Vol 2 Chapter 201: Xun Yin's death
"Young Master Zhong, hurry up, I can't hold back anymore—" came a hurried voice.
After being staggered by a vine, Xun Yin's forehead burst with blue veins, and he wiped the blood from his lips fiercely——
Unable to stand still, the hope of survival is slim, he glanced back at the person standing behind him, and finally seemed to make up his mind. There was a ruthless and decisive color in the eyes of the eagle at this moment.
Just to fight for the one-in-10,000 chance of escaping for the people behind him, he already had a decision in his heart.
It's a pity that Young Master Zhong, whom he respects and protects with all his life, is still cold-hearted.
Zhong Zhaoyun's light brown eyes looked at the man standing in front of him, who was slowly becoming more bloody. His clothes were tattered and shattered by the vines, and he was blurred with flesh and blood. . For a while, the blood color spread, mixed with the rust-like **** smell.
But he was dark and deep, not knowing what he was thinking.
Fan Qianhan, who was secretly spying not far away, didn't know what he was thinking. Aren't you happy to have such a heartfelt subordinate?
And he just stood there without running or moving. Could it be that he was standing there just to be a target?
Fan Qianhan frowned. Logically speaking, people who are about to face death shouldn't be so calm, right? Especially someone like Zhong Zhaoyun with great ambition, how could he be willing to die in this uninhabited place.
What's so tricky about this...
"Ah—" a frustrated cry of decay.
Just when Fan Qianhan was suspicious, that Xun Yin couldn't hold it anymore, and was directly smashed and flew not far away, and a fierce sound rang out. I saw the blood-colored figure disappear in a flash, and hit a tree with blurred flesh and blood—
The leaves rustled and fell down, burying most of the man's body.
"Cough cough.... Young Master Zhong, hurry up... go..." A **** palm stretched out from the green, with persistent and unyielding worry.
At this moment, on the scarred palm, Fan Qianhan admired it. No matter how vicious and stern this Xun Yin was in the past, but now, he is undoubtedly a great person who stands up to protect the Lord and makes people look at him with admiration.
Because before his life is in danger, even a good person can become a devil, but Xun Yin, who has always been a bad person, sacrificed himself for the belief he followed.
At least his fearlessness earned him a full house of applause.
Fan Qianhan pursed her lips slightly, and at the same time, Zhong Zhaoyun, who was standing there, finally moved.
I saw that he flexibly avoided the attacking vines, and the surrounding air, with him as the center, a dark green gas quickly spread out, and wherever he passed, those vines were like people encountering fire. , as if being burned, he quickly withdrew his tentacles, only outside the dark green thick fog, he opened his teeth and danced his claws, but he didn't dare to get close.
"Hey—is this his ability?" Fan Qianhan's eyes flashed, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes. Even though she was familiar with Zhong Zhaoyun, she knew very little about the powers hidden in him. On the one hand, Zhong Zhaoyun in his previous life was also closely related to Dr. Qing, so the people in the research institute did not deliberately collect his information. On the other hand, it was also because of Zhong Zhaoyun that he would hide himself very well.
When Zhong Zhaoyun was at the southern base, he hardly used his abilities, but he used his brain to conquer his subordinates. In a certain way, he was indeed a leader who could do great things.
"Well, poison--" Lou Yanxiao stared at the person in the center of the thick fog with deep eyes. This man does have some ability, but a traitor is still a traitor.
"Are we going to do it?" Fan Qianhan turned to look at Lou Yanxiao, if the tree was so afraid of the dark green fog, then this Zhong Zhaoyun was very likely to escape.
Lou Yanxiao pursed his thin lips, and a pair of eagle eyes shot a fierce light, "I'll go—"
I don't know what the effect of the poisonous fog is, he can't let his daughter-in-law go there.
"Hey, wait, you see—"
I saw that Zhong Zhaoyun, who had been indifferent before, finally held the **** palm before it fell.
"Zhong... Young Master Zhong..." A weak voice wanted to go in the pile of leaves, but Zhong Zhaoyun directly grabbed the palm without pity and dragged the person out of the pile of leaves.
