The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

The impact of the bullet was transmitted through Song Lin's body to He Lang's palm.

He Lang: "!!!"

"Uh……!"

Song Lin seemed to be about to wail, but with the man strangling his neck, his only utterance was breath sounds.He Lang involuntarily let go of his hand, and the young man fell down instantly.

He Lang grabbed him subconsciously.

The young man fell into his arms, and the rapid blood loss from his heart made the former majestic man powerless now.He Lang supported his back, and suddenly felt something slowly flow into his hands.

Warm, rusty.

"Ha ha ha ha……!!!"

Not far away, Fang Shengli's laughter came from the loudspeaker, extremely rampant, extremely arrogant, and very happy: "I killed Song Lin! I killed Song Lin with my own hands! I am the strongest!!!"

His strong emotions caused He Lang's psychic powers to fluctuate, inducing the man's desire to kill more intensely.But the man actually suppressed it, as if he suppressed himself and strangled Song Lin to death.The man looked at the young man in front of him, looked at the eyes that were shining with fire, and suddenly realized - he was going to die.

"No..." He Lang's brain exploded, and a certain emotion broke through his consciousness immediately!The extremely strong fluctuations triggered the forcible suppression of the psychic abilities, but the more the psychic abilities were suppressed, the more unshakable He Lang's will would be.Lost, flustered, sad, and an unusual amount of anger erupted from his heart. The more obvious the pain caused by the psychic power, the more sober He Lang became.

He is shaking Fang Shengli's psychic abilities embedded in him!

"He Lang, what are you doing!" Fang Shengli was in ecstasy. Even if he felt a certain degree of shake in control, it was only He Lang's heart fluttering when he saw the death of the people in Qinghe Base.He sternly said, "You threw that corpse at me! Come back! You..."

boom!

A bullet pierced Fang Shengli's neck, and blood from the aorta gushed out like a fountain.Fang Shengli subconsciously covered it with both hands, but the blood continued to flow down, staining Fang Shengli's lapel red immediately.He wasn't dead right away, but he was bound to die.The megaphone was right at his mouth, but there was no possibility of him even calling for help.

Blood choked into his windpipe.He would die of suffocation before bleeding too much.

He clutched his neck and fell down slowly.Before closing his eyes, he saw the shadow of a woman in the firelight.

That is Bai Xiaoning.Bai Xiaoning, who once betrayed the Shen family and Wan Ling, is now a member of the Qinghe base.

"You..." Fang Shengli couldn't even make a sound, only his lips trembled slightly, "Traitor...!"

Bai Xiaoning didn't notice that he was scolding himself at all, his eyes were red, and his tone was as cold as ice: "If I don't kill you, it may cause other abnormal bodies to attack, I really want to cut you three thousand six hundred knives! You he X dares to kill Song Lin! I'm X your mother!!!"

Bai Xiaoning was so angry that he stomped on the roots of Fang Shengli's descendants to vent his anger.Fang Shengli, who hadn't completely died, was instantly swept away by the severe pain, and passed out directly.

Bai Xiaoning wasn't in the mood to take care of him, and shot at the people in front of him indiscriminately, rushing to where Song Lin and He Lang were.At this time He Lang had already knelt down, and Song Lin was hugged tightly in his arms.Bai Xiaoning was going crazy with anger, and aimed his gun at the back of He Lang's head.

"Let go of him!!!"

Even if it is a corpse, it cannot be held by this traitor!Bai Xiaoning will never let Song Lin be polluted by the blood of this traitor who killed several teammates in Qinghe Base!

While ordering, she was careful to prevent the other party from going crazy.Fang Shengli was dying, and if the control of the psychic ability was completely broken, He Lang might go berserk instantly.If he hurt Song Lin's body at that time, Bai Xiaoning felt that he could bear the blame.

However, she waited for several seconds, but did not see any change in He Lang's movements.

And his posture is really weird, he is actually hugging Song Lin, instead of holding Song Lin in other postures.He knelt on the ground, and clasped the still warm young man tightly with his iron arms, even to the point of trembling slightly, as if they were welded together and no one could separate them.Coupled with his kneeling posture, it looks like... he is deeply and piously repenting to the person in his arms.

Bai Xiaoning seemed to hear what he was saying, and for some reason, he listened patiently.

Unexpectedly, the man repeated two sentences in a hoarse voice.

"Sorry...killed me...sorry, sorry...killed me..."

Bai Xiaoning found this sentence extremely ironic.

She couldn't help but said: "Did you fuck wrong?! Your master is waiting to die behind! Open your eyes and see who you are hugging clearly!"

