Chapter 230 The Cicada Awaits
“Qianqian,” the tall, thin man said in a low, sinister voice, “He can kill Ren Xu and Zhang Hao today, and he can kill us tomorrow. Once he recovers and comes back, we will all be in danger.”
Qin Feng clutched his wound, his face pale, yet he still tried to maintain his facade of deep affection, his steps slowly retreating: "Qianqian, don't listen to their provocations. I love you, how could I hurt you? If I wanted to, I would have done it long ago, why wait until now?"
He was frantic. If he hadn't been stabbed in the shoulder, he wouldn't be in such a passive position. He would have wiped out these idiots long ago!
Shen Qianqian bit her lip, looking at Qin Feng's still handsome face, but pale from blood loss, and for a moment she did feel reluctant and wavering.
"Do you really...love me?" she asked, her voice tinged with hesitation.
"Of course!" Qin Feng immediately seized the opportunity, his eyes becoming even more "sincere." "If I didn't love you, why would I stay by your side? If I truly possessed that kind of evil power, where in this world couldn't I go? Qianqian, believe me..."
However, the men around him had already reached a consensus.
"Qianqian, his existence is a threat to all of us! Are you really going to risk all of our lives for him?"
"Even if you've taken a liking to that newcomer Hu Jun, we have no problem with that. But Qin Feng absolutely cannot be allowed to live! He killed one of our brothers!"
These words struck Shen Qianqian hard.
Weighing the pros and cons, there is only one Qin Feng, and he is injured, while the newly emerged "Hu Jun" is obviously more powerful and charming.
As for old feelings... they seem insignificant in the face of one's own safety and new temptations.
She finally made a decision.
With a slight thought, he exchanged some supplies from the system space.
A box of compressed biscuits, a box of purified water, a box of canned goods, and a box of effective wound medicine.
She felt she had done more than enough, so she threw the items on the ground, her tone deliberately cold and hard:
"Qin Feng, these are for you. From now on... let's go our separate ways."
Qin Feng sneered inwardly, but on his face he showed a pained expression.
He knew that now was not the time for a direct confrontation; the most urgent task was to heal his injuries.
He will not give up on the secrets surrounding Shen Qianqian, but as long as he is alive, he will always have a chance to make a comeback.
Let's find other special ability users to improve our strength first!
His voice was hoarse yet "affectionate": "Qianqian, I know you don't believe me now... I don't blame you. But I won't give up on you, I will prove my innocence! Wait for me... wait for me to heal, I will definitely come back to find you!"
Looking at his pained yet still upright figure, and hearing his words of "deep affection and no regrets," Shen Qianqian's heart trembled again, and she almost softened.
She couldn't bear to look anymore, turned around abruptly, and said to the rest of the group, "Let's go! Let's find Hu Jun!"
After saying that, he hurriedly left with his men, as if afraid that he would regret it if he was a step too slow.
The two men who went after Fu Jinxing returned dejectedly.
"Where is he?" Shen Qianqian asked anxiously.
"I couldn't catch up... He was too fast; he disappeared completely around the corner."
"How can you be so useless!" Shen Qianqian cursed, ignoring the men's expressions, and without further delay, immediately chased after them in that direction.
The moment their figures disappeared, Qin Feng, who had been holding on, suddenly straightened up.
All the pain, affection, and vulnerability on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a twisted resentment and a chilling killing intent.
He stared intently in the direction where Shen Qianqian had disappeared, his eyes as sinister as a poisoned dagger.
"Fool... just wait. Sooner or later, I'll devour you and your little secrets, leaving nothing behind!"
He clutched his still-bleeding wound, staggered to the pile of supplies, and first grabbed the box of wound medicine.
Thinking of his earlier defeat, Qin Feng's eyes flashed with extreme resentment and a trace of regret.
He wouldn't have been injured if he hadn't failed in his attempt to seize Mu Yanzhou's light-based superpower.
He would never have been so easily ambushed by that man named "Hu Jun".
It's even possible to turn the tables and successfully seize those coveted wind and invisibility abilities!
"Mu Yanzhou..."
Qin Feng pondered the name, his eyes growing increasingly deep and greedy.
Perhaps, before going to find Shen Qianqian, he should first "visit" this old friend.
First, we need to seize that immortal light-based ability; then the subsequent hunt will be much smoother.
Despite the excruciating pain, Qin Feng's fingers trembled as he tore open the packaging of the wound medicine. The scent of powder mixed with the smell of blood filled his nostrils.
Just as he was trying to apply the powder to the deepest wound on his shoulder, the air around him suddenly fluctuated in an extremely subtle yet deadly manner.
Danger!
His pupils contracted sharply, and his survival instinct drove him to roll to the side with all his might.
However, the moment he moved, four invisible yet incredibly sharp wind blades blocked all his possible escape routes, accurately predicting every angle he would dodge.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The four muffled sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out almost simultaneously!
Qin Feng let out a shrill scream as the force of the impact sent him crashing backward against the broken wall.
He had deep, bone-revealing wounds on both wrists and both ankles, from which blood gushed out, instantly staining the ground beneath him red.
The excruciating pain in his limbs and the fear of completely losing his ability to move left him feeling cold all over.
He struggled to lift his head, and through his pain-blurred vision, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows not far away.
He still wore those gold-rimmed glasses, and that spotless combat uniform, his expression as indifferent as if he were observing a failed sample in a laboratory.
"Hu Jun? You...you didn't leave?!" Qin Feng's voice was distorted by pain and horror.
Fu Jinxing approached step by step, his footsteps clearly audible in the deathly silent ruins.
He pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light: "You're still alive, how could I possibly leave in peace?"
"Why...why?" Qin Feng gasped for breath, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. "I have no grudge against you..."
"We truly have no grudge against each other."
Fu Jinxing stopped a few steps away from him, looking down at him with a faint but chilling smile on his lips. "But your very existence is the greatest threat to me and to those I love. Plundering superpowers... such an overpowered ability, keeping you around makes me restless."
Qin Feng panicked completely.
With his limbs crippled and excessive blood loss, his supernatural abilities were unable to be effectively channeled.
He had never felt death so close to him!
He suppressed his fear, making a final struggle, his face contorted with a pitiful plea:
"No... I promise you, I swear I'll never bother you again! I'll avoid you whenever I see you! We're all survivors of the apocalypse, we should help each other... I didn't choose to awaken this ability... How can you blame me?"
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