Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 153: Today, I don’t want to make sense!

The black cat is still struggling. Three of its limbs are missing, and its body is bloody, and there are large areas of decay, but it instinctively stands up against the cage when facing challenges , Biting with the monsters in front of him.

After a short while, the humpbacked old man came over and knocked on the cage. The two tabby cats and the three-eyed dog slowly retreated. These three also became bloody, not that they could not beat the one in front of them. This black cat, in fact, even in a heads-up situation, any one can defeat the black cat at this time, because the black cat's injury is too serious.

But Yaozu pays more attention to blood level than humans, and its perception is more profound, so when the black cat holds its head up, it is like an aristocrat, looking down at the slave who should have been crawling and trembling under its paws. If it weren't for the stimulation of the hunched old man, they really didn't want to shoot the black cat.

After the fight, the black cat's injuries became more serious, but no matter how badly it was injured, the black cat forced his body to lean against the iron railing to keep his head high.

It doesn't know what it means to do this, but it feels that it should do it because it feels that it would be a kind of blasphemy to itself if it becomes like the other animals here to accept the disgusting human being.

"Useless things!"

The humpbacked old man looked at the scarred tabby cat and the three-eyed dog. These three idiots only bit a small piece of meat, and they were cautious.

Does it really mean that no real aristocracy can be cultivated by this kind of artificial intervention?

The old man is unwilling to be the result, nor is he willing to see this development trend, because in fact, he himself is the same as the various monsters he imprisoned here. He strengthened the monster clan at the beginning, and then he continued to research through his own He replaced his organs while also transplanting the power of the rest of the monsters onto himself. He was now completely more like a hodgepodge than Su Bai was at the beginning.

The demon race detained here is the experiment of the hunched old man, and also his hope, and this black cat is his enemy,

Yes,

The enemy!

The black cat looks at his eyes, just like those senior listeners who he knows look at him, with contempt and disdain!

The more the old man is, the more sensitive his self-esteem is. The fat man used to deal with lychees and run errands for the rest of the powerful listeners, but the fat man still lives his own life. What should he do? , The psychological quality is very stable, but this old man has almost always lived in the discrimination of others because of the congenital disability he arrived at when he was young. Since he was young, he likes to collect these things that others dare not raise and fear.

"Hey, I call you aloof, I tell you to continue to be proud, I make you proud!"

The old man stretched out his hand, opened the cage, grabbed the black cat by the neck and grabbed it out. The black cat did not have the slightest ability to resist in front of the old man, but its cat eyes still stared at the old man, still carrying that A touch of contempt.

"You beast, you **** beast!"

The old man slammed the black cat on the ground with a "bang". The black cat fluttered, leaving a pool of blood on the ground, but the black cat was not dead yet, and continued to stubbornly use this contemptuous look Looking at the old man.

The phone rang at this time, and the old man answered the phone.

"You are here, okay, you can just open the door and come down, that door can't stop you, the cat is with me, you give me what I want, and I will help you change your blood."

After a while, a bald man in a trench coat walked down the upper stairs. He looked white, but his triangular eyes flashed with viciousness similar to a poisonous snake, even if the hippie smiled on his face. You still give people a feeling of choosing and eating.

Looking at the black cat on the ground, the triangular eyes immediately laughed, and immediately lifted the black cat up and placed it on the side table, but immediately became angry:

"Damn it, how can you torture it like this? This is a great demon-level existence. Even if the soul is damaged and the body is broken, it cannot change the fact that he is a great demon. Do you know if It's dead, what a loss is this?" Triangular eyes were obviously dissatisfied with the way the humpbacked old man treated the black cat.

"You can save the time. Even if a phoenix that has plucked its hair is not as good as a chicken, but you want to exchange blood with it, it is not that easy. If I don't torture it like this, you can just Can you get it?

Don't let it be the main target at the time. Its peak strength is equivalent to those senior listeners. "

Triangular eyes can’t say anything, but I’m still very angry. I said a good deal before, but when I saw it on the spot, the black cat was tortured into this way, which is equivalent to the 50% new one I ordered. Things are not even new in their hands.

