Chapter 99 Sorry, I didn’t see it
Corey wiped his face expressionlessly, then raised his hand and slapped him a second time.
"Who are you, the one who was just taken away by the medical team?"
Ning Yan didn't say anything.
"You think I can't guess if you don't tell me?" Corey said coldly, looking at the corpses scattered on the ground. "Since you were able to fake your death, it proves that you no longer want to be involved with 735. These days, you must have guessed that 735 had joined the search and rescue team, so you chose to go in the opposite direction."
"Then why did you send out a distress signal, especially after killing so many people?"
"Is it because the man is dying?"
“…”
A flash of knife appeared before his eyes, and Cole's eyes narrowed.
Before he could let go, a butterfly knife that appeared from nowhere slashed across the back of his hand.
The momentary pain made Corey immediately loosen his grip on the hair.
Even though Ning Yan had several broken bones, he was still able to kick Corey's neck. His body was twisted to a degree that ordinary people could not achieve, and he directly locked Corey's neck with his legs.
The moment he stood up, Corey was thrown heavily to the ground.
The other 735 members standing nearby looked surprised.
Seeing him turn around, he grabbed Corey's hair hard, just like Corey had just grabbed his hair.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
After three slaps, several guns were pointed at Ning Yan's head at the same time.
There was no trace of anger on Cole's face. He stared at his cold and crazy eyes, watching his body trembling in pain, and suddenly smiled: "Ning Yan, I have known you for so long, and I have never seen you so embarrassed. What's wrong with you?"
Ning Yan didn't say anything.
Corey said coldly, "I've said it before, a killer can't have weaknesses. Take a good look at yourself and see what you look like now!"
Ning Yan raised his hand to hit him again, but Cole grabbed his broken arm and twisted it in the opposite direction.
Ning Yan broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and fell back to the ground.
Cole got up from the ground and stomped hard on Ning Yan's back again, determined to crush his pride and rebelliousness.
Suddenly, the leader of the Royal Mercenary Corps who were involved in the rescue came over here.
He was wearing a black combat uniform and pointed fiercely at Ning Yan, who was pinned to the ground, and ordered, "This man killed our people. We must take him back and hand him over to me! Now!"
Cole lowered his eyes, glanced at Ning Yan, who was lying on the ground looking as miserable as a ghost, and frowned: "What did you say he did?"
"He killed people from our Royal Mercenary Corps and the South African government. He must die! He deserves to die!"
The words had just fallen out, but Corey had not yet responded.
Ning Yan, who was originally lying on the ground and unable to move, suddenly found strength from nowhere and broke free from the foot on his back.
Like an arrow, he rushed towards the mercenaries who were cleaning up the corpses.
His eyes were as red as blood, and he growled hoarsely like a hungry ghost demanding his life: "Let her go! I told you to let her go, do you hear me?"
Corey saw that he was rushing towards a corpse held in the hands of a mercenary, which should be the body of a child.
The person was small, his body was stiff, and he had been dead for no more than 24 hours.
A sharpened and smooth wooden stick pierced the mercenary's neck, blood gushed out, and he died almost instantly.
"Damn it..." The leader of the mercenary group suddenly widened his eyes, and anger instantly filled his eyes.
He raised his gun and prepared to shoot.
Corey held his hand. The man turned his head in anger and shouted, "What are you doing! Didn't you see how many of us this lunatic killed? He just—"
The sound stopped abruptly, and the man stared at him in disbelief with his eyes wide open. The gun in his hand fell to the ground.
He also stumbled and fell to the ground. He reached out to touch his neck and felt blood on his hand.
And there was a dagger stuck in his neck.
Corey lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "He killed someone? Sorry, I didn't see it."
“You…you guys—”
Bang!
The 735 member behind him fired another shot, and the man fell to the ground, his eyes wide open as he lay with his head resting on the river of blood.
The moment he fell to the ground, the other members of 735 quickly loaded their guns and shot the other mercenary leaders in the head before they could react.
Corey walked to Ning Yan's side, glanced down at the girl in his arms, frowned and said, "Don't tell me that you killed so many people and caused such a big disaster just because of this child."
Ning Yan knelt in the rain, lowered his head, and said nothing.
"What's wrong with you?" Corey frowned. "You're a man and a child. Have you been married and had kids these past few years?"
Ning Yan still didn't say anything. He bent down deeply and buried his face in the chest of the corpse.
The raindrops streaked across my face, and the suppressed sobs were drowned out by the sound of heavy rain.
The severed hand was still trying to grab the girl's clothes, but it had no strength and could only tremble in vain.
A trace of pity appeared in Cole's eyes, but his mouth was still terrifyingly hard. He said hatefully: "A useless man who can't even protect himself, a child whose mother is not of the same race as you, what on earth are you doing?"
Ning Yan didn't know that he had never had parents, brothers or sisters, and even no children.
So even he himself didn't know that the heart-wrenching sadness that was almost like a breakdown was the result of his family being torn apart.
A small home that existed for less than two weeks was finally destroyed in front of him in an extremely tragic way.
Later, Ning Yan was sent to a field hospital in South Africa.
His desire to survive was the strongest Korey had ever seen.
Even though he was severely injured and beaten up by himself, he still kept his eyes open, biting a piece of cloth, trying hard to stay awake.
Ning Yan never trusts anyone, including Corey who saved him at this moment.
He was absolutely sober as he watched the doctor come to save him. He didn't need any anesthetic and just watched the doctor set his bones, suture his wounds and clean them.
"That man woke up." A few days later, Cole came to the ward and told Ning Yan who was lying on the hospital bed.
Ning Yan didn't say anything. He was almost covered in bandages. He had already asked the doctor for details and was even trying to figure out how to get the doctor to transfer him to Yu Chengbai's ward.
Fortunately, he and Yu Chengbai are in the same hospital.
"What does that man do?" Corey asked him.
Ning Yan closed his eyes, his expression cold: "I don't know, I'm not familiar with him."
Corey said expressionlessly, "Isn't it too late to pretend you don't know each other now? You were so broken that there weren't many healthy bones left, but the way you held onto him so tightly, refusing to let the doctor take over, is still deeply engraved in my mind. Are you so afraid that I'll kill him?"
“…”
"Ning Yan, I'm really curious. How could you be so captivated by a man? What sweet words did he use to confuse you?"
Ning Yan still didn't say anything. The man didn't say any sweet words. At least in the eyes of Ning Yan, an expert in love, nothing Yu Chengbai said could be considered sweet talk.
Every word he said was full of sincerity and kindness, reflecting the hypocrisy and darkness deep in Ning Yan's heart.
But it is precisely this kind of sincerity and kindness that can move people like him.
After a while, Ning Yan finally spoke: "I have experienced many betrayals and have betrayed many people. When I was trapped in the jungle by the mercenary group, he left the hope of life to me."
Corey was not moved at all and looked at him with a strange look.
"You know me. A selfish and cold-hearted person like me should have just stepped on his corpse and lived on. But strangely, what I was thinking at the time was that I could die here today, but he couldn't."
Corey's frown deepened.
"Corey, I'm in love with him."
"...Ning Yan." Corey stared at his hand under the quilt and said coldly, "If you dare put your hand near that gun again, try it!"
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