Apocalypse: Extreme Cold Descends, Goddess Offers Her Refuge

"In other words, if I want to do something, I don't have to sneak around at all."

Regarding Luo Tian's words.

Ji Shuang couldn't refute it either, after all, the other party's strength was undeniable, and if Luo Tian wanted to, this whole street would probably be his.

"Then you have to give me an explanation: where did Sister He go!"

Suddenly suspicious, Ji looked at Luo Tian's hand that was pressing down and questioned, "What are you touching? Is someone down there?"

"Let me see it!!"

talking.

She wants to come and see again.

Leng Jinhe, kneeling under the table, trembled upon hearing this.

If she were discovered in her current state, she would never be able to face Ji Shuang again.

"Wait, I'll tell you where Leng Jinhe went."

Luo Tian forced himself to remain calm, saying that he had made a decision: he would never let Ji Shuang discover Leng Jinhe under the desk.

no way.

The safety of one's own brother is at stake... with someone else.

"Really?" After receiving the answer, Ji Shuang still seemed skeptical. Why did Leng Jinhe go to her bedroom without saying a word?

"Go and see for yourself, why would I lie to you?"

Luo Tian spread his hands and said.

"Fine, you better not lie to me, or I'll make you pay for it, even if it costs me my life!"

Ji Shuang gritted her teeth, turned back every few steps as she left the room, and slammed the door shut.

At this time.

Luo Tian and Leng Jinhe, who were kneeling on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they had managed to deal with Ji Shuang.

Another half minute passed.

"hiss..."

Leng Jinhe, who had been kneeling on the ground for half a day, swayed as soon as she stood up. Just as she was about to fall, Luo Tian pressed down on her slender waist to steady her.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

Leng Jinhe's pretty face flushed with anger as she wiped her mouth and said, "It's all because of you that I had to kneel on the ground for half a day! And...and you insisted on...This is the first time I've ever done this!"

"My mouth gets tired too, you know!"

boom--

No sooner had she finished speaking than the door was pushed open by a shocked Ji.

"Sister He...you...?!"

She gazed at Luo Tian's hand, pressing down on her slender waist—a waist she never allowed any man to touch—and at her intimate, coquettish posture as she leaned against him, and the delicate glint of her cherry-red lips...

I was so shocked and dumbfounded that I stood there like a wooden statue.

Sister He... what was Sister He doing just now?

Why was she kneeling on the ground and licking her lips?

What did those words mean?

Ji Shuang's mind went blank, as if her brain had suddenly shut down.

It was as if a computer host, which was running at full speed, suddenly started performing a large number of calculations and then crashed because it couldn't get any results.

Luo Tian didn't expect that Ji Shuang would be so cunning as to stand at the door for a long time without leaving, and then push the door open and turn around to attack again.

After all, the other party was outside the spatial perception range.

So he didn't expect it either.

"You mercenaries have truly filthy hearts."

Luo Tian said with great distress, "I trusted you so much, but you deceived me. Don't you know there's a saying about white lies?"

His good intentions were all for the good of the two of them.

But Ji, the widow, just kept acting recklessly.

Now look what's happened! We've stumbled upon Leng Jinhe in this situation; won't it be incredibly awkward later?

Look at that cold beauty, her face is redder than blood, and her mouth is stretched into a wide grin more exaggerated than a clown's...

Sigh, wasn't there murderous intent flashing in her eyes?

"Luo Tian!!!"

Leng Jinhe grinned, her voice chilling, "I'll kill you!!"

See this.

Luo Tian pulled up his pants and ran, hurriedly explaining, "Wait...it was all voluntary. This situation isn't my fault, is it? It's your subordinates' fault for disobeying orders!"

Moreover, according to the formula of movies and TV series...

Shouldn't their situation be a false alarm, and then things just blow over? Why isn't Widow Ji following the script?

"I won't listen! Only one of us can survive today! You stop right there!!! I should have bitten you off right now!!"

"Sister He...how could you do such a thing? Let me, let me bite it for you!!"

Listening to the commotion inside the room.

Amidst the noise of tables and chairs constantly falling over, several female mercenaries passing by outside couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Hey, what's going on with Sister He and the others? Why are they making such a racket?"

"Could it be... that they got into a fight with that Luo Tian?"

"Luo Tian can even beat Black Scorpion, Sister He will be at a disadvantage! No, why don't we go help him too..."

The group gritted their teeth.

As she stood at the door, deciding to push it open, she suddenly heard Ji Shuang shout, "Sister Leng, hold Luo Tian down and don't let him move! I'm almost off him..."

and many more! !

The group paused, wondering if they had a hearing problem.

Doesn't this seem wrong?

Ji Shuang, what are you doing? We're mercenaries, not street brats. Why are you touching other people's clothes?

"Shut up!!"

Luo Tian's terrified voice rang out.

This immediately silenced the female mercenaries even more.

They had no idea what had happened inside the room.

But one thing is certain...

It's best if you and a few others pretend you didn't hear it and don't get involved.

"Hey, did you hear that? It sounds like there's starting a riot in the underworld!"

One of the mercenaries awkwardly began to change the subject.

Another female mercenary also turned and walked away, saying, "Yeah, why don't we go check it out again, gather some intelligence or something. It seems like a huge fight broke out at that bar..."

"That's it!"

"Black Scorpion should really be dead! I saw his hundreds of surviving thugs, and they seem to be getting involved now..."

Sometimes the transition between old and new forces happens just that quickly.

The group cautiously ventured into the streets and discovered that several mercenary groups, originally similar to their Blood Rose but with significantly more manpower, had all come out in full force.

And that once bustling, very successful bar on the dark street.

The air is now filled with the sounds of gunfire and insults.

Looking through the open door, one could see that many of the scantily clad prostitutes had been accidentally killed by gunfire and lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling in terror.

The blood had already congealed into a solid sheet of ice on the floor.

"Damn it, Black Scorpion is dead! Tell me where you hid him!!" A group of mercenaries dressed in black opened fire on the bar tables and cabinets.

"Get out of here!!"

Another group arrived at this moment: "The armor on Black Scorpion belongs to us, the Iron-Blooded Mercenaries! You bunch of idiots, get out of here!!"

"Damn it, daring to go against us is just asking for death!!"

"Da da da--"

“Da Da!!!”

Intensive gunfire rang out again.

"Let's go, we need to retreat quickly!" said a female mercenary from Blood Rose.

She pointed to the path ahead, where a menacing force was clearly coming from the Black Scorpion's stronghold.

So, the group quietly left the increasingly chaotic area.