MTL - Laws of the Other World-Chapter 64 Movie screen in my mind

Zhou Yu knows that ink night is not here, all this is just the feeling of ink night design.

Ink night retired from Zhou Yu's lips, his eyes fell down, and the original soft line of sight suddenly became extremely powerful, crushing Zhou Yu's nerves.

Zhou Yu struggled. He has always been a person with strong self-control ability. But at this moment, all his nerves that mobilized his limbs seemed to be tightly bound.

The ink night slammed up, and this time his kiss was as warm as he wanted to take away everything from Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu’s lips became the battlefield between the two, and the ink night swept Zhou Yu’s tongue, disintegrating his will to destroy his defense.

Zhou Yu fell backwards, and his back was held by the hands of the ink night before touching the ground.

The ink night pressed on his body, with one hand on the neck of Zhou Yu. He has locked his prey, and there is a kind of eye in his eyes. To devour all the power, Zhou Yu felt a fear for the first time.

This fear has nothing to do with losing life.

The kiss of the ink night seems to crush the skull of Zhou Yu. The kind of kiss that is very artistic in the movie, Zhou Yu thought that there would be no reality in reality, but the ink night presented it. The night of the ink, the madness of the ink night, all infused into the body of Zhou Yu, infiltrated into his limbs, and each of his cells was branded as a night of ink. No matter where you go, no matter what happens, Zhou Yu will always remember the existence of the ink night, and can't refuse to ignore it.

Zhou Yu has an illusion of being killed by the other side.

"Do you know that you almost died today? Do you know that I will never see you again if I almost miss it? This is something that I can't tolerate, and today you are stepping on my bottom line again and again. You Let me feel fear." The sound of the ink night is calm, but there is a strong strength in this calm.

What he said is true, Zhou Yu’s intuition tells himself.

But at the same time he is telling himself, don't forget that he is a s-class creature, and everything he said has his purpose.

"Is there anyone in the base that you care about, Zhou Yu?"

His voice was so gentle that Zhou Yu remembered that he was still pretending to be the night spirit, and he felt the feeling of her back fluff.

Zhou Yu couldn't speak. He knew that ink night could understand all his thoughts.

"Ah - yes, the most important person should be Zhou Qing!"

In the night, I looked at Zhou Qing, who was sleeping on the chair.

"Well, if one day you die, I will make Zhou Qing my nutrition. What do you think?"

Still a gentle tone, Zhou Yu felt terrible.

"If you do anything to Zhou Qing, I will not let you go, even if you are chasing you to the abyss of hell, even if you are a s-class creature."

Zhou Yu’s eyes are cold.

Ink night also laughed, but there was a hint of self-deprecating between his eyebrows: "If you don't want me to start with Zhou Qing, then remember to be alive... Otherwise, Zhou Qing's life will be my revenge for you. means."

"Is it important for you to live? Is it because you need my blood? If so, you can choose another person." Zhou Yu did not understand the persistence of ink night.

The world is so big, so many choices.

"It's a pity that there is always only one Zhou Yu in your world or in Nibelungen."

He leaned down and his nose touched the tip of Zhou Yu's nose gently. This is an extremely gentle gesture.

Zhou Yu subconsciously smashed his knees, and all the sensory nerves became slender and sensitive. Even the instantaneous temperature of the ink nose was transmitted to every cell of his body.

At this time, Zhou Qing’s voice suddenly sounded: “What happened to Zhou Yu! How can it fall to the ground!”

Zhou Yu blinked his eyes, and the figure that belonged to the ink night disappeared completely.

"I... just want to lie for too long and want to get up, I didn't expect..."

Zhou Qing saw Zhou Yu stand up innocently and exhaled.

"You will sleep for so long after you come back, really scared me! And you know..."

Zhou Qing hesitated for a while without saying the words behind.

"What should I know? What happened to you tell me! Is it that Wu Yun has something wrong!"

"No... not the big brother of Wu Yun. It is the member you brought back. He was infected by the virus in the dead dahlia. His current dna... has been very different from human beings. We found that A large section of genes that are very similar to the dead dahlia...that is, the virus can alienate humans into Nibelung's creatures."

This virus will break the barrier of difference between the two world creatures. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

"Have you found Dr. Turin?" Zhou Yu asked.

