Tick.

The water droplets gently hit the sink below, making a slight sound.

This is a laboratory.

However, this is not a chemistry laboratory. Looking at the things in this laboratory, it is more like a biological laboratory, because there are many **** cans around this laboratory, and there are many biological specimens in the **** cans, and there are even some children's specimens, but they are all deformed, which makes people feel cautious.

The lights in the laboratory are not very bright. It is not that the lights are broken, but that the lights are turned on less, so the shadowless light in the center is turned on.

There was a person lying under the shadowless lamp. The man was tied with a gray strap on his hands and feet, and he lay on a table in a large shape. The table looked a bit like the kind of table that the patient was lying on during the operation.

Ye Yinyin was wearing a white robe at some point, her hair was covered with a blue sterile cap, and she even wore a mask on her face.

Song Yun lay peacefully on the operating table, like a patient who was given anesthetics, waiting for surgery, and like a corpse, waiting for the person to dissect.

Ye Yinyin held a syringe-like thing in her hand and walked to Song Yun's side, then pulled over a chair and sat next to Song Yun.

After sitting down, Ye Yinyin reached out to pull Song Yun's words over, and then pulled another shelf from the side, and placed some small pieces containing liquid on the shelf.

"Take some blood first."

Ye Yinyin said to herself, picked up one of the cans of squids that looked like alcohol, then picked up a cotton ball, dipped it in the liquid, and then wiped the cotton ball on Song Yun's middle finger.

After the rub, Ye Yinyin picked up the needle and pricked the needle between Song Yun's middle finger.

Card.

The needle couldn't even pierce Song Yun's skin.

Ye Yinyin's brow frowned slightly, but it quickly unfolded, and a look of excitement flashed in her eyes.

"This skin has hardened to the point where it is close to ordinary metal. It seems that this person really has what I need!"

After Ye Yinyin muttered to herself, she actually reached out and took out a very tiny silver needle from the back of her head.

Then, Ye Yinyin pressed the silver needle on Song Yun's middle finger and took a breath.

Enter!

The silver needle pierced into Song Yun's hardened fingers.

call out.

Ye Yinyin quickly pulled out the silver needle, then wiped it back behind her head, and the silver needle disappeared again.

A drop of blood spot with a slightly crimson red appeared on Song Yun's middle finger. In the deep red, there was a faint trace of gold.

"This is!!"

Even Ye Yinyin, who had been calm and gentle, was shocked when she saw the slight golden color in her blood.

Human blood has always only one color, that is, red, at most it is a problem of different depths. Apart from that, there will never be any other color. Not only humans, but other animals, as long as they are mammals, the blood is absolutely red. Ye Yinyin has a little golden blood in this red. After so many years of research, she has never seen it!

Of course, Ye Yinyin also heard of a legend of blue blood people. It is said that there is a human race called blue blood people on the earth. They have the same appearance, emotions, and IQ as humans, which are almost no different from humans. The only difference is that their blood is blue. It is precisely because their blood is blue that they will have some skills that transcend the knowledge of humans in this world, such as flying, etc. Of course, these are just legends. Ye Yinyin himself does not believe it. However, when he saw the slight golden color in Song Yun's blood, Ye Yinyin felt that maybe the blue blood people were legends, but the golden blood people actually appeared in front of him.

Why is his blood golden?

Such a question flashed through Ye Yinyin's mind, and then she quickly took something like a test paper and wanted to collect Song Yun's drop of blood.

Just then.

Song Yun, who was originally lying like a corpse, suddenly moved, and then Song Yun's fist clenched tightly!

The drop of blood also disappeared in front of Ye Yinyin's eyes.

"My grass!"

Song Yun opened his eyes, shouted, and then he pushed his arm up with force.

Tear

The strap that tied Song Yun's hand was almost instantly broken by Song Yun, and Song Yun's legs also pulled them, breaking the bags.

"Ye Yinyin, I didn't expect you to be so vulgar!"

Song Yun woke up and broke free from his restraints, glared at Ye Yinyin, who was sitting next to him with a look as if nothing had happened before, and said, "I didn't even say that I was a drug, but I even used me as an experiment. Do you really think that I, Song Yun, have no temper?"

"Why does your blood have golden colors?"

Ye Yinyin asked with a calm expression.

"You dare to ask? How do I know? It seems that this is not the time for you to ask me. Don't pretend to ignore me. You annoy me. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I will definitely not be able to talk to you about this matter. Humph, maybe you don't know who I am, right? Tell you, women who offend me will usually die miserably!" Song Yun said with wide eyes.

"Is it a metal element? Or a simpler gold?" Ye Yinyin said to herself, "But after those things are decomposed, there will be no such phenomenon that the blood will carry gold!"

"Are you still pretending to be stupid?" Song Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Yinyin's neckline, then lifted Ye Yinyin up with force.

"Tell you, girl, I'm angry, the consequences are very serious!" Song Yun said.

"Do you want to learn ancient martial arts? Real ancient martial arts?"

Ye Yinyin suddenly said after looking at Song Yun for a while.

"Real ancient martial arts?" Song Yun was stunned for a moment, looking at Ye Yinyin in surprise. "Isn't it just ancient martial arts that I have been learning with the old man?"

Ye Yinyin raised her hand gently, touched Song Yun's wrist, and then heard a click.

Song Yun's hand softened and he loosened Ye Yinyin's collar.

"My grass!"

Song Yun looked at his tightly pulled wrist and looked at Ye Yinyin again. With just one moment, his wrist was dislocated? Do you dare not be so magical!

"Ancient martial arts are profound and profound. I can teach you a lot!" Ye Yinyin said, taking a small step forward slightly, and then, without any rest, a hand appeared next to Song Yun's arm.

Another touch.

Click.

"My grass! I'm dislocated again!"

Song Yun quickly pressed the dislocated wrist and arm with his other hand, and then looked at Ye Yinyin with alert.

"This is just a simple bone-fighting hand, and I know a lot of things!" Ye Yinyin said calmly.

Song Yun's anger disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!