Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

It was like a world of ice and fire.    

"You..."    

Bo Ling clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were filled with blood. He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "This is... Is this... Flower Crusher? "    

The man laughed and praised, "No wonder you are a virus specialist. You are very good in this aspect."    

"You!"    

Bo Ling started to struggle excitedly. He used all his strength to move the cross along with him.    

"Let me go!"    

When he heard the word Hua Can, Bo Ling was like a trapped beast, struggling to death.    

But as he struggled, he quickly lost all his strength.    

He suddenly raised his head and could no longer bear the pain. He roared like a wild beast.    

This roar was exactly the same as a trapped beast, causing the men to take a few steps back.    

"Pah -!"    

Bo Ling suddenly broke free from the chains that were handcuffed to his hands and legs. He rushed in front of the man and grabbed his neck.    

The air in the man's lungs was getting thinner and thinner. All the blood vessels in Bo Ling's body bulged, and a blood red dot appeared on his white eyeball.    

"Help... help!"    

The man asked for help from his other companions.    

"Bang!"    

The gunshot caused Bo Ling's expression to change. He fell to the ground with a thud.    

"Cough, cough, cough!" The man who had his neck pinched coughed a few times. He walked forward and kicked Bo Ling. "Is he alright?"    

The man who had fired the shot said faintly, "I didn't hit him in the vitals. Go and find someone to treat his wound."    

"Master told us not to let him die. We have to keep him alive."    

"This Bo Ling clearly has no value anymore. Why did Master keep his life?" The man asked in confusion.    

"Of course Master has his reasons for doing this. You don't have to ask!"    

Bo Ling was lying on the cold and hard bed. His whole body was covered in blood. Even though he had fainted, the veins on his body were still bulging.    

The man sighed and said, "The power of this flower is really great."    

"That's of course. No one who has been infected by the flower fragment can escape."    

The flower fragment was a type of poison developed by a virus expert in the last century.    

Those infected would experience pain and enjoyment. The blood vessels in their bodies would burst, and the infected would become unlike normal people during the outbreak. They would become like homicidal maniacs.    

Moreover, this poison did not have an antidote, and the infected people would not be able to leave this poison.    

It was as if they were addicted.    

The man called a doctor to apply the medicine to Bo Ling.    

Bo Ling's body was bleeding. Perhaps it was because he was injured, but many wounds had festered.    

After the doctor treated the wounds, he left. The few men also left.    

Bo Ling did not know when he woke up.    

When he opened his eyes, his vision was red and a little blurry.    

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and in the end, his vision became even redder.    

Only then did Bo Ling realize that this was the side effect of the poison.    

His eyes were probably very red right now.    

Bo Ling wanted to struggle up, but it was as if his entire body was on fire. He couldn't get up at all.    

Bo Ling turned around. He helplessly stared at one point.    

Slowly, he closed his eyes. His overly handsome face was dyed red with blood.    

It seemed like his little life was going to be taken care of here.    

That group of people injected him with flower residue. He understood this type of poison the most.    

There was no antidote that could cure it. If he didn't die early, he would be tormented by this type of poison for the rest of his life.    

Moreover, in history, after quite a few people infected this type of poison, in the end, they all committed suicide, not a single one of them able to survive a year.    

It was because Flower Crusher was not only a type of mental torture, but also a type of physical and soul torture.    

"Hehe..."    

Bo Ling laughed. He suddenly felt that this kind of him was really useless.    

However, why didn't Luis come?    

Bo Ling actually hoped that Luis would come as soon as possible, because he felt that he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.    

He didn't have the strength to move at all.    

Luis, oh Luis, if you don't come soon, my life will really be lost here.    

When Bo Ling closed his eyes and fell asleep, he vaguely heard some movement upstairs.    

Was it Luis?    

"Boom! !"    

At this moment, the door slowly opened.    

Bo Ling struggled to raise his head to look at the door. His eyes, which had been filled with anticipation, instantly dimmed.    

It was these men again.    

Bo Ling closed his eyes and allowed the men to tie him to the cross again.    

"Whoosh! !”    

A basin of ice water was poured from the top of his head all the way to the bottom. The cold Bo Ling sucked in a breath of cold air. His entire body was trembling.    

The man mercilessly inserted the needle into Bo Ling's carotid artery.    

Bo Ling frowned in pain. His face was pale as if he was going to die.    

Hua Po was pushed in. The man took advantage of the fact that Bo Ling had not fallen ill and said coldly, "I think you know this medicine better than anyone else. Once you get infected, there will be no cure. Master advised you to bite your tongue and commit suicide."    

Bo Ling laughed a few times and said coldly, "You tell Blues that I will not commit suicide."    

"I will live a better life than him, but on the contrary, I will make him suffer from lightning strikes."    

The man angrily slapped him.    

Ever since he was caught by Blues here, Bo Ling had suffered more pain than a slap.    

Now, this slap was like an itch to Bo Ling.    

Bo Ling spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground and said coldly, "You better pray that your master will have a good end. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape when your master is punished."    

"Shut up!"    

The man picked up the whip and whipped Bo Ling.    

Bo Ling felt that his body had become numb, and the pain had slowed down a lot.    

However, the effect of the flower fragment in his body was getting bigger and bigger.    

The man's whip kept hitting him, but Bo Ling did not have any strength to resist.    

He only felt that the familiar fear had come again. The ant in his blood had come back to life, and it started to bite his blood vessels again.    

Bo Ling clenched his fists. His clenched teeth and tied hands broke free again. Then he grabbed the whip that was swinging at him.    

The man was stunned. Then Bo Ling suddenly grabbed the whip and pulled it to his side.    

The man was pushed forward by a huge force.    

Before he could see clearly, Bo Ling tilted his head and bit the man's carotid artery with two sharp canine teeth.    

"Ah!"    

The man felt pain. "Let go!"    

Bo Ling would not let go even if he died. He allowed the man to kick and scold him. He gritted his teeth and bit off the man's blood vessels and flesh.    

"Pui!"    

Bo Ling spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. The man's blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.    

"Argh!"