"No... Mr. Song is now preparing for the arrest of Dr. Turin. If your body recovers, I think you and Wu Yun may have to leave this base! I really don't want you to face Dr. Turin. I am really scared that you will be infected with this virus because of accidents... I don't want you to become Dr. Turin. You haven't heard of Wu Yun's description. It's not human, it's a monster!" This is Zhou Qingdi. Once, the mood is out of control.

Zhou Yu hugged Zhou Qing and patted his back and said, "Don't worry, I won't have anything! You see, I have come back alive with so many conditions, maybe in Nibelung, I The luck is much better than Wu Yun."

After the doctor's examination confirmed that Zhou Yu's body was fully recovered, he left the ward and returned to his room.

In the narrow empty room, Zhou Yu once again remembered the ink night, he did not dare to close his eyes, he was afraid that once he fell asleep, he would enter his mind again, or he would always be there, but he was crouching , silent observation.

Zhou Yu’s lips still seem to have the temperature of the ink night. He lifted his fingers and covered them. His fingers did not touch the lips, and he let go.

On the evening of Wu Yun, Wu Yun prepared a celebration party. In addition to him, Li Qian also had Li Qian. They ate steaks in the staff restaurant and drank special beer. Just next to the table was looking down at the side of the information. Professor Bai who is eating rice.

He wears rimless glasses and wears a white researcher, and his eyelashes are long and elegant.

Perhaps it is felt that Zhou Yu has been watching himself, Bai Yingting raised his eyes and smiled.

Zhou Yu walked over to him and sat down: "Thank you for taking care of Zhou Qing during this time. I know that you are studying the virus together. I really want to know what kind of virus is for Nibelungen's creatures." influences?"

"You can really get straight to the point. When you sit down, you want to put out my research results." Bai Yingting touched the frame of his glasses. "Of course, all this is a guess. In my opinion, this virus will cause Nibelon." The roots of the creatures are unable to reproduce their offspring. But reproduction is the instinct of all living things, so in order to continue to breed, they have evolved another way, which is to alienate other creatures, and Dr. Turin is the most successful example. It is said that Mr. Song has locked its position according to Dr. Turing's locator. He sent a whole team of field teams on the two days of your sleepiness, but do you know what the result is?"

"They are all overwhelmed by the army?"

It is expected that the rash will be taken without knowing certain biological characteristics.

"Okay, they can't come back anyway. Dr. Turin turned them into lizards, and he will soon have his own army."

Bai Yingting changed his sitting position. He looked at Zhou Yu with his chin. At that moment, Zhou Yu suddenly felt that he had an inexplicable similarity with the ink night.

They all have a calm and calm temperament.

"Do you know, Zhou Qing really admires you, including your good friend Wu Yun, and even Mr. Song can feel his difference to you. In his opinion, other field personnel can't do things. It will be miraculously finished in your hands."

"You want to tell me, good luck can't always care for me?"

"I want to tell you, you have to ask yourself, are these really your good fortune?" Bai Yingting extended his fingers and gently touched Zhou Yu's eyebrows.

Yes, his good fortune...falling the angel's horn, the man who saved him is the ink night. Became the successor of Elpis' memory, because Elpis said Zhou Yu was chosen by "he". Who is that "he"? It seems that it may be ink night. On the night island, if it is not ink night, he and Wu Yun are not likely to live. It was also the ink night that fell into the nest of the King of the Silver King, when his heart was pierced. The last time the base was attacked by the night spirit cultivated by Dr. Carlos, they almost became their nutrition... Zhou Yu can successfully return to the original world, still because of the ink night.

Not to mention this time facing the death dahlia.

Next time, can he still be born again after robbery?

"Oh, yes... Dr. Turin has completely removed the tracker from his hand. Although he was alienated by the dead dahlia, he still retains human intelligence. Song sent a helicopter to Dr. Turin. The aerial tracking was only transmitted for more than 20 seconds. The helicopter was crashed by the giant bird attacked by Dr. Turin.” Bai Yingting stood up and his eyes fell from a height. “Do you know what it means? ?"

Zhou Yu replied: "This means that Dr. Turin has the ability to manipulate creatures below his level, just like a-level creatures."

"So this situation makes Mr. Song have to consider whether he will send another field personnel without any preparation, and the sheep will enter the tiger's mouth, and even send the alienated material to Dr. Turin. He should not do it again. But Mr. Song is impossible to give up." After that, Bai Yingting left.

