I'm not unlucky at all

After finishing speaking, the man let out a muffled snort, a flash of hostility flashed in his eyes, and walked slowly towards the wall.

It was the only place nearby that could temporarily shelter from the rain.

Suddenly, in the rain-washed world, a faint meow sounded weakly.

The man leaned his head against the wall with a cold expression, unmoved.

After a while, the pitiful cry of the milk cat gradually disappeared.

Amidst the thunderstorm, the man slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the little thing that was shivering in the rain, looking like it was about to die, stumbled and crawled to his feet at some point, and huddled itself tightly into a ball , The body still shakes from time to time.

Looking steadily at the poor little thing at his feet, an inexplicable gleam flashed across the man's eyes, and then closed again.

He could feel the rapid flow of blood in his body.

He was dying.

"System, I'm about to freeze to death."

Song Xing opened his eyes, and his perspective had changed drastically. The antique wooden house was gone, and all he could see was extremely modern reinforced concrete.

And he...

Song Xing looked down at the miserable reflection in the puddle, raised his arm with great difficulty, and found that it was just the front paw of a beast, and calmly asked the silent system in his mind.

"I remember that in the last world, before Shen Wang died, there was still a little loneliness left, and the mission was not completed." Song Xing thought about it carefully and said, "My mission failed, and I should not continue to travel."

030 remained silent for a long time.

Song Xing only felt wet and cold all over his body. He tried to raise his eyes to look up, and saw that the man beside him was still resting with his eyes closed, and didn't intend to kick him away, so he thought for a while and leaned on the man's ankle again. , Climb up to the opponent's upper with a little more effort, and finally feel the opponent's suit trousers and get in to keep warm.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, frowning tightly, as if trying to endure something, but in the end, his eyes only dimmed.

There is no other action.

Song Xing hid in the man's trousers, squinted his eyes, waited for his body to warm up a little, and said, "System, I know you are here."

"Don't call me, don't call me, don't call me." 030's voice finally came out, but the tone was a bit strange, it seemed to be greatly stimulated, and said in a crying voice, "Xiao, you let me calm down."

"……it is good."

Song Xing squinted his eyes, his round and big pupils contracted a few times, and finally returned to normal.

The heavy rain was still pouring down, and there seemed to be a boundary between the sky and the earth where no one entered or exited. There was only one wall, one person and one cat inside.

After a long time, Song Xing, who had recovered from his body, couldn't help moving his paws, his head was faster than his thoughts, and he grabbed the man's trousers.

When he came back to his senses, the corner of the man's high-end suit trousers had already been scratched by his claws.

Song Xing: "..."

Withdrawing its paws, the skinny face of the little milk cat hiding under the suit pants was full of innocence.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a vibration of wheels rubbing against the ground and the sound of a car's horn.

The man's stiff body, which had been motionless for a long time, tensed up slightly at this moment. Under his pale face, the cold and stern face made him look particularly stern, but this state only lasted for a short three seconds. After a few cars came, he gave a low laugh, and he didn't know whether he was mocking himself or the little thing at his feet: "Is this the so-called scourge left behind for thousands of years?"

He thought that his hands had been stained with countless blood in this life, and in the end, being betrayed by his most trusted brother was considered karma, even if he died today, he would have nothing to say.

It's a pity, God still doesn't care much about his life.

not far away.

A tall and strong man with a black umbrella, sunglasses, and a black suit, who looks like he walked out of a movie, led a group of men in suits to get out of the car in a hurry, and rushed to the injured man respectfully, and said in a tone of self-blame : "Boss Qin, the subordinates are not well protected!"

The man, that is, Qin Yan glanced at his right-hand man lightly, without much expression on his face, just closed his eyes and let the accompanying doctors and nurses bandage his wound urgently.

And the moment he smelled the disinfectant, the eyes of the little kitten hidden in the man's trousers widened, and the tips of the ears that had been hanging lazily stood upright.

For a moment, a dozen or so men in black suits surrounding the man lowered their heads at the same time, with panic gradually appearing in their calm eyes.

Song Xing: "..."

"System, I think you should explain to me what's going on in this situation."

With squinted eyes, Song Xing was put on the instrument table by a young woman who looked like a doctor in a white coat and checked her body over and over again.

In the hall not far away, the man who tacitly allowed his subordinates to take him back to the villa took off his suit jacket and leaned halfway on the corner of the sofa, revealing his blood-soaked shirt. The bullet stuck in the waist.

030 flinched for a long time, and finally came up reluctantly, and said in a vicissitudes tone: "Xiao, as you can see, your last mission was still successful, and you were sent to this world by the system after the judgment... and after Test, the owner of this villa, that is, the first man you meet after crossing, is the son of destiny in this world - the current loneliness value is 99.99."