Take a deep breath. Triangular eyes think it’s better to bear it. There is no way. He desperately wants the blood of this great demon. Even if this great demon is already damaged, he still needs it because of this. In the big demon's bones, there is actually that touch of aura, even if he has just been thrown to the ground, he is still holding his head, even if his eyes are muddy, but the temperament is still there.

At his level, it is really difficult to go further. His own strength is close to the high-end of the seniors. Unless he is the kind of extremely good seniors, he probably rarely encounters the seniors. His opponent, so he was ready to prepare for his promotion to a senior audience soon in the future, and the great demon's aura, or temperament, was the most important thing he needed.

Because he is a snake monster enhancement, the specific system of monster enhancement is completely different from the hodgepodge of the humpback old man. The triangular eyes need to shed their skin to complete their own evolution, so this kind of temperament belonging to the big monster is more important. Moment to support yourself to molt successfully.

The blood or flesh on the black cat is not what he values ​​most.

"This is a blood lizard." Triangular eyes placed a jade box in front of the humpback old man, and the humpback old man immediately picked it up and looked at it, "Hey, blood lizard, as long as I can fuse it, I can have more A pedigree."

"I really don't know how far you have to go on the hodgepodge." Triangular eyes can hardly understand the thinking of the humpbacked old man anyway. Of course, everyone wants to take a completely different path.

"Let’s start, I’ll help you." The humpbacked old man put the blood lizard away first, and then found seven or eight needles. "This is what I exchanged from Western listeners. There is a system for raising monsters in the West. Now, these needles are considered modern special material technology, I won’t charge you anymore."

The money here must refer to the exchange of goods.

Hearing the words, the triangular eye lay down first, and the black cat was placed next to him, and a hand of the triangular eye clasped the black cat's neck.

Only hearing a "poof...", the needle pierced the black cat's body,

Next,

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

Seven needles in a row, all pierced the black cat.

"You can run the demon element in your body." The hunched old man said to Triangle Eye.

Closed the triangular eyes, and a totem of a snake on his chest floated up. The snake screamed at the black cat beside him, as if calling the black cat to surrender himself.

At the same time, wisps of blood flowed into the triangular eye along the needle tube.

The black cat’s eyes closed tightly, and his body began to twitch, apparently suffering from great pain, but at this time, an almost transparent black cat phantom appeared above, facing the snake’s phantom. Weakly looked at each other.

"Meow..."

Weak and feeble meows, with indesectable dignity!

The snake appeared weak, as if facing the phantom of the black cat that could disperse with a single breath in front of him, he looked terrified, and his triangular-eyed face also showed a struggle.

The totem is his heart. Facing a big demon is basically equivalent to facing a high-level audience. Even if the opponent is seriously injured, but the temperament of the body is still there, he is still afraid!

The color of struggle, slowly began to turn into anger, and in the end, it was hysterical!

The phantom of the snake has come over again, spitting out the letter, showing his fangs to the phantom of the black cat, although there is still a shivering instinctual fear, but it is obviously better than before, and this feeling Once it continues, once you become familiar with it, the centripetal force of the triangular eye itself and the courage in your heart will be greatly improved!

If you want to be promoted to a senior audience in the future, you can’t do without great perseverance and courage!

The black cat began to get weaker and weaker, and the phantom slowly withered, but until the black cat phantom disappeared, its head was still raised high and kept, a kind of loneliness High cold.

"Almost successful." The hunched old man muttered to himself beside him.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a roar from above, and the hunched old man was startled, and the triangular eyes who was lying on the bed receiving the exchange of blood also sat up immediately. After the exchange of blood, he took another look at the black cat. It There is still a breath, not dead, it doesn't matter, I can heal it appropriately, and then weaken it to a certain degree, so that it will become a whetstone for honing my heart's totem in the future.

Two young men came in,

The poisonous insects on the humpbacked old man suddenly boiled, and snakes were spit out from his triangular eyes and mouth, but soon, one of the men in a suit revealed his breath.

