Traveling to the present: the white-collar life of the queen

Chapter 297 The old rules

All the lights in the room were turned on, and it was as bright as day in an instant.

"Qingqing, how are you?!" Zhang Yifan asked anxiously.

Qingqing let out a "huh" and realized that Zhang Yifan was actually here. When Zhang Yifan came just now, Qingqing was already in a state of confusion, and after her soul left her body, the room was dimly lit. Zhang Yifan, who was not far away, was not found. After seeing it, he was both surprised and happy, and more worried.

"Brother Zhang, why are you here?!" Seeing that Zhang Yifan was also tied to the test bench, Qingqing guessed that she was implicated by herself, feeling very guilty in her heart.

Zhang Yifan smiled slightly, looked at Qingqing with encouraging eyes, and said:
"I'm the same as you. I was caught by these beasts and used as a guinea pig."

His tone was so relaxed, Qingqing knew that he was afraid that he would be sad and blame himself, and the encouragement was because he was afraid that he would give up on himself.

Although Qingqing knew that she would not die, old man Yue said that he would punish her three times, and this was only two times, so she was not worried about dying, but her feet really hurt.

Zhang Yifan thought that when the matter came to this point, he would be murdered to silence him, while Qingqing, even if she was alive, could only be a machine manipulated by them, her heart was sour, but she still had a smile on her face .

"Hey! You beasts, the experiment is over. Now that you have figured out the origin of my aunt, why are you still chaining me?! This test bench is so cold, if you don't let go, I will bite my tongue and kill myself!" Qingqing said again. Cursing is threatening again.

Although they are not worried that Qingqing will leave this room, even if she dies, her soul cannot be separated from her, but they will never let Qingqing die, and it will be more convincing if she is there, so Professor Sun used a With a wink, the two assistants got Qingqing off the test bench, but still tied her limbs with ropes, tightly bound.

After all, Qingqing is not an ordinary girl, she knows martial arts.

"How does he deal with it?" Seeing that the two professors were making pictures and materials of the results of the experiment just now, He Jingjing pointed to Zhang Yifan and asked.

Professor Sun spit out three words without raising his head: "Old rules!"

Zhang Yifan's expression turned cold, and he gave Qingqing a final reluctant look. He had already guessed his fate since he was put in the cell, and the three words that the old man said with a blank face meant death of course.

(End of this chapter)