Being scolded fiercely by Amy and treated like non-recyclable garbage, Xingxing did not feel dissatisfied, but had a secretly happy expression on his face.

Wouldn't it be an extra pleasure to be scolded by a sweet little loli singer who looks like a real version of Barbie doll with a magnetic voice that records records?

How perverted, I have long discovered that whenever Xing Xing said stupid things, did stupid things, and was scolded by me as "idiot" or "brainless", he was never angry, but instead acted like "Brother Ye scolded me" I don’t think of myself as an outsider”, showing encouragement.

It’s true that I won’t scold the Five Tigers of the Criminal Department in harsh words. The tone is very consistent with the tone of the eldest brother speaking to the younger brother in Hong Kong gangster movies. However, it is quite rare for Xing Xing to like to hear others scold him so much.

It turns out that not only does it feel good to be scolded by the "killer" in his heart, but he also feels good to be scolded by Amy, a half-blood loli who is as beautiful as a fairy.

Being looked down upon by a strong person with "power" or "beauty" can make him feel that he is being noticed by the other person. It is better to be looked down upon than ignored at all. It is for this reason that Xingxing will be criticized more and more by Amy. The harsh words exchanged, the more I felt that the world was so beautiful, and such a beautiful and lovely person was scolding me. She must think I was special before she scolded me. It felt so good...

After putting the signed book into his pocket carefully and carefully, Xing Xing bowed to Amy, with a flattering expression on his face, and his posture was quite like a traitor who betrayed and surrendered to the enemy in an anti-Japanese movie.

"Miss Emily, if you don't want me to appear in front of you again, I will never appear in front of you again..."

When it came to the emotional part, Xing Xing wiped the tears that had not come out of his eyes.

"Well...I will quietly become your fan from now on. I like Miss Emily's singing the most."

"Shut up." Amy said contemptuously, "You are not allowed to like me. You have no right to like me. If you don't get out of here, I will let the bodyguard burn you with a flamethrower."

005 cooperated by holding some kind of firearm and preparing to fire, as if he was really holding the kind of flamethrower that burned the little Japanese in the Battle of Iwo Jima.

"I'll get out, I'll get out."

What a shameless little brother, although I once heard my father and Director Cao discussing the psychological classification of pornographic movies, and mentioned that there is a group of people who are the audience for "verbal violence", and they especially like to be scolded by women with arrogant attitudes, no matter it is "Trash", "useless thing", "coward", or even "bitch", the more unpleasant the scolding, the more excited they became. Unexpectedly, Xingxing was also this kind of person.

I seriously suspect that some of the stalkers who stalk Amy in the United States hope to be scolded by Amy in person, so they persist and work tirelessly. No wonder Amy has such a bad attitude towards fans, but there are still die-hard fans who support her and dare to love her. Those die-hard fans are age-old lolicons who feel better the more they are bullied.

It’s hard to understand from my point of view. I don’t like being bullied by girls. Although objectively I have been bullied by Xiaoqin for many years, I definitely feel no pleasure when I am bullied, and it burns more and more in my heart. With unforgettable hatred.

But this page has been closed. After all, so many things happened between me and Xiaoqin. It would be too reckless for me to dwell on the past.

In short, I solemnly declare: I don’t like being beaten and scolded by girls, let alone getting some kind of perverted pleasure from being beaten and scolded.

Unless there are some special circumstances, such as:

The class monitor scraped her knee during physical education class. I forcibly picked her up and took her to the infirmary. In order to get me to put her down, she beat my chest with her fist.

After school, I stopped the class monitor when she came out of the bicycle shed to push her cart. She spoke frivolously, and she called me a "gangster".

There was also the time when the squad leader was in the hotel at the foot of Cuisong Mountain. I was drunk and ate tofu, and then forced me to kiss Zhuang Ni in front of me. I was so embarrassed and angry that I twisted my nipples hard and forced me to leave her lips.

And when I handcuffed the squad leader in police uniform to the bed with her own handcuffs, and then roughly tore off her clothes, she yelled "pervert.", "seeking death.", "I can't spare you." .

Wait, the last one above didn't actually happen. It was a delusion stored in the theater in my mind. But I can be sure that when the time comes, I sealed the monitor's mouth with tape, which definitely did not allow the monitor to speak freely. I desperately used all kinds of words. Threatening me with such unpleasant words finally gave me more pleasure.

Therefore, I only feel pleasure from being beaten and scolded by the squad leader when I take advantage of the squad leader. This is a kind of evil fun that turns the hunter into the prey to tease the other person. Every time, I watch the other person struggle in vain and desperately. Even though he resisted, he was inevitably eaten by me in the end. It was truly a delicious treat.

Theater in the brain:

The hunter Shusha fired the last bullet, and the three hunting knives she threw only scratched the fur of the lone wolf. She leaned under the tree and no longer had the strength to stand up.

I licked the knife wound on my front leg and took a step closer with excitement. My narrow wolf eyes stared at Shusha's camouflage hunting suit that was torn by thorns and the white and tender skin exposed in the damage.

I haven’t eaten meat for a long time…

Seeing me getting closer and closer, Shusha gritted her teeth and tried to use her mountain boots to lift up the fallen leaves under her feet to block my sight and escape. However, she finally found that she was at the end of her rope and could not even do this simple action.

She could only close her eyes, with her pale but still elegant face and neck, leaning back against the rough tree trunk, waiting for my final blow with a resigned attitude willing to be kissed by a wolf.

