[MTL, BL] Horror Game Boss Always Covets Me [Unlimited Flow]

Chapter 130 Hugging his little butterfly....

Chapter 130 Hugging his little butterfly...

There was a strange smell permeating the tip of his nose, and the air was mixed with the smell of blood, and Dar almost couldn't breathe.

The woman seemed to look over at him, then grinned and smiled.

"Ha~ You're here..."

Before Darr had time to react, the woman raised her finger slightly, and a bright light emerged in the darkness.

The bright light flashed from the tip of the sharp blade, and the woman held a scalpel in her slender fingers.

The white medical gloves were stained with orange scale powder.

Dar looked straight over. Those were the scale powder on the little butterfly!

It was as if he was so shocked that his whole body was stunned, his lips trembled, and his whole body was completely motionless. Then, a load that even his body could not bear burst out directly from his heart.

Dar couldn't control himself, half-knelt down, covered his mouth with his hands, and retched several times.

His eyes were sore, and due to physiological reasons, the entire eye socket was red, as if there was a light layer of moisture.

So he stretched out his hand, supported the ground, and stood up unsteadily.

"Uh-huh~" the woman laughed.

"Look, what did you find?"

Dar looked at the other party indifferently, "You were always pretending before."

"You were just pretending." The woman disagreed, "No, I'm just the way I am. That's all."

She showed a helpless expression, and then put the knife down slightly. "Didn't you accuse me wrongly~"

In the next second, the woman swiped her finger and the scalpel in her hand gently cut open. There was only a sound of water, and the scalpel directly cut into the cocoon. In the inner cocoon, cut it open directly.

The inner cocoon is like a round balloon that bursts open.

Red blood flows out.

At this moment, Dar's pupils shrank, as if he was crazy, and he rushed over, clearly only a few meters away from the table with the big cocoon.

However, before it even touched the table, it was pushed away by the female researcher.

The opponent's strength was ridiculously strong, strong enough to easily push an adult male away and cause Dar to fall directly backward.

The side of his arm hit the wall hard, and then he fell down.

The woman said "tsk, tsk, tsk" a few times, "It seems that the dose tonight was not high enough."

Naturally, she was talking about drugging the group of researchers on the ship.

The female researcher tilted her head and looked at Dahl with a smile on her face, "Look...you still have strength."

Dahl was just hit, and his wrist rubbed against the floor, directly rubbing off a piece of it. Big chunks of skin.

Blood beads dripped out from inside.

Moreover, Dar also ate some of tonight's meal, which was delivered by the woman herself. He didn't take any precautions, and he didn't know if the medicine had taken effect, and his eyelids started to tremble.

Feeling a little sleepy...

His legs, even the strength to support himself while standing, were gradually losing strength.

Darr suddenly sat down slowly due to lack of strength.

"Huh? It seems that you also had an attack?" The woman laughed.

Dar couldn't figure it out. He opened his eyes and was very puzzled, "Why..."

He wanted to ask the other party why he did this!

Moreover, isn't she with that group of researchers?

His body was weak and he couldn't muster any strength. Dar used his hands to support him, but he still couldn't stand up. He stared in the direction of the woman.

The female researcher wore gloves on her hands, and then picked up a jar from the side, which contained some blue paste.

Those pastes exude a strange smell.

Dar looked at the small bottle and suddenly felt unusually familiar. This is not...not a very special chemical ointment as Professor Liu said.

A light layer of grease is refined from the dead test items. When most of the test items die, they will slowly turn into a puddle of water.

When the test subject dies, if it is treated continuously, a paste containing special elements can be produced.

By applying it on your hands, you can avoid some toxins. Dahl didn't expect that women even had this thing. No wonder he just smelled a strange smell.

"Why do you have that kind of thing?"

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly: "Isn't this a very simple thing?"

It was as if she was reporting a very normal thing.

She smeared some blue paste on the white medical gloves, then directly put her hand into the big cocoon and carefully picked it out.

Dar said angrily, "No!"

Where was his little butterfly? Why did he start from the beginning...

No, he shouldn't be dead yet! Dar climbed up, gritted his teeth and ran towards that place. His eyes were red, and he shouted in a hissing voice: "No! Don't!"

But just as he was getting closer to the table, he was hit hard. one strike.

"It seems you haven't given up yet!" The female researcher didn't know what she thought of, and she laughed, the laughter was a bit sharp and harsh.

