The beauty trap doesn't work on me
The protective shield on Hao Feiyang's face had been blown away for a long time, and the sudden light made him squint his eyes unconsciously.
"Kick! Kick! Kick! Is it going to stop yet?"
Liu Xia grabbed Hao Feiyang's collar and easily lifted his upper body out of the trunk. He glanced at Hao Feiyang's two slender thighs that kept kicking back and forth, and said through gritted teeth, "I think you don't even want to heal these two legs. I don't mind helping you deal with them."
Although Song Xuan sat steadily in the driver's seat with his prosthetic limbs resting firmly on the steering wheel, he was watching Liu Xia's every move through the rearview mirror.
The metal fingertips tapped on the black leather of the steering wheel from time to time, making a light "tapping" sound.
The wound on Hao Feiyang's collarbone was pulled violently, and blood gushed out again.
As soon as he got used to the light, he began to look at Liu Xia pitifully. There were a few red marks on the corners of his eyes and forehead from being bruised. His hair was sticking to his forehead due to the sweat from the hot and humid environment in the trunk. He really looked a bit pitiful.
Hao Feiyang's tone, which had been provocative in the trunk, suddenly changed, becoming the same gentle tone he had used when he first seduced Liu Xia. He said, "Let me sit in the back seat. I promise to be a good boy and do nothing. Liu Xia, you can sit next to me and watch me. Don't leave me in the trunk anymore. It's hot and stuffy in there."
"And..." Hao Feiyang put his face in front of Liu Xia and pinched the wound at the corner of his mouth: "Look at how badly you fell on my face. After all, I am still a handsome man."
Song Xuan's already hostile eyes now looked murderous. His grip on the steering wheel unconsciously tightened, his knuckles turning white from the strain. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "How about we tie him to the roof? The sun's so strong anyway, he'll shut up after a while."
"I agree. And..." Liu Xia looked at Hao Feiyang's peach blossom eyes, which were once again filled with water, pointed at Song Xuan, and said coldly with an expressionless face, "That guy is more handsome than you. Your beauty tricks won't work on me. I advise you to retract your magical powers."
"Puchi~" Song Xuan couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this.
Song Xuan looked at Hao Feiyang, who had a deflated expression on his face, with a smug and relieved smile in his eyes. He looked very happy, and his mind was full of the five words "that guy is more handsome than you".
The hot wind blew dust and sand into the car window, and the distant horizon was dyed dark yellow by the radiation fog. Hao Feiyang also realized that this cold woman was not joking with him, and there was a murderous intent hidden in her sharp eyes.
Liu Xia was right. It seemed that his beautiful appearance was indeed useless to this woman named Liu Xia.
I originally thought that I had charmed her for a moment when we first met, so I planned to use the same trick again and pretend to be pitiful, but this time I gave up too quickly.
"Sooner or later, you bunch of mechanical lunatics from Black Gold City will have a taste of the power of the Hyena Gang."
Although Song Xuan did not approve of some of the systems of "Leviathan", it was the place where he grew up after all, and he would not tolerate the Hyena Gang's clamoring here.
He sneered and said, "Heh, a bunch of Shen Wanren's lackeys and lost dogs, even if they got some armed reserves, it's just luck, but they are quite arrogant."
Liu Xia shrugged indifferently. In fact, what Hao Feiyang didn't know was that if it weren't for the whale tattoo on his body that caught Liu Xia's attention, he would probably have been beheaded by now.
She felt no sense of belonging to either faction, and didn't care who was stronger. If she had to compare them, she clearly had a stronger preference for the Black Gold City, where they could eat, drink, and live well.
Amidst Hao Feiyang's low complaints, he was once again stuffed back into the trunk, and after the jeep's violent shaking again, he fell into gnashing silence.
In order to avoid the next pursuit and interception by the Hyena Gang, Song Xuan chose to avoid the sections of the main road where ambushes were easy to set up, and had to choose to take a slightly longer route to leave.
After driving for about an hour, the car finally encountered the first group of guards who had entered the competition area to look for players. The Hyena Gang members who had been far behind finally retreated silently, scattered like sand, and no one knew where they were.