A week later, Zhou Yu and Wu Yun and other field elites received a notice and went to the core conference room of the base.

There are about a dozen people attending the conference, all of whom are the most experienced and have survived countless missions.

Song did not say too much nonsense, and directly released the aerial picture.

In the picture, Dr. Turin walked between the mountains and forests. He wore a coat that was stripped from the field staff and crawled around a dozen lizards.

When the helicopter flew over Dr. Turin's head, he looked up with his pockets, and the face was no different from ordinary humans, and even a little graceful and leisurely. But the golden eyes are strange and demon. His sight seemed to penetrate the picture and entered the depths of the people's minds at the place.

This feeling of sneak into the depths of thinking makes Zhou Yu associate with the ink night. The difference is that the smile of the ink night always carries the aristocratic elegance, and it is inexplicable to appreciate the gestures. No matter how Zhou Yu tightens his mind, he will subconsciously relax the alert because of a small movement of the ink night.

auzw.com But Dr. Turin has a bloodthirsty killing.

There was a smile on his lips, and in the next second, a dozen strange birds rushed from all directions to the helicopter, swooping and striking with a determined momentum.

The helicopter released a sonic bomb, the first group of strange birds were shaken, and the second group rushed up. The sonic bomb did not have enough time to start, and the helicopter crashed after a few seconds.

Everyone exhaled a breath, and Zhou Yu also subconsciously clenched his fingers. Dr. Turing made people feel that there was no weakness, even if he was close to him.

Song Zhi still kept his arms and sat in front of everyone. His gaze swept through everyone as if they had already understood their inner thoughts, their inner weakness and fear.

The room was dead.

Song Zhi said: "The helicopter will send you to Turin's attack. There is no doubt that it is suicidal, so we will take a long-range attack. There is no shortage of excellent helicopter driving among you. And accurate snipers. I hope these two talents work together. I look forward to your test results."

"Looking forward to our test results? What test?" Wu Yun has a bad feeling.

Somebody showed a puzzled expression at the place.

Song Zhi went on to say: "I will give you a day to stabilize your mood."

"that's it?"

"What is the target of sniper? Turin?"

"What is the test rule?"

Everyone talked a lot, but Song did not answer the meaning. He got up and sorted out his clothes corner: "Distracted."

"Mom." Wu Yun screamed in a low voice.

When Zhou Yu left the venue, Song Zhi came to his side and said with a calm but only Zhou Yu can hear: "If I were you, I would go see the ink night."

That name made Zhou Yu’s eyebrows tremble slightly. Song Zhi did not know, perhaps at this moment, the ink night has long been through Zhou Yu's vision and hearing, like a movie audience, watching them.

"I won't go." Zhou Yu said coldly.

Before he could figure out the true intentions of the ink night and his position on the ink night, seeing him again would only disturb his thinking.

Song Zhi smiled: "You will go. Unless you want us to continue to make mistakes made before, only the ink night will give you the right answer."

This mission also includes Wu Yun, Zhou Yu does not want anyone who cares about any danger. He knew that Song Zhi was right, he had to go to see the ink night.

When he came back to the glass wall again, it was already midnight. In addition to the rotating researchers and patrols, everyone has fallen asleep.

The room in the night is bright as white, and he stands in the opposite side of the glass with his pockets, seemingly waiting for a lot of time.

This room is not big, but Zhou Yu knows that the night can see all the cockroaches through his own eyes.

His smile seems to have been meticulously calculated, and the curvature is beautiful, and the nerves of Zhou Yu are passed.

Everything about him seems to be to please Zhou Yu, based on Zhou Yu's aesthetic.

"You know that I won't answer any of your questions for free." The ink side turned his face, and the light and shadow left a vague shadow on his face.

Zhou Yu calmly and indifferently asked: "So what price do you want?"

"If I said I want you, would you give it to me?"

The expression of the ink night is somewhat childish, which reminds Zhou Yu that he is still looking at himself with such innocent eyes when he is still in the night spirit.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but doubt, this is the eye of the ink night, or just the highest level of camouflage of the s-class creatures, even if it is insightful, it is like a child to relax and guard.

"Song Zhi has already sent you my blood, isn't it? If you don't have enough, I don't care if I take it."

The ink night suddenly licked his stomach, and he laughed. His eyelashes trembled and the light danced between his eyelashes.

"Zhou Yu, you are so cute, I said that I want you, but you said that you can give me all your blood. It seems to be two different things... just like I said that I want the world, but you But only gave me a grain of sand."

