Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 472 - 82: Tyrant

Even though he had once been forcibly split into personalities by chaotic will, even though he had encountered the darkest things in the world.

But in some respects, Song Que was still a pure person.

After all, he was someone who had never married and did not support premarital relations, a part of his old-fashioned values.

So even with Diana making such obvious hints, he still did not catch on to what was going on.

It wasn't until Diana discarded her coat and continued to unbutton her blouse underneath that he realized.

Only then did Song Que understand that Diana intended to do to him what was described in biology textbooks.

He was shocked.

In terms of physical development, Diana's assets made even Tang boast with proud achievement.

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The genes of test subjects were mostly superior; Yuanwu, Akasi, these with handsome faces, were actually only above average in the test subjects.

But Song Que and Akasi, at least had the mystery bonus of Easterners.

Diana was also quite good-looking and had used hypnosis to wrong many test subjects.

Her eyes sparkled. She breathed heavily.

The thought of having at her mercy the man once considered the most talented in the world, the dream lover of countless Eastern girls, excited her.

She even thanked the clown.

The clown at the headquarters of the Evolution Zone was a psychologist who seemed very kind.

While working as a hypnotist, he also helped some of the test subjects and even staff members deal with negative emotions.

Until one day the clown went mad, doing some terrible things.

The cameras in the SSS-level laboratory were removed.

Because the clown's infectious power was too strong, even if he was not on the scene, it seemed that just by monitoring through the cameras, one could be infiltrated by that terrifying laughter, that evil smile.

Now that Diana turned everything off, only she knew what happened in this lab.

Whatever she wanted to do to Song Que, she could do to Song Que.

Once the clothes became significantly fewer, Song Que finally confirmed his suspicions.

This was a situation he must resist, Song Que was planning how to maximize the benefits.

Diana let out a seductive smile; in her hand appeared a whip without knowing when.

As a contemporary outstanding youth who, like Tang Xian, recognized and upheld the core values of socialism, Song Que finally took action.

Diana noticed that something changed in Song Que's consciousness, as if he became more lucid.

"Oh, did my figure excite you, so you reacted? That's wonderful!"

Who would want to play games with someone unemotional and unaware of resistance?

Wouldn't it be more fun to hear Song Que's cries, to hear him wail like a bottom?

Diana wasn't worried about what Song Que could do to her.

Song Que also realized that his strength had become exceptionally weak due to the injections.

During last night's actions, to deal with that guard, he could only choose to lure him outside for a sneak attack.

The situation was tough.

There was only one chance to knock Diana unconscious, just like last night, it had to be a one-strike success.

Song Que calmed down.

Letting Diana start to toy with him, he calmly contemplated what to do after knocking out Diana.

How could he make it look like nothing had happened?

He was also waiting for the moment when Diana would completely let down her guard.

Fortunately, heaven didn't make it hard for Song Que; when Diana looked at Song Que's even muscles and showed an infatuated expression, she lowered her head, bending over.

This was a posture most men hoped their girlfriends would know.

But Song Que had no such distractions.

This position brought Diana's head extremely close to Song Que's waist.

Generally, men would place their hands on a woman's head at this time.

Song Que did indeed do this, but Diana was not surprised; she was too experienced, seeming to take such things for granted.

However, what Song Que did next caught her off guard.

Without a second thought, Song Que lifted his left knee, delivering a Thai boxing style kick to Diana's face.

The swift kick caught Diana completely by surprise.

The strike broke her front teeth and collapsed her nose.

Blood dripped onto the clean floor of the laboratory with a plop.

Song Que smiled and said,

"Thai boxing truly is a practical combat skill. Actually, I know other combat techniques as well, but I hope I won't need to use them on you again."

The immense pain and the dizziness in her brain stopped Diana's movements.

Song Que's smile and tone seemed to indicate that he was completely lucid.

Diana had great confidence in her brainwashing; once successful, even if the prey was subjected to strong stimuli, they could not possibly become so abruptly lucid.

Unless... the brainwashing had never been successful at all.

"You... you've been... pretending?" Song Que's kick blurred Diana's consciousness.

Song Que didn't speak but instead grabbed Diana's head and delivered another fierce elbow strike.

This strike completely knocked Diana out.

After dealing with everything, Song Que tore off Diana's communicator to prevent her from calling for help if she suddenly woke up.

Then he found Diana's coat thrown aside on an experimental apparatus.

From the coat, Song Que retrieved two syringes. Both were for causing neural relaxation.

This was as he thought, Diana had ultimately taken precautionary measures.

If her own consciousness became too lucid due to some stimulating behavior, she might be in for a shot.

He tore off the protective straps of the syringes and smiled,

"Fortunately, these days of hypnosis and brainwashing have also made me understand how to do this. I should be quite talented."