star hunter

Xiaotao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned her head away, that surprise quickly turned into surprise: "Brother, are you awake?!"

Zhong Yun never knew when he had woken up, his eyes were clear, and he was looking at her with a smile.

He nodded, and at the same time strenuously propped up half of his body, obviously wanting to get up, Xiaotao saw that his movements were sluggish, so she quickly gave him a hand.

After barely standing still, he patted Xiaotao on the shoulder: "Don't worry about me, go and stop the bleeding for Dr. Zhang."

Xiaotao looked worriedly at Zhang Jibai, then at him, and stopped talking.

Zhong Yuncong knew what she was thinking, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that I've been lying down for too long, and my hands and feet are a little weak, just take it easy."

After hearing what he said, Xiaotao felt a little relieved, and immediately ran towards Zhang Jibai with her skirt in hand.

Dr. Zhang was bleeding so badly that it scared Xiao Tao terribly. Fortunately, this is a clinic with all the medicines and bandages. She collected herself and skillfully treated the wound.

Seeing that he was tidying up in an orderly manner, Zhong Yun looked away and fell on the face of the woman opposite.

When he woke up, Zhu Ci ordered a truce, and the room was in a mess, but it was temporarily quiet.

Zhu Ci looked at the young man several meters away, calm on the surface, but inwardly he was in shock.

He could really let her see her dead husband?If it is true, then... what will happen?

Is he Zhong Yuncong, or Xiao Yin?

Zhu Ci was dazed for a moment by the face of the other party who resembled his deceased husband.

But that was only a blink of an eye, and the confusion in her eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by calm indifference.

No, no one can replace him.

Zhong Yuncong saw that her face turned cold all of a sudden, so he couldn't help raising a little bit of vigilance, but his face was still calm, and he said lightly: "Ms. Zhu is so aggressive, what's your business?"

Zhu Ci glanced at the embarrassed Zhang Jibai, and smiled back: "Why do you ask questions knowingly?"

Zhong Yun's eyes froze, and he didn't rush to reply, instead he looked thoughtful.

Although the members of the "Shadow" stood still, breaking this false peace was only a matter of her eyes.

Therefore, Zhu Ci was quite patient, because in her eyes, Zhong Yuncong was just fish on a chopping board.

Naturally, Zhong Yuncong would not be unaware of his beleaguered situation at the moment, but he was not worried about himself, but worried about Zhang Jibai and Xiaotao.

That woman won't deal with herself directly, she must use them to blackmail herself.

It seemed that he really had no choice.

That's okay, anyway, Zhu Ci is a woman, he will get rid of it sooner or later.

He cleared his throat, and when he was about to speak, an anxious voice suddenly came from outside: "What are you talking nonsense with him?! Take him back first!"

Zhong Yuncong was very familiar with this voice. He took a few steps forward, and soon his eyes met the person in the wheelchair. He didn't feel surprised or angry, but laughed: "So it's you ...are you still alive?"

What he said was ugly, and Zhang Jiahe's face was worried at first, but after seeing the scabbed rash on his face, he suddenly turned into a happy expression: "You...you survived! Sure enough, I didn't Misunderstood...you are that one-in-a-million 'variable'!"

He changed back and forth, which made Zhong Yuncong bewildered, and he didn't bother to smirk, and asked coldly, "Why? You are so happy, do you think you are saved?"

Zhang Jiahe could see the undisguised disgust in his eyes, but he smiled nonchalantly: "Anyway, I have been kind to you in nurturing you, and I have never treated you badly...you save me One life is considered to be repaying my kindness."

Zhong Yun gave him a gouged look expressionlessly, then turned his face to look at the unpredictable Zhu Ci: "Ms. Zhu, how about we make a deal?"

Zhu Cixiu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

Zhong Yuncong smiled slightly: "Give Zhang Jiahe to me, and I will fulfill your wish."

Hearing this, Zhu Ci raised the corners of her lips lightly, turned her head away, and took a deep look at Zhang Jiahe who was suddenly stupefied.

Her eyes are very intriguing, Zhang Jiahe is so keen, he can smell the danger almost immediately.

He suddenly felt panic, but he still managed to calm down and tried to persuade the other party: "Miss Zhu, don't listen to this brat's nonsense! He doesn't even know what your wish is, he just slandered you casually." ..."

Zhu Ci raised his eyebrows, then turned his gaze to Zhong Yuncong, who did not change his face, but moved his lips slightly, silently uttering a name: Xiao Yin.

Zhu Ci could clearly see his mouth shape, and his heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hand without hesitation: "Do as he said."

As soon as she finished speaking, the young man who was pushing Zhang Jiahe respectfully changed his face in an instant, and rudely picked up Zhang Jiahe from the wheelchair. Coupled with the fact that the serious injury has not healed, the little resistance was like a joke, and there was no splash.

