Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Cheng Yuanzheng was shivering all over, his pupils were dilated, and his veins were exposed!

His bloodshot eyes stared hard at Yao Wang, and his lips were chapped and bleeding. "You bastard! I will kill you one day!"

Yao Wang shook his red hair, spinning a pen in his hand, admiring his masterpiece.

"Young Master Ji, don't be so impulsive. You are still a patient. It is not good to be so irritable."

He waved his hand and gave instructions nonchalantly.

"This plaster is full again. Let's change it."

Cheng Yuanzheng's struggling movements stopped, and his muscles became so tense that they twitched.

Yao Wang kindly reminded me.

"Be careful. Young Master Ji is an abandoned disciple of Wudang. He has been practicing boy's skills since he was a child. Don't capsize in the gutter."

The white coat expressionlessly took out a syringe and stabbed it quickly and accurately.

After pushing forward the potion and waiting for two seconds, Cheng Yuanzheng rolled his eyes and collapsed, sweating profusely. The sweat had a strange smell, and he even felt a little dizzy after smelling it for a long time.

Yao Wang frowned in disgust, turned around and left the room.

The room is airtight, with no windows or vents, and is monitored 24 hours a day to record the most realistic data on human drug trials.

Ji Fengyun's performance was the best. His strong physique since he was a child practicing martial arts was extraordinary. Even if he lost his memory and was seriously injured, he was still stronger than other garbage.

Yao Wang attaches great importance to him, no, the entire organization attaches great importance to Ji Dashao's test results.

If he can survive to the end, it will herald the success of the organizational experiment.

They will officially launch the "Creation" plan. They will not have to lick blood with their swords and hide their heads and tails. Instead, they can walk in the world openly and enjoy the rights of countless wealth and beautiful women...

"How about it?"

Eisen was dressed in a pure white European-style palace dress, with blond hair tied back, and a face as flawless as ice, just like Dionysus, the god of wine in Greek mythology, so handsome that it was indistinguishable from male to female.

"not bad."

Yao Wang turned the pen in his hand like a naughty student.

But if someone really dares to underestimate him like this, he will definitely regret it.

"Be careful, Godfather is very concerned about our progress. Adolf's side has entered the next stage, and we are already lagging behind."

Eisen spoke with an arrogant British accent and glanced at the tightly closed metal door, as if talking about the sunny weather at the moment and whether there would be a sudden rain later.

"I have confidence in Mr. Ji."

Yao Wang smiled evilly, looked at the plaster that was carefully cut in half, removed, and then glued together, and raised his chin at Aisen.

"How is my masterpiece? Have you made any progress?"

Eisen looked at the silver mess on the plaster with an expressionless face and nodded lightly.

"Your study with that comic master was very effective. If he were still alive, I believe he would have improved your drawing skills to the next level."

Yao Wang raised the corner of his lips, and the pen in his hand turned around to create a circle of afterimages.

"I'm familiar with Emma. Even the mole on the inner thigh is drawn just right. You're just a little bit behind, but this is something that a teacher can't teach you."

"There is an old saying in China that the master leads the way, and the practice lies in the individual. I want to improve my painting skills and become a veritable cartoon master, but what I lack is practice."

He put his arm frivolously on Eisen's shoulders, and the shiny black leather coat contrasted sharply with the snow-white dress.

"Eisen, you are the most perfect model I have ever seen, a gift from the Creator! Let's go to the hot springs together!"

Aisen's eyebrows were motionless, and his thin red lips looked like blood.

"I think you should go and take a look at our Ji now, and don't let him be ruined by you so quickly. You don't want to disappoint me, right?"

Yao Wang froze, retracted his arm pretending to be natural, and went back to the room laughing.

"Yes, baby."