"Three pieces of rubbish, drag them down and throw them into the boiler!" Yao Sen, who accompanied Wang Mang, looked at the three corpses without any sign of life, covered his nose and waved his hand directly.

He frowned and looked at Wang Mang anxiously, "chief, you'd better put these powers in the dungeon, so that they have less resistance.

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

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

I've made it clear to them that if they don't want to die, they can survive. Obviously, they can't do it! "

Yao Sen nodded after hearing the words, and his worried eyes suddenly shot a bright light. He pointed to the previous comatose psionic and said with a smile:

"leader, this is a special psionic found by our action team. Although he has only the strength of second order and lower order, his willpower is not low!"

Yao Sen waved his hand and asked his men to lift the comatose Zhang Nan to Wang Mang. "Chief, this man's name is Zhang Nan. According to the information investigated by the intelligence department, this man has obsession in his heart.

Let's have a good talk with him and see if we can stimulate his will potential and survive the worm man experiment! "

Wang Mang thought for a moment, nodded slightly, "just do as you say."

Collapsed on the cold tiles, Zhang Nan seems to be poured from head to tail by a basin of cold water. The piercing cold awakens his vague consciousness.

"I... where is this?" His tired eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He forced himself to open a crack and looked at all the strange things around him Yao Sen, squatting in front of his face, patted him on the cheek with a smile. A burning and stinging power seemed to stab him in the face with thousands of needles. The intense pain made him excited.

He suddenly sat up, looked at the stranger squatting in front of his face, slightly frightened, subconsciously asked: "you... You... Who are you?"

"When you take the money, you forget about the experiment?" Yao Sen patted his head with a smile and looked at Wang Mang. "Chief, this boy is a fool.

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

"Oh?" Wang Mang immediately became interested. He took out a pack of cigarettes with a smile and threw one to Yao Sen and another to Zhang Nan.

"PATA!" Wang Mang lit his 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 did not hear the order, they still stood like sculptures, but their gloomy eyes flashed and their ears stood up.

It's not surprising that they are curious. In fact, the experiments these days are too boring. More than 300 powers have died over and over again, and only 60 of them barely survive.

No matter how ruthless the killers are, their psychological pressure has increased to an unprecedented level. They need to find a way to have fun.

Zhang Nan was a little stunned. He risked his life and death to carry out the experiment. How could these people not rush to experiment, but listen to their own stories.