Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

"Why are you so careless about the beginning and not the end?" A light sigh sounded in my ears.

Zheng Zhouxing turned his head and realized that Nan Qiao had come to him at some point. The expression on his face was helpless or something else.

The dizziness was still affecting Zheng Zhouxing. At least at this moment, he couldn't understand.

Immediately afterwards, her waist tightened, and before she knew it, she had already pulled him into her arms.

"You are very brave, just come in by yourself."

"Okay, let's take a rest." After fighting for so long, he probably doesn't have much of his superpower left.

Immediately, he turned to look at the group of rats in front of him that had gradually dispersed, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

It would be better for such disgusting things to disappear.

As his heart moved, the iron chains flew up, bringing with it a sharp chill.

The remaining rats were like leeks, easily harvested by Death's scythe. It was too late to escape, and a large area was gone in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Zhouxing did not look at the miserable condition of those mice, but stared blankly at Nan Qiao's superior profile, especially her eyes.

Black as ink jade, cold and indifferent, without any emotion.

The look in his eyes was almost completely different.

Did he read it right?

The originally steady heartbeat suddenly began to beat violently, hitting his chest.

My chest felt a little warm, and my tense spirit began to relax.

However, after he had endured the discomfort and forcibly used his powers, all the sequelae came back after he relaxed physically and mentally, and there was another strong dizziness in his head, accompanied by stinging pain from time to time.

He was a little unsteady, but Nan Qiao was right next to him anyway, so Zheng Zhouxing simply stopped being patient, hugged Nan Qiao's waist with his backhand, and rested his head directly on Nan Qiao's shoulder.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?"

Nan Qiao felt the weight on his shoulders, tilted his head slightly, and asked.

Their eyes were facing each other, only one punch away.

This time, Zheng Zhouxing saw clearly.

The tenderness in Nan Qiao's eyes was not obvious but could not be concealed. He could see it clearly.

Zheng Zhouxing's eyelashes trembled.

"...Well, I have a bit of a headache."

Nan Qiao didn't know what Zheng Zhouxing was thinking, but she just thought he was really uncomfortable.

He freed his hand and rubbed his head:

"Then I'll speed up and you can rest against me for a while."

"Okay." Zheng Zhouxing closed his eyes, and followed Nan Qiao's words, relieved his strength, and almost put all his weight on her.

But Nan Qiao didn't move at all.

After the first wave of attacks by Zheng Zhouxing and the wave of massacres by Nan Qiao, the rats that chased the people in the team were completely silent in just a few minutes, leaving only a field of rats. Black and red blood.

The air became quiet again, and all the creaking and screaming sounds disappeared.

"Okay, it's settled." Nan Qiao whispered in Zheng Zhouxing's ear.

"Do you need me to hug you?"

He looked really weak.

Zheng Zhouxing opened his eyes and heard Nan Qiao's words, and his ears turned red.

Get up from Nan Qiao and quickly refuse.

"No... no need."

Although Nan Qiao hugged him a lot, it was in a place where no one was around.

Now in public, especially in front of his own team members, he really couldn't do such a move.

"Okay then." Nan Qiao could guess what he was thinking and didn't force him, "Then just support me."

"Okay." Zheng Zhouxing nodded.