Accompany you to the end of the world

Chapter20

At this time, Lang Chen was basically sure of one thing: the Nightingale Squadron was not targeting her.

It's not aimed at her, so who is it aimed at on this train?

"Master Deputy Director, here is one!"

Standing a few steps in front of Lang Chen, a team member in a silver imperial uniform suddenly raised the Wei Chong on his shoulders, and shouted loudly while shooting.

The crowd immediately went into a commotion, slightly rushing to stir up flying dust in the sloppy departure hall. Amidst the chaos and screaming, a white figure suddenly attacked in the direction where she was standing.

The speed of the other party is very fast, which has already surpassed the speed of ordinary humans——

But in Lang Chen's eyes, that was nothing. With her eyes open, she stared straight at the opponent's moving route, and she had already seen the opponent's next trajectory clearly——

For some reason, Sikong standing beside her felt familiar anger and fear from the bottom of her heart. She trembled all over, green light flashed strangely in her eyes, and when her mind was about to lose control, someone grabbed her shoulder:

Lang Chen's gentle voice came softly: "Don't worry, he's not coming for us—"

Before he finished speaking, the black shadow's left shoulder suddenly sank, and the figure turned around, and actually changed direction. Obviously, the other party's target was the nightingale who had been standing beside Lang Chen with his arms crossed, and her two Team members!

Ding Ding!

In the midst of the smoke and dust, three pitch-black chains shot out suddenly, and the countless small and sharp blades on the chains glowed with cold silver light, attacking the three of Nightingale.

At the same time, Nightingale didn't change her face, and stepped back several steps lightly.

And the two team members beside her decisively took two steps forward to protect Nightingale!

Woo!

After a long metallic sound, everything returned to silence.

The three golden chains pierced through the hearts of Nightingale's two guards, stabbed out, but the speed was greatly reduced, and was held in Nightingale's hands——

The surrounding rioting crowd had already been brought under control by Nightingale's team, and the same was true for the battlefield here.

Nightingale sneered, kicked her heels on the ground, bounced off with the power of the chains, and went straight to the source of the chains!

The next moment, there was a chilling click sound from the other end, and then a man's head hung listlessly in front of his chest like a wilted flower.

Nightingale clapped her hands and walked back to Lang Chen.

She looked at Lang Chen at the same level with interest, and said softly: "Miss Lang, are you very capable?"

Lang Chen knew that Nightingale had heard what he just comforted Sikong.She still lowered her brows and eyes, and there was no emotion in her voice:

"I don't know that person before, so it's impossible for him to come for me."

Lang Chen's evasive answer made Nightingale feel a little disappointed. She turned her eyes and landed on Sikong.

Sikong had already regained his composure, but due to Wumu's natural sensitivity to the surrounding air pressure, she obediently stood beside Lang Chen, her whole body was almost transparent in silence.

Nightingale raised her voice: "Compared to you, your cousin is far inferior to you. But can a blue rose rogue mechanical soldier be scared like this?"

Sikong didn't move and didn't say a word.

Lang Chen took Sikong's hand, and his tone was still calm: "She just came out of Soan Nanong District, she has little knowledge, you are laughing at me."

When he was leaving the station, Lang Chen saw several other team members escorting the two of them to the front of Nightingale, explaining something.

Hu Xun waited at the exit until almost all the people had left before she saw Lang Chen come out.

She subconsciously stood up straight and looked at Lang Chen.

At this moment, thousands of words suddenly popped up in Hu Xun's heart, and he wanted to say to Lang Chen——

About all that I once thought in my heart but couldn't say it through the communication channel.

But Hu Xun didn't say anything, just handed the food in his hand to Lang Chen:

"Please have breakfast."

Langchen smiled, and handed the toast to Sikong beside him, opened the bag of baked biscuits, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth to chew, glanced at the Nightingale team leaving not far away, Langchen asked casually:

"Is your colleague in front? Don't you want to say hello?"

Hu Xun grinned, and looked at Sikong who was standing beside Langchen: "Langchen, you haven't introduced this young lady to me yet?"

