last hunter

Chapter 22, multiple choice questions

The charcoal burning in the fireplace, the red tongue of fire licking the dark charcoal, bursting out crackling sparks from time to time, and the black light of time glowing on the stone wall.

Above the fireplace hangs a black and white painting, which shows an archangel in white with wings wrestling with a mortal.

The room was warm, not only because of the fireplace, but also because of a large Persian rug on the wooden floor.

Yin Lu changed into a black suede nightgown, and lay lazily on an armchair.

Ji Yufeng struggled at the door for a long time, and just as he was about to reach out to knock on the door, the door opened with a "sand".

Then he went in and saw this scene.

When Ji Yufeng walked into the room, he found that one wall in the room was all glass.

Outside the window, there is a vast expanse of snow.

He took a deep breath, walked towards Yin Lu's back, and stopped four or five steps away from him.

"I am coming."

There is no response.

He stood for a while, and couldn't help but took another two steps forward.

Yin Lu's handsome silhouette was extremely soft in the firelight, and Ji Yufeng's eyes widened.

This man was actually sleeping.

His hand inadvertently touched a hard object in his pocket.

The red knife lay quietly in the trouser pocket, and he didn't know why it wasn't taken away.

Ji Yufeng straightened up, stood there quietly, and carefully looked at everything in the room.

Wait until the slender figure on the opposite side wakes up.

"Ji Yufeng." A hoarse voice with a metallic texture. "I'll give you a choice."

Ji Yufeng cast his eyes on a carpet under Yin Lu's feet, he no longer had much hope.

"You and Lin Xiaohui have dinner together and start a new life."

"What if I don't want to eat?"

"That depends on how long you can hold on."

Ji Yufeng was stunned, and digested the meaning of Yin Lu's words in his brain.

Oh.

Starve to death, or by some miracle live to their 16th birthday to be their food.

By the count, there are more than six months left before my birthday.

I should not be able to create this Guinness World Record.

"I don't want to be a monster." Ji Yufeng stared at Yin Lu's black and golden eyes.

The group of monsters in the exhibition room convinced him even more.

"Monsters? Do you think they are monsters?"

Yin Lu sneered, "The Yellow Emperor is the ancestor of mankind. Together with our ancestors, he defeated Chi You. Then he broke his promise and strangled all the alien races, allowing human beings to multiply in this world. .You are also of the blood of the Inhuman race, so why do you say they are monsters?"

Ji Yufeng straightened his chest, "You said that, but I didn't see it."

"I only saw the Inhumans eating people, what is it if it's not a monster?"

"Then do you eat chicken?"

Well?Ji Yufeng felt that Yin Lu's brain circuit was a bit big on this question.

"Chickens, chickens can't resist." For a moment, Ji Yufeng thought of Qin Kong's words "eggs can't resist", and then he looked at Yin Lu and laughed strangely, and he realized that he What a stupid word to say.

The chicken may have resisted, but people never cared.

In the eyes of the Inhumans, the resistance of a human may not be much greater than that of a chicken.

"I can't say it well, but I grew up among humans, and it is impossible to turn around and eat the same kind."

Yin Lu stood up from the chair and approached Ji Yufeng step by step. The flames crackled behind him, and the whole person was shrouded in a huge black shadow.

Ji Yufeng took a few steps back, "You just said you gave me the choice!"

Then he was kicked out of the room by Yin Lu.

Lin Xiaohui stood at the door, looking at him sympathetically, "Your Excellency is a little angry when you wake up, you are not very lucky."

Ji Yufeng patted his butt and stood up, "I'm going back to my room."

Turn around and leave, he really doesn't want to stay here for a day.

Lin Xiaohui ran after him, "Are you really not eating?"

"I, no, I'm hungry." Ji Yufeng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

He hates being forced.

As soon as Qin Kong arrived in Lancheng, he went directly to the door of a single-family villa according to the address Xu Jian sent him.

He saw the nameplate of "Gong Li" in the mailbox at the door.

Throwing the backpack on the ground with a bang, kicked the door away.

Both Xu Jian on the sofa and Gong Li, who was tightly bundled up, shivered.

Xu Jian glanced at Gong Li with a look of "you wish for yourself", got up and walked to the door.

In the end, he still didn't poke Gong Li's eyes blindly.

There are not many people in the half-stranger, and in their circle, Gong Li will still help others with small favors from time to time.

After all, not everyone is like Qin Kong.

However, if Qin Kong wants to kill him, Xu Jian has no objection.

Qin Kong walked in murderously, lay down on the sofa, and kicked Gong Li on the sofa to the ground with a thud.

Fuck it on a plane.

Looking at Qin Kong's darkened face, Xu Jian finally realized that Qin Kong's distaste for airplanes was all an excuse.

Airsickness is the truth.

"Old Qin, are you okay?"

"What a shit."

"Where's Xiao Ji?"

Qin Kong sat up with a grunt, "Jian, where is the plane I asked you to get?"

Then there was a huge sneeze.