My hot breath blew into her ear, making her frown slightly. She didn't know when the blow to her throat would come, and the tension of being about to die from the wolf's mouth gave her a sad look, and a little bit of fear.

This is it. With this tree as the center, you and I fought back and forth for two days and one night, suffering multiple gunshot wounds and knife wounds, just to see the fear on your face.

As a prey, the wolf conquered the hunter in turn. What a great victory it was. This made all the hard work worthwhile. Now every wound on my body has in turn become a source of happiness for me, reminding me of today. How hard-won is victory?

So as a wolf, I put my fangs close to the monitor's ears, enjoying the monitor's uncontrollable trembling from his hair, and suddenly spoke:

"Call me husband, call me husband and I won't eat you."

Ah, the wolf in the theater in my mind has been slapped, but it feels so good to be able to peel off the monitor's majestic armor and see the soft side hidden inside her, let alone a slap, even if it is poked with a hunting knife again It’s worth it too.

"What's wrong with the valet?" Amy asked Dr. Yu next to me, pointing at me who was standing still and unconscious.

"I miss a woman." Dr. Yu was straightforward and his guess was quite accurate.

Amy's blue eyes were immediately filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction, "Who are you thinking of? How dare a mere servant dare to be in a daze in front of the master? You are not allowed to think of other women when facing me."

This is not what a sister should say, but what a wife should say. Don't put yourself in a strange position.

"Beep, Master No. 3's computing chip is out of date. It is recommended to replace it with a six-core processor."

Bitu, who had not yet wiped off the anesthetic on his body, offered his own suggestions "kindly".

You don’t have to worry about it. Even a 16-core processor can’t handle such complex calculations in the brain theater, and it will cause obvious lags. Moreover, YY is a unique ability of human beings. Don’t let your robot eat grapes and talk about grapes. I am sour, and I feel envious and jealous around me.

While I was standing still, Dr. Yu had already placed Obama on the treatment bed, injected him with a drug similar to that of Xingxing, and then waited for him to wake up on his own.

"Hey, why isn't Obama awake yet?" Amy complained, "Did you, a quack, get the dose wrong? If my dog ​​was killed by you..."

I guess, just like before, Dr. Yu deliberately reduced the amount of neutralizing agent to put Obama in a light sleep, so that he would wake up naturally and be more conducive to body recovery.

"Otherwise, I'll slap you a few more times." I still can't forget the scene in the theater in my mind where the iron-blooded lone wolf I transformed into was slapped by the squad leader. It was quite hilarious.

"Who are you slapping?" Amy looked at 004 and 005, making the two bodyguards feel nervous.

Dr. Yu shook his head, leaned close to Obama's dog ears, and shouted: "It's time to eat. If you don't get up, I won't feed you."

The effect was immediate. Obama jumped up immediately, and his eyes were as wide as bells. He shook his head from side to side in a panic, looking for where the food was.

You are a foodie who can steal your master's underwear for food. You can even ignore the squad leader's hunter aura for food. Today, you mistakenly thought that the anesthetic was alcohol and you could eat it, which made you feel numb.

And he woke up immediately when he heard about eating. This is comparable to those students who were sleeping in class and woke up immediately when the teacher said, "get out of class is over now."

After returning Obama to Amy as he was, Dr. Yu began to improve Bitu's anesthetic needle launcher, at least to prevent the anesthetic from leaking all over the floor.

Dr. Yu seems to be able to improve the designs he made in high school with ease and fun.

On the experimental table not far behind him, I had already seen a cage of chirping white mice. I am afraid that they are the victims that Dr. Yu will use for drug experiments.

Amitabha, if you die in the experiment, you will have your fault. Don't blame Dr. Yu. If you want to blame, blame me. Anyway, I often feed domestic cats and stray cats, and I often help your enemies.

At this time, Pentheus came from the corridor and told Amy that it was time for the routine body massage. The body masseuse was already waiting in room 101, and asked Amy to go there as soon as possible.

Although in the final analysis it is about body maintenance, Amy herself does not have much resistance to body massage. Anyway, as long as she lies still and lets the masseuse press the skin, it is much more comfortable than doing aerobics or dieting. .

"Room 103 is still reserved for you. You have nowhere to go now, so go there to rest first."

When Amy followed Pentheus back to room 101, she turned to me and said something.

Room 103, where I was recuperating a few days ago, is not inferior to the furnishings of a four-star hotel, and there is also a large LCD TV where you can watch porn movies for free...

After Amy left the infirmary with the bodyguards, I asked Dr. Yu, who was transforming the rabbit, "That TV in room 103 that can receive pornographic movies..."

"I sold it." Dr. Yu replied without raising his head. "The TV was not sold. I sold the chip that receives the porn to a copycat manufacturer. It is estimated that they will mass-produce it and sell it on Taobao soon... ...As for when it will be banned, I can’t control it. Anyway, the money from selling this intellectual property can slightly supplement the lack of research funds..."

There is no sense of moral integrity. It turns out that those USB TV sticks sold on Taobao that claim to be able to watch foreign adult channels for free were developed by people like you. They are poisoning society. Wait until consumers turn their arms to adult channels. , are you responsible for making a mechanical arm and selling it to them? It’s really a one-stop business, a good business with guaranteed profits and no losses.

So, ten minutes later, when Xiaoqin and I were alone in room 103, the LCD TV hanging on the wall could no longer play pornographic films.
Chapter completed!