Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Tang Zixiu's smile remained unchanged, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth became even more snarky.

He stretched out his hand to hold Bei Siwen's hand, and while carefully pushing the sickle outward, he winked at Song Nan and said jokingly: "Be careful, it will be bad if you hurt the beauty."

"Die!" Beswen was furious, but she noticed Song Nan's gaze from the corner of her eye, and finally withdrew her weapon and snorted coldly, "Don't be so proud."

Tang Zixiu showed a mean smile, and then calmly took Song Nan's hand and stroked it gently: "Beauty, don't listen to Bei Siwen's lies. It's not that I can't beat that walking corpse, it's just that the leader at that time The order given is only to test, and then withdraw after testing, otherwise, I can kill them directly."

Song Nan twitched his hand and found that he couldn't pull it out, so he frowned: "Then why don't you kill them?"

Tang Zixiu smiled warmly: "I don't like to do unnecessary things, and only by letting him go can he know the king's position better."

Song Nan raised his eyebrows: "It seems you have made adequate preparations."

Tang Zixiu's eyebrows arched in an evil arc, and he kneaded his wrists more and more wildly. Looking at the faint red marks left on the fair skin, his throat rolled slightly.

Beswen frowned, held the dagger behind her back, and stabbed his hand fiercely: "You say you are a gangster, don't really be a gangster."

Tang Zixiu clicked his tongue, let go of Song Nan when the sword light fell, and reached out to grab Bei Siwen's wrist.

He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Member Bethwen, how can you attack the captain? I can't let you make a mistake this time. Now, come with me to see the leader, and take this beauty with you. "

Beswen's pupils shrank, knowing that she was being unreasonable. She silently let go of her hand and stood cautiously, but her eyes were still staring at him fiercely.

Tang Zixiu smiled slightly, then stood up and whistled leisurely towards the door: "You guys pack up, we must leave in 10 minutes."

Bei Siwen clenched her fist, pointed it at Song Nan, knelt down and kowtowed apologetically: "I'm sorry Song, I was too reckless."

Song Nan got out of bed and gently helped her up: "It's okay, we just have to go see the leader, so it's more convenient."

Bei Siwen's eyes filled with tears: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Tang Zixiu is very indulgent to the members of the team. Occasionally there will be sparring situations, and he will indulge in sudden attacks by the members. He said that this can train his abilities...I took it lightly." , I didn’t expect that this time they would use this as an excuse to drag us to see the leader! Damn it!”

The more she talked, the angrier she became, and finally she banged her head against the wall. Unexpectedly, it was the wall that was unable to resist first...

Song Nan glanced at the cracked wall, swallowed unconsciously, and sneered: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Too much anger is bad for your health. Let's leave quickly."

Bei Siwen nodded, held his hand, and said solemnly: "Song Song, are you an angel? You care about me so much~"

Song Nan recalled how she looked like a hellish Rakshasa when Tang Zixiu told her not to be angry, and shuddered silently: "Ha, ha, Siwen is so funny."

Bethwen puffed up her cheeks and was a little dissatisfied with his answer, but she didn't say anything. She supported him and walked out slowly following his pace.

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Tang Zixiu got out of the car, looked at Song Nan who took two steps and took a breath, and asked softly: "Do you want help?"

Bei Siwen looked alert, hugged Song Nan, and said indifferently: "No need. Just lead the way."

Tang Zixiu raised his hand and pushed the hair back from his forehead, with a helpless expression: "Bei Siwen, why are you like a firecracker now, igniting at a moment's notice?"

Bei Siwen frowned slightly and replied solemnly: "Anyone who would be harmful to Song Song is my enemy."

"Ha~" Tang Zixiu chuckled, "According to you, if a person cannot clearly understand the purpose of approaching him, he is your enemy? If this happens, won't you be enemies of everyone?"

Beswen frowned: "It doesn't matter. I'm just living for him now. Without this awareness, I won't hand him over to anyone."

"Hey~" Tang Zixiu raised the corner of his mouth, took out the lighter and played with it on his fingertips, "I thought you wanted to be his girlfriend, but I didn't expect you just wanted to be the mother-in-law~"

Bei Siwen's pupils shrank and her face turned red. She looked at Song Nan at a loss and shook her head desperately: "No! Song Song, I..."

She couldn't argue and could only bar her teeth at Tang Zixiu: "Tang Zixiu! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Tang Zixiu held a cigarette in his mouth and laughed evilly: "Are you furious because you were guessed about your intentions?"

Bei Siwen sneered and didn't respond. She concentrated on holding Song Nan and walking forward.

Seeing this, Tang Zixiu curled his lips and stared at Song Nan's back. He opened and closed the lighter without lighting the cigarette in his mouth.

He frowned, then sighed softly, stuffed the lighter back into his pocket, and slowly followed the person walking slowly in front of him.

……

"buckle"

"Enter."

Tang Zixiu opened the door, walked into the beautifully decorated room, walked straight to the sofa, sat down, put his arms casually on the back of the sofa, looked up at the cold-faced man behind the desk, and said lazily: "Chief , people are coming.”

The leader raised his head, glanced at him, then looked at the people behind him, and said expressionlessly: "Are you the one who survived in the Dead Realm for two days?"

Song Nan felt a chill behind him, and his heart trembled inexplicably: "Yes."

The leader's pupils shrank, he paused, and continued to ask: "Did you see any special existence there?"

He pursed his lower lip, and a faint silver light appeared in his dark eyes: "Don't even think about lying."

Song Nan was shocked, as if his soul was being seen through under his gaze.

Bei Siwen frowned and was about to step forward to block his gaze, but she was stopped by Tang Zixiu: "Member Bei, come here and take a rest. It's time to stand tired."

Bei Siwen clenched her fists and hesitated for a second, then hurriedly moved to Tang Zixiu's side and sat down obediently under the leader's intimidating gaze.

The corner of Tang Zixiu's mouth curled up slightly, he glanced at the reserved Song Nan, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, the leader just wants to know if there is any news about the King of the Walking Dead. Just tell what you see."

Song Nan raised his head, thought for a moment, and responded slowly: "I did see a man. He was standing among the zombies, and then a gust of wind blew. After the gust of wind passed, he disappeared. After that, I never saw him again. Met him."

The leader frowned and stared into his eyes. After confirming that he really wasn't hiding anything, his brows could not help but tighten even more.

He tapped his fingertips on the table for a long time, and then sighed: "Okay, thank you. You should know that there is energy in your body that does not belong to you. Go to a doctor and take a look at your body. If possible, let them help you analyze that energy. .”

Song Nan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he was under great pressure when facing the leader, as if he was facing an interviewer, for fear that he would reject him if he was not satisfied with his answer.

When Tang Zixiu heard this, he immediately stood up, put his hand on Song Nan's shoulder, and leaned against him: "Then I will take him there."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved to the leader, and then forcefully pulled Song Nan out.

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"Click"

After Tang Zixiu closed the door, he withdrew his hand and touched Song Nan's cheek as if by accident, leaving a little warmth behind.

"Huh~ I didn't expect that~" He lowered his eyes and looked at the frail young man beside him, "I thought that guy would do something to you."

Song Nan was confused and looked up into his dark eyes: "What are you doing?"

Tang Zixiu took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He ignored Bei Siwen's fierce gaze and said lazily: "Remove the energy from your body and eliminate all possibilities of you leaving the base."