Hu Xun should not let Sikong's identity know, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

Without even thinking about it, Lang Chen casually said, "A friend, just call her Roberta."

As she spoke, she picked up a biscuit in the shape of a cat's face and handed it to Hu Xun: "Do you think this biscuit looks like you?"

Hu Xun glanced at the biscuit angrily, opened his eyes immediately, and denied it: "I don't look like it, huh-huh!"

Lang Chen had already fed the biscuit over, and Hu Xun subconsciously opened his mouth to eat it, and his words were a little vague:

"Lang Chen, are you and this lady really just friends?"

Lang Chen nodded.

Hu Xun babbled some more nonsense, Lang Chen finally couldn't help it, and asked, "Hu Xun, if you have something to say, just say it."

Hu Xun nodded, wanted to say but couldn't.

There were two particularly contradictory thoughts in her mind, which were constantly at war.

One that made her want to get close to Lang Chen uncontrollably, to the point where she would do everything, talk about everything, without reservation;

The other thought was about his own points. Hu Xun wanted to complete Lang Chen's task, get points, and get the chance for Doosy's mother to survive.

These two ideas cannot be realized at the same time.But as long as you get close to Lang Chen, these two thoughts will become especially strong, dominating Hu Xun's thinking, making her keep her balance tremblingly, as if walking a tightrope.

Hu Xun raised her head and took a deep look at Lang Chen. She greeted in a very soft voice, "Lang Chen, long time no see."

Lang Chen was about to say something when the back of his neck felt cold.Hu Xun's arms wrapped around her neck, and he threw himself into her arms.

For a moment, Lang Chen was stunned - when she came back from a trip a long time ago, her sister Manman always threw herself into her arms like this, and told her how much he missed her...

Hu Xun secretly sniffed a few times, then took two steps back, stood up straight, and said to Lang Chen, "There may be some disturbances in Yuemang City recently, so be careful."

Before everyone could speak, Hu Xun had already turned her head and left. She waved her hand and said, "Goodbye, sister!"

Lang Chen looked at the small figure of Hu Xun leaving, and for a moment, she really thought that Hu Xun was the man she had been looking for.

It started to rain outside the window.

The wind blows up the white bay windows, and the smell of rain diffuses into the room from the open windows.

This kind of weather, this kind of atmosphere always makes Hu Xun involuntarily think of Lang Chen——

The day I first met her, it was also raining like this. She held Hu Xun in her arms. The fragrant breath and soft touch were like a warm home that could withstand all wind and rain.

At this moment, in Hu Xun's heart, the desire to get close to Lang Chen reached the peak in history——

This made Hu Xun very guilty, and his face began to heat up, but after a moment, Hu Xun confessed his feelings frankly:

For such a mysterious, elegant, and desolate person as Lang Chen, no one who saw him at first glance would never hold back his second glance.

It's perfectly normal for her to like Lang Chen, Hu Xun thought.

As soon as this idea was admitted in her mind, Hu Xun's heart couldn't help throbbing.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so Hu Xun pressed the button beside the bed and closed the window.

But her heart had already flown out, to Lang Chen's side.

At some point, she had connected to Langchen's communication channel.

Lang Chen's voice sounded normal, she called the other party's name as usual: "Fox Xun."

Hu Xun agreed.She did not express the feelings that had just been officially born in her heart, but said in a coquettish tone: "Lang Chen, dance with me."

"what?"

Hu Xun said coquettishly: "I want to dance, but there is no one to accompany me. Sister, you can do your own thing, hang on the channel, as if you are by my side, okay?"

There was silence for a moment, and then Lang Chen's tone became more pampering: "Okay."

As Hu Xun imagined, she stretched out her hands softly—just like the hug today, she wrapped her arms around Lang Chen's neck in her imagination.

In his imagination, Lang Chen also gently hugged Hu Xun's waist. The embryonic form of this pure love was born on a rainy day and thrived in a soft jazz dance music.

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