This is the breath of an advanced listener!

The hunched old man immediately bent down, his angry expression turned into flattery, and bowed and said, "My lord, what can I do for the little ones?"

Triangular eyes immediately put away his letter, but he is not as flattering as the humpbacked old man. He has just gained confidence from the black cat. At this time, he is not willing to bend down in front of high-level listeners. Anyway, he also knows this. The two high-level listeners have not provoked themselves, and the other party can't kill themselves, not afraid.

Su Bai stretched out his hand and hugged the dying black cat in his arms. The black cat struggled slowly and continued to lift his head. At the same time, the broken paw pressed against Su Bai’s chest and scratched Su Bai. Bai's clothes caught blood marks on Su Bai's chest.

It doesn't want to be held as a pet. It wants to raise its head. It is definitely not a domestic pet. It doesn't need to flatter anyone!

Su Baisi didn't mind the scar on her chest, stretched out her hand and patted the black cat's head gently, feeling the **** wounds all over her body, and comforted:

"Well, the whole world knows you are a cold cat, okay?"

The black cat's eyes showed a hint of doubt. It didn't seem to recognize Su Bai, but it sensed an instinctive familiarity. It was already very tired, really very tired. At this moment, it suddenly closed. He took the initiative and leaned on Su Bai's chest.

The humpbacked old man on the side saw this scene, and he was frightened immediately,

He tortured this cat for so long. This cat has never been soft. This cat is really arrogant. As a big demon, its previous strength can be comparable to high-level listeners, so it I will definitely not be subdued because the one in front of me is also an advanced listener,

The only explanation is that the black cat is very familiar with the strange senior audience in front of him.

Damn it,

How did things become like this!

"My lord, please listen to my explanation. If it weren't for me, it would have died..."

Su Bai raised his hand and motioned to the old man with a hump back.

Xie Zi walked to Su Bai and whispered softly: "Didn't you arrange for you to hide your breath and hold a magic weapon in your hand and wait for them to take action when they see it later?"

This is a pre-arranged plan, because it can avoid the punishment of broadcasting.

But Su Bai came in directly.

Looking at Jixiang, who buried his head on his chest, Su Bai felt that his heart was dripping blood. Fate gave him this cat and also to his son. Now Jixiang is seriously injured and dying, and even forgot himself, then , Where's the little guy?

My life, my life, is incomplete. When I finally find the things I cherish, I have to take them from me one by one, and then give them to me after being broken. Look!

Su Bai opened his mouth and seemed to hesitate for a long time, but it seemed that because of his emotions or screaming too much anger, it was difficult to translate it into language in a short time. In the end,

"You two, choose a method of death for yourself. Today, I don't want to make sense."

The old man with a hunchback was about to split his liver and gallbladder,

Triangular eyes looked astonished, then panic, this senior listener,

I'm not afraid of broadcasting punishment!

When the constraint of reasonable broadcasting is lost, the gap between the senior audience and the senior audience is as huge as a gap.

He killed you, so he won’t be punished until the next story world, and it’s not even serious enough to be directly broadcasted to kill you, but the two of them are going to die directly. When you face a high-level audience When I say I want to kill you, any resistance is futile,

You can only wait for death to come!

Broadcasting has constructed this system ecology, so listeners in various circles will basically mix in their circles in a regular manner, and the upper level will not plunder the next level, giving listeners of all levels of self-development and competition Space.

When Su Bai directly expressed his attitude in a sentence~IndoMTL.com~ Before, he felt that he had to keep his spine triangle eyes and knelt down and crawled under Su Bai's feet and kept kowtowing:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

In the face of death close at hand, any dignity, any spine, is a fart. The audience knows this truth best.

A beep keeps echoing in the secret room,

Just,

This sound is heard,

But he couldn't touch Su Bai's murderous heart, which had become increasingly cold.

In Su Bai's mind, a picture emerged,

In the screen,

The little guy is sleeping soundly while pouting on the bed, while Jixiang, lying beside the little guy, shakes his tail from time to time to drive away mosquitoes and pet the little guy.