"I'll go." Lu Xingyun was always the most enthusiastic one. After saying that, he directly pulled the tied-up Wen Yuning and prepared to go out.
Yuan Qingli's gaze swept over Bo Zijin, as if the beating she had just received was merely a friendly visit.
"Hmph." Although he wasn't seriously injured, the extremely insulting trash can over his head was clearly not something the CEO could accept with a smile. He turned and left with a cold snort.
Fang Zhiyou had a sullen face, and his attitude was unreadable.
However, judging from the look of disgust on his lips, Yuan Qingli's suggestion clearly did not interest him, and he prepared to turn around and leave.
“Fang Tong…the great hero.” Yuan Qingli hesitated between using “classmate” and “comrade,” but ultimately uttered the unexpected two words.
She was surprised, and Fang Zhiyou paused in his tracks, his heart surging with emotion—he never imagined that a killer like him would one day be called a hero!
However, asking him for help based solely on a title seems insufficient.
He paused for only one second.
"There's bound to be a fierce battle soon."
He liked fighting and killing, but it still wasn't enough.
Keep moving forward.
"Let's have a contest and see who can take down more."
Hmph, a competition? I'm not interested.
"If you think you can't beat me, then forget it, I'll just have to put in a little more effort."
Only when I stopped walking did I realize I had turned around.
Sure enough, the provocation tactic is an incredibly effective single-target skill.
"Hmph, so what if you lost?"
"I lost, so you can beat him up to vent your anger." Yuan Qingli's tone suddenly softened, transforming into a mischievous young lady. At the same time, she pointed at Lu Xingyun.
Fang Zhiyou: ...
Lu Xingyun: ? ? ?
So you're betting that I'm just an extra?
However, Lu Xingyun had no intention of refusing, except for a helpless smile, since this was the strongest teammate he had bound to.
"Okay." To everyone's surprise, Fang Zhiyou actually agreed.
Lu Xingyun stared at Fang Zhiyou, his eyes full of question marks: You really want to hit me?
"Let's go." Yuan Qingli went out first, and Lu Xingyun escorted Wen Yuning to the back seat of the electric scooter, where he tied her with several more ropes.
"Aren't you going to ask me what will happen if I lose?" Fang Zhiyou rarely took the initiative to speak.
"Don't you want to ask? Do you think you'll lose?" Yuan Qingli retorted.
Fang Zhiyou was still pondering the words when Lu Xingyun stumbled and almost lost his balance on the electric scooter.
Is this the legendary "teammate sabotage"?
The four arrived at the hospital, and the entrance that Wen Yuning had damaged had already been restored to normal.
The patients were not surprised at all by the group of four.
I arrived at the operating room without incident, and the original nurse and the surgeon were still performing the operation.
Indeed, as long as one lives, one should never stop working.
"Excuse me, where is the body of the girl who ran the errand?" Yuan Qingli asked politely after knocking on the door.
"Security, remove all irrelevant personnel." The nurse didn't bother to answer and simply called for help.
From the empty operating room ceiling came a rustling sound. The ceiling was lifted, and specks of red light shone through the darkness—it was a group of skeletons in uniforms holding axes.
“Eleven.” Fang Zhiyou finished speaking and transformed into a black lightning bolt, rushing forward.
Before the oncoming skeleton could react, it only felt a dark shadow flash by, followed by a flash of silver light.
A sharp pain shot through my brain, and then I lost consciousness.
Fang Zhiyou held a silver dagger in his right hand; to be precise, it would be more accurate to call it a shuttle.
Wide in the middle and pointed at both ends, the shuttle spins in the palm of your hand, radiating light.
The pause lasted no more than two seconds before he realized that someone had dodged the axe that was coming at him and was slicing across the skull's neck with their right hand.
Another security guard has fallen.
His speed is so fast, even chopping melons and cutting vegetables isn't as smooth as him.
When he realized there was killing involved, he became very focused.
He had only one opponent in his eyes—the enemy who was about to die.
When Fang Zhi was about to take action, Yuan Qingli was not idle either.
If Fang Zhiyou's actions were precise blasting, then Yuan Qingli's actions were violent demolition.
She swung the hammer, ignoring the opponent's movements, drew a circle, and used the momentum to smash the hammer into his chest. Instantly, his chest was pressed against his back, and bone fragments flew everywhere.
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