Jiang Zhixian was sitting on the iron railing on the second floor, with one leg bent and the other leg on the floor, as if he could jump directly from the second floor to the cargo box below at any time.
He held the gun condescendingly and pointed it at Feng An's heart, his eyes as deep as ink, bottomless.
"Dare to hurt my people?" Jiang Zhixian smiled cruelly, with a pair of peach blossom eyes glowing coldly. The violence on his body spread out without any suppression, and a terrifying murderous intention filled the space everywhere.
Feng'an remained motionless, his gun muzzle steady.
Jiang Zhixian pushed back her hair, revealing her sword-shaped eyebrows that flew into her temples. She was filled with awe, and she moved smoothly from the railing on the second floor to the ground, and walked towards Feng'an step by step.
"Put down your gun now and cut off one of your arms. I'll spare your life." Jiang Zhixian's voice was cold and arrogant. He stopped less than 5 meters away from Feng'an and showed a murderous look in his eyes. "Otherwise, I will spare your life.
Find that loser in the wheelchair. Let you see with your own eyes how I broke his bones inch by inch and then crushed his spine."
Feng An's eyes suddenly shrank, and sure enough, when Jiang Zhixian mentioned Yun Jin, his arms shook slightly.
It was at this moment that Jiang Zhixian fired without thinking, directly penetrating his shoulder.
Feng An's expression changed, and he fired directly at Shen Qingqiu. The syringe loaded with unknown medicine was instantly separated from the gun.
Shen Quietly ducked subconsciously, but she didn't expect that the potion was actually equipped with a tracking system, turned around and stabbed Shen Quietly in the chest.
This time Shen Qingqiu was completely dumbfounded. When they attacked "Qin Chengyun" just now, she couldn't see clearly because there was too much white smoke. Now that she had fallen behind, she could only barely hold up her mental defense shield and try to resist the attack.
But it's still too risky.
In less than a second, Jiang Zhixian watched helplessly as the needle made a mark and was filled with unknown liquid. Who knew what would happen after being injected.
He almost used the fastest reaction in his life, raised the gun, pointed it at the needle and pulled the trigger, but it was still too slow.
At the critical moment, a shadow suddenly shot out, even faster than Jiang Zhixian's usual speed. It was like a gust of wind or a cloud of fog, directly blocking Shen Qingqing's face. The injection sank into his flesh and blood in an instant, making a slight noise.
sound.
thump--
The monster fell heavily to the ground and made a muffled sound. Its eyes opened wide, and its chest seemed to be corroded by something, making a hissing sound.
Shen Qiao was stunned for a moment. When she walked to the monster, a big hole had been melted in its chest. Inside was blood and internal organs, which were still beating loudly.
The monster slowly stretched out his hand, as if trying to cover his wounds so that the scene would not frighten the girl in front of him.
It opened its mouth as if it wanted to say something, but because its tongue had completely degenerated, it couldn't produce anything except random noises.
"You..." Shen quietly frowned. She stood next to the monster, and the blood flowed along the floor, almost sticking to her soft boots.
But she didn't move, letting the blood wet the soles of her shoes.
"Qin Chengyun." Shen quietly called its name again.
The monster's eyes seemed to light up for a moment, but soon lost their luster. It struggled, as if it wanted to move its body, but was unable to move because it was too seriously injured.
The corrosive agent has spread from the chest to the abdomen, and its bones have melted.
"Hey." Shen quietly looked at Feng An who was stepped on the ground by Jiang Zhixian, his eyes finally flashed with a bit of sternness.
"How to save it?"
Feng An struggled to raise his head, seeming to find it funny, "You want to save it? Save a monster?"
"In comparison, your master Yun Jin is more like a monster." Shen quietly sneered, "A person who dares to kill his own parents and brothers, what is he not a monster?"
"Shut up, you don't deserve to talk about him, you don't..." Feng'an shouted, that was the God in his heart, and he would not allow anyone to blaspheme.
However, before he could say anything, someone stepped on Feng An's head. Jiang Zhixian bent his knees and supported them with his arms, "It's just a dog, so eager to bite someone so quickly?"
"Tell me, how to save it?" Shen Qingqing lost her patience and grabbed the gun directly from Jiang Zhixian's hand and pointed it at Feng An's head.
Feng An, who had the gun pressed against his head, suddenly laughed, "Our experiment was successful. Even if the first mature body dies, we have already obtained the data. Do you know how Qin Chengyun turned into a monster?"
"Only with strong unwillingness and obsession will our medicine forcibly awaken a dead brain and turn it into a monster."
"A prince turned into a monster, hahaha..."
boom!
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Shen Qiao fired the gun expressionlessly, and a large amount of blood spattered out, with a few drops staining his face.
She frowned and her voice was terrifyingly calm. "You succeeded. Now, I really hate the institute and those inexplicable experiments."
"Good boy, let go." Jiang Zhixian held her wrist, feeling her stiffness, and her expression was unexpectedly gentle.
Shen quietly turned his face and looked at Jiang Zhixian, his eyes finally relaxed for a moment. "Jiang Zhixian."
"I am here."
"Why are you here?" Shen quietly let go of his hand and let Jiang Zhixian take the gun back.
Her state was not right, and her mental power had begun to become chaotic. Her mental power was suppressed by inhibitors, but now she seemed to be loosening up, causing her brain to hurt so much.
Although on the surface, her mood did not change much, if you look closely, you will see that a storm has been brewing in those calm eyes, and there are faint signs of an explosion.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." Jiang Zhixian hugged her, with a bit of heartache in his eyes.
Shen quietly didn't move. She didn't know if it was because she had just inhaled too much medicine or something else. She felt severe pain even when she breathed.
"Jiang Zhixian."
"I am here."
"Jiang Zhixian."
"I am here."
"Qin Chengyun..."
"I know." Jiang Zhixian held her in his arms and stroked her long hair affectionately, "Who do you want to kill, tell me. I will help you vent your anger!"
"I want to kill Qin Chengxu and Yun Jin." Shen Qiao said with a cold face, word by word.
"Okay." Jiang Zhixian replied without thinking, even though he knew that this would cause countless troubles.
"Jiang Zhixian, do you have someone you like?" Shen quietly lay on his shoulder, not moving, just breathing calmly.
She felt the man holding her pause for a moment, and her heart suddenly started beating loudly.
Even she felt the warmth.
For a long time, Jiang Zhixian pressed gently on her neck and took a gentle breath.