Chapter 10： Zhuang Li: I will tear you apart with my own hands (1/2)

Hearing the system's arrogant declaration, Xuan Ming's applause stagnated.

Zhuang Li's tone was still so lazy and casual: "Oh, isn't it? But I'm not worried about the system at all. If it's too late for you to escape now, I'll give you a chance."

The system was annoyed by his arrogant attitude, and snorted coldly: "Host, I also gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it."

As soon as it finished speaking, a harsh humming sounded in Zhuang Li's mind, and the tone continued to rise. This hum is like a feedback circuit between the microphone and the speaker, but it's sharper and more intolerable than that.

Xuan Ming was able to intercept the dialogue between the system and Zhuang Li, and naturally he could hear the buzzing. As an indirect victim, he hurriedly held his forehead and gritted his teeth so as not to cry out in pain.

Zhuang Li, who had endured this scream with his cranial cavity, just closed his eyes and waited quietly.

If it wasn't for his slender fingertips not turning the ballpoint pen, but holding the barrel tightly, Xuan Ming almost thought he didn't feel it.

Seeing that Zhuang Li was neither rolling with dissatisfaction nor begging for mercy, the system felt very unfulfilled.

It further threatened: "Host, whether you like it or not, I have forcibly bound you. Oh, I forgot to tell you one more thing, after binding, if you can't complete the task, I can obliterate you. ."

The whistling in his mind was going away, and Zhuang Li began to slowly and skillfully turn the ballpoint pen again. He was indifferent to the so-called obliteration.

Xuan Ming suddenly remembered that An Baoer's system had also said something like obliteration. If these systems come from high-dimensional space, they do have the ability to destroy a life.

Xuan Ming's hand on his knee couldn't help clenching into a fist, and his worried eyes frequently swept to the curly-haired youth beside him. He knew his behavior was suspicious, but he couldn't help it.

The system still didn't get the expected response, so he couldn't help raising the volume: "Host, did you hear what I said?"

Zhuang Li lifted his eyelids lazily, but his tone was full of provocation: "Destroy me? Then try it."

The system was completely irritated, and shouted: "Host, your emotional intelligence is really low, and you can't even do the most basic assessment of the situation. As your system, I have the responsibility to teach you."

As soon as it finished speaking, a sizzling sound of electric current sounded in Zhuang Li's mind.

Xuan Ming didn't know what the system was doing, but he could infer what happened to the other party from the curly-haired youth's reaction.

The youth's pen fell, and his hands pressed down on the table, as if he was holding back something. The back of his white hand gushed out a strip of blue blood vessels, and the rapid blood flow caused these blood vessels to pulsate slightly, which was an extremely painful reaction.

The system is destroying the youth's body!

This realization made Xuan Ming forget to cover up his abnormality, and immediately wanted to send the young man to the hospital, but suddenly found that his legs were cast in plaster, and he couldn't even stand up.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, sent a text message to the bodyguard standing outside the conference room, and just typed the words "you come in" when he heard the curly-haired youth chuckle in his mind.

His hands were placed under Xuan Ming's eyes, and the blue blood vessels were hidden under his fair skin, like clouds dyed with mist and rain, and like white jade soaked in blood, which was shockingly beautiful. However, it was such a pair of hands that revealed the pain of the youth.

But his laughter was so relaxed and comfortable, without any hint of stubbornness. He smiled and laughed, and he gasped for short periods of time. It didn't seem like he was enduring pain, but he seemed to be enjoying joy.

Xuan Ming was stunned, then goosebumps all over his body. He had a gut feeling that this kind of laughter was weird, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was.

He started fidgeting, and even forgot to send the text message calling for the bodyguard.

The system asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"Ha~ha..." Zhuang Li smiled intermittently, sweat dripping from his forehead, but his pale skin was dyed a crimson at some point, and even the end of his long and narrow eyes was slanted red.

Xuan Ming glanced at him and quickly turned his eyes away. His Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly felt his mouth dry. He tore off his silver-gray tie and unbuttoned two more shirt buttons, so that he felt less short of breath.

Judging from the youth's reaction, it seemed that he had not been defeated in the confrontation.

The system is still shouting: "Host, the taste of electric shock is not enough? Don't use laughter to cover up your pain, it's too late to beg for mercy. Tell you, I can not only shock your body, but also kill your soul, you better Listen to me honestly."

"The electric shock to my body, are you sure?" Zhuang Li put his hands on the table and silently hooked his lips: "If it was a real electric shock, there should be burn marks on my skin."

He curled his fingertips.

Xuan Ming's eyes were immediately drawn to these slender, jade-white fingers with a little pink at the top.

Zhuang Li pressed his fingertips and continued: "But my skin doesn't have any scars, what does this indicate?"

Come, come, the feeling of being flattened is coming again! The system gritted its teeth in hatred.

Zhuang Li chuckled: "This shows that the pain of the electric shock is just an illusion. It can neither destroy my brain nor harm my body."

The sizzling sound of the current still reverberated in the young man's mind, but Xuan Ming's high-hanging heart slowly fell to the ground. It was just an illusion, he unconditionally believed in the judgment of the youth.

"Is it a hallucination and you still suffer so much?" The system asked reluctantly.

"Do you want me to explain exactly how this works? You used tiny electrical currents to strengthen the connection between my nucleus accumbens and my prefrontal cortex, two areas of the brain that, when overloaded, produce intense pain. This pain It's just a signal, not a substantive lesion, and it doesn't hurt my body at all."

After saying these words, Zhuang Li lowered his head to search for something.

Xuan Ming immediately bent down and helped him pick up the ballpoint pen.

He whispered thanks, but didn't even give Xuan Ming a straight eye, and finally began to turn his pen, ignoring the system in his head and the pain in his body.

The system was extremely frustrated, and said solemnly: "What if it's an illusion? Your pain is real, I don't believe you can handle it!"

It increases the connection between the two brain regions, increasing the pain sensation.

This time, the ballpoint pen on Zhuang Li's fingertips did not fall, but the beads of sweat on his forehead became more dense.

Xuan Ming frowned and looked over. Although he couldn't empathize with the young man, he could intuitively see the strong revenge of the system from the sound of the increasing electric current. It tried to bring the man into submission by brutal means.

Huge anger filled Xuan Ming's heart.

But Zhuang Li chuckled as he gasped, "Is that all you have, System?"

The light blue ballpoint pen twirled and jumped on his fingertips like a blooming flower, which indicated his calmness and his victories.

Xuan Ming couldn't take his eyes off the young man.

The system continuously stimulates Zhuang Li's nucleus accumbens and prefrontal cortex.