star hunter

Hurry up slowly, and in the end, he rushed to Lou Kong alone.

The subordinates were ordered to turn the whole house upside down, but Su Xian could only hold his injured arm and stare blankly at the empty living room of Miao's house.

Sure enough, it was too late.

He walked to the window with obvious signs of damage, poked his head out and looked down, but the night was thick and the bottom was dark, so he couldn't see anything clearly, so he had to send someone: "Go downstairs and have a look, Is there... anyone."

The person named by him led the way, stepped on the window frame, and jumped from the fourth floor.

After a while, he heard the other party's report: "There is only a broken flower pot below, no one!"

Su Xian rubbed his aching temples. There was no corpse downstairs, and there was no trace of bleeding at the scene. This was probably the only thing to be thankful for.

But this does not mean that Zhong Yuncong is safe.

But at this time, someone was adding fuel to the fire, "Poodle" approached him quietly, and said falteringly: "Then what, boss, when I met that girl twice before, I just happened to smell it." The smell of that perfume...although the smell is very weak. It should be covered up by some means, but it still can't be completely removed."

Su Xian glared at the latter. The latter knew he was wrong, but he still defended himself a little: "She looks too deceptive, and she is the daughter of the suspect. I really thought she was not careful. I didn't take it to heart when it got on..."

"Forget it." He waved his hand and sighed dejectedly, "You are not the only one who was deceived."

Rather than being deceived, it is better to say that he was blinded by inertia and affection.

Yingying is a weak girl who has not grown up. In his eyes, she is essentially the same creature as a toddler; plus she is the child he watched grow up, and he firmly believes that she has always been his The good girl in my impression.

How can you be so careless and self righteous?Su Xian's head was throbbing with pain, and he was in a dazed state, but he still didn't forget to laugh at himself.

That kid is 12 years old this year, what was he doing when he was 12 years old?

When he was nine years old, he first discovered that he had supernatural powers, and the first thing he did after that was to kill his enemies.

At that time, he was also a child, even a little younger than Yingying now.

Is there anything more ridiculous than being born as a bad boy, but wishing to see other children as angels?

Desperate?Ridiculous?Helpless?

It seems to have a little bit.

In short, his greatest feeling was that his face was slapped into a pig's head by the cruel and merciless reality.

The air in Miao's house almost made him suffocate.

The search results submitted by the subordinates were mediocre, and no valuable clues were found, which was basically expected.

Although he was not very hopeful, he still gave an order: "Check other residents as well."

The subordinates led the way. He turned around and was about to ask the "poodle" for some information, but found that the woman took a basin of water and took a broken rag and was continuously sprinkling water into the air.

"Are you celebrating Songkran?" He squinted angrily at this unorganized and unreliable subordinate, "Have you got the occasion wrong?"

"Damn, can't you smell such a strong smell?" The woman stared back at her, and then showed a look of sudden realization, "Oh, I see, your rhinitis has happened again, right?"

Su Xian touched his nose, a little embarrassed: "What's the matter, what's the smell?"

"The girl should have sprayed a lot of air freshener in the room before leaving, and the smell hasn't dissipated yet." "Poodle" pinched his nose while sprinkling water, "I can hardly breathe."

In this way, she understood what she meant by this move, and the water vapor can expedite the dispelling of those smells.

After reacting, Su Xian's nerves tensed immediately: "This move is definitely aimed at you... She wants to 'shield' your nose, what is she trying to cover up?"

At the first moment, he thought of whether it was an attempt to cover up some special smell, for example, Zhong Yuncong's blood.

Is that guy really dead?His heart sank slowly.

"It's still not very bright." "Poodle" shook his head, looking uncomfortable, "Too sensitive of smell is also a double-edged sword, but that dead girl knows my weakness very well, she is quite sinister."

Su Xian was speechless, and when he thought of Zhong Yuncong's whereabouts unknown, his life and death were unknown, he became more and more irritable, but it seemed that there was nothing to do at this time, so he had to help the "poodle" sprinkle water together.

When they messed up the floor, the short lady sniffled and finally came back to life: "Finally I can breathe."

Su Xian couldn't hold his breath for a rare sight: "...do you smell anything?"

Normally, he would use her tone as if he were a dog, and the proud "poodle" would have to make a fuss with him for the sake of self-esteem, but now there is no time to worry about it, her nostrils kept fluttering: " It's something special...it smells like...gunpowder."