The blow hit him directly on the back of the head, and Dar was in a daze for a moment, unable to react.

There is a buzzing in the ears.

A hand grabbed the back of his neck fiercely, and the back of his neck and his clothes were pulled up violently. A suffocating feeling tightened around his neck.

Then there was a 'bang' sound, and he was hit hard again. His forehead was hit hard on the table, making a loud noise.

For a moment, I felt dizzy.

"Oh, does it hurt?" the female researcher said, pulling his head up and looking at the bruise on Dahl's forehead, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You killed my little butterfly... ..."

"Butterfly?" The woman laughed, "What you said reminds me that I have been looking for so long..."

"That butterfly..."

The woman was a little nervous at the moment. The scalpel scraped the contents of the cocoon and made a rustling sound, "Strange...how could it not be there?"

No? there is nothing? Dar's eyes were red and he tried to raise his head.

The next moment he saw something that made his spirit explode. That woman had been hurting the big cocoon of the little butterfly.

Dar suddenly lost his mind and struggled emotionally. He waved his hands to break free from the restraint behind his neck, and then when he was about to break away from the woman.

"You can't touch!" he shouted loudly.

The woman still wanted to grab him firmly, so Darr hit her with her elbow and said, "Get away!"

Not knowing where she was hit, Darl ran towards the big cocoon.

The woman wiped her chin with her hand, and then showed a gloomy smile.

"Let you watch it closely~" The woman pulled the scalpel out of the cocoon, grabbed Dar's wrist with one hand, and then pulled.

With lightning speed, the scalpel cut hard from his wrist, and severe pain came from the wrist.

It was like tearing, the place where the wrist was connected was severely cut open, and the whole wrist was numb, with severe pain after paralysis.

The woman broke his hand tendon.

"Ah!" Dar couldn't scream.

He hugged that hand and curled up on the wooden table.

"Huh? Does it hurt?" The woman looked towards him with a smile.

"But, I promised you to watch it from close range~" The woman's scalpel rose and fell again, directly cutting off his other hand.

Dar bit his tongue, the taste of blood filling his mouth...

He screamed, his voice was miserable.

"What bad luck!" The woman waved her hand and directly knocked down the large, damaged cocoon.

The big cocoon rolled down to Dar's side, and he now didn't even have the strength to reach out.

He looked straight at it, and saw that the fluff on the cocoons was infected with the large blood stains flowing from his wrists.

The woman searched for a long time but couldn't find the test subject F, and she felt a little irritated. She had put in so much effort to do this.

It took a lot of effort to get to this point.

Seeing that she was so close to success, how could she give up.

But why isn't the test item F in the cocoon? It's clearly not ready to hatch yet. Could it be... She suddenly turned to look at the intern observer Dahl.

I can't tell, but was the test product stolen by him?

"I underestimated you~"

The female researcher walked towards him, obviously on the verge of mental collapse. She asked: "Where did you hide the test sample F?"

Half of Dahl's body was lying on his back on the wooden floor. On the table, he turned pale with pain.

After hearing the woman's question, I remembered the slight possibility that the little butterfly... would fly out on its own...

I don't know, it has already flown out.

Then maybe he's not dead yet.

Darl laughed and turned his face away.

"You want to know?" He smiled, then gritted his teeth and said, "I won't tell you!"

"It seems that you know!"

"Ha~" Darl laughed.

The woman was not in a hurry, and had patience, "I will always have a way to ask you to tell me."

She looked at the big cocoon, which had been almost destroyed by her, and the person she had contacted would be here soon.

"You know what? If you want to blame it, just blame it for being a red psychedelic butterfly."

"It would be of great value to make it into medicine."

"Why don't you tell me and I'll wait. I'll spare your life for a while."

The woman said, and then continued: "When they come here, I will give you another sum of money, which will be enough for you to live for the rest of your life."

Dar looked over to her and snorted. With a sound, his face turned sarcastic: "You're dreaming!"

"It seems that there is no way to talk~"

Somehow, this big ship had a choking smell of smoke coming from outside the cabin.

"You set fire!"

"Otherwise."

"You actually want to kill them."

"It's not me, it's my partner!"

You actually want to kill everyone on the boat just for... It's really crazy. .

But I don't know whether he was lucky or something, but Darl said with a smile: "However, you are still going to fail, little butterfly..."

"It ran away long ago..."

In this way, no one can harm it... ..

"Run away?" The female researcher came over, her eyes suddenly opened wide, "If that's the case, you don't have to live anymore!"

