Yingxuan was stunned, and then she saw a girl following behind Zhao Yulin. When she saw Zhao Yulin holding the girl's hand, she suddenly felt a little sour. Men are really bad. He took advantage of me to pick up girls while I was asleep? He smelled of alcohol, and he went to drink even though his injuries were not healed. He dared to bring someone here? What does this mean?

Is he demonstrating to me?

Yingxuan didn't see Su Qingxue's appearance clearly. Combined with Zhao Yulin's drunken appearance, she subconsciously thought that this woman should be a woman who accompanied him on the ship.

When she thought about such a beautiful woman like herself accompanying him on the ship, and this dead bastard actually went to find a companion for drinking, Yingxuan was furious.

Yingxuan was not such a woman originally, but ever since she met Zhao Yulin and witnessed his life-and-death battles, she didn't know why she began to care more and more about Zhao Yulin's attitude towards her, a change she didn't even notice.

"Hey, who is this? Your lover? Hey, hey, why are you holding me?" Yingxuan puffed out her chest, stopped Zhao Yulin from breaking in, and said with a resentful look in her eyes.

There were still pursuers chasing Zhao Yulin from behind, so he naturally didn't want to talk to Yingxuan. He stuffed Su Qingxue into the room where the two people guarding Huang Zixiang were, and grabbed Yingxuan. Yingxuan paused, and without much struggle, she followed Zhao Yulin and trotted all the way. When Yingxuan reacted, they had already reached the base. It was pitch black with only sporadic lights, and she could only see Zhao Yulin's profile. Yingxuan could only feel Zhao Yulin's heavy breathing.

Didn't he say he was going to lead someone away? Why did he pull me here?

Yingxuan thought subconsciously, as if there was a little rabbit in her heart. Feeling Zhao Yulin's breath close at hand, Yingxuan was a little confused. What should I do? Did he deliberately drag me here?

Zhao Yulin looked at the entrance. No one had followed him yet, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the masked men were tall, they were definitely not Americans from their accents. They had some Japanese accents. Could they be sent by the Black Sun? Why are these people so lingering?

"Hey, what do you want to do? It's dark here..." Yingxuan said, gently shaking Zhao Yulin's hand, but she didn't break free.

Zhao Yulin resisted the urge to strangle himself, turned around and looked down at Yingxuan with his height advantage, and said with a smirk, "Hey, why did I bring you here?"

Zhao Yulin said, and touched Yingxuan's hand in his palm.

Yingxuan was not prepared at all, blinked, took two steps back and leaned against the cargo box, feeling that she should be pushed against the wall by Zhao Yulin, and her face turned red immediately, being caught off guard by Zhao Yulin, looking at Zhao Yulin's face close to her and his dark pupils, Yingxuan's breathing became heavier, and her heart was pounding.

In just a short moment, many scenes flashed through Yingxuan's mind like a movie. What was this bastard Zhao Yulin going to do? Did he seem to be drunk? No, he wasn't going to force a kiss on her, was he?

Then what should she do?

Hmm? Hug him? Bah, no, that's too embarrassing!

Push him away? But...

thinking that she was still wearing pajamas, was this considered uniform temptation?

Yingxuan's mind was suddenly in a mess. She looked at Zhao Yulin nervously and shyly, bit her lip, and a blush appeared on her face, which made Yingxuan, who already looked sexy, even more attractive at this moment.

"You...you stay away from me, I'm hot..." Yingxuan bit her lip and looked into Zhao Yulin's eyes. As she spoke, she felt that she was losing confidence and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Well, is it hot? It's quite cool on the sea." Zhao Yulin glanced at a certain high part of Yingxuan and said with a chuckle.

Zhao Yulin understood what happened to Yingxuan in an instant. He had seen such scenes many times. There was nothing he could do. Who could be so charming as to call him brother?

If someone saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked. Who is Yingxuan? That's the boss of Yingwu, a famous "stay away from strangers" type of beauty, the legendary queen of the mercenary world, Yingxuan, who was actually shy in front of a man! Even if this man is a genius, it is enough to make people feel incredible about Yingxuan's behavior.

"Rogue..."

Yingxuan saw Zhao Yulin's eyes looking around. Zhao Yulin was taller than Yingxuan. From his angle, he could see everything. Yingxuan blushed as she spoke and quickly crossed her hands and placed them on the important position.

"What's wrong with you? Are you having a high fever?"

Zhao Yulin looked at Yingxuan in front of him in surprise. Her lips were slightly pouting, her face was flushed, and her eyes were watery. But Zhao Yulin suddenly reached out and touched her forehead, muttering a few words, "You're not having a fever, are you in heat?"

