◎Step on it first.◎
Seeing Yan Jue and Rong Xiao greeting each other so familiarly, Brother Qiu's heart was beating fast. He stared at their backs and asked suspiciously, "Do you know them?"
"Of course I know him." Yan Jue answered as a matter of course.
"They are our friends." Ling Xuting beside him emphasized calmly.
"Why are there only two of you?" Even though he was sweating profusely, Brother Qiu still smiled and acted deliberately friendly towards Yan Jue and Ling Xuting. "Others..."
"You can't put all your eggs in one basket, right?" Yan Jue smiled, but Brother Qiu didn't feel any kindness in his words. "Come to think of it, what are you guys doing?"
Pointing downstairs, Yan Jue was obviously asking about Rong Xiao.
Brother Qiu was momentarily speechless. Yuan Yi, who was standing next to him, sensed something was amiss and stepped forward to explain with a smile, "There must have been a slight misunderstanding. I didn't realize they were friends of Mr. Yan and Mr. Ling, and there was a minor conflict."
"A small conflict?" Yan Jue asked in surprise, pointing at the guns floating in the air. "A small conflict with so many guns?"
"The situation is very complicated, Mr. Yan. I advise you to stay out of it."
"I'm not interested in that. It's just that I finally met some old friends. Is it okay to invite them up to chat?" Yan Jue's smile made people think that he was easy to talk to. Only Yuan Yi, who was closest to him, knew that the aura around him was definitely not as gentle and calm as it seemed.
"Of course we can chat, but she can't leave the base." Mr. Qiu's tone changed, and his eyes glanced at Rong Xiao while he spoke. It was obvious that there were no conditions to negotiate on this matter.
Yan Jue narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I just hope you can treat my friends well. This condition should be very simple."
"Okay, as for other things, just leave them alone." So far, Mr. Qiu's tone when speaking to Yan Jue and Ling Xuting has been quite polite, even though they both wore black collars around their necks that represented "control."
Even though he was at a distance and couldn't hear their conversation, Long Qingyu could tell from their expressions and eyes that Yan Jue and Ling Xuting were definitely not captured.
At least Brother Qiu was nice to both of them. He had been concentrating on looking at Rong Xiao and him in the playground, probably talking about something related to them.
The atmosphere obviously eased up. At least Brother Qiu did not order anyone to be ruthless to them. The situation seemed to be temporarily stabilized.
As long as I can delay time, I can calm down and think of a solution.
"Xiaoxiao~" Yan Jue leaned out from the audience and waved, looking very happy. "Trust me, it's okay. I'll put my supernatural powers on hold for a while."
Rong Xiao did not do so immediately. He first looked at Long Qingyu and asked for his opinion.
It was not until the captain nodded in affirmation that she loosened her clenched hands and the gun floating in the air fell back to the ground as if it had suddenly lost its control.
"Can you pull the trigger from a distance now?" Long Qingyu asked in a low voice before the group of people came forward.
Rong Xiao shook his index finger and replied in a whisper: "No, I just let the gun float, I didn't shoot."
If it wasn't Rong Xiao who fired the gun, then the bullet was...
Across the distance, Long Qingyu raised his head and looked at Yan Jue who was smiling at them from above.
Since it wasn't Rong Xiao who pulled the trigger just now, it was obvious that Yan Jue was the one controlling the bullet.
He can manipulate metal and controlling bullets is even easier.
He fired the gun himself, then paused the bullet himself to create the situation that he saved Brother Qiu's life?
This guy is really cunning...
The strong light made Yan Jue's eyes shine exceptionally brightly, and there seemed to be a special message being conveyed in his amber pupils, which made Long Qingyu silent and not make any unnecessary moves.
No need to resist, no need to speak, all he had to do was... protect Rong Xiao first, only then would he have a chance to save others.
There is no better way to absolutely guarantee Rong Xiao's safety now. Perhaps believing in Yan Jue can bring them some hope.
"Mr. Qiu," Yan Jue turned around and leaned on the armrest behind him, crossing his arms and staring intently at the pair of eyes in front of him that suppressed murderous intent. "If I were you, I would not provoke a little wild cat that could get angry at any time, and I would not try to hurt her companions and push myself into the abyss with no room for recovery."
"Oh, thank you Mr. Yan for your kind reminder. I don't need others to waste time advising me on my own matters." Mr. Qiu sneered, his words were sharp, but he soon changed his tone and pretended to greet Ling Xuting in a friendly manner, but his words were implicitly trying to find out the whereabouts of their other members.
Ling Xuting, whose face was like a mask, answered straightforwardly, without any flaws in his expression. Mr. Qiu tried a few times but got nothing out of it, so he had to give up for the time being.
The men brought up Rong Xiao and Long Qingyu. Both of them were covered in blood because they had just experienced a series of life-and-death fights, but they did not look disheveled at all.
Rather than saying that he was not in a mess, it would be more accurate to say that Rong Xiao had a very strange aura, as if he was an invincible warrior who had returned from a blood oath, and came calmly under the fearful and uneasy gazes of everyone.
"Why is your face dirty?" Even though there were several pairs of eyes staring at him, Yan Jue slowly found a bag of wet wipes and pulled out a few clean ones to wipe Rong Xiao's face and hands. "Are you not hurt?"
"It's okay." Rong Xiao suddenly thought of something and turned back to look at Long Qingyu. "Brother Long, are you hurt?"
Her tone sounded like she was imitating, as if she were an innocent child, trying to care for her companions by following others' example.
