As soon as his consciousness was dull, Baroque suddenly opened his eyes. His hands were pulled subconsciously, but he paused heavily. It turned out that his hands and feet and neck were locked in large shapes by alloy handcuffs. He struggled hard, but the chains remained motionless. The heavy handcuffs were not something humans could break free.

"Let me go!" The dim space was suddenly lit up by streaming light. The baroque conditioned eyes were empty, waiting for the eyes to gradually adapt to the strong light.

Accompanied by the white smoke from the airlock, the thick alloy door quickly sank into the ground. The sound of high heels then rang out. The beauty who had changed into a tender green casual outfit and leather pants was walking in with a medical tray and smiling.

"Who are you?" Baroque remembered the woman who made him faint.

"My owner likes to call me Ophelia, I like to call myself a venomous snake." The woman skillfully prepared a tube of injection on the pallet.

"Stay away from me, you ugly monster! What are you going to do? Stop!" Subconsciously, he was extremely frightened by the green potion in the syringe. Baroque struggled wildly, but the steel lock did not move at all.

"Shh--" The woman made a silence and stabbed the artery on his neck with a needle on her backhand.

"Ahhhhh--" The severe pain and the protruding blood vessels and blue veins spread everywhere at the needle. In a blink of an eye, the whole beautiful left face was covered with blue veins, as if the wriggling earthworms were extremely ugly! The woman took out a hand mirror from behind and showed it to him.

Baroque seemed to have lost his soul in an instant, and his whole body lost its luster.

He was completely frightened by his ugliness. Even the handsome man with goose bumps on his body when he saw the blood, destroying his face would be like killing him!

It is conceivable how dead it is in my heart!

However, as the beautiful snake was shot with another injection, the ugly blue veins faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye! The left half of the face quickly returned to its former handsomeness. If it weren't for the pinhole on the neck, Baroque would have thought it was an illusion!

The dull eyes quickly filled with streaming light, and the power-off Baroque came alive in an instant.

"Ahhhh, you devil, you devil! Stay away from me! Stay away from me! Mom, mom! Woo woo woo--" The bad boy was frightened.

"Shh--" The woman made another lip silence and stabbed the artery on his right neck with a needle on his backhand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh--" The twisted blood vessels bulged on their faces like earthworms, entangled with each other, wriggling back and forth, and many discs formed circles. How terrifying it was! Baroque stuck out his tongue, and his eyes that were so open that it seemed to collapse at any time!

After another injection, the beautiful face changed back with a whoosh.

"Devil, you devil, you poisonous snake! poisonous snake! Ahhhh--"

"Shh--" The woman made another lip silence, and then stabbed the artery on his left neck with a needle on his backhand.

Repeat this, one day later.

Wu Chen was woken up by the sunlight that was shining into the panoramic bridge. He patted his trembling snow buttocks and left with difficulty. Chunli whispered a few times, and her breathing gradually stabilized. She was very sleepy recently, so it goes without saying why.

Waving his hand to start the panoramic platform, the torture in the warehouse and prison was over. Ophelia's face was red and her whole body was filled with light. She was extremely satisfied like fire. On the other hand, the handsome man who hung on the torture rack like a dead dog seemed to have completely lost his due vitality. She felt like a piece of meat that was rotting rapidly from the inside out.

"I'm crippled?" Wu Chen magnified Barack's face and found that there was no scar left.

"Master." Ophelia elegantly climbed onto the deck with a cup of coffee.

"What's wrong with him?"

"It's rotten." Ophelia smiled with a terrifying aura, "From the inside out, even her soul is rotten."

"Is it still useful?" This is what Wu Chen cares most about.

"It can be used barely." Ophelia nodded confidently, "The purpose of I injecting him repeatedly with venom and antidote is to increase his drug resistance. I just gave him another injection, and it would be poisoned three days after nothing unexpected happens. Then I used a diluted antidote to relieve the toxicity. After this repeated, he was poisoned deeper and deeper, and the interval between attacks became shorter and shorter. He had no cure except relying on my antidote."

"When he leaves, give him a month's dosage. Just in case, let n9 implant him with a pulse tracker."

"Okay, master." Ophelia was about to stand up, and Wu Chen stared into her eyes and said, "goodjob."

Ophelia smiled and curtsy, leaving.

The large-tied Baroque was pulled to the middle deck. With the slowly opened tail of the machine, Ophelia suddenly stretched out her long fork-shaped tongue and licked the man's cheek in a prank.

The baroque's empty pupils suddenly flashed again, "Medusa, Medusa! Snake God, Snake God--"

The silver warrior slashed the chain with one sword, followed him and kicked him out of the plane.

"Ahhhaha..." Baroque was hanging on the chain until the parachute opened, still laughing wildly.

n9 spread his hands in confusion, "What's wrong with him?"

"The extremely devastated will grabbed a life-saving straw when it collapsed and despaired. He raised the torture he suffered this day and night to the height of religion and faith. He regarded Ophelia's torture on him as a divine punishment. Ophelia himself naturally became the goddess of poisonous snake Medusa." Wu Chen suddenly clapped his high and smiled: "Speaking of it, isn't that guy tattooed a poisonous snake?"

"That's right!" n9 also remembered it.

The deck slowly closed, Wu Chen stretched and turned around and walked deep into the cabin.

"n9, is Chunli awake?"

"Not yet." In a sense, n9 is this plane.

"Let's go to the warehouse to find some seafood, let's have a big meal today!"

"Master, please don't use 'we', I don't need it."

"You can help if you don't eat." Wu Chen had already walked towards the downward hanging ladder.

"When it comes to help..." n9 said nervously: "Master, I have something to tell you."

"What's up?"

"I cut the face of that female meatball named Jiami." n9 subconsciously felt that the master might like her meatballs very much.

Wu Chen was stunned, and then smiled with a strange expression: "It turns out that Jiami's face was scratched by you."

"What does it mean..." n9 was stunned, "Did she say that her face had scars?"

"That's right. There are many different opinions about the origin of this scar, which is quite mysterious. Legend has it that when Jiami was created, Vega asked her to fight Baroque and was injured by him with his claws. If she had the same DNA as Vega, it would not have left scars. The strengthening gene is so powerful..." Wu Chen suddenly asked, "By the way, how did you scratch her?"

"Use a particle-to-sword knife."

"So that's it..." Wu Chen's heart moved, "Have you collected her blood?"

"Don't worry, master, I'll leave it to Ophelia."
Chapter completed!