Chapter 180: Xu Yancheng has a tendency to be a masochist

Zhu Yaoyao also came over and kicked Qiu Ping on the ground. "You bastard enemy spy, do you think you deserve this long conversation from me?"

Qi Chi looked at Zhu Yaoyao with stars in his eyes.

This is the serious and highly professional Dr. Zhu that he likes!

Ruan Anan took a deep breath and quietly touched Xu Yancheng's arm, "Tell me, does Qi Chi have a bit of a masochistic tendency?"

Xu Yancheng made a silent gesture and whispered into Ruan Anan's ear, "True love naturally doesn't fear being abused."

Ruan Anan was startled by the hot breath and couldn't help but curl her lips and complain in her heart: So you also have masochistic tendencies!

Xiao Li, who was standing by, suddenly rushed over and kicked Qiu Ping hard on the butt.

"Oh my god!" Ruan Anan retreated to Zhu Yaoyao's side in fear. "I thought he was worried about Qiu Ping, but I never thought this kid is so fierce!"

Qi Chi hid on the other side of Zhu Yaoyao, "That's right, that's right!"

Zhu Yaoyao looked at Ruan Anan on his left, then at Qi Chi on his right, and felt his arms hurt from being pulled.

She pulled her right arm free and patted Ruan Anan's head soothingly. "It's okay. Eighteen or nineteen is the age when you're full of vigor and vitality."

Qi Chi's palms were empty, and his heart was empty too.

When he looked up again, he saw Zhu Yaoyao gently comforting Ruan Anan, who had a smirk on his face. He pouted helplessly.

Is this the legendary jealousy?

Ruan Anan playfully stuck out her tongue at Qi Chi, then said coquettishly, "Doctor Zhu, to be honest, when he rushed over just now, I thought he was blaming me for knocking Qiu Ping down."

Qi Chi: No, why should it be so obvious?

Ruan Anan: Hehe, I let you play the secret crush. Chasing a girl requires action. If I don’t stimulate you, when will you know how to take action?

"No!" Xiao Li, of course, didn't know about the Shura scene between the three people here, and quickly denied it. He then kicked Qiu Ping, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, and said, "I'm telling you!"

"Alright! I'll kill him soon!" Xu Yancheng stepped forward and pulled Xiao Li away from Qiu Ping, then bent down and searched Qiu Ping's body.

As expected.

A handgun and a professional military knife were found.

He took a look and said, "It's almost certain that he's from Blood Skull. This gun is the evidence."

Ruan Anan sneered, "Just say he has a problem!"

Xu Yancheng pulled Ruan Anan, who was hiding in Zhu Yaoyao's arms, over and said, "This knife is also commonly used."

Zhu Yaoyao rolled his eyes and said, "You're so narrow-minded. You protect your wife like a hen protects her chicks."

Xu Yancheng had long been accustomed to Zhu Yaoyao's sarcastic tone.

From being the so-called pursuer of Xu Yancheng in the beginning to being Ruan Anan's toxic fan now, he had already figured it all out.

Zhu Yaoyao is a person who simply likes every strong person.

Of course, he still looked at Qi Chi with sympathy.

Between Ruan Anan and Qi Chi, Zhu Yaoyao is obviously more interested in Ruan Anan.

Ruan Anan fiddled with the saber in his hand and glanced at Xu Yancheng beside him, "Torture him."

Xu Yancheng: "Torture him?"

Ruan Anan nodded, "Don't you guys wear handcuffs when you go out?"

Xu Yancheng sighed, "I'm a soldier, not a police officer."

"Then I'll do it!" Ruan Anan walked to the backpack, reached into the backpack, took out a bundle of rope from the space, and threw it at Xiao Li's feet, "Tie it tightly."

"Okay!"

Xiao Li didn't know what personal grudge he had with Qiu Ping, but this body was tied up...

How to say it.

There is an illusion that if he cannot be strangled to death, he must be strangled to death.

Wu Wei saw this scene after he finished cleaning up the dishes and couldn't help but gasp, "Xiao Li, are you going to kill him?"

Xiao Li was honest. After loosening the rope around Qiu Ping's neck, he gave everyone an answer, "I really want to kill him."

"Huh?" Ruan Anan's suspicions only grew after hearing this. "When you came here, you said that you hunters would leave food for each other for emergencies. Why do you want to kill us now?"

Wu Wei suddenly realized, "Xiao Li, you don't want to take over other people's food, do you?"

Xu Yancheng rudely slapped Wu Wei on the back of the head, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wu Wei chuckled, rubbed the back of his head, and hid behind Zhu Yaoyao. "Captain, I think the atmosphere is too depressing. It was just a joke!"

Xiao Li sighed and continued, "I've heard you all talk about an experimental base in the mountains these past few days."

"So, I also know that I might have become their experimental subject."

"But, ten years ago, I got lost when I was climbing the mountain with Qiu Ping."

"Not only me, but also Hu Zi from Shengli Farm."

He exhaled a breath of foul air as he spoke, "Hu Zi is two years older than me. He also got lost in the mountains. When he regained consciousness, he was in the miasma."

"He was also lost when he went into the mountains with Qiu Ping when he was a child."

"Damn it!" Wu Wei cursed in a low voice, walked over and gave Qiu Ping, who was tied up tightly, two big slaps in the face.

Xiao Li stopped Wu Wei and said, "Just listen to me first."

"When he suddenly showed up today, I thought about all these things and felt that he had absolutely nothing to do with them."

"Even when he went into the mountains, he was running towards us."

"I wanted to find a chance to tell you, but I didn't expect you would have noticed the abnormality long ago."

Ruan Anan's crow-feather eyelashes trembled twice, and she said embarrassedly, "If that's the case..."

"You're not the only one he attracted, and you're not the only one who survived?"

Xiao Li's eyes were red and he nodded silently.

Everyone around fell silent in tacit understanding.

In other words, those who survived have survivor bias, so they think they have the ability to resist miasma.

Compared to the survivors.

There may be tens of thousands of test subjects buried in this mountain...

When Ruan Anan lowered her eyes, she felt that the air around her had frozen, and hatred seemed to spread to everyone.

Especially Qi Chi, although he was abused in Hai City, he had never experienced the cruelty of Nansha Island.

Besides hatred, there was also horror in his eyes.

Ruan Anan thought about it, squatted down and slashed Qiu Ping's face with a military knife.

The knife cut across the left cheek, across the bridge of the nose, and extended horizontally to the right cheek. Blood oozed out and slid down the wound, which was a shocking sight.

This knife was definitely not just a way to vent anger.

She wanted to give everyone in this room a channel to express their emotions. If she didn't take action, everyone would be bound by the rules that prohibited abusing prisoners.

The air will also be blocked and cannot go up or down in the chest.

As the knife slashed, she clearly saw the sense of satisfaction flash across the faces of the people around her.

However, she looked at her masterpiece and asked, "Still not awake?"

"How about rubbing some salt into the wound?"