Chapter 114 Why is it always me who is unlucky?
"What do you mean?!" Zhou Bangyi no longer believed it, but he could hear the firmness in Li Yingying's tone.
Could it be that she has some serious conflict with Shuyao and other teammates?
Wang Lixun stood behind Xu Yang with a panicked look on his face. He thought that it was because of his affair with his wife that Liu Yu and the others were targeted by the Future Organization.
He immediately squeezed to the front of the crowd and took the responsibility himself. His wife had already been sent for emergency treatment. As long as his wife and children were fine, it didn't matter to him.
But just as he took a step, Zhuang Moxing pressed his shoulder with one hand, making him unable to move. He hurriedly looked up at Zhuang Moxing, but saw Zhuang Moxing shaking his head soothingly.
"None of your business."
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Li Yingying's cunning eyes were aimed at Liu Yu, and Liu Yu naturally faced this threat head-on.
She doesn't cause trouble but that doesn't mean she is afraid of trouble.
She had no reason to hide when people provoked her to this extent. She had died in her previous life anyway, so she just had more time to live in this one.
It is better to live happily and freely than to live a cowardly life.
The next moment, she raised her head slightly, and her bright almond-shaped eyes, which were only exposed, looked back at Li Yingying with disdain: "Who are you?"
Li Yingying raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that Liu Yu's personality was so different from what she saw in her dreams. Wasn't he always the one who would compromise?
But she wasn't too surprised. She turned around and called over a subordinate who was slightly hunched over. "How's it going over there?"
The subordinate raised his eyes to glance at Liu Yu, grinning slyly and showing a mouthful of black teeth covered with soot.
"Don't worry about what I'm doing!"
As he said this, he handed Li Yingying a large machete that had been polished to a shine.
As soon as the knife appeared, Xu Yang's heart stopped for a moment, and he blurted out in a low voice: "What is this?!"
"Li Guangzong's Sword" Zhao Bohong had been with Li Guangzong for quite some time, so he naturally knew what the sword he had to polish every day looked like.
Li Yingying held the knife handle in disdain, glanced at Liu Yu with a smug look, and said in a delicate tone with a pout, "It doesn't matter who I am now, right? Just tell me whether you're going tomorrow or not."
The dream predicted that it would be impossible to kill you inside the base, so I'll lure you outside and see who can protect you then, you useless piece of shit with no special abilities...
This luck is mine after all, you can't take it back!
Liu Yu's dark eyes gradually narrowed. He had never experienced this kind of forced feeling of having someone hold his neck since his rebirth, but he didn't expect to experience it again today.
Thoughts are turning around in my mind. Haven't you considered being selfish at some point?
But everyone has their bottom line. She felt a little indignant at her own kindness, and wondered if her idea of living alone was wrong.
If she had her own huge power, would she not be easily shackled by others?
At this time, on the third underground floor of the Future Organization Building.
Li Guangzong lay on the cold ground in a dying state, his eyes closed, and the sides of his cheeks touching the ground were covered with dried blood.
As soon as the person who threw them in at the door left, he slowly got up with a grin on his face, spat out a mouthful of blood and muttered: "My fate is so unfortunate, why is it always me who gets hurt?"
He leaned against the wall and walked to the corner where Yang Wenxian and Xu Wei were unconscious, and gave them a rough check.
Fortunately, he only had minor scratches on his body. He was knocked unconscious by the blow to the head. He should wake up soon.
Then he limped two steps, pulled up Huanhuan, who was curled up in fear in his father's arms, and sat down on the ground with her half-holding her in his arms.
"Don't be afraid, someone will come to save us. You don't know how powerful our Sister Yu and Brother Mo Xing are! Even that little yellow you wanted to sneak up on is no small character. He's more than capable of saving us!"
I just don't know if they can find the place. Who would have thought that there is a prison hidden under the magnificent future base building...
Huanhuan listened to Li Guangzong's active comfort, her eyes filled with panic and fear. Her thin body shrank into his arms filled with the smell of rust and blood, her little hands clenched tightly, and she said nothing.
I don't know if their cell was built to save materials or to imitate ancient times, but it has a railing-style layout, with walls on three sides and a railing directly opposite. It provides some protection but also exposes privacy.
Li Guangzong never liked to be so pessimistic, so he immediately put aside his messy thoughts.
Holding the child, he went to the door and secretly looked outside to see if there seemed to be no patrol officers paying attention to this side. Then he retreated into the cell to check the injuries of Huanhuan's father Chen Jiahao.
The rough dragging by those people just now caused some of the wounds on his body to break. But Li Guangzong watched with his naked eyes as the wounds healed on their own before the few drops of blood had slid down a few centimeters.
Li Guangzong's eyes widened in surprise.
This recovery state is comparable to his previous state. Does this mean that Huanhuan’s father’s supernatural power has stabilized?
Now that my abilities have stabilized, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes for me to recover from my injuries? I estimate I'll be well by tomorrow night at the latest!
It seems there is hope of escaping? ?
Not long ago, a group of people with special abilities broke into the shantytown to capture them. With his speed and special abilities, he could have easily escaped by protecting himself, but he was greedy and wanted to protect the people around him.
How could one person withstand so many powerful psychics? He was beaten to the point of vomiting blood on the spot, and only escaped by collapsing and pretending to be dead.
However, precisely because of this, he doesn't use much of the supernatural energy in his body. With the help of Huanhuan's father's gold-attributed supernatural power, maybe there will be a chance!
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