Su Xian was startled, then turned around and ran away: "Fuck! You tell them to evacuate everyone! There may be explosives!"

The three souls and seven souls of the "poodle" were about to be scared out of their bodies: "Explosive, explosives... What's the matter? Boss, where are you running? Do you know where the explosives are? Just run away!"

"At Li Zhijun's house." Su Xian gritted his teeth and replied, he should have thought of it earlier, Li Zhijun's behavior was really abnormal!

"Poodle" opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that the figure in front of her flickered, and then her boss disappeared out of thin air.

If she didn't know his abilities like the palm of his hand, she would probably think that she was dazzled.

He copied a colleague's housekeeping skill - the ability called "teleportation".

Seeing his convincing appearance, she didn't dare to take it lightly, and before leaving the room, she let go of her voice and shouted loudly: "Everyone obeys orders! Be careful to evacuate all residents! There may be gangsters in the building!"

Her high-pitched, thin, penetrating voice quickly spread to every corner of the five-story resident.

Everyone fell into panic in an instant.

Based on his impression, Su Xian arrived at the door of Li Zhijun's house. The door was closed tightly. He didn't have time to pay attention to those red tapes at this time. He simply kicked the door open and broke into Li's house. After looking around, he didn't find the owner silhouette of home.

"Uncle Li! Aunt Li!" He yelled loudly, checked quickly, and finally found that only the bathroom door was closed.

He ran over and pushed hard, but the door didn't budge.

"Uncle Li, are you in there?" He didn't get a reply, he kicked the door, the bathroom was undoubtedly locked, Su Xian took a deep breath, the smell was so strong that even he, a rhinitis patient, could smell it He didn't dare to consume any more, he directly copied Xiang Yu's strange strength, and kicked down heavily, the wooden door cracked with a sound.

He confronted Li Zhijun, who had slack eyes and a dull expression.

Li Zhijun didn't respond to the uninvited guest. He was playing with a lighter in his hand, as if unconsciously, pressing and releasing it repeatedly, repeating the process without interruption.The flames appeared and disappeared, and even when it burned his skin, he seemed unconscious.

And at his feet, a woman with her hands and feet bound and her mouth gagged wriggled and struggled like an earthworm. After seeing Su Xian, she immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at him beggingly, whining from her throat. strange call.

Su Xian almost held his breath—the woman's waist was tied with a circle of explosives, and what's worse, the gun had already been ignited.

The pungent smell of black powder filled this cramped space, and there was only a short lead wire left. Su Xian had no extra time to think. He had to react immediately, otherwise, everyone in the whole building would be killed. !

The sheriffs came late, and when "Poodle" and Xiang Yu led people in, what they saw was that Su Xian smashed the window with the woman who was tied to her body and jumped off!

The shocked people were in an uproar.

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Zhong Yuncong felt that his right shoulder should have been sawed in two, and wished he could take it off his body, lest it torture him so recklessly.

The loss of blood made him feel cold, but the wound was burning hot. It made him feel like he was frozen in an ice cube for a while, and locked in an oven for a while. The hot and cold alternated. The "Life and Death Talisman" that can't survive or die.

Probably his curled up body twitched too much, someone observed for a while and then reported: "He seems to be dying."

"Didn't I ask you to bandage him?" There was impatience in a still immature voice, "Didn't the bleeding stop?"

"The wound is a bit deep," the person who answered was obviously a little embarrassed, "This is a temporary foothold, there is no medicine..."

The other party did not reply. After a brief silence, Zhong Yuncong felt his eyelids were lifted.

His vision was a little slack, and he met a pair of indifferent eyes vaguely.

These eyes are beautifully curved, with long eyelashes and slightly upturned corners, which should be endearing—if her irises were not congested with blood.

He stared at the red eyes like a vampire, and the memory fragments were gradually spliced ​​together, and the situation before coma reappeared in his mind.

The "chameleon" who had met once in Xicheng once again appeared mysteriously and put a knife on his neck, forcing him to let go of the hostage in his hand. The child stood opposite him with a smile on his face , made an unexpected move—she took something out of both eyes, and after that, her eyes changed from a sickly gray-blue to an even weirder scarlet.

"Didn't you think so?" Yingying spread out her palms, her two contact lenses shrunk wrinkledly, "I'm just like you, hiding myself carefully...but I should be a little smarter than you."

