Chapter 11 You are too dangerous

Ji Lin and the other two chased after the prey that had already run far away, but Xie Lin seemed extremely excited and immediately fired two shots in their direction as a demonstration.

It's just that each shot hit exactly an inch away from their feet. I have to say that Xie Lin's shooting skills are very good.

Seeing that the three had already set off, Fu Quezhou calmly chased in the direction Su Yumian ran.

“Hua ...

Su Yumian gasped for breath as he ran wildly in the forest full of trees, looking back from time to time to see if any hunters were chasing him.

He didn't stop until he had run a long way and his lungs felt like they were about to explode, and then he hid behind a tree to rest for a while.

"Do these lunatics disregard the law? They're openly hunting humans. And how did I get here..."

He recalled that he was clearly talking to Zhou Xubai on the phone the previous second. Before he fell into coma, he only had time to see someone attacking him, and he didn't remember anything after that.

By the way, I heard from the person before that a man named JK brought him here. Who is JK?

He didn't remember ever offending such a madman.

"Call the police, I have to call the police..." He reached into his pocket and realized that his cell phone was not on him.

"Click!" The sound of a bullet being loaded was heard.

He shuddered all over, retracted his hands and feet, and tried his best to wrap himself behind the tree to avoid being noticed by the other party.

“Bang!”

He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when a bullet instantly blew a hole in the tree trunk where he was hiding.

He turned around suddenly and saw the masked man named JK slowly approaching where he was hiding.

"Madman!" he cursed, raised his legs and continued running forward.

Every time he ran a certain distance, a bullet would hit the place where he had landed a second ago, so he kept his nerves tense and dared not relax.

In the end, he could only run in an S-shaped route to avoid the flying bullets.

"How long have I been running?"

He didn't know how much time had passed, but his legs were weak and trembling from running, as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Sweat blurred my vision and my throat was filled with the fishy taste of earth, but the masked figure behind me was always following me like a nightmare that I could never get rid of.

"Bang!"

A bullet whizzed past his ear, and the hot air flow scratched his skin painfully.

He tripped over a dead branch and fell straight forward, scraping his palms and chin.

“Damn it!”

He cursed softly and struggled to get up, but he was exhausted by now and had no strength to run away.

Just as he was hesitating, a strong arm reached out from behind, suddenly hooked his neck and dragged him backwards.

At the same time, a familiar scent of grass rushed into his nostrils. He had only smelled this scent on Fu Quezhou.

In order to cover up the smell of medicine from dealing with specimens all year round, he would spray a little of this grass-scented perfume before going out. This has become his habit.

In the moment he was stunned, JK had already dragged him away for a distance. Now was not the time to think about these things.

He suddenly lowered his head and bit the back of JK's hand. JK felt pain and subconsciously let out a muffled groan and let go of him.

Su Yumian found the right opportunity and ran away. This voice was very familiar to Su Yumian. He had heard this voice for three years, so how could he not recognize it?

No wonder he didn’t speak before, it turns out JK is Fu Quezhou!

He couldn't accept the truth for a moment. He felt a dull pain in his heart and could hardly breathe. Did he really want to kill him so much?

But he hadn't run a few steps before he finally fell down due to exhaustion. At the moment he fell, a pair of feet wearing high-end leather shoes appeared in front of him.

"I hate trouble the most." JK finally spoke, raising his spear and pointing it at Su Yumian.

Su Yumian stared at the black muzzle of the gun, tears streaming down her cheeks. She slowly sat up, "Do you hate me so much? Do you want me dead so badly?"

Fu Quezhou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly curled his lips and smiled. It turned out that he recognized him.

But he didn't expose it. Instead, he slowly squatted down and said with a contemptuous tone: "Does disgust need a reason?"

“…Yes, there must be a reason.”

He stopped running and couldn't run anymore. If he was really that disgusted, it would be futile to run any farther.

Hearing this, Fu Quezhou chuckled and reached out to pinch his chin. "If I see ants gathering together, I want to crush them. If I don't see them falling apart, I feel uncomfortable all over."

No, this man is a madman, a devil, and it is impossible to reason with him about human nature.

Just because someone is like an ant, he will be killed. What else can I say to such a person?

"That's right. People like you will never understand that ants have feelings and feel pain. Since you see me as an ant and you hate me, then..."

Two drops of tears fell on the back of the outstretched hand. Su Yumian held the barrel of the gun and pressed it against his forehead: "I will do as you wish."

With his other hand, he pressed his thumb on the trigger and pushed it down hard.

Fu Quezhou's pupils suddenly widened, and at the same time, with a gunshot, the bullet shot out quickly. He had no time to move the gun away, and only had time to push Su Yumian away and press him to the ground. The bullet whizzed past Su Yumian's cheek.

Fu Quezhou's pupils were focused in the center, staring at Su Yumian in fear. If he had reacted a step slower, his head would have exploded by now.

The big hand pressing on Su Yumian's chest was trembling slightly and did not recover for a long time.

Su Yumian felt a pang of pain in his heart; he had won the bet.

He stroked the big hand on his chest, clasped his ten fingers together and placed them on his lips, gently licking Fu Quezhou's fingers. Tears were on his charming face, making it impossible to look away.

"You... are too dangerous!"

Fu Quezhou dropped his spear and hugged Su Yumian tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to merge him into his body.

Su Yumian could feel Fu Quezhou's violent heartbeat, hitting his chest again and again.

The wind howled in the forest, and the leaves rustled, as if sighing for this twisted and complicated scene.

Su Yumian was in Fu Quezhou's arms, her body trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was because of fear or because of the unspeakable emotion deep in her heart.

Fu Quezhou's arms, once the warm harbor he longed for in his dreams, now made him feel extremely strange and frightened.

Su Yumian seemed to have a breath stuck in his heart. Under the combination of extreme fear and exhaustion, his vision went dark. Finally, he could not hold on any longer. His consciousness gradually became blurred and he fell asleep.

Fu Quezhou then took off his mask, reached out and stroked the blush on his face that had not yet faded, and said gently: "If you had been so obedient earlier, none of this would have happened."

Then he took off his coat, wrapped up the almost half-naked Su Yumian, and carried her to meet up with Ji Lin and the other two.

At this time, Ji Lin and the other two were almost done. Xie Lin and Qin Ye each carried a prey and walked towards Fu Quezhou.

Fu Quezhou glanced at the two people called prey. Apart from the injuries on their bodies, they seemed to be still alive.

"What happened to your prey?" Ji Lin asked Su Yumian, who was held tightly in his arms.

"It's nothing. You guys take care of the rest. I'll go back first." After saying that, he turned around and left while holding Su Yumian.

Xie Lin was stunned and asked hurriedly, "You're leaving now? You're not going to the celebration party?"