Chapter 392: A happy life requires teenagers to grasp it with their hands!

"This, this is..."

I don't know how long it took, Guan Canghai, holding the poker in his hand tightly, and a bad hand was almost really clenched away, so he asked blankly.

And right in front of him, he barely held a handful of cards with both hands, turned his round eyes and looked at the sea curiously. After a while, he observed the winged angel.

"Could it be..."

Don’t know, it’s your dream lover, a winged angel under the Cross Cult. This time I went to the New Territories and caught you specially. Are you extremely excited?

"It's really him..."

With a hint of incredible tone, Guan Canghai simply dropped the poker in his hand, got up and walked up, making Man Shinzi's final work sigh with great regret.

As soon as he approached, tears faintly appeared in Guan Canghai's eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if he was trying to caress the winged angel, but when he reached halfway, he shrank back timidly.

"I said, if I touched him, would he be cut by a flash with eight swords?"

Not to mention that he has no knife available now, do you think I will give you a disobedient toy? If you want to cut you, I can do it myself.

Although it is safe, there are no toxic side effects.

"Then, that's really great!"

Guan Canghai said as he reached out and pointed his hand on the cheek of the winged angel. A simple touch made him tremble as if he was electrocuted.

"Haha, I met it, I finally met it!"

The Virgin, who has been fucked by a long life, seems to be the scene now. Watching the sea twists wildly, flips, cheers, and celebrates a lot, and body fluids splashes, making the final work that is watched behind feel scared and retreat.

After a few minutes, Guan Canghai calmed down, wiped away the sweat from his face, and asked, "Does he still have his own mind now?"

...If you ask me this, I'm not very good at answering. I'm sane? I still had it when I got it. I still had it when I asked, but along the way, in order to reduce his resistance, I used heavy methods to suppress his ability to control his body. I don't know how profound side effects it left. Perhaps the whole person has become a prop like the ** directory.

However, there is no perfect good thing in this world. For you, a weak person who can only live by yy on weekdays, it is already very good to have such an original specimen toy for you to play with. If you really have the mind of the original owner, it is not your turn to play with him. Of course, the winged angel is not interested in playing with you, and he has been stabbed into a string of pieces long ago.

As a scientific worker, Guan Canghai also knows how to respect objective laws and nodded: "That's good, that's good! Then... I'm asking him what he is now, you..."

It doesn't matter how long this puppet looks like. The cells I invaded his body only suppressed the original owner's consciousness. They had no activity in themselves and could not be considered my clone. Otherwise, if I gave you toys, wouldn't I even get myself? I'm not interested in stepping into your circle.

"Is that so? Actually, this circle also has its advantages. With your current physical control of men and women, you must be able to experience all kinds of wonderful pleasures that others cannot experience. Are you really not interested?"

... Let me ask, when you observe that the dung beetle is eating shit happily, even if you have the ability to change your taste buds into it, will you be interested in experiencing alternative pleasure?

Guan Canghai actually thought about it carefully before he showed a disgusting expression.

"...Okay, then I won't say much."

After saying that, Guan Canghai nervously pulled the palm of the winged angel. Of course, the latter did not struggle at all, which made Guan Canghai overjoyed and turned his eyes to me.

"I'm so grateful, I'm so grateful!"

As he said that, he seemed to feel unsatisfied, and bent his knees and fell to the ground.

"I will repay such kindness ten times in the future!"

Forget it, I don’t want you to return the gift with ten replicas Yue Xinyao.

Guan Canghai smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely satisfy you!"

Then, he stopped talking, Guan Canghai held the palm of the Pianyi Angel hard and walked out of the laboratory, in the direction... It looked like his own private bedroom, so what he had to do next was natural. It is conceivable that before he led the Pianyi Angel into his bedroom, he turned around and waved to thank me. However, at this time, his eyes were red, and water was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, showing an extremely ugly appearance.

Bang!

The bedroom door is closed, and I am very glad that the sound insulation effect of the Red Army underground buildings of the Guards is good enough. Otherwise, if the sound of watching the sea and doing good things comes out, I will finally calm down again and will be restless again. I have to go to the Pacific Ocean to set off a tsunami.

Of course, I don’t give Guan Canghai such a generous gift because I have inappropriate thoughts about Guan Canghai.

Actually, it’s simple. I just want to disgust the Cross Cult. Anyway, your headquarters has left and I can’t find a place, so I can only use the prisoners of war in my hand to vent my anger. This is a very normal logic.

