soul noise

Before seeing the salted egg yolk-like sun fully revealing its true face, Xie Hengkong passed out. At the same time, the helicopter flew in front of the two of them in a circle.

Elise, with gauze wrapped around her shoulders, was hanging by the open hatch with a ladder in her hand, but when she saw the two wounded heroes on the roof, she threw it back to the ladder.

The helicopter landed smoothly, and Song Zhaoyin had already held Xie Hengkong in his arms. Even Elise failed to hold hands. Xie Hengkong clasped Song Zhaoyin's five fingers tightly, and couldn't break them apart.

Song Zhaoyin didn't care, but asked Elise to bring the tube of stabilizer, and plunged it directly into Xie Hengkong's back neck gland.

Xie Hengkong was still in a coma, but when the potion was pushed in, he grunted in pain and held Song Zhaoyin's five fingers even harder.

The pheromone with the smell of ice and snow was released suddenly, and Elise immediately backed away with a frown, and endured the trembling against the cabin. There was also a stress reaction, and the plane drove very steadily.

Song Zhaoyin, who was the closest, didn't respond, except that the blood on his body that hadn't dried up turned into ice.He didn't release the pheromone anymore, but just quietly observed Xie Hengkong's situation.

The stabilizer is real and effective. Song Zhaoyin can feel that Xie Hengkong's body temperature has dropped. Although he still shows pain on his face, occasionally hums softly, and occasionally releases unstable pheromones, the frequency of repeated occurrences is changing. Soothing.

"Where's Doug?" Song Zhaoyin asked.

Elise restrained her release of pheromone under stress and said, "He's fine, he's safe with Yan Ling."

Song Zhaoyin nodded, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Alpha flying the plane in front seemed to glance at him.

The two expressed condolences to each other's injuries and said nothing more. Elise's injury was fine and had been treated.So he found a medicine box to pick out the bullet head in Song Zhaoyin's arm, and treated the wound briefly.

The effect of the anesthetic gas had completely dissipated, and Song Zhaoyin could feel the pain now, but he still didn't say a word, and then he and Elise helped Xie Hengkong deal with it.

There was no gunshot wound on Xie Hengkong's body. The heaviest injury was when he protected Song Zhaoyin from the steel plate. On his back, the wound was deep and bloody, but it was no longer bleeding, probably because his body's protection mechanism was triggered. Blood is frozen.

After simple stitching, the plane has arrived at its destination.Xie Hengkong no longer hummed because of the pain, but he still didn't let go, as if he was holding on to his life-saving straw.

The location of this row house is hidden, hidden in the mountains and forests. It has left the territory of Ancheng and is close to the outskirts of Mengcheng.The helicopter landed smoothly, and there were already two strange men in black T-shirts waiting by the side, and a stretcher was thoughtfully prepared.

Whether it was the person who drove the helicopter or the two people who came to pick up the plane, they were all pure strangers, not the person Elise was looking for, let alone Candin's person.

Song Zhaoyin glanced at Elise, and Elise shrugged helplessly at him, only to be pulled to the wound and hiss softly.

The alpha piloting the plane has already jumped down, "Go in, Xie Xing won't be able to find this in a short time."

Hearing him mention Xie Xing, the pained expression on Elise's face instantly recovered, but she and Song Zhaoyin still didn't say anything, and helped deliver the stretcher to Xie Hengkong who had turned into a refrigerator.

The unconscious Xie Hengkong still didn't let go, so Song Zhaoyin had no choice but to accompany the stretcher all the way into a simple but clean room.

Xie Hengkong entered the stage of pheromone disorder, and the two alphas with pheromone spikes looked ugly, Song Zhaoyin didn't make things difficult for them, thanked them and put Xie Hengkong on the bed himself.

One of the alphas with thick eyebrows and big eyes and dark skin nodded at him, and said before leaving, "Call me if you need anything."

After Xie Hengkong calmed down, Elise walked in.

"He doesn't need to see a doctor?" Elise looked at Xie Hengkong, whose face was flushed and pale at times, her body temperature was repeated, and her pheromones were stabbing wildly.

Song Zhaoyin shook his head, "There is me."

Elise raised her eyebrows, stared at Song Zhaoyin for a few seconds, and let out a disdainful "tss" when the fingers that were still intertwined between the two were at the end of her eyes.

I don't know if he is mocking Song Zhaoyin's arrogance and loving words, or mocking himself for taking care of Xie Hengkong's life and death for going so far.

