Quick Wear: A skilled hunter is numb from being kissed by his prey

Zhou Yu sneered: "This is not the first day to target them, it is clear that they have been laying the groundwork since they left the country."

"Messages, threats, going abroad, every step is in line with his thinking, but...he will only put himself in a dead end by playing chess this way, what's the point?"

"He's looking for death, that's why he can't die, we have to save him." Nan Jing Danfeng's eyes were full of gloom.

He probably guessed Yue Tong's thoughts...

Yun Zhiyue, who had changed seven addresses in half a month, watched Yue Tong eat with boredom.

Surprised, "You actually have time to eat today and don't have to deal with the trouble?"

Just as she finished speaking, gunshots were heard outside the door. Yun Zhiyue rolled her eyes, it seemed that she was overthinking.

When will these days of being forced to flee for our lives end?

Yue Tong handed Yun Zhiyue a pair of chopsticks: "Eat with me, you are right, I have been quite free recently."

"Those people who were chasing us closely seem to be planning to stop. It's probably... Nan's doing it."

Yun Zhiyue widened her eyes: "Nan?" Is Nan Jing here? Oh my God...is she going to be in trouble?

Did her parents find out that she was kidnapped?

Yue Tong's expression was no longer as gentle as before. He glanced at Yun Zhiyue's changing emotions, and his cold face softened a little, which was rare.

"I didn't kill your bodyguard. On the first day I took you away, Nan Jing arrived in Country R. He kept it a secret for you, and Uncle Yun didn't know about it yet."

Yun Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad that Gangzi was not dead, otherwise she would not feel very comfortable.

The chopsticks were put down and Yun Zhiyue was forcibly carried onto Yue Tong's legs.

The rich scent of datura flowers made Yun Zhiyue's resistance more severe, but Yue Tong restrained her waist forcefully.

"Do you know why I didn't touch you?"

Yue Tong raised the corners of his lips and answered himself: "That's because... it doesn't matter whether we touched or not. You have been with me for so long. Even if you return to Nan Jing, will he believe that we didn't have a relationship?"

Yun Zhiyue frowned: "Psycho, it's not enough to kill yourself, you have to torture me, right?"

"Yes, I want to torment you. You owe me something. The kidnapping in high school was not planned by me. I almost got beaten to death just to save you."

"Zhiyue, I said I've returned to the dark side, so don't have any expectations of me. Before I die, there will be no result between you and Nan Jing."

"Snapped"

Yun Zhiyue pushed Yue Tong away vigorously and gave him a big slap: "Mad man!"

I tossed and turned in the big bed, my heart filled with anger.

In fact, she didn't really care whether she had a result with Nan Jing or not. What she cared about was that her strategy level had reached 99, and she was just one step away...

If the attack level is less than 100, there is a risk of decline. She is afraid that she won’t be able to explain clearly to Nan Jing and lose his favor.

[Fuck, Brother Shi, do you have to be away for so long to visit your relatives? As long as you come back to help me block the rules, I, Meng Po, will kill this bastard in seconds like it's a piece of cake.]

A phoenix in trouble is no better than a chicken, not to mention that she is not a phoenix, but just a blade of grass...

She was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, her head hanging by the side, in the style of a beautiful mourner.

It was no wonder that Samsara Stone asked her to do the work of compiling the strategy. She couldn't maintain her discouragement for half an hour, and began to feel drowsy.

I don’t know what time it was, but it wasn’t even fully light yet.

She was dragged up by Yue Tong, whose half body was covered in blood, and roughly stuffed into the car, and then the battle royale began.

Listening to the continuous gunshots outside, Yun Zhiyue was extremely speechless: "How about... you think about not bringing me along as a burden."

Yue Tong reloaded bullets very quickly, and said without even turning his head: "You can be a meat shield at the critical moment. You are very useful."

Damn, after cursing the national quintessence countless times in his heart, Yun Zhiyue chose to shut up.

But this fellow became interested: "Do you know what I did? The senior official who killed my father just sent his entire family to apologize to my father."

Yun Zhiyue gasped: "You are really crazy!"

There is absolutely no way out if you blatantly follow the authorities.

Damn, she really had to consider whether she could survive today. She was afraid that she would die in vain and return to the underworld. This would be too embarrassing for her, Meng Po. After all, she was an official in the underworld.

Accompanied by Yue Tong's gloomy laughter, the driver was shot dead with a sniper shot.

The car crashed into a wall on one side. After a loud bang, Yun Zhiyue, who felt a concussion again, got up from Yue Tong's arms.

She hurried to see the man who held her tightly at the critical moment.

Yun Zhiyue's eyes were complicated. Yue Tong's white shirt was already stained mostly red, and his face was as white as snow...

Forcefully holding on to Yun Zhiyue's arm, the two of them supported each other as they climbed out of the wrecked car. Amid the hail of bullets, they panicked and ran into a nearby unfinished building.

Yun Zhiyue didn't understand. Yue Tong knew she had no way out, but still insisted on holding her back. Did he really want her to take the blame?

But why did he protect her immediately after the car accident?

When the two ran to the third floor, Yue Tong could no longer hold on and blood was coming out of the corners of his mouth. The car accident must have hit his internal organs.

Yun Zhiyue remained silent, she knew Yue Tong would not survive the day.

The two sat side by side under a crumbling pillar, and neither of them spoke.

Yue Tong threw away the gun in his hand, took out a dagger, and took out a bottle of ink from his trouser pocket and soaked the dagger.

The voice was very soft, with a breath: "Zhiyue... Did the tragedy of Xiaohua Xiaocao that you mentioned really exist?"

Yun Zhiyue immediately looked over and asked with suspicion in her eyes: "Why do you ask that?"

Yue Tong stared at her sideways: "Because... you care too much and keep talking about it around me."

"Sometimes I wonder if I am the little flower and you are the little grass, so you have to be entangled by me in this life."

Yun Zhiyue smiled sarcastically: "Just as you are, you now want to drag me down to die with you, how do you feel about acting out the sequel of this story yourself?"

The sirens of police cars were getting closer and closer, and footsteps were heard coming up the second floor.

Yue Tong's bloodstained face showed satisfaction: "Your rescuer has come, but I am extremely satisfied with this ending... Just bear with the pain for a while."

"Well!"

Severe pain came from her arm. Yue Tong, the loser, actually pierced her left arm with the ink-stained dagger and nailed it to the pillar behind her.

Without waiting for Yun Zhiyue to curse, Yue Tong held the dagger tightly with one hand, hugged her tightly with the other, and pressed his whole body on her.

The last words left were: "A farewell gift, I hope you like it."

"Bang bang bang!" Dense bullets hit Yue Tong's back.

After making sure Yue Tong was dead, these people had no time to care about Yun Zhiyue and immediately retreated. The police arrived...

Nan Jing, Zhou Yu, and Gang Zi, wearing bulletproof vests, rushed to the scene with the special police.

When everyone saw Yun Zhiyue's condition, their pupils constricted...

When Yue Tong's almost smashed body was uncovered, the man's hand was still tightly holding the dagger that had pierced Yun Zhiyue's arm...

[Strategy level 100, mission completed! ]

Yun Zhiyue didn't cry or make a fuss, and even when the rescuers pulled out the dagger, she didn't react at all.

It seemed as if I couldn't hear the calls of "Zhiyue, Miss" in my ears.

My thoughts went back to the day when my immortal bones were destroyed.

She said, “It hurts.”

He replied: "This is a gift, please like it."