"Zhu Ci! I have done so many things for you, yet you treat me like this?!" Zhang Jiahe never expected that this woman would be so heartless, and she would turn her back whenever she said she wanted to. She was both resentful and panicked. Gaining the upper hand, his tone softened involuntarily, "Even if I don't have the credit, I have worked hard... Besides, without me, you wouldn't be able to get the 'Paradise Lost' vaccine."

He flattered, begged, and even threatened, but it just made Zhu Ci laugh even more. She didn't look at Zhang Jiahe, but just stared at Zhong Yuncong: "Do you have anything to say?"

Zhong Yuncong shrugged, pointed at Zhang Jibai, who was pale but still panting, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, he is not the only one who can develop a vaccine."

Zhang Jiahe's complexion changed suddenly, he glared at Zhong Yuncong fiercely, and gritted his teeth: "...Do you have to push me to a dead end?"

Zhong Yuncong's gaze was as cold as ice, and he looked over sharply: "Then did you save Mengchuan a way out back then?"

"I admit that I synthesized 'Paradise Lost', but the original intention was to treat Xiao Yin's illness...As for him going crazy and out of control, spreading the virus was completely an accident..."

"The 'New Star' project, was it just an accident?"

Zhang Jiahe was disdainful in his heart, but he had to show weakness: "I'm just... just pushing the boat with the flow..."

"Pull the boat with the water?" Zhong Yuncong laughed back angrily, "It's not enough? How did the water come out, don't you know?"

Zhang Jiahe's right eye twitched, and he forced a smile and said, "What are you talking about..."

"Are you planning to keep this black pot on Xiao Yin's head?" Zhong Yuncong shook his head, pressing the center of his brows wearily, "I was almost fooled by you too...if it wasn't for Xiao Yin's memory .”

Zhang Jiahe's breath stagnated, and Zhu Ci lost his composure when he heard the word "Xiao Yin", and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

"At that first bite, Xiao Yin didn't bite down at all." And it was precisely because Zhong Yuncong's thoughts crossed time and space and were sensed by Xiao Yin, which aroused him a little bit of sanity, and forcibly restrained his impulse.

Zhu Ci obviously remembered that scene back then, but the scene was chaotic at that time, and her attention was all on Xiao Yin. Seeing him insane and heartbroken, how could she have the time to pay attention to whether the frightened security guard was okay or not.

So, Zhang Jiahe said that the man was bitten, and she believed it.

Two years later, it was precisely because the sick security guard fled that "Paradise Lost" spread completely.

At that time, everyone, including her, thought that Xiao Yin was the culprit. In order to preserve her husband's reputation, she tried her best to suppress this matter.

Now someone told her that Xiao Yin was actually framed?

Zhu Ci's eyes darkened, his figure flickered, and he almost lost his footing.

"It was you who injected the virus into that security guard. You originally planned to raise him as an experimental subject." Zhong Yuncong's body was filled with ice-cold anger, making Zhang Jiahe's cold sweat drip down. Yin mutated like that, which disappointed you, so you let him out."

Zhang Jiahe's teeth began to tremble, but he argued to himself: "You are talking nonsense! He escaped by himself, it's none of my business!"

"I've been locked up for two years. How can I escape easily from a secret room with copper walls and iron walls... It's clear that you deliberately relaxed the guards and let him out." During the interval between speaking, Zhong Yuncong walked slowly to him, pointing straight at him. Look into his eyes hookedly, "Because only one research object can't meet your needs, so you turned the whole city into experimental objects."

Everyone present gasped in unison—it turned out that the escape of the communicator back then was not an accident, but a man-made disaster.

Regardless of their position, everyone in the "Island" is a victim of that disaster, and their hatred for "Paradise Lost" is exactly the same.

Even the people of "Shadow" wished to eat their flesh alive, Zhang Jiahe was surrounded by dozens of stares of resentment, as if he was being tortured by a thousand swords, he was frightened and chilled all over his body.

"Give him to me..." Zhu Ci's expression was not obvious, but every word and every word was piercingly cold, obviously planning to deal with this person on the spot, and her subordinates were also sharpening their knives, eager to try.

"Wait a minute." Without thinking, she was interrupted by Zhong Yuncong, "Ms. Zhu, you promised me that you would hand him over to me."

Zhong Yuncong's tone was flat, but with unquestionable determination, Zhu Ci glanced at him meaningfully, the corner of his mouth slightly curved: "You are soft-hearted."

Zhang Jiahe, who was like a soft-footed shrimp, rekindled hope after hearing the words, looked at Zhong Yuncong eagerly, and tried hard to put on his old loving face: "Congcong, after all, Dad has raised you for so many years..."

Zhong Yuncong didn't even look at him: "Shut up."

Zhang Jiahe was shocked, and obediently fell silent.

