S-class hunting team selection
Qiya could see that although the ponytailed woman in front of her looked calm and didn't show any ferocious expression, and the prosthetic limbs on her body didn't look high-end, the aura of a strong man who had been soaked in blood for a long time had already made the hairs on her body stand on end with excitement.
"In two days, Qi Yao will hold the S-class hunting team selection specifically for this contaminated area riot..."
Qiya raised her narrow eyes slightly, and an interested smile slowly appeared on her face. Her long-term position in a high position allowed her to speak slowly and leisurely even when facing powerful enemies. "This time's selection is open to all. Whether you are a civilian hunting team, a guard, or an outsider, you can participate. The top ten will be eligible to join the S-class hunting team."
Liu Xia recalled the discussion he heard in the noodle shop that day. The diners at the next table were discussing the selection of the hunting team.
When Song Xuan heard her words, his expression froze slightly. He turned his head to look at Liu Xia beside him. The words that wanted her to refuse were on the tip of his tongue, but facing Qi Ya's aggressiveness, he knew that now was not the time to refuse.
"Why don't you take this opportunity to let me see if you are qualified to fight me."
Liu Xia didn't hesitate at all and responded firmly: "It's a deal."
Then he added, "In other words, if I make it into the top ten, this mechanical heart will be mine."
"No, this is just your ticket to fight me." Qi Ya looked at the confident Liu Xia and sneered, "If you can't even qualify for the top ten, get out of the Black Gold City immediately."
"I can't wait that long. When I qualify for the hunting team in two days, I must see the mechanical heart."
"If you can truly qualify for the hunting team, the item will be delivered to you immediately." Qiya snorted arrogantly, "I advise you not to think of taking any shortcuts right now. Even if you get the item, you won't be able to take it away."
Liu Xia frowned, thinking to himself that this woman was really difficult to deal with.
Qi Ya didn't plan to stay here any longer. After she finished speaking, she turned around and left the medical room. Before leaving, she looked at Song Xuan and smiled meaningfully. No one knew what she was thinking.
The night was very long, until the crisp footsteps disappeared in the corridor. Liu Xia, who had thought that they were going to start fighting right away, finally relaxed his muscles at this moment, no longer as tense as a cheetah ready to pounce.
If she hadn't come tonight, she couldn't imagine what kind of inhuman humiliation Song Xuan would have suffered.
This woman named Qiya doesn't seem to be a good person, so I can only bite the bullet and agree to the job for now. After all, the things I need are in her hands.
Judging from what Qiya just said, she already knew the whereabouts of several people. Even if this incident didn't happen tonight, they would probably come to cause trouble soon.
Liu Xia walked to the door and looked around. After making sure that the person had left, he closed the door again.
He turned around and picked up the ordinary yellow jacket that had fallen in the corner of the room, and handed it to Song Xuan, who was leaning against the wall and hesitant to speak. His eyes inevitably swept across his strong chest and abdominal muscles.
"Put on your clothes first."
Song Xuan softly replied "OK" and took the clothes with his left hand. After Qi Ya left, his eyes changed from cynical to shy again, as if the man who didn't care whether he was wearing clothes or not had disappeared, but now there was a hint of hesitation in his words.
Liu Xia sighed silently in her heart, her figure was really well-developed.
Song Xuan's original purple protective suit had been tattered in the battle and looked unwearable. It was piled in a box in the corner.
The fabric of the yellow jacket is strong but not the material of protective clothing. It looks more like ordinary fabric. Judging from its simple shape, it should be replacement clothing prepared by the medical room for players whose equipment is severely damaged.
Song Xuan was kicked out of the medical cabin before his right hand was repaired. His hair was still stained with the repair fluid and had not completely dried. Some of it hung wetly in front of his eyes, making his originally dark eyes look even more adorable. In addition, he could only move his left hand, so it was very clumsy for him to put on his clothes.
Liu Xia initially felt a bit embarrassed and turned her back. After all, she was only wearing a pair of underwear, so staring at her wouldn't be a good idea. After waiting for a while, she asked, "Are you dressed?"
Song Xuan secretly raised his eyes to look at Liu Xia, who had her back to him, and coughed lightly in embarrassment: "Not yet... not yet..."
Liu Xia frowned slightly, but turned around.
Song Xuan's upper body clothes were half on and half undone, his entire chest and abdominal muscles were exposed. He could barely put on his pants, which were hanging on his hips, and he couldn't fasten his belt no matter what.
Song Xuan's height was estimated to be at least 1.85 meters, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and muscular body. His legs were straight and slender. He also had a high nose and deep eyes, which was very pleasing to the eye. When he was not smiling, he looked very cold and austere, but when he smiled, he was graceful and handsome.
Especially now that it still has a bit of war damage and a sense of brokenness that makes her, a woman, feel a little envious and a little distressed.
She finally understood why He Tianlin always called him Saobao Zi.
But soon, she threw away these random thoughts and became serious. After all, she was a person who had been baptized by the Internet in the 21st century. She had seen all kinds of beauties and was not so useless as to be fascinated by beauty.
Liu Xia shook his head helplessly, not caring about whether he was embarrassed or not. He rubbed his hands unnaturally and said, "How about... let me help you."
After saying that, without waiting for Song Xuan's answer, he went up to help him put on his clothes. There was no way he could put on the half-lost mechanical prosthesis by himself.
In the past, Song Xuan always loved to stare at her. Maybe it was because he was injured or because he had just experienced the incident with Qi Ya, which seemed to have drained away his usual recklessness. Now he was probably even more shy than Liu Xia.
The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats and breathing, and the atmosphere between them was somewhat indescribable. During the time when he was zipping up the hem of Song Xuan's clothes, he accidentally touched the skin on Song Xuan's chest and abdomen.
Especially when they were buckling the belt, their hearts couldn't help but skip a beat.
It was the first time for her to tie a belt for a man. They had some ambiguous contact the night before, so she felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
After fiddling with it for a long time, he finally managed to put on the clothes. Liu Xia held up Song Xuan's half prosthetic limb and tried carefully to stuff it into the sleeve, but it kept getting caught on the parts of the prosthetic limb. He was afraid of breaking it directly, so he finally gave up the idea of putting the clothes on.
In the end, Song Xuan could only wear a short-sleeved shirt inside, with his coat half on and half off, and he just held up the half-broken arm with one hand.
"What should we do with your arm..." Liu Xia frowned, then looked at Song Xuan's expression, pursed his lips, and turned his gaze to his prosthetic limb and asked, "What should we do with it? It looks badly damaged. Will it be difficult to repair?"
The anesthetic on Song Xuan's body had mostly worn off, but his complexion still looked a little off. He looked down at Liu Xia and smiled gently, "It's okay. Doctor Lin can help me."
As soon as Liu Xia looked up, she saw his star-like eyes, looking at her brightly, and even his eyes were smiling into the shape of crescent moons.
At such a close distance, she could even see Song Xuan's long and thick eyelashes forming a shadow under his eyelids. He was simply an eyelash expert.
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