Chapter 786

"Eighty-one has a wonderful bone and excellent physique. It is a good seed."

"According to yesterday's drug test results, he is more comfortable than anyone else."

"Tell the people of Tianmen, send the 81st again later, and test your psychological quality."

"If the psychological quality is satisfactory, let him inject the first finished injection, always take a good omen."

"By the way, tell the person in charge of Tianmen, don't ignore quality just to make up the number."

In Ye Tianlong's dream, his memory returned to that isolated island surrounded by blue water, familiar scenery and familiar people.

But this time it is no longer a dry well, but a solid laboratory. Nine men and women in white coats are watching the computer and discussing passionately.

The expressions of these men and women are indescribably excited, as if they have won some grand prize.

There are many pictures of people on the computer, and the picture of the six-year-old boy is among them. He also found that the label of the picture is No. 81.

Then, the scene switched to a corner by the sea. The six-year-old boy looked at the large needle eyes on his arm, his eyes were very curious and puzzled:

Why should I get an injection if I am not sick?

Those few stitches not only made him hurt his arm, but he was also very depressed and irritable, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something. Then he looked at the sunset again:

Why isn't Xiaoxue coming yet? Why don’t you come to watch the sunset together?

Just when the little boy was upset that his favorite friend was releasing the pigeons, a big hand grabbed it from behind: "No. 81, follow me to the laboratory."

Before the little boy could react, he flicked his right hand back and slapped him in the abdomen.

"boom!"

The guy who was about to catch him snorted and fell five or six meters straight, clutching his stomach and rolling a few times on the ground.

The little boy looked at his hand in shock: How did he become so domineering?

"Asshole, dare to move me?"

The guy who caught him was furious, struggling to grab the little boy, and shouted viciously, "If it wasn't for you to be valuable, I would kill you now?"

The little boy kept struggling: "I won't go, I won't go, I have to wait for Xiaoxue—"

He still pushed the face hard, but the more he pushed, the clearer the face...

Song Zhu!

"cough--"

When Song Zhu's appearance remained in his mind, Ye Tianlong sat up with a cough, and found that he was soaked all over, and he was also holding his left hand tightly.

"Grandma's! Dreaming again!"

Ye Tianlong muttered to himself: "Why do you dream every time you are tired and half dead? Do you still dream of that **** Song Zhu?"

He tried to recall the scene just now, and found that there was no blur at all, as if it had just happened to him.

Then he thought of a few key things, the little boy, the eighty-one, the man from Tianmen, Song Zhu...

"How could this be?"

Ye Tianlong had a trace of confusion in his eyes. He found that as he came into contact with some affairs, such as Tianyao No.1, such as laboratories, such as Tianmen, his dreams gradually became richer, and he was no longer a mere zombie hunting him Falling into the dry well fragment, there are still many isolated island scenes.

This made him puzzled. In his memory, he had never been to an isolated island, and there was no dry well in the people and things he experienced.

After thinking for a while, Ye Tianlong muttered: "Did I miss a memory?"

He felt that it was necessary to find a hypnotist or psychologist to interfere with himself, or he would dream of exhaustion sooner or later.

You know, every dream consumes no less than seven times a night.

"Brother, you are awake."

When Ye Tianlong breathed out a buffer, Han Qinhu rushed in from the door, grasping Ye Tianlong's hand, as excited as a chicken blood:

"You finally wake up. If you don't wake up anymore, Tianmo and the others will go to me and send you to the hospital for a good examination."

Tian Mo and Canshou also showed up one after another, watching Ye Tianlong waking up with a sigh of relief.

Ye Tianlong was taken aback for a moment: "Don't I just faint? Is it necessary to go to the hospital?"

At the same time, he glanced around at his surroundings, a 20-square-meter bedroom, one bed, one table and one chair, and some training content on the wall.

Ye Tianlong quickly made a judgment: This is a stronghold under the Tiger Division.

"You are more than fainting so simple?"