Dahl looked at the woman and smiled a little crazy, getting closer and closer to him. The closer...

where he was pressed against the wall, where the scalpel was pressed on his neck, bit by bit... it was cut in.

After a while, I felt a pain and a sticky, wet feeling.

The red liquid flows down bit by bit.

"Have you thought about it... I'll take my time..."

"It should hurt a bit..."

The female researcher's white medical gloves stuck to his neck, and they felt wet for a while. Kung Fu is stained red with blood.

She started very slowly, as if she was slowly trying to cut the place open.

So when the blood flowed out, it fell down on Dar's hand.

After a while, he felt like a big hole opened in his throat. It hurt and there was a feeling of air leakage.

The exhaled breath escaped from the broken neck.

Now he can't even breathe hard... he feels the pain of tearing apart.

My vision also started to become blurry.

[Players raise little butterflies...]

[How many days do players raise little butterflies? 】

Just when Dar's consciousness was about to collapse, he seemed to hear a young, familiar voice.

[Chirp chirp...]

The sound seems to come from next to the ear?

Why did you hear the sound of the little butterfly? Dar looked hard to the side.

Under the blur, he seemed to see...a red wing flying in front of his eyes...the vision was blurry, but...

but somehow he seemed to see it~

"I said Why can't I find it? It's here..."

The woman's voice came over, but... it became increasingly difficult to hear...

and

the black shadow of the flying butterflies in front of me became faster and faster. When I got up, I felt like I had lost control of my emotions and started colliding randomly.

"You experimental subject is crazy!"

"I'm warning you, don't come here..."

I don't know what happened. The woman's voice suddenly became panicked, and the sound was sharp, followed by the sound of collision...

"I am... I have something to deal with you..."

The glass collided and fell. On the ground, there was the sound of fragments and the popping sound of spray spraying randomly in the air.

.....

"Hahahaha!!!" She knew that even a test product could defeat her?

The skin on the woman's body was stained with orange-red scale powder... The skin was scratched with scratches...

Especially on her face, there were ulcers in a large area...

Her The figure mixed with the intertwined firelight...

Dahl's breathing became shallow...In his blurred vision, he seemed to see, in the corner, a butterfly lying limply on the ground, with most of its wings falling off, A piece of the scale powder was scattered, and there was nothing...a lifeless little butterfly.

[Thirteenth day of raising little butterflies...]

[Player, your pet...'Madame Butterfly' is pronounced dead! 】

Dead...Dahl was speechless...His eyes were broken...but...I felt...

He was lying there alone...Butterfly wings were broken When it becomes like that, the beautiful scales and powder are also scattered...

The little butterfly loves beauty so much...

it must be "chirping" in pain, right?

"Why...you left and then came back?"

"You don't have to come back..."

The woman went crazy and stomped around, crushing the little butterfly in half with one foot.

....

Dahl couldn't feel the pain anymore. He dragged his body with his arms and crawled towards the little butterfly little by little...

The flowing blood dragged a long blood stain on the ground.

Little by little, he was finally getting closer to the little butterfly, and Dar's hand touched the sticky and soft thing.

When the palms touched it, the little butterflies spread out a little more.

However, his hand tendons were severed, and he couldn't even make the gesture of hugging a small butterfly... He couldn't even pick it up.

He whimpered in his mouth and swallowed hard into his stomach.

Dahl couldn't make a sound.

He...he wanted to take the little butterfly away~

Just when his consciousness collapsed, Dar didn't know what skill he activated. A blue light emitted from his body.

The light enveloped him and the little butterfly.

The butterfly wings that were broken into pieces suddenly seemed to be alive... twisted and pieced together... there were signs of sewing on the body...

and like the walking dead, the gray butterfly... ...Flying in a twisted way...

As it flies, scale powder falls on it.

Dahl's body was like a broken mirror...a small crack opened, and the butterfly twisted its body and slowly flew into the broken lens.

[Player triggers skill----Parasite! ]

[Trigger formation skills----Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng's

introduction: This is a strange mirror. There seems to be a woman living in it. The woman is wearing a wedding dress... No one knows her appearance. She covers it with a hijab. Face...]

[You can ask her questions at will, and for every question you ask, you will eat one... person. ]

.....

Dahl seemed to hear the sound.

[Player...raises a small butterfly...Day...day]

[Your pet...]

[Chirp Chirp]

[Raising decision successful! 】