Bug Master In Doomsday

"Three rubbish, drag them down and throw them into the boiler!" Yao Sen, who was with Wang Mang, looked at the three dead bodies with no signs of life, and waved his hands directly while covering his nose.

He frowned and looked at Wang Mang with some anxiety, "Boss, or imprison these supernaturalists in the dungeon separately, so that their resistance will be less.

When conducting experiments, you can also blindfold their eyes so that they are not too afraid of this worm experiment! "

Wang Mang looked at the group of desperate and numb abilities, and shook his head faintly, "No, just let them sit here and watch. Willpower has nothing to do with blindfolding.

I have already told them clearly, if you don't want to die, just go through it, obviously, they can't do it! "

Yao Sen nodded when he heard the words, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his worried eyes. He pointed to the previously unconscious supernatural power, and said with a smile:

"Boss, this is a relatively special power found by our action team. Although he only has the strength of the second-order low-level, his willpower is not low!"

Yao Sen waved his hand and asked his subordinates to lift the unconscious Zhang Nan in front of Wang Mang, "Leader, this person's name is Zhang Nan. According to the information investigated by the Ministry of Intelligence, this person has obsessions in his heart.

Let's have a good talk with him to see if he can stimulate his will potential and survive the insect experiment! "

Wang Mang thought for a while, and nodded slightly, "Just do what you said."

Zhang Nan, who collapsed on the icy tiles, seemed to be poured from head to tail by a basin of cold water. The biting cold made his vague consciousness faintly awakened.

‘I...Where is this? ! ’His tired eyelids seemed to weigh too much, he opened a gap in a strong spirit, looking at everything strange around here...

"Wake up?!" Yao Sen, who was squatting in front of his face, smiled and patted his cheek. A burning and stinging power was like thousands of needles stuck in his face, and the intense pain caused him to hit him. A stimulating spirit.

He sat up abruptly, looked at the stranger squatting in front of his face, with a slight panic, and subconsciously asked: "You...you...who are you...?!"

"After receiving the money, did you forget about the experiment?" Yao Sen smiled and patted him on the head, then turned to look at Wang Mang. "Boss, this kid is an infatuated kind.

There is an artist named Xiaohe who specializes in singing songs and singing for people. He likes it very much. The money for her life is for the woman to redeem her life! "

"Oh?" Wang Mang suddenly became interested when he heard the words. He smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes, threw one to Yao Sen, and then to Zhang Nan.

‘Patter! Wang Mang lit a cigarette and said with a curious smile: "Young man, tell me your love story. I can consider letting you experiment later."

Although the people in black around them stood still like sculptures before they heard the order, their gloomy eyes flashed and their ears rose.

It's no wonder that they are curious, it's that the experiments in the past few days are too boring. More than three hundred abilities have died over and over again, and only sixty or so barely survived.

Even if it is a ruthless killer who abuses and kills the same kind for several days, the psychological pressure has increased to an unprecedented level, and they need to find some fun to adjust.

Zhang Nan was a little stunned, but he risked his life and death to carry out the experiment, why this group of people are not in a hurry to experiment, but listen to their own stories.