Han Qinhu hurried to pour a glass of water and handed it to Ye Tianlong, slurping it: "After you passed out, you started to sleep quietly for an hour."

"When we bring you back here to heal your wounds, you will be like a ghost's upper body, screaming from time to time, shaking from time to time, and occasionally smiling like a baby."

Han Qinhu spoke solemnly: "If I hadn't graduated from a correspondence course, knowing that there are no ghosts in this world, I would like to ask a few witches to do things."

Ye Tianlong's face was surprised: "Am I crying and laughing? Is this abnormal?"

Han Qinhu nodded together.

"Ye Shao!"

"Mr. Ye!"

When Ye Tianlong was depressed that he did weird things, two people walked in the door, Ning Caiwei and Sister Feng, who had changed their clean clothes, walked in.

Ye Tianlong put down the cup in his hand, his face was very happy: "Caiwei, Sister Feng, are you all right?"

Han Qinhu took the topic with a smile: "Ms. Ning just scratched a little bit of skin, was a little frightened, and there was no injury."

"I took her over because I was worried that Song Zhu would retaliate."

He told Ye Tianlong: "Sister Feng has external and internal injuries, and her shoulder is pierced by a dagger, but she is not life-threatening and she can move freely."

Ning Caiwei smiled and turned around: "Mr. Ye, don't worry, I have nothing to do, but I don't dare to sleep alone."

Sister Feng also coughed: "Ye Shao, you don't have to worry about me, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, this kind of injury is commonplace."

"I haven't been beaten by the villagers for being a policeman in Baishizhou. That time, my internal organs were almost beaten out by the villagers."

Her words immediately caused everyone to laugh, Ye Tianlong also remembered that night, he called for the police to come, and thousands of people besieged Sister Feng.

If you don’t fight and don’t know each other, and recalling the same life and death last night, Ye Tianlong’s smile is even more gentle: “It’s fine if it’s all right, or I’ll be guilty for a lifetime.

"Song Zhu and the others came for me, dragging down you innocent, and killing more people can't make up."

Ning Caiwei ran to Ye Tianlong and poured him another glass of water: "What is a drag? We are good friends."

"You helped me so much. I saw you being chased and killed. If I didn't help you, how could my conscience live my life?"

Ning Caiwei is a very ordinary girl who is afraid of blood, bad people, and death, but she knows what love is.

In the face of the vicious white dysentery, Ning Caiwei could not fight, let alone kill the enemy, but as long as she could block a knife with her body and let Ye Tianlong die for a while, she would not hesitate.

Therefore, she did not avoid the white dysentery last night, but she bravely took it with her chest.

Ye Tianlong shook her hand: "No matter what, you should hide at that time."

"If you have the strength to drive them away, I will definitely hide and not give them a chance to be a hostage, but you were left with a breath. What's the point of hiding?"

Ning Caiwei raised a smile: "You are going to die, I hide but die a while later, it is better to die together."

Ye Tianlong didn't say that she was stupid anymore, and spit out two words softly: "Thank you."

Ning Caiwei handed the water glass over and smiled and said, "Drink water!"

"Thank you!"

Ye Tianlong took Ning Caiwei's water glass, and then looked up at Han Qinhu: "By the way, how is the situation outside?"

"The wind is calm!"

Han Qinhu said all the things Ye Tianlong wanted to know: "The body on the construction site was cleaned up immediately, and the explosion on the mountain road was also blocked by the police with a rainy road slippery car."

"The oriole arrived at the scene and wanted to track Song Zhu's trace, but it was temporarily unable to lock it due to too long time."

He added the last sentence: "Song Zhu's group of people disappeared from our sight like the world has evaporated. Tianmo wants to kill a few and has nowhere to start."

"It's okay. If you can run, the monk can't run to the temple. Song Zhu is the Interpol. This is his protective clothing and his reminder."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Tianlong's eyes: "A few days later, I will pull him out personally to pay for the dead brother of Shandao."

Sister Feng said, "Not only Song Zhu has to pay, but Liang Xiucai should also pay for it."