mother of beasts

Yingcun stopped and looked back at him.

"May I ask Master Ying, where is that... that boy's body? Where did the young master catch this thing?"

Ying's cunning gaze was a little creepy, and the man in white who spoke only felt a burst of cold air rising from his back, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to say: "Please ask Master Ying to clarify my doubts for us."

Yingcun squinted at the man who dared to question him for a while, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "That boy, he may be dead. Anyway, I only found this thing. As for where he found it?" ...Does this young master have an obligation to tell you?"

The man was startled, and raised his head quietly, just in time to meet Ying's sly smile, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look up.

Yingcun didn't pay attention to the man at all, and walked two steps towards the road just now, and suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to the man: "Do you think, what capital do you have to talk to Ben Shao like that? Is that It is better to speed up your research and make the things requested by the Senate as soon as possible, if you can’t complete the task, your time should be up.”

The tone was very relaxed, even a little frivolous, but the threat in the words was obvious. The man's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to answer a word. He just lowered his head and let Yingcun stride away .

Finally got rid of that annoying thing.

Yingcun played with the miniature gas cannon in his hand, and walked slowly along the path, feeling extremely happy.

If that little thing died in the research institute, then Li Jia would belong to him alone. reward.

No matter how the future develops, it seems to be in his favor.Yingcun couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and quickened his pace.

When Yingcun came out of the dry well and came to the room where Li Jia was staying, the girl who had saved them was packing up things in the room. When she saw him coming, she was a little puzzled: "Where... that strange beast?"

The man bent his eyes towards the girl, and the smile on his face was as bright as a chrysanthemum: "Sold."

After all, before the girl came back to her senses, he had already picked up the boy who was sleeping on the bed, and strode out.

"That's right." The man suddenly paused, turned his head and said to the girl, "You guys, you'd better move out of this place within three days, otherwise, you'll bleed..."

The man's voice is very gentle, with a bit of seductive feeling, but people who hear it will unconsciously have a creepy feeling.

Behind the tenderness lies the sharpness that can kill people...

The softest spines.Such an adjective flashed in the girl's mind.

Ignoring the stunned girl, Yingqiao quickly walked out of the room with Li Jia in his arms, and slowly left the town.

He had already reminded the girl to repay her for saving her life. If they didn't believe it and refused to leave, then it would be no fault of him.

Avoiding the eyes of everyone, Yingcun's footsteps were very fast, and he arrived at the dry well in a short while.

Holding the boy in his arms, he carefully went down the path, halfway inside, he suddenly stopped and held his breath.

There was a sound from the other end of the path, very soft, but enough to catch the movement with his ears.

Carefully placing the young man in his arms in a relatively clean and spacious place behind him, Yingqiao took out his weapon, walked a few steps forward carefully, and then stood silently on the spot.

The voice from the front was getting louder and louder. He closed his eyes and listened quietly, sensing the number of people coming.

... Not many, maybe just two or three, but judging by the sound of their footsteps, these people are relatively smart and light.

Are you really worried?The man lowered his head and remained silent.

After a while, Yingcun suddenly raised his head, his black pupils were astonishingly bright.

Without hesitation, he drew out his long knife and slashed at a man in white who suddenly appeared in front of him!

"what--"

A shrill scream came, but the sound only lasted for half a second before stopping abruptly.

Looking closely, Yingcun's long knife cut off the man's neck directly!

The bloody head fell off the man's body with a "thump" and rolled on the ground twice before stopping.

The body whose head had been cut off fell to the ground not long after maintaining the posture it had just stood up to. The cut on the neck was still bleeding, and the bright red color had a bit of the darkness of the night, matching the not very bright environment in the trail. It was horribly weird.

Walking behind the man in white was a man who was taken aback by the sudden scene. Before he could recover, the blood-stained long knife was already on his neck.

"Tell me...how many people are there?"

The man was trembling all over, and was sweating profusely from the somewhat chilly soft voice. After a while, he hesitated tremblingly: "No, no one..."

