Doomsday Killing Frenzy

Since Fang Quan's motorcade left, Tang Kezhi had never heard from Silent Nian again. Of course, he couldn't ask Zhuang Bietian about it, so he simply pretended that he didn't have him.

However, Zhuang Bietian's attitude towards Tang Kezhi was a little subtle. On the surface, he seemed to love Tang Kezhi very much, and often made some intimate gestures, but he would send a basket of poisonous fruits every few days.

Tang Kezhi pretended not to know that there was something wrong with the fruit, and ate it when it was time to eat it, never leaving it behind.Whenever Zhuang Bietian came to clean up those fruit cores, he would look at Tang Kezhi with a complicated expression, even mixed with a little pity, as if seeing himself back then.

Tang Kezhi pretended not to see Zhuang Bietian's complicated eyes, and now he was devoting all his energy to cultivation.In the past few months, the power of the soul has a faint tendency to grow, from the original firefly shape to a light band flowing in Tang Kezhi's blood.This level of change took Tang Kezhi a whole year in his original world, and this speed is already very fast.

So now Tang Ke felt that God was very generous, and he just watched Zhuang Bie's poison in the world silently, but felt an inexplicable sympathy for him in his heart.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Bietian asked Tang Kezhi, who was sitting in the sun with his eyes closed.

"Basking in the sun." Tang Kezhi opened his eyes and glanced at Zhuang Bietian, then closed them again, with a lazy tone.

"Where is your home?" Zhuang Bietian was not annoyed when he saw Tang Kezhi's expression of not wanting to care about others. He sat beside Tang Kezhi and took out a cigarette from his arms.

"My family?" Tang Ke felt that Zhuang Bietian talked too much today, so he glanced at Zhuang Bietian with surprise: "My family... almost forgot."

Indeed, he almost forgot, ever since his mother died under the hands of the strange beast, Tang Kezhi never wanted to recall the memory of that time.

"Hmm." Zhuang Bietian squinted his eyes, smoking a cigarette, "You don't feel homesick?"

"No." Looking at Zhuang Bietian's abnormal state, Tang Kezhi probably guessed what would happen... If the dose was calculated correctly, it must be time for him to be poisoned.

Sure enough, after hearing Tang Kezhi's answer, Zhuang Bietian had a forced smile on his face. He got up and walked out the door.A few minutes later, he walked in with a basket of fruit.

"Nun." As usual, Zhuang Bietian handed the fruit to Tang Kezhi.

"..." Tang Kezhi paused, but still accepted Zhuang Bietian's last gift.

"Do you like fruit very much?" Zhuang Bietian watched as Tang Kezhi picked up an orange and began to peel it.

"That's right." Tang Kezhi ate the orange petal by petal, with a very focused expression: "It's rare for me to have such a fresh fruit."

This sentence... is indeed true.

However, these words somehow touched a nerve in Zhuang Bietian, making his expression stiffen all of a sudden, and he moved his hand in Tang Kezhi's direction, as if he wanted to knock off Tang Kezhi's hand Food, but finally held back.

"How do they usually treat you?" This was the first time Zhuang Bietian raised this question with Tang Kezhi, perhaps because of his own reasons, he knew that some memories were indeed wounds that would never heal.

"Not bad." Tang Kezhi finished eating the oranges and took another banana.Silent Year's guess must be correct, Zhuang Bietian must be a space power user... Otherwise, he would not be able to get so many different fruits in different seasons.

"En." Zhuang Bietian finished smoking a cigarette, casually threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then began to watch Tang Kezhi eat fruit seriously.

Tang Kezhi ate little by little under Zhuang Bietian's gaze, until he finished eating the last fruit, then looked up at Zhuang Bietian.

"Did you know something?" Zhuang Bietian blurted out.

"...What?" Tang Kezhi pretended not to understand.

"Forget it." Zhuang Bietian laughed at himself as if giving up—he felt that his kindness now was very hypocritical, as if a person was about to die, but he was still telling him that he would die in the future. Be nicer to him.

Then the atmosphere between Tang Kezhi and Zhuang Bietian fell into an embarrassing silence. Zhuang Bietian looked straight at Tang Kezhi with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Tang Kezhi was a little embarrassed to be looked at by Zhuang Bietian. He lowered his head, feeling that he still couldn't let him down so much, so...

"Zhuang..." The moment he raised his head and spoke, a stream of Yin Hong's blood flowed down the corner of Tang Kezhi's mouth. He made a panicked expression, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

"Tang Kezhi..." Zhuang Bietian was taken aback by Tang Kezhi's appearance, and hurriedly hugged him into his arms, his hands trembling: "What's wrong with you!!"

