Chapter 106

"What do you know?"

Yuan Yuan's center suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Every month this year, the yuan family will lose a collateral clan. Is this something to do with you?"

Holding the injection, yuan Qisu turned pale and did not dare to look at Yuan Yuanzhong.

"Pa!"

Yuan Yuanzhong slapped yuan Qisu suddenly. He looked cold and said, "shut up!"

Yuan Qisu covered his face with a bitter smile. He was very smart, and naturally knew why yuan Yuanzhong slapped him, but he continued: "once I happened to pass by Dad's yard, and I saw that your palm could condense fire out of thin air. At that time, I knew that you must have hidden something from us. From that time on, I began to pay attention to your actions. Every time in the dead of night, you would sneak out. Those potions... "

Before yuan Qisu finished his speech, a hand of Yuanqi held his neck tightly to stop him from speaking.

"It's not good for you to know too much."

Yuan Chong thought that the more serious he was, the better he didn't know there was a leak in his eyes.

It's extremely immoral to use human beings to do living experiments. No one can cross the psychological barrier. This is not only an ethical problem, but also a problem of the bottom line and principle of human behavior.

As a member of the yuan family and the son of Yuan Yuanzhong, yuan Qisu knows yuan Yuanzhong's work style very well. He doesn't object to killing people, but he doesn't feel comfortable taking human beings as the experimental objects of mice.

He didn't want yuan Qishan to be manipulated by Fang Qiang and do experiments with the same kind. This is no longer a human being, it's a devil.

Yuan Qisu's face turned red. He looked at Yuan Yuanzhong's unchanging eyes and gradually recovered his calm. He realized that he could not persuade yuan Yuanzhong and had no right to persuade him.

Yuan Qishan took the dark red injection from yuan Qisu's hand. He took a deep look at yuan Qisu and put the injection into yuan Qisu's neck.

As the dark red liquid emptied, Yuan Yuanzhong pulled out the needle and threw it aside. "Qi Su, I hope you don't disappoint me. Yuan family needs you to inherit it."

Gene medicine flowed into yuan Qisu's blood, heat rose, blood vessels began to expand, spasms and pain constantly invaded his nerves.

"Ah

Yuan Qisu howled and fell to the ground. He felt as if his body was being bitten by ten thousand ants. The deep pain made his whole body twitch violently.

Yuan Yuanzhong stood watching his son's pain. Fang Qiang gave him this gene medicine, which is a primary gene enhancer. This gene medicine can greatly increase the physical strength of human beings, improve the metabolism of human cells, and make the human body more in line with nature.

The primary gene enhancer had no side effects, but the process of strengthening was extremely painful. Before long, yuan Qisu fainted.

Yuan Yuanzhong shook his head and took out the storage box from his arms. He crushed the storage box, took out another gene enhancer and plunged it into his neck.

Fang Chong told him that there are three kinds of gene enhancers: primary, intermediate and advanced. So far, Fang Chong has only provided him with primary gene enhancers. As for the functions of intermediate and advanced gene enhancers, Yuan Yuanzhong has never seen them before. It is impossible to know the effects of these two higher gene enhancers.

After injecting the gene enhancer into his body, Yuan Yuanzhong frowned slightly. He looked at yuan Qisu again, crushed the glass syringe, turned and walked out.

Yuan Qi Su was lying on the ground with a pale face. His skin became extremely red. Wisps of heat came out of his pores. Suddenly, a flame rose on his body surface, burning his clothes to ashes

Every time Zhou Ming faints with fantasy reality, he will see some strange pictures.

On the towering mountain top, the wind is howling and the clouds are floating.

"Please let me down the mountain."

The young man in a black gown knelt down in front of an old man with snow-white eyebrows and kowtowed.

"Although you have a strong mind, you have no source of sword. You can go down the mountain, but you can get a sword. This sword can be within one foot of a teacher. "

The old man put his hands behind him, dressed in a blue Taoist robe and dancing with the wind, sighing.

"Although I don't have the root of sword spirit, I've learned a sword by listening and seeing in the door."

The youth raised his head, and the perseverance in his eyes was moving.

"Well, you're going to fight me."

The old man raised his hand and a long sword appeared above the young man.

The long sword is two feet long and two fingers wide. The hilt of the sword is a black and white stone carving. The cold light of the sword body is introverted, giving people a state of accumulation and thin hair.

The young man got up and held the sword with a twinkle in his eyes. There are two words, Yueyang, at the junction of the sword body and the handle.

The young man held Yueyang in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed downward. The light sound of the sword came from the body of the sword. However, he didn't rush out of the sword. On the contrary, he loosened his finger and made Yueyang's sword fall.

"What do you mean?"The old man was puzzled to see the young man's action.

The young man gave the old man a smile, "Yueyang is not suitable for apprentices."

"How do you make a sword?"

The old man calls back Yueyang and looks at the young.

The young man raised his fingers and rowed forward gently.

"My sword is out."

Words fall, youth turn away.

