Chapter 325: Enemies Meet Again
His tone was quite helpless. "Even those who evolve towards physical enhancement generally don't jump off buildings casually. You're obviously not that type of evolver. Are you kidding? Be careful not to get hurt."
As Song Ziming spoke, he reached out and opened the black backpack that He Rui had given him earlier.
He flipped through the cans and pulled out one of them. He looked at the brand new, clean packaging of drinking water, and fixed his gaze on the 50-year expiration date. He raised an eyebrow and looked at it thoughtfully for a few seconds. Then he handed the water to He Rui and said meaningfully, "This water has a really long shelf life. Come on, drink it. It's your own mineral water, so you won't dislike it, will you?"
He Rui looked at the water the other party handed to him and took it silently.
Indeed, he was so thirsty that his voice was a little hoarse and his throat felt like he had swallowed sandpaper.
After all, he was busy looking for his brother Ji all day long, so who had the time or mood to eat or drink water?
But even if he is thirsty...
He Rui glanced at Song Ziming's friendly expression and chose to endure his thirst.
Even though he had asked someone to order this water before, and his brother Ji put it in a bag for him, he gave the bag to Song Ziming, and the other party took it back.
It's his own water.
But if you think about it more broadly and consider various factors, you can conclude that his thoughts are rather dark.
As a space evolver, can't you poison or add something to the water without destroying the can shell or the integrity of the packaging?
Although it might not be necessary, after all, he couldn't beat this guy.
But it's hard to say whether the other party is afraid that he still has a powerful opponent who is still awake, so he doesn't want to provoke him openly, but wants to play some tricks in secret.
He Rui knew in his heart that his fair and clean appearance without being tanned made him stand out like Red Hare among men and Lu Bu among horses.
He has been able to remain single for many years without being attacked or molested, thanks to his strong defense, risk avoidance instinct, and anti-reconnaissance capabilities.
The other party was a gangster and he felt in danger, so even if he died of thirst here, he would never drink the water given by this man.
He Rui felt severe pain in all his bones and joints, and his head also felt a dull ache.
He didn't know if it was due to the temperature change around him or his personal reasons, but his body felt colder and colder, and he kept sweating.
However, although he was very uncomfortable, his mind was very clear and his thinking was not affected by the discomfort in his body at all.
"Your face is so red, what's wrong?" Song Ziming approached with a smile, his tone a little teasing, "I didn't save people for free, I helped you, and I also helped your brother, why don't you repay me?"
He Rui was becoming quite impatient with the various discomforts he was feeling. He slapped the other person's hand away, and said coldly, "Your face is red because you have a fever. Stay away from me."
"Have a fever? Then I'll help you lie down." Song Ziming asked about He Rui's health and forced him to sit on the bed in the bedroom.
"No need." He Rui struggled to get up and wanted to leave.
He confirmed that he had started to have a fever.
If the situation gets worse, he'll probably die. The probability of an Evolved being present in a population of one thousand or one hundred is in the single digits.
His current condition has ruled out being an asymptomatic group like his brother Ji who has no response to the virus, so there are only two possibilities for him now.
Either die or become an evolver.
He felt that he was almost certain to die. He couldn't be so naive as to think that if he bought a lottery ticket, he would definitely win the jackpot. After all, he wasn't a lucky charm.
He Rui was quite calm and not afraid even when facing death. However, the guy next to him who was buzzing like a fly made him a little irritated.
He was stopped again and again, and his shoulders were pressed, forcing him to lie down and rest.
He Rui could no longer bear it and was almost about to start cursing. He had already raised his foot, aimed at the other person, and was eager to kick him.
Just as I was gathering strength amidst the other party's chatter, the background music suddenly changed, and the music became dangerous and rapid.
He Rui caught a glimpse of a vague figure appearing out of thin air not far behind this person, and the figure was becoming clearer quickly.
He took a closer look and realized it was his enemy. He recognized the other person's style of clothing more than his face, the white shirt.
He Rui cursed in his heart.
He quickly opened the quilt beside him and dove into it.
The whole person shrank inside.
I hope that the seat I am sitting in is behind Song Ziming, so that the man in the white shirt can’t see clearly who he is.
He Rui grabbed the quilt, not knowing if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that he smelled a faint stench in the quilt.
He couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose in disgust.
Song Ziming seemed puzzled by his actions, and let out a soft "hmm" sound, and then fell silent.
There was a brief silence in the room.
Immediately afterwards, He Rui heard the cold and stern voice of the man in the white shirt.
"How many times have I told you not to bring anyone back to the shelter without permission? How many times have you experienced spatial fluctuations in the past half hour?"
The sound was getting closer and closer, and the rhythm of the BGM was becoming more and more dangerous. He Rui couldn't help but feel nervous.
I was caught off guard and someone suddenly pulled the quilt off me.
Fortunately, he still had one hand covering his face, and he quickly turned his head away, not wanting to face the evolver in white shirt who had a rather sharp contradiction and conflict with them.
I just don't know if this attempt to save the situation by covering one's ears and stealing the bell is still useful.
Could it be that the other party failed to notice the obvious abnormality on his side?
The man in white shirt threw away the quilt in his hand, glanced at the back of He Rui's head, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
He turned around with an ugly expression and asked Song Ziming in a cold voice, "What's going on? Why are you with this person?"
Song Ziming looked confused and scratched his head. "Do you know him? He's the one who was broadcasting today..."
"Ah ...
I hate this guy for being so quick-witted, and I hate this wave of evolvers who are lingering around.
He has traveled across provinces, so how could he still meet this group of people?
I suspect that all the evolvers in China have been recruited by an organization. Could it be that Green Tea is also trying to get back the shelter of the white-collar workers?
As the saying goes, enemies always come together. Previously, this group of evolvers had picked a fight with him and stolen his supplies, and had been severely punished by his brother Ji. It was said that their abilities had been crippled. However, it seemed that the crippling was not stable, and it might be possible to recover.
He didn't know whether he had recovered or not, and Brother Ji didn't mention it again.
But judging from the other party's posture, their spatial ability is obviously still good. The wind can come in, the rain can come in, the FBI can come in, and they can break into a small room in a private residence that the king cannot enter.
The ability has definitely been restored.
He Rui felt that the man in the white shirt had recognized him from his tone, but he still listlessly pulled the quilt that had been thrown aside over himself, not knowing whether it was meaningful to cover himself with it now.
My psychological activities were complicated for a while.
He didn't care, but the dangerous thing was that his brother Ji was also nearby, and his identity had not been discovered by the other party yet.
He was afraid that he would be traced back and recognized by the man in the white shirt, and then find out through Song Ziming that his old enemy was now unconscious in his shelter.
There is no doubt that the other party will take the opportunity to end his brother Ji's life.
Not to mention that if his brother hasn't woken up yet, he would definitely be in a state of resistance, ready to be slaughtered.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on He Rui's forehead. He thought that if possible, it would be best to attract all the artillery fire to himself and cover his brother Ji until he woke up safely.
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