"It hurts..." Tang Kezhi looked at Zhuang Bietian's anxious expression, and couldn't help applauding his acting skills secretly, but he never expected that Zhuang Bietian was really in a hurry.

"How could this happen?? You know!!" When the doctor gave him the medicine, he told him that there would be a series of symptoms when the poison occurred, but never told him that the poisoned person would vomit blood. Zhuang Bietian looked at his arms and his face turned pale. Tang Kezhi felt a strange feeling of remorse for a moment. He hurriedly carried Tang Kezhi into the house and ran out to find a doctor.

Not long after, Zhuang Bietian dragged a man wearing glasses back and pointed to Tang Ke who seemed to be in a coma on the bed and knew, "What's going on! This is different from what you said!"

The doctor immediately checked Tang Kezhi's condition, and after thinking for a while, he said, "...the dosage is wrong, he ate up the fruit every time?"

"That's right." Zhuang Bietian replied resignedly, but was stunned the moment the answer came out.Indeed, every time he would bring a large basket of fruit to Tang Kezhi, Tang Kezhi left nothing left every time, and even seemed to eat fruit as a meal. Let's finish eating every time...

When Zhuang Bietian thought of this, he felt something stuck in his throat. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.Could it be that Tang Kezhi knew his plan from the beginning, so he was cooperating with him?

After a long time, Zhuang Bietian squeezed out a sentence: "Save him, or you will die with him."

"It's easy to revive...that's..." The doctor hesitated, "This medicine is very harmful to the brain..."

"So?" Zhuang Bietian's expression was not good.

"It will become an idiot." The doctor said the conclusion very calmly.

"..." Zhuang Bietian was dumbfounded - wasn't he just looking forward to this result?He...wasn't he just waiting for the day when Tang Kezhi could be completely controlled, but when this day came, Zhuang Bietian found that he wasn't looking forward to it that much...

Now this feeling is like killing my past self with my own hands.

"Okay." Zhuang Bietian finally accepted the result. He looked at Tang Kezhi who had no interest in life on the bed, and said indifferently, "As long as he doesn't die."

The road to go has already come here, and it will be futile to say more.

"Okay." The doctor took out the equipment and began to treat Tang Kezhi. Zhuang Bietian couldn't bear to watch after watching for a while. He walked out of the room in a few steps, and slammed the door behind him when he was done.

After Zhuang Bietian left for a while, the person who was supposed to be dying suddenly opened his eyes, and angrily said to the doctor who was still groping on him: "Men Nian, where are you putting your hands!"

"I'm checking you." Passerby A's face showed a smile that Tang Kezhi was very familiar with: "Is this my professional ethics?"

"Get lost~!" Tang Kezhi opened Shen Mo Nian's hand: "I'm fine!"

"Of course I know you're fine. Have you had a good few months? Your face has gotten fatter." Mo Mo Nian unscrupulously stretched out his fingers and poked Tang Kezhi's cheek, and smiled: "You put those Have you eaten all the fruit?"

"Why don't you eat it?" Tang Kezhi glared at Mo Mo Nian: "Did you find what you wanted?"

"No." Mo Nian was very calm: "The only thing I can be sure of is...Zhuang Bietian is not a space power user."

"So?" Tang Kezhi was upset.

"So you can retire after success." The one who stood and talked without back pain was the silent year, and he put away the medical equipment and told Tang Ke, "Or you can choose to be a fool by Zhuang Bietian's side." ?”

"Why not?" Tang Kezhi said angrily, "At least he can eat fruit by his side."

"Then I promise you, as long as you leave with me, I will give you fruit every day." Silent Year vowed: "If I can't do it, I will cut off my tongue."

"How many minutes does it take for a tongue to grow?" Tang Kezhi was in a strange mood.

"Well, about 6 minutes." Mo Mo Nian actually answered: "Last time that idiot Zhang Yuhong accidentally dropped his tongue..."

"..." Tang Kezhi suddenly didn't know what to say to Mo Mo Nian.In fact, many times, when people are so shameless, you really have nothing to say.

"I'm asking you very seriously." Silent Nian said: "I will leave in a few days, this is the last chance."

"I will think about it carefully." Tang Kezhi closed his eyes: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Mo Mo Nian took a deep look at Tang Kezhi, picked up the medical kit and walked out.

"Silent year, you are really not a good guy." Tang Kezhi sneered: "If you don't find what you want, you will leave?" This kind of thing is almost used to deceive children!