Was he seeing a ghost? The blades around him started to become violent along with his emotions, flying around randomly.

A living person just disappeared right under his nose. This kind of thing is too weird no matter how you think about it.

He suddenly noticed that the door was opened a crack. He realized something was wrong and rushed up to open the door.

Just as he reached for the door and was about to grab the handle, the door was suddenly kicked open.

He was caught off guard and was knocked away by the sudden impact of the door panel, falling to the ground behind him.

Damn it!

He felt stars in his eyes. The door panel hit his nose just right, and a hot stream slowly flowed out of his nose.

It looks like bleeding.

He took several steps back and reached out to wipe the blood from his nose, but unfortunately the blow was too hard.

After wiping it off a little, the nosebleed started again and couldn't be stopped.

His hands were not idle either, as he knew who might be coming. All the blades suddenly seemed to have received some order and shot towards the open door in unison.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

Sparks were flying in the darkness and continuous clanging sounds were coming from the door, but the more such sounds there were, the colder Yan Xing felt in his heart.

Either what came was a piece of steel plate instead of a person, or the person who came knocked all the blades away.

If it is the latter, how terrifying is the dynamic vision and speed?

He wiped the blood from his nose again and looked towards the door.

It was a silver-haired girl wearing a baseball cap. She hadn’t stepped into the light yet, so her face was not very clear.

If it weren't for the weird hair color, he almost thought it was Ji Mengyao.

"Who are you?!"

He asked with some hidden anger, but there seemed to be a slight fear hidden in this anger.

Such a person is most likely an awakened one.

Ning Yu finally came under the light, which shone from behind her, making her silver hair extremely clear and dazzling.

She stared at Yan Xing coldly, holding a peculiarly shaped straight knife in her hand, with a blood butterfly decoration hanging at the end of the handle.

What a nice view!

This was Yan Xing’s first thought when he saw Ning Yu. He saw zombies every day, and suddenly saw such a beautiful woman in the world. For a moment, he even forgot his own situation.

How could there be such a beautiful girl in the world? For a moment, his eyes were fixed on her and his mouth opened slightly.

But it only took a short time for him to react.

"Are you also an awakener?"

Ning Yu looked at him in the uniform of a research team member. She didn't expect that this person could also be an awakener. She thought that the functions of the two were completely different.

But Yan Xing saw Ning Yu's weapon clearly, and he suddenly let out a low, sinister smile:

"You shouldn't have brought a knife, come here!!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped the knife in Ning Yu's hand through the air.

But nothing happened. The scene he had imagined, where Ning Yu's knife was controlled by him, did not happen?! He was also stunned for a moment, with his hand in the air, stretched out awkwardly, like a middle school student with a second-year syndrome.

For a moment, there was silence in the air, and this was not a still picture.

Ning Yu looked at him with amusement. What was this guy doing? Was he going crazy here? Yan Xing had never thought that his ability to control metal would have no effect on this knife.

Is this a toy knife?

He looked at the metallic luster reflected on it and felt that it was impossible.

So he reached out again, not believing it.

It remained motionless, not even shaking in Ning Yu's hand.

Fake, this must be a fake knife!

"bass!"

Ning Yu watched his embarrassing performance leisurely, then raised her hand and put the Blood Kite around his neck.

The blade just scratched the skin on his neck, and a little blood seeped out and was immediately sucked away by the Blood Kite.

Now the blood kite smelled the blood and started to suck it vigorously. It was just a small wound, but it started bleeding all of a sudden.

Yan Xing didn't dare to move, but he felt an itch on his neck. He knew that his skin must have been broken, but why did he feel dizzy in front of his eyes?

Ning Yu controlled the distance of the blood kite a little. If it continued to suck like this, Yan Xing would die instantly.

"Did Zhuang Wugui ask you to kill Lin Hao?"

Yan Xing responded to Ning Yu with silence, as if he would rather die than surrender.

Ning Yu just smiled contemptuously, picked up the blade that had been bent by her from the ground, and reached out to straighten it easily.

Yan Xing was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to control the blade to attack Ning Yu again, but unfortunately he didn't dare to do so in the end because he realized that he was no match for Ning Yu.

"Don't waste your time and suffer more for nothing."

Ning Yu pinched his finger and inserted the blade into the gap between the nail and the finger flesh.

The blade seemed to have no resistance and went straight in.

"ah!!!!!!"

The room was suddenly filled with Yan Xing's pig-slaughtering screams. All the expressions on his face were twisted together and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"You still want to torture others, right? I see you don't even know how to torture people. Let me teach you."

Ning Yu's words were like the devil's whisper. She smiled gently and picked up another bent blade from the ground and flattened it with her hands.

Yan Xing looked at Ning Yu with fear in his eyes, knowing that another razor blade was about to be stuffed between his fingernails.

The trace of resistance that had just arisen in my heart was immediately completely overwhelmed by fear.

"Come on, do you want to tell me now, or do you want me to torture you until you tell me?"

Ning Yu smiled and treated him with the same words that Yan Xing had just said to Lin Hao.

Yan Xing nodded like a praying mantis at this moment. The piercing pain in his fingers made him no longer have the courage to withstand the next blow of the blade.

"Yes, it was him. He discovered what Lin Hao had done, but he just wanted to see what Lin Hao was going to do, so he didn't do anything."

He spoke rapidly, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

"Then why did you choose to take action today?"

Ning Yu looked straight at him, not giving him a moment to breathe, and continued to interrogate him, still playing with the blade in her hand, bending it and then straightening it.

It seemed as if the metal was as soft as mud in her hands.

Yan Xing stared at her movements, swallowed hard, and then said: "I don't know, he just told me to do it, I. I. Ah!!!!!!"

The second blade was thrust into the gap between his fingernails, and this time he was in so much pain that he started to cry and snot.

He lay on the ground in a miserable state, covering his hands and howling.

"I-I didn't lie to you, I really don't know!"

His body was shaking with pain and he curled up.

Ning Yu looked at him and thought he didn't want to lie, so she changed the subject.