Zhong Yun was speechless. In terms of acting skills, he really couldn't compare with this one as a layman. The world owed her a golden statue.

But, but those scarlet eyes... what does it mean?

He once heard Zhang Jibai vaguely mention that people infected with the "Paradise Lost" virus have to go through three stages—early stage, middle stage, and late stage.

Gray-blue pupils are the characteristics of all early and mid-stage infected people. No one told him what it means for the iris to turn from blue to red.

But there is one fact that he knows very well - in the entire East City, there are not many people with red eyes all over the streets.

Combined with Yingying's whitewashing behavior, he knew it well.

He even thought of whether her abnormal appearance had something to do with what she called "enhancement ability"?

Guessing the result made his scalp tingle, because it meant that the delicate and lovely girl in front of him had become a little more dangerous.

"You're only 12 years old...how could..." He stared at her in disbelief, "you've already..."

"You guessed what, right?" She is not only smart, but also has a keen sixth sense, "You must really want to complain to Brother Xian, but it's too late."

"What do you want to do?!" Her vague threat successfully ignited the fear that Zhong Yuncong was trying to suppress. He forgot that he was still a fish on the chopping board, and he grabbed Yingying's hand violently, "Don't make the same mistake again and again!"

His sudden movement obviously startled Yingying, and he paid the price - the dagger in the captor's hand quickly and cruelly pierced into his shoulder socket.

Blood spurted out.

Zhong Yuncong let out a scream, and all the strength in his body was sucked out immediately, and his whole body was in danger.

The blood he spurted even splashed onto Yingying's face. The girl wiped her face, stared at the bright red blood on her hand for a moment, and suddenly became furious: "Did I let you do it!"

She coldly stared at the man in black robe who acted without authorization, and the latter looked at her, touched the fierceness in her eyes, shivered, bowed humbly, put one hand on his chest, and let out a groan in his throat. The discontinuous monophony seems to be trying to explain something.

The girl glanced at the gauze wrapped around his throat, and sneered: "I know you did it on purpose, Su Xian hurt you, so you want to take revenge... But I hope you understand one thing - here is what I said It's up to you."

The man in black buried his head deeper, and Yingying gave him a disgusted look, then helped Zhong Yuncong who was half paralyzed on the ground, brushed his fingertips lightly over his bleeding wound, and said in a pitiful tone: " What a poor little girl."

Zhong Yuncong's consciousness and blood were continuously draining together, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, using one kind of sober pain to relieve another kind of chaotic pain.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the girl with ulterior motives: "What exactly do you want?"

"Don't worry, you won't die yet." Yingying answered irrelevantly, smiled at him, and then grabbed his front - the gesture was very confusing, as if she was acting like a baby, but Zhong Yun knew it well, This child was indeed terrifyingly perceptive, and she probably realized that she couldn't have direct contact with him casually, otherwise, certain secrets would become jeopardized.

"It's getting late, we should go." Her curled fingers increased strength, and she looked straight into his eyes, "Otherwise, it's time for Brother Xian to catch me."

Zhong Yuncong looked at her dyingly: "You have deceived everyone." Everyone who loves and cares about you.

"That's because," Yingying raised the corners of her mouth and paused every word, "you are too stupid."

At that moment, Zhong Yuncong finally saw Su Xian's unique skill.

Her eyes changed—the irises turned from red to black, and the pupils spread little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, occupying the entire eyeball in an orderly manner.

She looked extremely weird, her eyeballs turned into two unfathomable black holes, and if you looked closely, you would find that they were actually in a whirlpool shape, constantly moving, and the pitch-black matter was constantly shrinking and expanding.

On the contrary, she stared at the front with both eyes, and the space began to distort and deform, as if being pulled by some kind of force out of thin air, and finally a crack was torn open.

It was just an inconspicuous black line at first, and as the blackness in the girl's eyes expanded, the cracks also grew larger—until it expanded to about half a meter wide, and finally stopped.

"Let's go." Yingying grabbed his lapel and led him into the crack. Zhong Yuncong was shocked and looked back. All the images of objects in his field of vision were crooked. It is quite similar to Dali's famous "soft bell for the continuation of memory".

Immediately, the two men in black robes also came in, and then, the passage was closed.