If there were any problems, Song Zhaoyin, the flowering iron tree, would not be so calm.

"Where do these people come from?" Song Zhaoyin asked.

Elise: "The person behind Yan Ling."

Song Zhaoyin raised his eyebrows. When he heard her say that Ge and Yan Ling were together, he thought it was Elise's second-hand arrangement, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

Before he could ask Elise, Yan Ling briefly explained when they were caught by Xue Li.

"I don't know the details, but he should be here to protect little Doug." The corner of Elise's mouth curled up, and she snorted, "This puppy is really not simple."

When he heard Doug imitating other people's speech when he left the cloud and rain forest, Song Zhaoyin knew that this child was not simple, otherwise Elise would not be with him.Moreover, he is good at marksmanship. Although his posture is not particularly straight, it can be seen that he has received certain training.

But he didn't expect the origin of the child, and Elise didn't know either.

In fact, Elise can't say that she doesn't know at all. After all, she has been a killer for many years, so she still has a sense of vigilance.When the injured Doug was picked up in the eighth district, it was purely out of kindness for a moment. In addition to her own selfishness, Elise also had the intention of waiting and watching.

Of course, the background tone must have been done, but nothing suspicious could be found.In the next few years, Doug not only didn't cause her any trouble, but also helped her a lot. Elise didn't care about the suspicious part of his background anymore, and gave her more or less trust.

But Elise still didn't expect that just two hours ago, when Shirley threw out the olive branch, Doug would risk his life to save her life.

It seems that it was not in vain.

With such a subtle relief, Elise eased her vigilance, and obediently followed the helicopter all the way here.

Of course, there is also a point because she heard Doug yell "Brother Ah Cheng" intimately and in surprise to the inch-cut alpha who was flying the plane.

The shock on Doug's face at that time was real. It was obvious that he didn't know that Yan Ling belonged to Brother Cheng, nor did he know that Brother Cheng would appear suddenly.

After listening to what Elise said, Song Zhaoyin calmly uttered five words, "Just wait and see."

Hearing his exhaustion, Elise nodded in response without saying anything.

The left and right couldn't guess Doug's true identity, and what was the purpose of this group of people. Judging from the current situation, they were safe for the time being.

"Let's rest." Elise pinched the center of her brows, glanced at the hands that the two were still holding, and walked out with a look on her face.

The sun passed through the treetops, penetrated the windows, and cast several bright beams of light in the room. As the footsteps moved away, the simple and tidy room became completely quiet. Song Zhaoyin let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a strong sense of exhaustion. Ban pressed towards him, which caused his shoulders to collapse a few centimeters, his eyes gradually became lax, and he stared absently at a certain point in the void.

The fine dust is flying in the sunlight, occasionally refracting a few streaks of gold.Song Zhaoyin couldn't help recalling the figure he saw in Ankesi in his mind.

The man's blond hair reflected the golden glow in his early morning eyes, as if his eyes had been stabbed. Song Zhaoyin's still eyelashes trembled for a moment, his gray-blue pupils slightly expanded and then gradually shrank, and the face in his memory gradually became Clear, and so is the sound.

An emotion similar to melancholy but mixed with a little anger came out of Song Zhaoyin's heart along with the three words "Myers", which made him feel strange but familiar.

Those fragmented memory pictures became coherent, and Song Zhaoyin recalled many memories about Miles, such as when he was a child, he and Miles were trained by Caesar as a partner.

As the leader of the white pigeons, Caesar is undoubtedly strong and serious, and as his own son, Miles, he is also strong and arrogant.So when Song Zhaoyin was selected by Caesar to train him himself, Miles naturally disliked him everywhere, especially Song Zhaoyin was getting better and better. Every time Caesar praised him, Miles would accumulate anger in his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to secretly "beat" Song Zhaoyin and trap him in the cave in the back mountain while taking advantage of the simulation training, but he didn't expect that Song Zhaoyin would rescue him after he got out of the trap.

It was also after this time that Myers' attitude towards Song Zhaoyin began to ease, and he even took the initiative to give him a wooden sculpture carved by himself, calling him brother.

During the ten years of hard training, they still competed secretly, but they also accompanied each other.

The dust flying in the air swirled, and the exhausted Song Zhaoyin's consciousness gradually became drowsy. Those turbulent memories couldn't overcome the drowsiness, so Qiqi gave way and let him lie on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

When he regained consciousness, he only felt cold, his limbs were numb, his right shoulder was tingling, and there were waves of chills attacking all parts of his body.

