The 125th chapter girl's lamentation (1)
"It's really rare to have no pupils. It's so necessary to study it."
Looking at Isabella lying quietly on the hospital bed, the medical officer rubbed his hands excitedly and told the assistant beside him: "Be sure to tell all the adults that it doesn't matter how you play. The key is that these eyes are, please take them out intact."
"I understand, then, should I send it to the lecture room now? Can her body hold on?"
"When she wakes up naturally, the subject can express his emotions fully when he is awake. At that time, there is more fun in preaching. There is a slight burn in her respiratory tract, but it does not affect adults' use. No medicine is needed. It will be fine if you take a rest for two or three days."
"So, we now..."
The medical officer smiled strangely at his assistant: "Of course it's a palpation. You must understand her physical ability and characteristics, otherwise, how can you provide the best service to the adults and men?"
The assistant sighed softly.
Of course, the medical officer knew what this sigh meant, and laughed and said, "Come on, just let it go. The adults and men are tired of stocks and are in a hurry to ask for them for at most half an hour. Do you have any other ideas?"
The assistant said angrily: "It's really a senior official who is a senior. Such a top-notch product can't eat it."
"If you know it's a top-notch product, don't make meaningless fantasies. Besides, you're not good at comparing with the best, so come and cut her clothes open."
The assistant picked up the scissors and walked around the hospital bed, and said strangely: "She's tight-fitting shirt is tight enough, and she doesn't have a mouth? It's the same as it is on her body."
"Well? Well, really, I have never seen a knife put down this material. What if it hurts her body, what should I explain it to you?"
"Sir, her eyelids are moving!"
Isabella's eyelids twitched and she slowly opened her eyes.
Where is this? Was rescued?
I felt like I had difficulty breathing just now?
I was careless. There must be tiny invisible droplets of acid in the air, burning the respiratory tract. Fierce battles consumed a lot of oxygen. Well, this is important information, and I have to share it with Dake.
The priest is indeed not suitable for head-on battles.
My throat hurts so much, is there water?
A cup of water was handed to her eyes, and a wheat tube was inserted in it very considerately. Isabella looked up and saw two men wearing white masks standing beside her, smiling.
"Little girl, are you awake? Welcome to Nehull. This is the Nehull City Guards' Clinic. Your respiratory tract is burned and you can't speak for the time being. Have some water."
Isabella nodded gratefully and expressed her gratitude.
The doctor said: "You are very weak now, just lie down and drink, come on."
Isabella nodded shyly and sucked half a cup of water that the man brought over.
The two men were stunned.
The medical officer shook his hands and gently wiped away the water droplets splashed from the girl's lips. The tender touch made his head buzz, and he forgot what to say later.
This girl is so seductive!
The assistant swallowed hard and said, "Well, that, um, get ready, go to the preaching room. Come on, I'll carry you."
Of course the girl couldn't walk by herself. As soon as she was delivered, she poured her leaf and clover juice, and even a cow was numb.
Some adults and masters have a weird habit. They have to make girls behave well and wake them up. Really, I don’t think about how much trouble we medical officers have caused!
Isabella shook her head firmly and released the purification of herself.
The effect of the potion was dispelled without a trace. Isabella moved her wrists and ankles and jumped out of bed easily.
The medical officer and assistant were frightened.
This, this, this, the Holy Lord is above, and this is not a blue at all!
The medical officer calmly said: "According to Nehel's urban management regulations, outsiders must accept the preaching and understand the various city management regulations before they can move within the designated scope. Please go to the preaching room."
"Oh, OK. So, where is the preaching room?"
The medical officer secretly said that this silly girl is so easy to deceive. After entering the lecture room, I am not afraid that you will not accept it: "I'll lead the way, please come with me."
Isabella followed the medical officer, walked out from the back door of the clinic, turned around and entered the basement. She walked down the stairs for four or five floors, passed through several large iron gates guarded by guards, and came to the preaching room.
"Ah, are those puppets more than ten meters tall just now security forces? Are this still used in the hospital?"
"Yes, my beautiful lady. Because the city is too big, there are many people, and the medical resources are too short, sometimes there is an omission. In order to prevent some patients' families from doing extreme behavior, the city hall specially allocated armed forces to ensure the safety of the hospital."
"Oh, it turns out that the relationship between your office and the city hall is so good. Haven't you arrived yet?"
"It's here, right ahead. We can't go there, please go there yourself."
"Okay, thank you two uncles."
The medical officer and assistant stared at the girl's soft curve greedily from behind, until the girl disappeared into the gloomy gate, she smacked her lips with regret and left.
As soon as Isabella entered the door, she felt a clear fluctuation of magic energy, which made her alert. Moreover, the surrounding walls were filled with sharp iron spikes, and flying carpets were passing by from time to time. Every thirty or fifty meters, there were high whistle towers.
"Prison? This characteristic of magic power fluctuations... Oops, all communications are blocked. I would have contacted Dark just now."
She looked around vigilantly and walked forward slowly.
Suddenly, ringing sounds everywhere!
She was startled and looked around instinctively.
At this moment, an iron cage on his head slammed down, placing her tightly inside.
She reacted very quickly, putting a holy light shield on herself, and then the light-type magic energy was transformed into a holy light battle knife, aimed at the iron cage, and slashed it with a fierce sword, which could cut off the magic energy that could cut off the armor of the war puppet!