The wind on the top of the mountain blows the hair of the old man, and a corner of his sleeve and robe floats away.

"It's a clumsy teacher."

The old man held the moon Yang in his hand and said with a smile. This smile is bitter and helpless.

"Ma Dan, these people talk in front of me every day. If I don't go down the mountain, will I wait for you to ride on me?"

The young man swearing, ran down from the top of the mountain quickly, and the painting style of Xianxia disappeared.

Zhou Ming is very speechless. The young man looks like Chen Ziwen. He didn't expect to see this guy again in his dream.

After Chen Ziwen went down the mountain, he came to a small town. Here, he saw an old and simple building with flowery decoration, and rushed in without thinking.

It seems that this ancient building has three floors, each of which is covered by clouds. On the top floor stands a red lacquer and mahogany plaque, which is printed with three big characters in gold.

These three words are neither the words of the earth, nor the words of the heavenly world, but Zhou Ming didn't know why he recognized them at a glance - Fengya building.

"Please spoil me, young master."

"Young master, once you are born, twice you are familiar. This time we will have a great time!"

"Young master, I'm new here..."

Zhou Ming's visual angle follows Chen Ziwen into the Fengya building. In it, yingyingyanyan and countless flowery, green or fiery girls gather around, one by one, with bold and unrestrained words.

Good guy! Is this the legendary brothel? Zhou Ming straightened out his posture. Can't Chen Ziwen be so romantic? Can't you be more serious with the face of his previous life? If live spring palace will be staged later, it will not be good. It will be harmonious!

"Go on, a bunch of coquettish bitches. Where's Xiao Hong? I'm looking for Xiao Hong! "

Chen Ziwen waved like a fly, raised his neck and called upstairs.

"Childe is so heartless, Wuwu ~"

"childe hates it. Every time I come here, I'm looking for Xiaohong. Xiaohong can do it, so can others!"

"Hum, I don't understand the customs."

The girls complained a few words and scattered in a crowd.

"What do you know? Pretty skins are the same, interesting souls are one in a million."

Chen Ziwen touched his nose and jumped to the second floor.

Zhou Ming can't help but want to give Chen Ziwen a thumbs up. He is worthy of the fact that the earth has crossed over. His words are so meaningful.

The second floor is a place for guests to enjoy themselves. From time to time in a boudoir room, there are always some blushing voices, "mm-hmm, ah" ringing. People who don't know may think that the people inside are having a fierce fight. Ho, you can just fight. Why are you shouting so loud?

Chen Ziwen put his ear in front of a door to listen to the movement inside. He put out his hand and patted it twice outside the door. He growled in his voice: "Hello! It's against pornography

"Who dares to disturb you! Damn it! Don't break your leg when I come out! Ow! Slow down, coquettish

A rough voice came from the room. Maybe the master was at the critical moment and couldn't get away for a moment. He finally howled, and then he stopped.

"Chicken with vegetables! You're going to use Hindu oil! "

Chen Ziwen gave a cheap smile and jumped up to the third floor.

The layout of the third floor is very simple. There is a red curtain hanging at the entrance and exit. There is an open platform in the middle and a wing room on both sides.

Chen Ziwen went to the right wing room and knocked on the door. His voice became soft. "Little red girl, it's me."

"Mr. Chen, please come in."

In the wing room came a woman's voice, like the soft cry of a yellow warbler.

Hearing this voice, Zhou Ming was a little Spartan. Chen Ziwen said that he was looking for Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong I don't think it's such a coincidence, is it?

Chen Ziwen pushed the door open and stepped into the wing room. There were a table and a chair in the wing room. There were some exquisite cakes on the table. The square mahogany dressing table in the corner was next to a red screen tent. The wing room has a wide area. Behind a hazy screen curtain, there is a compartment. In the compartment, there is a woman, and there is an Guqin in front of her body.

Zhou Ming saw the outline of the woman's figure through the gauze curtain. Through comparison, he guessed that the woman could not be Xiao Hong, who he knew. Xiao Hong's flat figure, tut Tut, the Siberian great plain, how could it be as plump as this woman.

Chen Ziwen lifted the curtain and revealed the woman's true face.

Dressed in red, a green silk is gently rolled up with a jade hairpin. The goose's face is decorated with a small Qiong nose, and the cherry lips are slightly opened, showing an attractive luster.

It can be said that a woman's face is beautiful and beautiful. It can be described by a poem: this woman should only live in the palace of heaven, and can be seen several times in the world.Zhou Ming was shocked when he saw the woman's face. This NIMA is an adult Bah, mature Xiaohong! However, this little red makes Zhou Ming feel a little strange. Her eyes seem to have no focal length. She looks ahead all the time. Even when Chen Ziwen walks in, her eyes don't change at all.

"Every time I see little red girl, Ziwen feels that women in the world are just like this."

Chen Ziwen sits in front of Xiaohong with his knees crossed and laughs softly.

"I'm laughing."

Xiao Hong put her hands on her waist and bent slightly.