Chapter 540

Whether you are drowned, roasted, or cooked in hot water to feed fish, this is not a choice for Fang Yuan.

The only thing he can do is to be played as much as he wants.

Of course, he can refuse to cooperate -- for example, completely unconscious.

When a tortured guy is completely unconscious, he doesn't care that others play with flowers.

At most, when Fang Yuan seems to have a trace of intuition, he feels like floating in space: light, there is no place to stand around, but there are many pairs of small and gentle things -- like slender snakes, slowly roll him up, and then stop in the void and float slowly.

There are no more terrible fire dragons around, no rumbling thunder, no hot steam that can take off people's skin, only cold darkness.

The appearance of that intuition, like the midnight Epiphyllum, suddenly bloomed and put it away, allowing him to swim in the boundless darkness again.

I don't know how long it took.

Perhaps a minute after he threw himself into the pit with a nuclear bomb, or a century later, Fang Yuan had intuition again.

This time the intuition was obvious: he was dragged up from the cold darkness.

Some people's voice sounded, and the warmth of the sun was more comfortable.

He wanted to open his eyes -- but no matter how hard he tried, his eyelids were like stitched together, and he couldn't open them at all.

Just as he wanted to talk, his mouth was stuck and wanted to move, but he didn't have any strength.

Only the indescribable mania, like a long dragon lurking in his body, roared from the Dantian and swam around the body along the blood.

I don't know what happened. When he saw the long dragon, he would start some small black insects.

Ugly little insects can fly without seeing their wings. They avoid the manic long dragon and flee around with squeaks and screams.

Suddenly, the long dragon seemed to break a mirror.

When the mirror crashed and broke, the long dragon disappeared -- the manic nerves in the surrounding area also stopped for a moment, but there was a question that made him at a loss, just like the dandelion in the sun, floating slowly in the light wind: who am I?

In the world, the most painful thing is not to be punched by the king of Jiuyou, plant corpse poison and can't harm women at will, but suddenly don't know who you are, where you come from and where you're going.

Fang Yuan felt that someone must want to know who he was, so he hit him with high-voltage electricity, which made him very painful, but he had to cooperate closely, like a corpse.

Some people want him to open his eyes, open his mouth and say who he is!

But Sabi, who was trying to make him open his eyes and mouth, knew that he was also extremely anxious and angry at this time, but he didn't have the strength to stop the atrocities. He could only lose consciousness again after being electrocuted more than ten times in a row.

So tired.

It feels good not to be tossed. Get a good sleep quickly. When you wake up, you may be able to open your eyes, open your mouth and ask who he is in the world.

So Fang Yuan went to sleep, like a baby lying in his mother's arms, and no longer had to suffer from torture for no reason.

Who?

Who is this so annoying? When I finally had a rest for a while, I sprinkled water on my face, touched my face, talked to me, called me Fangyuan, and said I should wake up. She was Katyusha?

Who's Katyusha?

Fang Yuan, who is it?

Fang Yuan, who wanted to continue sleeping, suddenly felt that these two names seemed familiar.

Especially the person represented by the name "Fangyuan", it seems that you can think of who he is as long as you think about it, but you just can't remember.

It's really painful to know someone or something but can't remember it.

Listen to the girl's voice, touch my face again.

Oh, can't you stop and wake me up?

Well, let me tell you something. I don't know any area. You'd better get out of here and don't harass me here -- Fang Yuan sighed gently and opened his eyes slowly.

Then he saw the sun.

The sunshine under the blue color is so bright and comfortable.

In the distance, there was the chirping of birds.

With some salty fresh air, Mr. Fang had an obvious drunken oxygen reaction. He had to blink. When he opened it again, he saw the girl in the sun.

A very beautiful and sexy girl. She has blond hair, green eyes and a small white face. Her face is a little haggard. Especially there are tears on her long eyelashes. She looks very sad as if her husband has died.

who are you?

Fang Yuan looked at this and stared at him in a daze. Like a little fool, the little beauty frowned and opened her mouth to say these three words.

Why didn't she answer?

But the tears were more urgent, the shoulders were still shaking violently, covered his mouth with his hands, and there was a ringing cry in his nose.

What's the matter? I just cry and don't talk.

It seems that you don't know that your buddy is actually most afraid of the girl crying -- oh, it's not that she didn't hear it. It's that he didn't make a sound when he opened his mouth just now. He just opened and closed his mouth like a stupid fish jumping ashore.

Well, it's my buddy's fault.

After some sorry smiles, Fang Yuan swallowed his spit and asked again, "who are you, who are you...?"