At this time, from the perspective of Fan Qianhan and the others, they happened to be able to see the usual warm smile on Zhong Zhaoyun's face at this time. Even softer than usual, but also creepy——
"Xun Yin—" Zhong Zhaoyun's lips twitched, his voice suffocating tenderness.
"Cough cough... Yes, I... hurry... let's go..." Xun Yin's face that had long since lost sight of its true face was ferocious and terrifying, but the still intact eyes were still full of persistence and deep worry. After retreating from the ruthless blood, Fan Qianhan unexpectedly felt that Xun Yin was the most dazzling at this moment.
Zhong Zhaoyun's eyelashes that were longer than a woman's were slightly restrained, "Hehehe..." A low chuckle came from his throat, and then he saw his face suddenly change, fierce and cruel, like a devil, his big hands directly pinched He got on Xun Yin's neck and pushed him fiercely against the tree trunk behind him.
"Fuck, pervert!" Fan Qianhan stared, and couldn't help but let out a foul language.
How could Xun Yin, who was already dying of breath, stand up to this torment, and instantly became less inhaled and more out of breath, as if he was about to die.
"Hehehe... Xun Yin, then come and tell me now, why do you try to save a person who usually beats and scolds you, restrains you, and physically punishes you? Tell me... what are your intentions, eh? -" Zhong Zhaoyun's low voice came, and his warm face was now full of cruelty and gloom.
But the man on the other side was obviously used to it, the **** face held on to his last breath and tickled slightly, but his always rebellious eyes exuded a compelling light, "Because...because you are my salvation... ."
The fist tightened, and Zhong Zhaoyun's face suddenly became cold.
His light brown eyes were even more sullen, "Salvation...hehehe....hahahahaha..."
Several unintelligible sounds went from low laugh to big laugh, Zhong Zhaoyun looked at the person who had died in his hand, his eyes were cold, "Hehehe...Unfortunately, you are not my salvation."
He raised his hand and ruthlessly threw the person to the ground, then took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood-stained hand.
"It's really hard to see." Fan Qianhan muttered, is it really the traitor Zhong Zhaoyun, who is so ruthless and ruthless.
Lou Yanxiao's deep eyes also sank, and he was also very unhappy. He usually attaches great importance to his brothers, but this Zhong Zhaoyun...
With such a character, it seems that betraying him is a matter of course.
"I'm over." Lou Yanxiao said in Fan Qianhan's ear with his head turned sideways, and then the whole person quickly dodged away.
The gray air mass in the hand has been condensed and formed, and it is thrown directly, "Boom——"
With an earth-shattering sound, the trees burst, debris splashed, tentacles retracted, and the dark green poisonous mist protecting Zhong Zhaoyun also expanded several times with the emergency, in order to resist the strong explosion, unfortunately, after all, it was still After that violent explosion was blasted and spread.
This is a direct hit!
Fan Qianhan, who had originally planned to get a foot together, took a step. Forget it, let the man handle it himself.
Afterwards, he then hid behind and drove away, only to see that the dust raised by the violent explosion dissipated, revealing Zhong Zhaoyun on the other side. At this moment, he was half-kneeling, with a pair of light brown eyes with ruthlessness and solemnity. The top was injured by the blast or scratched by flying debris, and the blood gradually dripped.
And what Fan Qianhan saw was behind him. Xun Yin's **** appearance was exactly the same as when he was thrown out by Zhong Zhaoyun after he died.
Fan Qianhan frowned, what's the situation?
According to the explosion just now, it was absolutely impossible for Xun Yin's body to escape, and the one protecting him was naturally—
She glanced at Zhong Zhaoyun's body now, what's the matter, only after she died did she know how to cherish it?
What the **** is this?
This Zhong Zhaoyun is really contradictory, people can't guess...
The dead wood and broken branches on the ground were squeaked, and a pair of shiny leather shoes gradually came into view.
Zhong Zhaoyun suddenly tensed up and looked up quickly, but when he saw the face of the person coming, his pupils shrank, "It's you—"
"Well, it's me." Lou Yanxiao pursed his thin lips, but his eagle eyes looked at him indifferently.