As for what it feels like to be in the space channel, he was dizzy at first. After the channel was closed, he seemed to be floating in the air, but in fact he was not really suspended in mid-air, but he couldn't find it in all directions. It was the first time he experienced the feeling of weightlessness, and this top-heavy feeling aggravated his discomfort. After a while, he closed his eyes and passed out neatly.

When I woke up again, it was this strange place.

But this time he personally verified Su Xian's conjecture—there is indeed a "space teleportation" ability, and the person with the ability is Yingying.

It's a pity that I can't tell Su Xian.

Am I going to die here?Zhong Yuncong felt quite hopeless, his coat had been ripped off, and there was a lot of blood, this place was so cold that it was dying, and just now I heard that there was a lack of medical care here, and the little girl was like a snake, I guess I don't care about him...

He tried his best to glance around, and it was obviously a long-abandoned house, with dust everywhere, and the furniture and furnishings were tattered, revealing a decaying smell.

Fortunately, the house is still in good condition, there are no air leaks everywhere, but the interior is not warm either. A fire or heating is needed in this weather, but there is only a room full of dust.

Apart from him and Yingying, there are two other people who are dressed in the same way, with white masks and black robes, and are of moderate height and build. At a glance, their ages and genders cannot be distinguished.

But listening to one of them just now, at least one of them is a woman.

Who are they?It seems that although Yingying is young, her status is not low. As far as he observes, these people are all under her orders - including that ghostly "chameleon".

He took a second look, and found that there were clusters of white flames embroidered on their chests, adorned on their black robes, like a raging fire in the dark night.

His gaze was fixed on the little girl in front of him, and he found that she had also changed into a coat of the same style, and there was also a shadow mark on her chest.

Wearing this kind of clothes in such a good time, the aesthetics are worrying!he thought bitterly.

Yingying saw that he opened his eyes on his own initiative, the eyeballs were still rolling, and the indifference in her eyes eased a little, she blinked, and showed her sweet smile again: "Don't worry, I haven't figured out what to do with you yet, but what? , I won’t kill you for the time being.”

As she spoke, she pouted at the person next to her: "Go find some thick clothes, and bring some food."

Then turned around and sighed at him: "Brother Yun, although I won't kill you yet, you have to fight yourself. If you can't make it through by yourself, then you can't blame me."

What he said... It seemed that he was so full that he used a knife to bleed his own blood!

Even though Zhong Yuncong was aggrieved, but after all, his life was hanging by a thread and he had to rely on others, and he had neither the guts nor the strength to fight her.

Added clothes, ate something, and re-bandaged the wound on his arm. Zhong Yuncong felt that he had probably survived a tenth of his life. Although he still couldn't get up, he at least had the strength to speak.

It's just that the brain circuit has not been able to keep up, and it is still at the elementary level, and the cliché is too straightforward: "Where is this?"

As a matter of course, Yingying said with a smile that she had no comment: "You don't need to know this, and you don't need to try to ask other questions, just save your energy and take care of your health."

Zhong Yuncong was blocked back, choked and almost missed, and the other party turned around and left, he, a prisoner in a weak position, could do nothing but stare at the ceiling helplessly.

But what he never expected was that Yingying made another unexpected move - she waved her hand to the two dark wooden stakes: "You have worked hard too, go and rest."

Zhong Yuncong really suspected that he had heard it wrong, but the wooden stakes really moved, and they left as soon as they said they would, without any muddling, and when they walked out of the room, they didn't even turn their heads.

His dumbfounded appearance seemed to please the little devil. She tilted her head and looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "You should also have a good sleep, the patient needs to be recuperated. Good night, have a good dream~"

Zhong Yun never showed any sign of watching her disappear behind the door - she closed the door, but it seems that the door is not locked?

so what?what happened?Is this an open prison?

Are they sure that he can't run away with this sick body?

In fact, Zhong Yuncong himself felt the same way, but with such a perfect escape condition in front of him, if he didn't try it, it seemed too unreasonable.

Without much struggle in his mind, he stood up tremblingly against the wall, and after a few more staggering steps, he almost gave up his plan to escape from prison—his current state is even worse than a vegetative state. A little bit stronger.

I will definitely exercise in the future!Zhong Yun moved from side to side while learning from the pain, and looked forward to the future by the way—if that thing still exists.