God can testify that Mr. Fang did make a voice this time, and the beautiful girl who is definitely suspected of brain disability must have heard it.

However, she didn't answer Mr. Fang's question, but suddenly jumped up like a deer, turned like a duckweed and ran away. Under the waving white yarn skirt, there were a pair of legs that were so slender, strong and upright for Mr. Fang's eyes.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, Walter, Fangyuan wakes up, Fangyuan wakes up!!"

It was absolutely because the ecstasy was too much. The girl's voice was out of tune and had an obvious crying cavity.

Here, is Mr. Fang right?

Just after she shouted this sentence, she was like a little widow who had been alone in an empty house for eight years. When she woke up, she found that her man was alive again.

Alas, women, women, what's the matter with bigger sesame seeds? It's not that my brother was awakened by her. It's necessary to cry like this -- wait, why does she always say the name 'Fangyuan'?

Who is that shabby called Fangyuan?

Mr. Fang looked around with a headache and a daze.

In addition to the blue sky and white clouds and the warm sun when he first opened his eyes, he also saw green trees and the sea not far away.

I also saw some bodyguards in black suits and big sunglasses, and two old men who threw away their cigars and walked quickly here after hearing the girl crying.

A white seagull, shouting like a silly bird, spread its wings and flew to the sea from behind. It was covered by the shadow reflected by the sun, which startled the dull pupils.

"Fang, Fang Yuan, you finally wake up, you finally wake up! You, you know, these days, I, I am so afraid that you will sleep all your life! "

The girl in the long white dress came back barefoot, crying and laughing. When she ran three or four meters in front of the square, she staggered and fell to her knees.

Katyusha didn't care how painful she fell when she stepped on the skirt. She simply put her hands on the ground. The show feet who had lost her shoes long ago kicked hard, just like a charming little leopard. With one jump, she threw herself in front of the surrounding beach bed, reached out her hand to hold him, and her head fell in his arms, allowing tears to flow wantonly.

In his voice, he made a strange tone: "VAO, VAO!"

She called me Fang Yuan again.

Can I say that I am the square?

But why can't I remember?

Mr. Fang looked blankly at the two old men walking quickly in the distance, listened to the strange cry of the girl in his arms returning to her nature, subconsciously hugged her with his right hand, and gently stroked her soft hair with his left hand: Well, you have to eat more and pay more attention to rest in the future, so as to have a better feel.

God, this guy woke up after 147 days in a coma.

I thought he would become a vegetable.

Bostaff quickly walked to five or six meters in front of the beach bed, stopped, looked at Walter, breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to make two gestures on his forehead and heart.

147 days.

Yes, today is the 147th day after Katyusha saw the square.

In this small half year, Fangyuan was always sleeping.

No wonder Dr. boff said he would inform the sharikov Institute and send Mr. Fang there for research. Gaine was obviously still panting. He ate when he should eat and peed when he should pee -- but he couldn't detect the slightest sign of life with medical instruments.

He is a living dead man.

This is what father bashchev said, and suggested that Mr. bostaff send the living dead to the sharikov Institute for a good study -- maybe we can find out the aliens from this guy.

Just as the priest had just finished this sentence, he had not waited for bostaff to open his mouth. His granddaughter, who was regarded as the little princess of Xibo by tens of thousands of employees of Xibo group, rushed up and grabbed his neck like a fierce female leopard, and opened his mouth to reveal his cold shining teeth.

Fortunately, Mr. bostaff was very reasonable and stopped Katyusha in time, which saved the priest from a disaster, and then received an advance burial fee of $500000 - if he dared to tell the story about the surrounding area, the burial fee of $500000 would be true.

The little princess of Xibo group wants to kill a priest, which is definitely easier than telling a joke to make her stop laughing.

Even bostaff, a big man who turned his hand over the clouds in Russia, dared not disobey her.

At most, they can only sprinkle a lot of money and secretly invite world-famous doctors to come to Russia to see doctors around.

All the world famous doctors received more than they expected, but they also received a life and death contract: the same as the contract received by the priest.

No one dares to joke about this contract, not before, not now, not in the future.

More than ten world famous doctors, with the help of the most advanced medical equipment in the world, carefully diagnosed Mr. Fang, and finally came to a conclusion that they didn't even believe.

That is: the young man's body carries an extremely strange human magnetic field that has never been found.

It is this magnetic field that causes all machines to fail.

At the same time, they also clapped their hearts and vowed: in addition to being inexplicably unconscious, young people are extremely healthy, especially their bone density is more than ten times higher than ordinary people.

Perhaps it is this extraordinary bone mineral density that provides him with unimaginable protection.

But it is also likely that it will make him sleep forever and never wake up.