The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Xie Chen didn't know he would meet her again.

He didn't even think about forgiving her.

He blamed her.

He blamed her for abandoning him and cheating on him.

Seven years old.He was seriously injured, and instead of sending him to the Northern Military District, those people left him alone.

He didn't know where it was.

Seven-year-old Xie Chen completely lost all contact with Pan Shu.

The heavy snow fell urgently and sadly, and Xie Chen lost his memory.

He walked alone, living like a wandering spirit for a long time. When he was 17 years old, he vaguely remembered a greedy ghost named Panshu.

He suddenly thought of Dawn Base.Pan Shu is there.

So here he comes.

——What a sad decade.

"Sister..." he said in a low voice, and there was a warm mist in front of his eyes, "Why did you abandon me in the first place..."

"Womanly!"

A pair of strong long arms pulled the pale and weak woman into his arms, and Xie Chen was knocked to the ground unprepared.

He raised his eyes blankly.

But I saw a handsome and outstanding man caressing the woman's pale cheek lovingly.

Xie Chen's eyes moved slowly.

Only then did he notice that Pan Shu was well raised.

Black hair, snowy skin, red lips.

Her thick, black hair was beautiful and smooth, and the clothes she wore were of excellent fabrics. Her whole person looked as delicate as a delicate flower that had been carefully cared for.

At the very least, it was much better than being around him.

Xie Chen laughed softly.

The subconscious reaction in my heart turned out to be relief.

She lost her gratitude.

You can also live well.

But Xie Chen is not like Shu, and really becomes a walking corpse.

Shang Ting glanced at Xie Chen coldly, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he picked up Pan Shu by the waist, lowered his eyes and comforted her gently, "Shu Shu, don't be afraid, the pain will be gone soon."

Shang Ting has never been so lucky that he has a healing power.

A few messy strands of Xie Chen's hair fell in front of his forehead. He lowered his head and couldn't see clearly his bottomless black eyes like a whirlpool.

A ray of light broke through the clouds and broke into the sky.

The screams and screams of those holding the corpses of their loved ones were wrapped in the solemn snow, which made people's fingertips so cold that they could not move.

Xie Chen stood frozen for a long time.

Only Pan Shu's weak "thank you" was left in her ears. She was thinking about him.

Wen Yao asked Ye Jun to take half of the superpowers to eliminate the remaining zombies, and asked Fang Han to take the remaining superpowers to clean up the mess. He didn't bother to clean up the dirty marks on his body, so he hurried to check on Pan Shu's body. Injury.

"She...how is she?" Wen Yao realized that his hands were trembling.

Shang Ting glanced at his red eyes.

After being quiet for a while, he said, "The zombie bit her."

With a "boom", Wen Yao's face turned pale, his eyesight turned black, and a strong smell of rust slowly oozed from his mouth.

Shang Ting frowned and leaned on the edge of the door frame, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. He hesitated but didn't light it.

Only the delicate and superior eyebrows showed a strong look of irritation.

"We'll have to observe it for a few days. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise that the superpower awakens." He chuckled in a low voice, but the laughter sounded scary. "She risked her life for a man. No one can stop her. She's so stupid. .”

Only then did Wen Yao notice the young man leaning against the wall.

The young man was dressed in black, his whole body was hidden in the shadows, and his extremely superior appearance made him very present.

Wen Yao was stunned.

The young man looked at him slowly.

He grinned and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Wen."

Wen Yao paused slightly with his fingertips and looked him up and down with a half-smile, "Who are you?"

"Your Majesty, you forget things..." He drawled his tone lazily, and tapped his sharp and pointed mandible with his slender fingers, "Well... let me introduce myself, my name is Xie Chen."

Wen Yao was not surprised at all.

Just very sorry.

Not even dead.

——It’s really lucky.

If I had known, if I had been crueler, it would not have been enough for him to be thrown away. I should have shot him again on his weak body and let him die on the spot.

He quirked his lips appropriately, "Well, I remember you. Your sister often talks about you to me."

Xie Chen looked at him coldly.

"You are lying to her. She doesn't know anything, right?"

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows sarcastically: "Is this important? If you had any sense, you shouldn't have appeared in front of her. You see... I have protected her very well for ten years, but as soon as you came, she Lying there without knowing whether he is alive or dead, do you think you should not have appeared?"

The young man glanced at him sinisterly, remained silent for a while, and reluctantly pulled his lips.

He stood with his back straight and proudly.

But those beautiful eyebrows suddenly looked down sadly.

That's right.

Originally, her eyebrows were innocent and bright.

Even if he only took a distant look, he could understand that she was well protected.

But as soon as he appeared, she fell into such a painful situation.

Xie Chen suddenly felt——

He really shouldn't show up and disturb her life.

"Thank you..."

"Thank you..."

"Don't be afraid... Xie Chen, I will protect you..."

Through a glass window, the woman's subtle moans clearly reached the ears of the three of them.

The eyes of Shang Ting and Wen Yao both darkened.

Xie Chen was stunned for a moment.

He could no longer suppress his resentment and rage in the next second. He stepped forward and grabbed Wen Yao by the collar, glaring at him angrily, "It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been separated from her for so long. all because of you!!"

ten years.

He missed her for ten years.

It's all because of this hypocritical, hypocritical man in front of me.

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows coldly, and the next second, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the young man's waist.

"boom."

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Blood splattered.

The severe pain instantly turned Xie Chen's face pale. He covered the wounds on his waist and abdomen and stubbornly straightened his body, refusing to admit defeat.

Wen Yao lazily kicked him.

A few messy locks of black hair fell down on his forehead, covering his mature, cold eyebrows.

He glanced condescendingly at the young man with a young face.

"Next time, the gun will be aimed not here, but here." The black muzzle of the gun slowly moved from Xie Chen's waist to the young man's heart like a cat and mouse.

The hatred in Xie Chen's eyes almost solidified.

"Sooner or later, I will kill you."

"I am waiting."

Wen Yao elegantly took out a white square handkerchief from his breast pocket and slowly wiped the warm muzzle of the gun, "But before that, I will definitely kill you first."

There has been a lesson learned.

Voila.

I didn't kill this poisonous bastard before, but this time I was in trouble.

At least--

It's a little tricky to deal with.

Without looking at them, Shang Ting opened the door and walked to Ban Shu's window, gently testing the temperature on her forehead.

Still a little high.

He murmured, "You are so afraid of pain, is it worth it?"

"elder sister!"

Jiang Gai broke into the door in panic. His whole body fell into a huge panic. His lips, which were always bright red and seemed to be bleeding, lost all their color and became so pale that it made people's hearts tremble.