"So what do you want? I don't know what else I can give you."

"Do you understand the meaning of the so-called "all"? The language is a human invention, but you don't seem to be as good as me. Zhou Yu, you have all of me. And now I can only retreat to the next, accompany How about watching a movie?"

Zhou Yu replied: "I am sorry, there is no TV set here."

Ink night shrugged his shoulders: "You can use the phone."

Zhou Yu’s expression is still the same, but his mind reminds him of holding the ink night and watching the scene of “Rejuvenation”.

No matter how you remember, you must exercise restraint.

"I am sorry that my mobile phone has been confiscated by Juli Group, when I am here."

"It's a pity, Zhou Yu. But you know there is another way for me to see the movie." Ink night stretched out his fingers and slammed the glass.

And Zhou Yu’s body is generally uncontrollable. He also extended his hand and pointed his finger at the place where every ink night was knocked.

The **** have the same rhythm and the same position, but they can't be touched.

"Oh? What method?" Zhou Yu was not angry with the matter of controlling himself at night.

"Imagine in your brain where the most touching thing in the movie, you know I can see it, please let me see it."

Zhou Yu closed his eyes and slowly outlined the final picture of the movie: Benjamin was caught in the arms of the baby after he became a baby. The old Tracy seems to be comforting Benjamin, telling him that even if the time of the two goes in the opposite direction, they will still have each other tightly and move toward different priorities. The daylight warmed through their shadows, leaving a meaningful shadow.

This has always been the favorite picture of Zhou Yu, and the best ending he imagined in his own ink night.

At that moment, the picture slowly faded and became a scene of holding a dark night and watching a movie on a mobile phone.

"Is this your intention?" Zhou Yu opened his eyes and looked at the ink night.

Ink night smiled and said: "If my ability can be an excuse for your time with me, then admit it anyway. Or I will give you another excuse. When you say to yourself, don't think about the night. On the contrary, your brain will be hinted that you will always think about me."

"What you mean is that I think of you in my mind, not because you made it all, but because of my suggestion to myself?"

"I mean that your defense against me is too serious, but the stronger the defense is often because you know you are about to fall."

The ink night tends to the glass. The breath of his speech casts a layer of faint mist on the glass. The black glass-like eyes are also blurred. Because of this, Zhou Yu has a deeper desire to see. Know his inner **.

"I know that I am about to use up your patience today. What is the first question you want to ask me?"

"Tell me how you think you can kill Dr. Turin." Zhou Yu said.

Ink night sneered and replied: "The most direct and effective method you know is very clear, that is, let me control your body. I will solve it like killing the dead dahlia, as long as you become the carrier of my ability."

"Then I think the method of Song Zhi is more effective."

"Oh, Song Zhi's method, let's listen." Ink night asked with interest.

“The sniper rides the helicopter, outside his control and attack range, killing him with a shot.”

"So, do you know how many meters of Turing's ability to control effectively? And it can also detect helicopters by controlling other creatures. Maybe you think that the distance of 1000 meters is enough, but maybe it is still far away. Think about it. I am so far away from me that I can enter your body for nerve impulse control, as does Dr. Turin."

In the night, I looked at Zhou Yu with the expression of the child. It seems that you are failing to do today's homework.

The author has something to say: Originally, regarding the comments of Song Zhi, I want to ignore the idea of ​​avoiding being affected. However, after reading the building that was covered by several readers, a blood didn't spit out and blocked the panic.

I don't know how many readers here are taking part in the work. The simplest one is that you don't understand, it's called being in your position. He is the supervisor, so he has to follow the orders of the Juli Group. When sending soldiers to the front line, the soldiers who sent the soldiers can say that there is danger that they will die, so they will not go? Song Zhi has such a Madonna, Juli Group will change to another colder person.

You said that he slag, for example, is his **** for his own slag?

When did he not let as many people as possible live within his ability?

Song Zhizhen is really the Virgin you think, the base has long since disappeared.

Finally, I said that I have never written him as a black person, but please don’t say that because this character is not kind, like the Virgin, he is not black, otherwise you are such a self. Under hypnosis, I just didn't forcibly wash the white, and there was more to pave the way ahead. You fall into your own thinking, that is, God can't let you understand the world. Readers who want to work in the society to understand what is "position" should be able to understand what I mean.