"……no one?"

Ying smiled cunningly, and the blood-drinking long knife in his hand took a step towards the man's neck mercilessly, bringing out a long and thin bloodstain.

"Don't! Don't kill me!" Scared out of his soul by the cold touch on his neck, the man felt as if he was about to cry.

"So tell me, how many people are there outside? Huh?"

Yingcun, who was holding the man up with a knife, stepped on the man's knee, making the man's body half-kneeling.

"No one! Really no one! I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you!"

There was a bit of weeping in the man's pleading, which sounded extremely pitiful.

Noticing that the man's voice was not as deep as ordinary men's, Yingcun frowned lightly, and lifted the man's chin with the handle of the knife, a little surprised to find that the guy he restrained was just a half-grown boy.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has not been in the institute for a long time. Compared with those old and cunning men, such a person is much easier to deceive, and easier to tell the truth.

Just when Ying's cunning expression was a little weird, the man also took the opportunity to see clearly that the person who restrained him was actually the man whom his boss respectfully called "Master Ying"!

"You...you are..."

The man's eyes widened, his teeth chattered a little, and he couldn't speak fluently.

Seeing the frightened look on the boy's face, Ying smiled slyly, put his head on the back of his neck, and spoke in a terribly gentle tone: "Boy, I didn't want to kill you at first, but..."

"boom--"

With a gunshot, Yingcun let go of the man in his arms, and the man fell to the ground in a daze, his eyes were still wide open, and a blood hole exploded behind his head.

He curled his lips at the two corpses on the ground, with some disdain in Yingcun's eyes, grunted a few times, turned around and hugged Li Jia back, and strode out of the path.

As the man said before his death, there is really no one at the trailhead, and the empty desert looks a bit vast.

It won't be long before the research institute that hasn't seen anyone going back will send someone to come here again.Yingcun couldn't help thinking.

Looking down at the boy in his arms, he carefully kissed the corner of his mouth. The man was in a surprisingly good mood, whistled and walked away.

It was night when Li Jia woke up, the seventh night after taking the pill.

The head hurts, like being pricked by a needle, this is Li Jia's only feeling after waking up.

Covering the back of his head with one hand, he looked around with dim eyes, only to find that the surroundings were strange.

It seems to be in the wild, but there is an extra defensive tent, and he is sleeping in the tent.

Crawling up from the ground, Li Jia was a little surprised at the black and white robe he was wearing.

This dress seems familiar...

"woke up?"

Suddenly, a voice he had heard before sounded near the top of his head, Li Jia raised his head reflexively, and faced the man with a naughty smirk.

"...Eagle, cunning?"

Li Jia spoke hesitantly, unable to understand why this man appeared here, and why he was also here.

He seems to have slept for a long time, and the reason for sleeping...

He got shot in the head by a guy?

Quickly touching the back of his head, Li Jia didn't find any trace of his head being opened, at most, there was a small protruding scar on his skull.

"I'm so glad you still remember Ben's name."

Listening to Li Jia uttering his name, Yingcun seemed to be in a great mood, and his whole handsome face seemed to be in high spirits, but in some dim environments, the effect was greatly reduced.

Li Jia ignored his molesting words just now, just threw the clothes that were covering him to him, frowned and said, "You saved me?"

Yingqiao took the clothes and put them on himself. After all, it was still night. He just stayed outside the tent for so long, and he was indeed a little cold: "Why, do you want to promise yourself?"

He has a very thick skin, and he didn't blush at all when he said such words. On the contrary, Li Jia, who had just woken up from a coma, blushed when he heard this, not only from shame but also from anger: "Man, Can you be more shameless?"

Staring at Li Jia's face with great interest, Yingcun found that the boy's blushing appearance was really not ordinary good-looking, even more alluring than those so-called aristocratic girls.

"As long as you want, I don't mind putting your face down..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Jia, who was about to explode from the frivolous words, stood up, pushed the man away and walked outside the tent.

What an awkward child, Yingcun shrugged, looking helpless.