As for the means of exhaling breath, ordinary dismemberment and corpse abuse seem to be too lightweight, while heavy-tasting methods are still acceptable in the ** catalog. The male identity of the winged angel makes me a little tricky.

There are always many things that are inconvenient to do without entering that circle.

Fortunately, there are people around me who have stepped into the circle. Feng Yin maliciously pretended to be purely denied, but there was a hundred-year-old pervert who was honest in the basement of the Red Army of the Guards who faced desires frankly. Moreover, this old pervert was able to dissect the young girl with a scalpel forty years ago because of impulse for a moment. The degree of pervert distortion has reached its peak. It is not considered as entrusting the angel of the wing to him, or rather, entrusting the entrusting is too wonderful.

After seeing off Guan Canghai, only the last work and I were left in the lounge. I had nothing to say to this little girl. When I looked at her for a while and was about to leave, I heard her speak first.

"dad."

Dad, you sister, haven’t you figured out your seniority yet?

The final work was oh and changed its words: "Brother~"

Brother, sister, when did we get so close?

The final work frowned with some embarrassment, twisted his body on the spot, twisted, twisted twice, and then...

"Brother-in-law!"

My God, you can think of it!

The final work seemed very proud: "Since you are my sister's lover, then there is no problem with Misaka Misaka calling you brother-in-law! Misaka Misaka is extremely proud of his wit!"

After saying that, the final work sighed with some loss: "However, Misaka Misaka has no father or mother... Originally, Misaka Misaka thought that his sister and brother-in-law were father and mother, but..."

You want to find your father and mother? What's the problem? I'd say it earlier.

The final work blinked at me with watery eyes, looking at me with anticipation.

I asked, "Be clear first, you are an artificial human, right?"

The final work nodded.

"Then, the person who created you is counted as your father, is it okay?"

The final work first nodded, then suddenly turned pale, and he shook his head hard: "Misaka Misaka will never admit that such a scum is a father!"

Alas, your parents have no choice but to choose, so just accept your fate. Anyway, since Guan Canghai created you, he is your father, and as for the mother... the man who has a very happy time with him now should be your mother.

Have a genius father and a particularly capable mother, your luck is better than mine!

"No, no, no, no! Misaka Misaka definitely doesn't want such a father and mother!"

Nowadays, Xiao’s children are becoming more and more ignorant and ignorant. It is rare to find such a cool parent for her, but they are not satisfied.

Thinking back to the beginning, as a child without parents, I spent a long childhood in the orphanage.

Moreover, no matter how perverted Guan Canghai himself is, first, it is that he gives you life, and second, it is that he frees you from the control of the Cross religion. Why are you so repulsive? By the standards of ordinary people, shouldn’t you be grateful to him?

The final work then answered seriously: "Misaka Misaka is very grateful to Dr. Guan Canghai for protecting his sisters. When the Cross Cult forcibly ordered the fight to modulate the sisters and sent them to the battlefield, Dr. Guan Canghai strongly opposed it, so the remaining 10,000 people were saved... Therefore, Misaka Misaka has always felt grateful for this life-saving benefactor."

"However, this cannot hide the fact that he is essentially a twisted pervert. Although Misaka Misaka thanks Dr. Guan Canghai, he definitely does not admit that such a person is his father."

So that's it. With such a father, he will definitely lose when he fights with his father in the future, so he simply refuses to admit it. I didn't expect that you are very smart in survival. If you want to live in the current China and Tianjing, you will definitely not be able to fight with your father and not win.

"?"

The final work tilted his head and showed an expression that he couldn't understand.

If you don’t understand, forget it... those ten thousand sisters have already arrived in China?

"The sisters were sent to China a long time ago, but due to physical defects, they are still being modulated in various places, and it will take some time to return to normal."

Is that right? They are lucky and should be able to live a stable life in the future. It is said that the modulated brother Misaka is being beaten by someone on his mother star as a crossing the street. Although it is in the 1v4 high stage, it has a single ability and is easy to deal with when caught flaws. I don’t know how many left can be left now.

When talking about Brother Misaka, the final work was not in a good mood, and he lowered his head in a little disappointed manner: "It has... been wiped out."

That's good, it's really a relief. Thinking of the existence of blind people and dog eyes on the mother planet, I sometimes feel that it's better to let the Cross Cult use nuclear bombs to flatten the mother planet.
Chapter completed!