As soon as Wang Siyuan's private plane entered the airspace, aviation warnings were continuously received on the radio, and the pilot really dared not move.

Cursing and cursing, Qin Kong jumped from the plane into the sea and swam back.

The two dry clothes in the backpack were all consumed.

During the walk, Qin Kong wiped his wet clothes dry.

Xu Jian was silent. He hadn't seen this elder brother catch a cold yet.

"Airplane?" Qin Kong was a little impatient.

Although he half-believed Wang Siyuan's words, the Ghost King's capture of Ji Yufeng happened right under his nose, and he would never stop until he was rescued.

"The plane is easy to handle." Xu Jian rubbed his hands. "The fake passport I gave you before has expired, and I've been forgetting to get you another one."

"How many days?" Qin Kong missed the days when he could come and go as he pleased a long time ago.

"It's almost there." Xu Jian dripped a few drops of sweat.

Xu Jian thought of Gong Li and kicked the ball on the ground in front of Qin Kong.

"Here, Gong Li, what are you going to do? He, his son is in the hands of the Ghost King."

"It's stewed." Qin Kong didn't even lift his eyelids.

Xu Jian spent a minute thinking about whether Qin Kong's words were serious or not.

The Qin Kong he knew didn't even blink his eyes when he killed the aliens, and he saved human beings as long as he could.

Although Gong Li's incident put Qin Kong in danger, he had never done anything to endanger other semi-humans before.

As long as the parties don't care about it, this matter can be overturned.

He sighed, squatted down, and patted Gong Li's shoulder, "Try to make up for it."

Gong Li also understood that Qin Kong didn't intend to settle accounts with him, but if he didn't help him rescue that child Ji Yufeng, he wondered if his elder brother would turn his back on him if his heart was not in a good mood one day.

The ghost king knew where he was hiding, and no one could save him except Qin Kong.

Gong Li screamed in a high-pitched voice, his voice a little excited, "I know where they are probably, and there is a way to go there without a passport."

When J's subordinates went to buy goods from him, they once boasted a few words, saying that his boss had a secret base in Nepal, which happened to be located deep in the snow-capped mountains.

J is an arms dealer, if there isn't gunpowder hidden in the base, then his boss, Yin Lu.

"Huh." Qin Kong turned around and lay down on the sofa again.

Xu Jian quietly untied the rope on Gong Li's body, pulled him up and walked outside.If the two of them didn't finish their work before Qin Kong woke up, everyone would be overwhelmed.

"Jian, close the door." Qin Kong rolled over on the sofa and sneezed again.

Xu Jian looked at the empty door frame and the door that was kicked away by him, with black lines all over his head.

Ji Yufeng sat on the bed and took out the red knife in his pocket.

Although he didn't understand why the King of Ghosts cared so much about his little character, he could only be optimistic that he might still have some value.

The fragrance of human blood teased him deep in his consciousness, and he couldn't help but licked his lips.

At the bottom of the well that night, Qin Kong was so close to himself.

Qin Kong's smell finally overwhelmed the memory of blood.

If I can survive this time, will I be able to become like him one day.

With a sharp sword in hand, he can eliminate demons and slash demons.

The door clicked open.

Ji Yufeng looked at the door vigilantly.

A small tray was pushed in, with a snow-white cake and a bottle of water on it.

Ji Yufeng jumped out of bed, went to the door and looked out, Lin Xiaohui's back disappeared at the end of the corridor.

He picked up the tray and smelled it carefully, um, it didn't smell of mint, and the color of the water was normal.

What does this mean, does Lin Xiaohui want to fatten up the chickens?

Ji Yufeng's internal organs were screaming with hunger, so he didn't care about it. He just stuffed the cake into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing. He almost choked.

Then it occurred to him that the water was more useful, and he carefully screwed on the cap and stuffed the bottle under the pillow.

He couldn't tell whether it was day or night, so he simply lay down on the bed with his clothes on.

The prolonged tension exhausted his strength, and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

He had a dream, and Qin Kong came to rescue him.

The door opened again, and a small hand reached in through the door, stealing away the tray.

Qin Kong woke up from the sofa, his pale golden eyes sparkling in the setting sun.

Xu Jian and Gong Li squatted at the gate to shield him from the wind.

"Go by boat." As soon as Xu Jian said that, Qin Kong nodded in satisfaction.

"After leaving the country, I still...have to change planes." Qin Kong's face darkened again.

Lancheng is a port city. Gong Li found the leader of the smuggling, promised to send Qin Kong to Freeport, and found a relationship to get him a fake passport from a certain country.

Qin Kong took the passport, looked at the nationality on it, and frowned tightly.

"I look like someone from this country???"

Uh, the skin color does look a little different.

Xu Jian did not dare to speak out.

"Fake passports in this country are easy to deal with."

This is true.

Red-eye flight, 7 hours flight time.

Each one hit Qin Kong's thunder point.

Xu Jian could only pray that Qin Kong would sleep happily on Gong Li's sofa during the day.