Long Qingyu smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not hurt."
His eyes circled around Rong Xiao's neck, and Yan Jue seemed to confirm what he wanted to know. He nodded slightly, and his eyes became much gentler than before.
Rong Xiao wiped his fingers with a wet tissue randomly, like a restless child, looking around, and his attention was attracted by the thing on Yan Jue's neck.
"Hey, you are wearing this too!" Rong Xiao blinked and moved closer to see it more clearly.
Just watching seemed not enough, Rong Xiao stretched out his fingers and scratched the thing on Yan Jue's neck. His fingers suddenly straightened, and he wanted to hit it.
Everyone around was so frightened that they moved aside, and even Brother Qiu subconsciously dodged.
Ling Xuting was the only one who didn't hide. He seemed to be used to it, and even took a deep breath with a bit of helplessness. He could only stare at Yan Jue with a smile and let Rong Xiao play with the neck ring.
"Mr. Yan..." One of the men standing behind Brother Qiu couldn't help but pointed at Rong Xiao's hand and warned, "Don't touch this thing carelessly. I've already told you the precautions before. It's very dangerous."
"It's okay. If Xiaoxiao is interested, let her play." Yan Jue put his hands in his coat pockets and even raised his neck deliberately, as if he was afraid that Rong Xiao couldn't see clearly and wasn't having enough fun.
Long Qingyu was also sweating coldly as he watched from a distance. Just as he was about to speak out to stop them, a voice calling out came from the playground.
"I don't want to be locked up. I won't go back. I won't follow you!"
A stumbling figure rushed out from the corner. The base personnel who originally wanted to capture the person and take him to the detention point had no time to shoot. Suddenly, a "biu" sound of a key was heard next to Brother Qiu. An explosion occurred in the playground, and the person who resisted fell to the ground with his head missing.
Rong Xiao stopped his curious hand, quickly retracted his fingers, and stared at the ground below for a long time without saying a word.
"Are you scared?" A slightly cold palm covered her eyes. Rong Xiao did not open it, and her vision was instantly shrouded in darkness.
Not afraid.
Rather, it's an uncomfortably familiar feeling that arrives at inopportune moments.
Before, when she was alone, someone would always appear with a gun that could shoot blue potions, and every time a mission failed, that group of people's heads would explode.
Liao Xiao had seen what happened just now three times before. She was not afraid or terrified, but she just unconsciously connected the previous events with Brother Qiu in front of her.
There were so many questions in her stomach that she wanted to confirm. Just as Rong Xiao was about to open her mouth, Yan Jue's fingers gently pressed on her lips. There seemed to be light in his eyes, and a smile on the corner of his lips: "Shh, are you a little tired? Take a rest first, and we can talk about other things later."
Even though he didn't say it explicitly, Rong Xiao actually read some strange messages from his eyes.
His eyes seemed to emit signals of the same frequency as hers, allowing her to instantly understand Yan Jue's hint. She nodded and did not ask Brother Qiu about the blue medicine and the neck ring.
"I'll arrange for everyone to have some rest first. I've prepared a banquet for everyone tonight as a way to express our sincerity in cooperation." Brother Qiu raised his hand to call people over, and at a command, someone came to take them to different places.
Before they parted, Rong Xiao wanted to follow Long Qingyu, but was seen by the people at the base and was temporarily persuaded to leave by Long Qingyu.
However, the people in the base were much nicer than before. They took Rong Xiao to a room, gave her some clean clothes, and even had a bathroom where she could take a hot bath.
If it weren't for the uncomfortable feeling this base gave people, Rong Xiao would quite like the living conditions here.
With electricity, water and hot showers, it is the most comfortable environment she has ever enjoyed.
The dress placed on the table was a bright red color, with no special style. The cut was simple, but elegant and decent, and the length was just above the knee. A pair of high heels was placed beside the bed.
Rong Xiao knew what this was. It was a kind of shoe that Teacher Mosaic had drawn for her. She had only heard of and seen it, but had never worn it herself.
After putting his feet in and stuffing them in, Rong Xiao suddenly stood up, then sat back down with a whoosh.
What's with this weird angle?
It was like climbing a mountain. Even the moment I stood up, my feet felt numb and uncomfortable, and walking was completely unsteady.
Rong Xiao kicked off his shoes without hesitation and tried to find the boots he had just taken off, but found nothing.
Finally, he made up his mind, opened the door and walked out barefoot.
The corridor was very quiet, and this room seemed isolated from the world. It was the last room, and I didn't meet another person on my way out.
The sound of cheerful and lively music came from a certain direction. Rong Xiao couldn't find anyone, so he followed the sound and saw many people in beautiful clothes drinking and chatting in the hall.
But she didn't recognize most of them. Long Qingyu didn't seem to be there, and she didn't see any other companions either.
"Xiaoxiao, why aren't you wearing shoes?" Yan Jue's voice came from behind. Rong Xiao finally met an acquaintance. He turned around in surprise and found that the person in front of him was a little different from before.
His hairstyle remained the same, but he changed into a more formal-looking outfit, a style completely different from the Yan Jue she usually saw.
Ling Xuting was also beside him. He did not greet Rong Xiao immediately, but kept looking around at the situation in the hall.
"Those high heels are uncomfortable, I don't want to wear them, and my shoes are gone." As he said that, Rong Xiao moved his feet. It was impossible for him to not feel cold. The marble floor under his feet was like ice, with no place to relax.
Yan Jue took her hand and stepped into his new shoes: "Step on first."
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