After a lot of effort, he finally moved to the door. When he put his hand on the doorknob, he always had an ominous premonition—aside from the basic respect for the enemy's IQ, the biggest hidden danger came from his disability. Not too strong myself.

But in any case, since we have all trekked here, should we give up if the door is not opened?

Zhong Yuncong thought so, and turned the doorknob - the door opened in response.

The cold wind slashed across his face like a sharp blade, causing him severe pain, but the cold and pain relieved his tense nerves a little—this made him truly feel that he was still alive despite being frightened.

In the ten days or so since he came to the "isolated island", everything that happened was like a nightmare, so that for a few moments, he couldn't be sure whether it was real or not.including himself.

Now I know, he will be cold, painful and afraid, very good, he is really alive.

I don't know how far I can run, but the first step is always taken.

It was so dark outside that we couldn't see anything clearly, even where the road was. Zhong Yuncong was pouring chicken soup for himself. He raised one foot, and when he was about to cross the threshold, suddenly, a drop of liquid fell to the ground.

The ticking sound is very inconspicuous. If you accidentally skip it, even if you notice it, you will only think it is snow melting.

But for him, it's not that simple.

Zhong Yun will never forget what happened the first day he came to the "isolated island"—and at this moment, that nightmare seems to be repeating itself.

He stared fixedly at the ground, clearly seeing a small pit corroded on the wooden floor.

He took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.

Not surprisingly, he met a familiar face again.

Bloody, melting rotten faces, and viscous, foul-smelling venom.

Not to mention, even the posture is the same.

These guys don't know if it's a quirk or a habit. They always like to hang on the beams, causing mucus to drip all over their bodies. They don't care about the environment at all.

Although it was still a familiar formula, Zhong Yuncong was annoyed to find that his acceptance level had not become higher - his stomach was still nauseated.

Dare I ask if there is anyone more unlucky than me in the entire "isolated island"? !

The alien screamed strangely, and the palm with rotting white stubble suddenly grabbed at his front. Zhong Yuncong reacted fairly quickly, tilting his head back, barely avoiding the blow.

It's just that the two legs are a little unsteady.

Before the buddies jumped down and crunched him, he made a decisive decision and slammed the door shut, but he didn't expect the thing to stick its head in, and he just caught it by the neck.

He exhausted all his strength in that blow, and it is estimated that it was also uncomfortably stuck, the strange screams became more powerful, and the struggle was so violent that the whole door trembled.

Zhong Yun never dared to relax, and used all his strength to resist the door desperately. He and the alien species wrestled like this, and both sides were close to death.

In the end, it was restrained by seven inches. After a long confrontation, the alien species was the first to be defeated. After its body twitched violently for a while, it remained motionless.

Zhong Yun never dared to let go of his guard easily, until after a few minutes, when he was sure that the alien species was completely dead, he slowly left the door panel.

He glanced back, the monster's neck was almost broken by him, and the head was hanging loosely at a paradoxical angle, as if it would fall off at any time.

Zhong Yuncong stared at it for a while, but he couldn't control it under the lingering fear, and sat down on the ground, almost collapsed.

Finally, I know why the little girl Pianzi left him alone so confidently. It's not because she has a big heart, but because there are higher-level guards outside!If his legs and feet were quicker, he would have directly sent Bo Ren's head as soon as he stepped out.

Doesn't this just sit back and relax?

"You're really disobedient." The girl's silver bell-like laughter rang out from a corner of the room without warning. He had already seen the strangeness, and just looked over numbly: "Is this the West City?"

She raised the corner of her mouth and said nothing.

"It seems so." He nodded, and asked the second question, "Can you make them obey you?"

Yingying's smile subsided a little, but her voice was very gentle: "Brother Yun, knowing too much is not good for you."

That's true.Zhong Yuncong took a deep breath and suddenly thought of the corpses that had been transferred to the West City.

Could it be that those missing people were used to feed these monsters?

The chill ran up his spine, almost freezing him, the girl turned around, leaving him with a profile.

He heard her whispering softly: "You can see it too, you can't escape, stay here at ease, as long as you behave well, I will try my best to save your life, you are still quite valuable... As for other Yes, such as fantasizing about someone coming to save you, there is no need."

Zhong Yuncong frowned, and she smiled slightly: "If there are no accidents, my brother Xian should have been blown to pieces by this time."

He fell into an ice cave.