What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Ah Yan touched her repaired sternum and just pressed it lightly, and she felt a sharp pain deep in her chest, which made her gasp.

Why does it still hurt so much? Could it be that her bones were just put together and not healed?

She just took a breath, and Bo Li heard the sound and stormed into the bedroom angrily: "Yan Zigu! How many times do you want me to say it?!"

A Yan felt his heart suddenly stop beating.

She had never remembered hearing Bo Li call her by her name.

"I just touch it." Ah Yan explained. Bo Li came over and stretched out his hand, grabbed her ear, and turned it half a circle counterclockwise, without mercy.

"You'd better not say a word now, and don't move at all." Bo Li said, "Song Shu and the others are planning to go out, and they want to come and see you."

Ah Yan was stunned: "What?"

Three seconds later, Song Shu and Fu Ying appeared outside the bedroom.

"Oh, I heard Bo Li scolding you from a distance." Song Shu said with a smile, "How are you, are you okay?"

Ah Yan covered herself with the quilt, her expression calm again: "Well, fortunately, that guy who doesn't know what he is pretended to be Bo Li, and I was fooled, so -"

"Fu Ying guessed that guy is a weirdo. If he is, it means he has a certain level of strength." Song Shu said, "We are going to set off now to investigate the west. If we encounter any problems, we will need Bo Li, Cao Jian and Gu Zhenyan to discuss and make decisions."

Ah Yan: "Since you know it's dangerous outside, why do you still go?"

Fu Ying put her hands behind her back and glanced around their room. She stopped at the bedside table near the window and saw a rose candle that had burned and then cooled down, as well as a long black leather whip.

Fu Ying tilted her head silently, retracted her gaze, and looked at Song Shu's confident profile.

Song Shu patted his chest firmly and said, "Because I want to go to a distant place to have a look."

Ah Yan felt pain in his chest when he saw her exerting force, and said unhappily, "You guys should leave now."

Bo Li stepped forward and shook Song Shu's hand vigorously: "Copy my ability over, you can't use it permanently, right? Copy it again."

Song Shu: "Okay..." She tried to copy it, and unexpectedly found that the transparency of the "telekinesis" imprint was getting lower and lower, until the imprint became completely clear.

She withdrew her hand in a daze, looked at Bo Li's smile, and seemed to realize something, then looked at A Yan.

The imprint of "speed" in the mind is gradually becoming clearer. Although it is not as good as "telekinesis" and "absolute hatred", it is already close to being a entity.

At the same time, she discovered that the ability of "teleportation" was repeatedly advancing and retreating between materialization and approaching reality.

Song Shu nodded and said, "Don't worry, with your help, Fu Ying and I will definitely get enough information back."

Bo Li said, "Both of you should do your best and bring that guy's head back to me."

Ah Yan asked her: "What do you want the head for?"

Bo Li smiled softly: "Make it into a specimen and embed it in the black wall for other weirdos to see."

Song Shu, Fu Ying, A Yan: "..."

Song Shu discovered that Bo Li was still somewhat sinister. She took Fu Ying's hand and left. The moment the door closed, the smile on Bo Li's face disappeared. She stared at the door handle gloomily for a few seconds before returning to the bedroom.

Ah Yan reached out to the black whip on the bedside table and pulled it to play with it, and said to Bo Li who came in: "What do you think of Song Shu?"

Bo Li glanced at her, sat down on the bed, snatched the whip from her hand, pulled it hard, and wrapped it around his wrist.

"I've met many people, but Song Shu is a relatively clean person among those I've met," she said. "His heart is very clean, but if his bottom line is touched in the future, it will be a very scary thing."

Ah Yan breathed softly, touching the place where his injury had healed: "Why can you tell?"

"Do you believe my intuition?" Bo Li said, "I also know that what Fu Ying said is true."

"If she wants to leave, she will really only take Song Shu away, regardless of the lives of all of us."

Ah Yan didn't care: "If it were me, I would do the same."

Bo Li shook his head: "Fu Ying is different from you. I always feel that she hates me. It's not just jealousy, but a kind of hostility that even I can't explain."

A Yan pondered in silence. Bo Li thought for a while, let out a breath, and whipped A Yan's thigh with a small black whip.

"But no matter what, she is now a poor henpecked husband." She said optimistically, "I believe Song Shu will manage her well."

A Yan touched his aching thigh, but in the end he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

……

Fu Ying and Song Shu flew from Building No. 5 to the west, where they saw a man standing at the edge of the parapet.

Song Shu: "Wait."

Although Fu Ying was reluctant, he still embraced her and jumped in the aisle.

Yu Yi put his hands in his pockets, his bangs were blown back, his face was calm, except for a curled lip.

"I'm on patrol here and will notify others if there are any problems."

Song Shu swallowed back what he was about to say: "Well... it's good, thank you."

Yu Yi looked towards the west and said, "In my impression, you have always been a person who doesn't like to go out. I didn't expect that when the end of the world comes, you will take the initiative to go out."

Song Shu was puzzled, and said self-deprecatingly: "Could it be that even my neighbors far away know that I don't like to go out?"

Yu Yi looked at her, with a hint of strangeness on his face.

"Maybe I know you better than your family," he said. "After all, you've been here for several years, and I've never seen anyone visit you."

Song Shu was stunned.

"Okay... maybe what you said makes sense." She shrugged. Yu Yi stopped talking. Fu Ying's eyes behind Song Shu were colder than the wind and snow. Song Shu pulled Fu Ying and said, "Okay, let's go."

Yu Yi suddenly said, "Be careful on the road."

Song Shu paused and gave him a relaxed smile.

"It doesn't matter. You can use your special ability to escape anyway."

Yu Yi looked at her straight and nodded slowly.

——The imprint of "teleportation" in my mind changed from being vague to being clear and solid.

Song Shu grabbed Fu Ying's hand. The latter clearly showed some jealousy when she lowered her eyes, but after seeing Song Shu's expression, she knew that she had something to say, and tacitly took her to lead the black fog away from the west wall.

Fu Ying first took her to a shop 500 meters to the west, then sealed the door with black fog, forming a black wall, and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Song Shu was still thinking.

"I think that the superpowers I copied can detect the degree of trust the superpower owner has in me," she said. "I can know who trusts me."