However, the blade slashed the iron cage and burst out with a dazzling earth-yellow luster. She felt her head buzzing and fainted on the ground.
In front of the monitoring magic circle, three fat men with big ears laughed loudly.
"The girl is quite fierce. If it weren't for the magical feedback, she wouldn't be able to withstand her."
A black-breasted man leaned over and looked at the instructions, and said, "It's quite fierce. The power of the knife just now can cut off the battle puppet with one knife and two swords; the magic energy can rebound 75% of the magic damage, but it's just fainted. The girl's mental power and magic energy resistance are not ordinary.
"I just like wild roses with thorns! Hurry up, ask someone to drag them in and serve them all, I can't help it!"
Isabella shivered and woke up after a bucket of cold water poured on her.
There were huge braziers around, dark stone bricks on the ground, and various torture instruments stood in the corners of the walls. He was tied up with his hands and pressed down.
Behind were two burly men; in front of them were three fat men with a smile on their faces, one with a bald head, one with a black-breasted hair, and the other with a crooked mouth and squint eyes.
The five people dressed in a uniform manner, only a loincloth.
Isabella had no expression on her face, and her red eyes were coldly staring at the three guys who were smiling but not smiling.
"Welcome to Nehel's preaching room," the bald man opened his arms and hugged enthusiastically. "Foreign girls, this is the paradise on earth, a preview of the temple, and a ladder to the ultimate joy and joy of mankind! Don't be afraid, all the foreign girls will take this lesson."
Seeing that Isabella was silent, the bald head continued to work hard: "Do you feel numb all over? Do you feel your heart is hot? Do you feel an uncontrollable desire is screaming, wanting to break through all the stale ethics and hypocritical words, and present the truest and most perfect self without reservation?"
Isabella almost vomited.
Three piles of rotten stinky meat!
But it's really hot. Did you give me medicine?
She was not wrong. When she was in a coma, she was filled with a large amount of nerve inhibitors and put a collar made of magic steel. In this way, once she tried to use any spell, she would be subjected to a violent magical backlash. At the Ponsatta Execution Field in Port Dolandsner, the executioners tortured Carlo in this way.
"All healing recovery and combat spells can't be used? However, if it's only this level, I can't surrender!"
The three perverts miscalculated.
The torture of hardship since childhood, the years of mental training and the career of a monk have already tempered the girl's spirit to be extremely tough; the bloody killing and adventure after adventure make her will extremely strong.
Finally, it was the influence of the cruel angel on her.
When fighting Aubrey on Alcatraz Island, in order to realize the potential of the cruel angel, she had to hurt herself to stimulate the cruel angel operation. However, from that time, she discovered a strange fact: the more painful it is, the more concentrated her spirit becomes, and the easier it is to launch the cruel angel.
She talked to George about this issue, and George was also surprised. The final conclusion was that it was likely that the brain was evading the stimulation of negative emotions, diverting attention, and focusing all the attention on another thing. If the mental power is highly concentrated, it is easier to activate the cruel angel.
Now, in her opinion, whether it is medicine, psychological suggestion, or simply torture, these are extremely ridiculous.
Come on, beasts, no matter what method you use, I will lose if you snort!
The bald man snapped his fingers, and the big man behind him stepped forward, grabbed her hair, squeezed her mouth roughly, and poured a bowl of miserable green and sticky soup.
This is a nerve stimulator extracted from plants, which will magnify all sensory stimulation ten times or dozens of times.
The bald man smiled kindly and said, "Girl, your muscles are too tense. This is not good. What we want is ultimate pleasure." He smiled and approached the girl who was pressed tightly. "Free, rigid muscles are the most boring. Come on, I'll help you relax. Let's start with a beautiful and delicate neck...ahhhhhh!"
With a scream, a piece of meat from the tiger's mouth of the bald palm was torn off by Isabella!
The other few were shocked.
Isabella's body twitched violently, as if every muscle was shaking, her beautiful face was hideous and terrifying, but the blood-colored glass-like eyes did not fluctuate at all.
The bald man shouted: "What's going on, what's going on?"
Black-breasted hair shouted: "Drug sensitive, drug sensitive, over-activated, she will die, inhibitor, inhibitor!"
Another bowl of black soup was poured down, and the girl stopped twitching, and she looked like a dead piece of wood, still, dull and lifeless.
"What should I do?"
He squinted his eyes and said, "It's not like it."
The bald man shook his head: "If the drug reaction is to be able to be pretended, is that still a human? Her magic energy fluctuations were all messed up just now, so it must not be pretended. But this girl's physique is too special, right? She is so sensitive to stimulant drugs?"
Black-chicked hair sighed, "There's no way. Her throat was so cramped that her trachea was blocked. If the inhibitor was not filled quickly, she would be dead! How could this be? Or, try the taste of dead meat?"
"Ph! Camel peaks make the smell of camel poop?"
"Then... take it directly to the last floor?"
“It’s too heavy, right?”
"There is no way, the strong woman has to take the medicine."
The three of them stared at each other and gritted their teeth: "Go on, she doesn't look like a person who can give in. I'm scared and can taste it at least!"
Chapter completed!