Eventually, these gray figures like maggots on the tarsal bones disappeared completely, and even the hundreds of mutant hyenas disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Half an hour later than scheduled, the black jeep arrived at the temporary gathering point for the "S-Class Hunting Team Selection Competition", an open-air gymnasium that had existed since the old century.
At this time, a roadblock cordon had been set up around the perimeter of the gymnasium, and patrolling soldiers could be seen above. The gate that originally belonged to the entrance of the gymnasium had been violently demolished, and a temporary checkpoint had been rebuilt with alloy, leaving only a space for troop carriers to enter and exit.
From a distance, you can see several armed guards standing on the temporary guard tower at the entrance, aiming their huge sniper rifles at the incoming vehicles and contestants. You can imagine how lethal these snipers would be if they spotted any suspicious people.
The black jeep driven by Song Xuan entered the inspection area at the entrance and exit. The guard standing by the roadblock in charge of the inspection was wearing a full-face helmet with the Leviathan emblem printed on it. When he saw Song Xuan in the driver's seat, he suddenly straightened his body, raised his right hand sharply, and instantly gave a standard military salute.
His companion trotted over to open the makeshift metal roadblock, his movements smooth and precise as if they had been rehearsed countless times.
Liu Xia looked at the temporary checkpoints made of alloy roadblocks around him, as well as the fully armed patrolling guards, who seemed to be on high alert.
How many contestants did the Hyena Gang kill in the contaminated area this time that Leviathan actually dispatched so many guards?
The black jeep drove straight in, and soon more than forty troop carriers could be seen parked in the central area of the stadium, having obviously completed their mission of picking up the athletes.
This venue doesn't look particularly large, but it can easily accommodate several thousand people.
In the center of the playing field originally used for competitions, the wooden floor, which should have been smooth and bright, is now covered with scars and its original color cannot be seen at all.
At this time, there were seven or eight hundred contestants gathered, and ten competition inspectors lined up in a row to record the results. The sound of counting the grade and number of the exotic beast cores could be faintly heard.
There is an electronic sign hanging above the head of each inspector, with numbers from 1 to 10 marked on them. There are about seven or eight contestants lined up in front of each team.
Song Xuan, who was among the first group to set off, spent the most time looking for Liu Xia, so he returned relatively late, just in time for the time when there were the most contestants.
Song Xuan parked the jeep near the troop carrier and tapped the steering wheel with his mechanical fingers. "This is the rule of every tryout. We must count the spoils immediately. After that, we can return to the city."
He frowned as he looked at the long queue of ten people and said hesitantly, "I just didn't expect so many players have been brought back. How long will the queue last?"
Having said that, this team has to line up. Based on the principle of openness and fairness, every time the hunting team counts the spoils, it is done in public to avoid cheating.
Liu Xia bent down and put the iron box containing the mechanical heart into another confiscated backpack, and then sorted out the things in his own tactical backpack.
"It doesn't matter. There are only seven or eight people in a team." Liu Xia said as he jumped out of the car and stretched his thigh muscles which were a little numb from sitting.
Song Xuan shifted to the right, picked up the tactical backpack from the passenger seat, and handed it to Liu Xia outside the car: "I have to go to the temporary command room. Please come back here after you register. I'll be here when I'm done."
"Okay, let's gather here later."
Liu Xia took the tactical backpack handed to him by Song Xuan with one hand, then slung it over his back. He looked up, squinted his eyes, selected a number he liked, and walked towards the team that was counting the spoils.
As a member of the Royal Guard, Song Xuan was not in a position to be too close to the inspection team. He also needed to deal with matters related to the Royal Guard in the venue, the infiltration of the Hyena Gang, and report to the higher authorities on the evacuation of the players in the competition area.
Previously, in order to find Liu Xia's whereabouts, all the work was handed over to his subordinates to sort out, and he still needed to report on these matters in person.
Song Xuan got out of the car, opened the trunk, dragged out the dying Hao Feiyang, and hurried to the temporary command room.
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