Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Fu Yancheng knew this voice. It was the uniformed man who appeared in the hall that day.

He was supposed to be having a meeting in that part of North America, but the research base was under surveillance everywhere. It was only a matter of time before he discovered the chaos here, but he didn't expect that he would discover it so early.

Fu Yancheng's mind turned quickly and he pushed open the door where the beasts were trapped. The beasts walked out slowly with heavy steps.

Yue Zhan stood nearby and asked.

"Is it useful? The chaos we created seemed to be solved by a strange ringtone. I think the people here have been hypnotized for a long time. As long as they hear the ringtone, no matter what situation they are in, they will wake up immediately. .”

"It works. This group of beasts has also been tamed. If you let them out, they will just want to escape crazily. They only dare to eat people thrown into the cage. When they meet people outside the cage, they will show very fear. If they are afraid, they will go crazy, take advantage of their crazy time to look for Sang Tinggu."

Sang Tingyu and Yue Zhan came in on the same day, but they never found him.

Fu Yancheng was already a little worried. If Sang Tingyu was not among these grassroots personnel, then he could only be in the experimental subjects.

If he was dragged into an experiment, would he survive?

All the wild beasts came out of their cages, and just as Fu Yancheng said, they howled and crashed everywhere in the space, always looking for an opening to escape.

The researchers had already calmed down, but when they saw the beasts knocking over machines and medicine bottles, the scene was filled with uproar.

Fu Yancheng and Yue Zhan have searched three areas, including the experimental subjects in the glass box, but they have not found Sang Tinggu. Where else can people go?

Fu Yancheng raised his head, looked around, and finally his heart trembled slowly.

He started walking back.

Yue Zhan could only keep up.

After walking to the original hall, Fu Yancheng went to the test box in the corner.

This test box is on the back of No. 8. Because Experiment No. 8 is too ferocious, no one has dared to approach it, so no one cares about the back of it.

There is a man hanging in a large glass box. The clothes on the man's body have disappeared, leaving only a pair of shorts to cover up his shame.In addition to the man, there is a woman sitting on a chair.

The woman's nails were very long, and there were bloodstains in them. Her hair just reached her shoulders, revealing a well-behaved face.

She is indeed very well-behaved. At least when you see her for the first time, you will think that she is a student.

But just when Fu Yancheng and Yue Zhan stood outside the glass box, the obedient man suddenly bared his teeth and rushed over.

But she couldn't break through the test box, so she just looked at the two people outside ferociously.

The hanging man lowered his head and remained motionless, but Yue Zhan was very familiar with this person. Isn't this Sang Tingyu?

"Fuck it! Court press!"

He shouted, but saw a machine next to him. The machine was monitoring the situation in the cage, and there was a string of data on the screen.

On October [-]st, mating failed.

On October [-]nd, mating failed.

On October [-]rd, mating failed.
Yue Zhan's scalp was numb. What the hell was his brother doing?

So the girls locked up in the same glass room are the ones Sang Tingyu wants to serve?
Yue Zhan's lips twitched hard and he was stunned for a few seconds before asking Fu Yancheng.

"How do you open this glass box?"

Sang Tingyu never raised his head from beginning to end. He had obviously fallen into a coma. If he remained in a coma, would he die?
"Fu Yancheng?"

Yue Zhan shouted again and turned to look at Fu Yancheng's face, only to find that this man also had a speechless expression.

Obviously, neither of them expected that Eucalyptus mulberry would be used.
It would be an understatement to say it was a great shame and humiliation. (End of chapter)