Before fully waking up, he had a dream. In the dream, he was lying on his back in the snow, watching the goose feather-like snow falling from the gray sky.Waves of white mist gushed out from his mouth and nose as he panted, and was smashed and swallowed by snowflakes.

And beside him, lay the corpse of a black bear on the large expanse of white snow, the bright red blood staining the glaring white into glaring red.

Myers jumped down from the tree and said with a smile, "Song, why did you become weak after becoming an A-level killer?"

Lying on the ground, Song Zhaoyin looked at Miles with a smile on his lips, walked to him and squatted down, but did not reach out to pull him.

Song Zhaoyin remembered that this was the year when he beat Miles in the task assessment and became an A-level killer, and it was also the year when Caesar announced that he was his adopted son.

Since then, Miles has hardly called him "brother" again.

The nostalgia and sadness raised by the memories disappeared in the gradually freezing cold, and Song Zhaoyin was woken up abruptly.

When he lifted his eyelids, his slender eyelashes received a little resistance, and there was a hazy white circle in front of his eyes. In the blurred field of vision, there was a white quilt, and two hands with distinct joints, the skin on the back of the hands was cold and white, The four fingers hanging on it were all red.But although the colors are different, they are all covered with a thin layer of frost.

Song Zhaoyin frowned, heard a slight rustling sound, and then his brows turned cold, and he couldn't open his eyes because of a layer of frost on his eyelashes.

At this time, the sun had already slanted to the west, the indoor light was dim, and the temperature dropped below zero. The ice-snow flavor pheromone in the air that belonged to Jie Hengkong almost condensed into substance.

Song Zhaoyin's heart sank, he didn't care to brush off the fine frost on his eyebrows, and immediately looked at Xie Hengkong who was still unconscious.

Because of his back injury, Xie Hengkong was lying on his side. Through the faint setting sun, he could see that his eyes were still tightly closed, and his thick eyebrows and long eyelashes remained pitch black without being covered with hoarfrost.The white blanket was tucked under his thin chin, his face was rosy and peaceful, and he fell asleep peacefully, as if he had let go of all his defenses.

Song Zhaoyin tried to call Xie Hengkong's name twice, but failed to wake him up, and then checked his pulse to make sure that his heart rate was still normal at this time, and his breathing was long and gentle. Only then did he exhale slowly.

"咚咚-"

There was a sudden knock on the door, Song Zhaoyin withdrew the hand that was released by Xie Hengkong, moved his sore neck, got up and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Song Zhaoyin saw a black head fall in, and he stretched out his hand to help prevent Doug from staggering to the ground.

"Wake up, I thought you were still resting."

The person who knocked on the door was Doug who didn't know when he came. He had already changed into a simple hoodie and slacks, holding a sticky note and a pen in his hand. He looked like a high school student.

The door was open, and the air-conditioning in the room spread out. Doug shivered, "Why is it so cold? Do you still need to turn on the air conditioner in this weather?" Doug looked around, wondering, "There is no air conditioner here."

Song Zhaoyin: "What's the matter?"

"Oh. It's time for dinner. The fourth brother asked me to see if you are awake and come to ask you to eat." Doug smiled, and raised the note in his hand, "I thought you were still resting, and planned to write One piece."

Song Zhaoyin looked at him quietly, "Your fourth brother?"

Doug was taken aback, and looked away guiltily, "Well, don't worry, he's a good man, and you know him."

Song Zhaoyin refused to comment, and kept silent without asking any more questions, but Doug felt inexplicably stressed. Seeing that Song Zhaoyin was still wearing the tattered and blood-stained combat uniform, he immediately said, "There is a change of clothes in the cabinet in the room, you can first Wash up, the restaurant is in the last room to the south, I'll leave first."

After Song Zhaoyin washed up briefly, changed into clean clothes and walked to the restaurant Doug mentioned.At the same time as the door was pushed open, the tall alpha standing by the window and wearing a white shirt and black trousers also turned his head.

Black hair, black eyes, thin face, very young face, but there is a kind of sternness and calmness in the brows that have been in a high position for a long time, showing a mature temperament, that kind of handsome but not easy to approach.

Song Zhaoyin did know him.

Shen asked lightly.

The youngest admiral of the First District Defense Department.

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The fourth volume is called cat and mouse game!

I have been very busy three times recently, so I will update every other day first, and I will try to write more for each chapter.

The last volume should be around 15~20 chapters!Thank you all for waiting! (●′З｀●)