He Lang didn't respond to her, but kept repeating those two sentences.For some reason, his voice was quite trembling and difficult, as if it was a confession squeezed out of pain.

Bai Xiaoning refused to think about the reasons for all this.

With red eyes, she pointed a gun at He Lang's forehead: "If you want to die, I will send you to hell! Let him go first!"

He Lang may have finally heard it, or he may have felt something suddenly, and slowly turned his head to look at Bai Xiaoning.

His face was splashed with blood from nowhere, his eyes were deep and dark, and his whole body was trembling involuntarily, making him look scary.Bai Xiaoning's heart rang out, and he was about to take two steps back when He Lang disarmed and snatched the gun away!

Bai Xiaoning was startled, before she subconsciously wanted to back away, she was suddenly taken aback.

He actually...

***

Time went back to the time when Fang Shengli intended to call He Lang back to his side.

He Lang "didn't hear" Fang Shengli's call to him at all, and even the forceful control of his psychic powers seemed to have begun to fail.He was nailed to the spot, watching the eyes of the young man in his arms close little by little, his breath weakened little by little, and great fear and anger intertwined in his heart.

Without warning, pain swept through his body.He was obviously a painless infected person, but at this moment, his heart also felt a strong, sharp pain.It seemed that Song Lin's shot also hit him, piercing his heart.In the past, even if he was inhumanly tortured during missions, even if he was bitten by an infected body, even if he woke up and realized that he had killed so many former teammates... It didn't make him suffer like this now, as if his whole body was covered with pain. He was poked with countless bloody holes. The words "empathy" and "painful" are vividly displayed in him.

This kind of pain drained He Lang's strength, causing him to crumble, and then he fell to his knees with a bang.Although his knee hit the gravel and gravel, He Lang still hugged the young man tightly.

At this moment, he realized very clearly that he would rather die for the other party than suffer a little harm.Song Lin was shot like this, and passed away slowly.For He Lang, piercing his heart and gouging out his eyes was no longer enough to describe his current feelings. He was so painful that he couldn't control his strength, so he could only tightly hold the young man in his arms.

He couldn't even remember the relationship between himself and Song Lin, and the pain in his heart couldn't be suppressed like this.

He thought, if it wasn't for him, Song Lin wouldn't have been shot suddenly like this and died straight away.

If it wasn't for him to fix Song Lin.

If it wasn't for him to waste time talking to Song Lin.

If it wasn't for him to expose Song Lin's flaws...

"……sorry……"

The man knew that this sentence was useless, but he couldn't find any other words to confess.He seems to have made a lot of mistakes. At this moment, he can only have this sentence to represent his feelings: "I'm sorry..."

Then, the wish he had made to Song Lin before was extremely clear at this moment.

"...Kill me, kill me..."

He really didn't want to take another step.Mind control is disappearing, and the desire to kill is rising, but nothing can compare to his will to die.He even felt that he was dead, and his soul was coming out of his body, chasing the soul of the young man in his arms aimlessly.

He couldn't tell whether he was insane or crazy, and he kept repeating his wishes.

"...Sorry, killed me...Sorry, sorry...Killed me..."

He knelt on the ground, in the midst of severe pain, sadness, anger and trembling, repeating his long-cherished wish, like a devout believer who has reached the last step of his life.He begged the god to hear his wish, but he knew very clearly that his god was dead.

"...I'll send you to hell! Let him go first!"

With a female voice, a pistol was firmly pressed against He Lang's temple.

...Is it a signal from the gods?He Lang's sanity suddenly cleared up for a moment, or in other words, the obsession with begging for death made him slowly turn his head away.He actually saw Bai Xiaoning who was startled, but he didn't want to bother thinking about who it was.His eyes fell on the pistol that was pressing against his forehead, and he suddenly snatched the gun away!

His strength was too great, Bai Xiaoning couldn't dodge in time, and he snatched him right away.He Lang stopped looking at him after he finished snatching, but finally let go of some young people who were held in his arms.

The young man's body was still warm, but his eyes were closed tightly, and his chest and back were bloody red.Those silver eyes will never open again.

"Kill me……"

He Lang murmured.He held up the young man's still stiff right hand, put the gun in the blood-stained hand, and then patiently and little by little broke off each finger of the young man.

Finally, his left thumb lightly pressed on the young man's index finger.

And Song Lin's index finger was on the trigger of the pistol.

Bai Xiaoning watched all this with wide eyes.

"You come...kill me." The man lowered his head, his forehead pressed against the young man's forehead, and the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose.Holding the young man's right hand with his left hand, he slowly raised the gun to his temple.

The man took one last look at the young man, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "I'm here to find you..."

boom!

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