Yingxuan's wonderful feeling was immediately interrupted by Zhao Yulin's action. The originally charming mood and the atmosphere that had been brewing with great difficulty were instantly shattered. Yingxuan

looked at Zhao Yulin, who seemed to be smiling, and the blush on her face disappeared instantly. In heat? You are the one in heat, your whole family is in heat.

She punched Zhao Yulin in the chest. Although Yingxuan's punch was a loving one and not a violent one, it didn't have much power. But in order to cooperate with Yingxuan, Zhao Yulin pretended to be in pain and took two steps back.

"Wow, why did you hit me? It must hurt, right?" Zhao Yulin said depressedly.

"Humph, I told you not to tease me. Do you know that the people who teased me before have their graves over one meter high?" Yingxuan waved her little fist proudly and said to Zhao Yulin, "Besides, you have thick skin anyway, so it's okay for you to get punched by me."

Zhao Yulin was speechless. Damn it, what kind of bullshit reason is this? Just because I have thick skin, you can hit me at will?

Just as Zhao Yulin was about to retort, he heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the lower hold. Yingxuan was also nervous. Zhao Yulin put his middle finger next to his lips, signaling Yingxuan not to make a sound. With the dim light, he saw two cautious masked men walking in from outside the hold, each holding an assault rifle, fully armed with helmets and armor.

The two men, one in front and one behind, were very experienced in this kind of environment. One searched ahead, the other watched behind, attacking and defending at the same time, a standard combat mode, which made Zhao Yulin a little confused. Just now, he assumed that this group of people were sent by Black Sun, but according to Zhao Yulin's understanding in the past two days, most of the people in the Black Sun organization were ninjas who practiced ninjutsu, just like Miyamoto Musashi and Koji who met last time.

However, the performance of these two people was surprisingly like that of special forces soldiers, and the two cooperated very well.

Seeing that the opponent was about to search for Zhao Yulin and Yingxuan's location, Zhao Yulin didn't have time to think about it. He made a gesture to Yingxuan, indicating that they should each fight one by one and try not to make any noise. Yingxuan nodded in understanding, secretly went around to the other side, ready to wait for an opportunity to act.

Zhao Yulin held his breath and waited for the other party to approach. Suddenly, he rushed out from the side, put his left hand on the ground, and rushed towards the masked man walking in front of him like a cheetah. The masked man noticed Zhao Yulin's movements almost at the same time Zhao Yulin appeared. He did not judge whether the person who attacked him was the Zhao Yulin the boss was looking for. He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet poured out like a fire dragon in an instant.

Zhao Yulin curled his lips, and at the moment the opponent opened fire, he turned around very quickly and hid behind the bunker. The masked man quickly finished a magazine of bullets. Zhao Yulin judged that the opponent should change the magazine, and this process should take about 2 seconds, enough for him to rush to the opponent. The distance between the two was only about 1 meter.

Zhao Yulin just went out, and he felt a sense of danger. He instinctively launched a graceful footwork. A bullet directly rubbed Zhao Yulin's forehead, making Zhao Yulin sweat coldly!

Damn, this guy is definitely a veteran. He didn't even change the rifle magazine. Instead, he threw the gun behind him after the bullets were used up, quickly took out his pistol and continued shooting. He obviously thought that Zhao Yulin would suddenly rush out while he was changing the magazine. However, he didn't expect that Zhao Yulin actually dodged two or three pistol bullets in a row. The bullets hit the bunker with a bang, emitting sparks.

Yingxuan had already wrestled with another masked man. Zhao Yulin sneered, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have suffered a loss." Zhao Yulin continued to use his graceful and vigorous footwork, exerting his speed to the extreme. Before the masked man had finished firing the bullets in his pistol, he had already arrived in front of the masked man and punched him hard.

The masked man seemed to be taken aback, and hastily raised his arms to take Zhao Yulin's punch, but he still underestimated Zhao Yulin's strength. Zhao Yulin's full-strength punch could make a hole even on a steel plate, let alone a person.

How dare this masked man take it? As expected, there was a "bang" and a slight "crack" sound, and the masked man flew backwards, and then there was another "bang" sound, hitting the wall of the cabin. The wall of the cabin was made of 20 cm thick wood, but when the masked man fell, the wall was densely covered with cracks, like a spider web. The

masked man was scared and wanted to raise his left hand, but he found that his left arm was in great pain. He looked down and saw white bone stumps on his arm. With such a serious injury, even if he could go back alive, his arm would be useless in the future, not to mention that Zhao Yulin did not intend to let him go.

Zhao Yulin quickly stepped forward, and seeing that the other party dared to resist, he kicked the masked man's pistol aside, reached out to remove the magazine on his body, bent his knees and hit the other party's head hard. When the masked man lay on the ground groaning weakly, Zhao Yulin reached out and pulled off the masked man's mask, and saw the other party's face clearly in the light.