He bowed his head, no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhong Yuncong looked outside the door, and suddenly laughed: "Ms. Zhu, are we about to leave too? Don't bother Dr. Zhang anymore."

The weak Zhang Jibai raised his eyes and glanced at him inexplicably, Zhu Ci also showed surprise.

However, with Zhong Yuncong's cooperation, she would naturally not refuse: "Then let's go."

Anyway, she has an absolute advantage, no matter what Zhong Yuncong's idea is, she has the confidence to deal with it.

Seeing that Zhong Yuncong was really about to leave, Zhang Jibai couldn't sit still, and said in a deep voice, "Zhong Yuncong, don't make it difficult for me."

Zhong Yun knew what he meant.

That person must have resorted to some decisive method, so after rescuing him, he couldn't take care of him himself, so he had to entrust him to Zhang Jibai.

Farewell to the Star Tower, and we will see each other indefinitely.

Is that what he intends?

Zhong Yuncong suddenly burst out laughing, and said to himself that this cannot be decided by you alone.

"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you." Zhong Yuncong smiled, "Ms. Zhu will not make things difficult for me."

Zhang Jibai's complexion was even worse, Zhong Yuncong could roughly guess his unreliable guesses, and couldn't help but touch his forehead: "Don't think about it, if I say it's okay, it will be fine."

Without waiting for Zhang Jibai to reply, he turned to Xiaotao again: "Take care of the doctor."

"I will!" Xiaotao nodded again and again, but the worry in her eyes did not diminish, "Then you..."

"I'll be back soon."

The confidence in his words made Zhu Ci sneer, but he was too lazy to argue with the other party, turned around and left: "Let's go."

Zhong Yun nodded slightly at Xiaotao, ignored Zhang Jibai's fiery eyes, and followed Zhu Ci to leave.

"Do you have a car?" After walking out of the clinic, the view was wider and the air was a little bit fresher. Zhong Yuncong, who had been in bed for many days, couldn't help stretching his muscles and bones, and stretched like no one else was around.

Zhu Ci's face was light: "So what? What if you don't?"

"Anyway, you invited me to be a guest, a little sincerity, okay?" Zhong Yuncong raised half of his eyebrows, and then looked around the group of people who followed closely, "And you are such a large group of people walking on the street. Is it eye-catching?"

His teasing tone made Zhu Ci uncomfortable, she glanced at him expressionlessly, and stopped in her tracks.

Zhong Yuncong also stopped.

Not long after, he heard the sound of the engine.

Zhong Yuncong breathed a sigh of relief, he was just recovering from a serious illness, and he didn't want to torment himself by traveling long distances.

Of course Zhu Ci would not let him out of his sight. Not surprisingly, they were in the same car. Besides, Zhang Jiahe was also stuffed into the front seat.

Although he was seated next to him, Zhu Ci had absolutely no intention of chatting with him, and Zhong Yuncong naturally wouldn't be in a hurry to find something unpleasant, so he cast his calm gaze out of the car window.

The streets of "Isolated Island" have always been sluggish, but today it is uncharacteristically, there are many people on the street, but it has nothing to do with words like bustle and bustle, because those people look hurried, walk in a hurry, and some even drag their families with them, it is obvious Is running for my life.

In the flustered flow of people, there were also a few security officers in navy blue uniforms. They were fully armed and maintained order with a dignified expression.

This scene made Zhong Yuncong easily guess the general situation.

As expected, the alien races are rampant... For some older people, the nightmare of 20 years ago is probably reappearing.

It must be because of the presence of the magistrate. Although there is a huge flow of people on this section of the road, there are no aliens.

But the "Island" is in such a mess now, no wonder "Shadow" dared to show up in a big way, even if the Governance Bureau knew about it, it might be powerless.

The speed of the car was not slow, and it passed the street quickly. After a turn, Zhong Yun, who was lost in thought, suddenly heard Zhu Ci's voice: "Can you really... let me see him?"

Zhong Yun turned his face from the side, looked at her, smiled and shook his head: "No."

Zhu Ci's complexion changed suddenly, and his eyes were sharp: "Are you kidding me?"

Zhong Yun saw the bulging veins on the back of her hand, and he could imagine how furious she was at the moment, but his expression did not change: "I didn't lie to you...you were late."

Zhu Ci was startled: "What did you say?"

His tone was relaxed: "If you had come an hour earlier, maybe you could have seen him for the last time."

The words "the last side" hurt Zhu Ci fiercely. She was about to burst into tears, and her pretty face showed a bit of ferocity. She pointed a gun at Zhong Yuncong's temple: "You say what?!"

"I said," Zhong Yuncong sighed, "he's gone..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hit heavily by the butt of the gun, and a woman screamed hysterically next to his ears: "You are talking nonsense!"

His head hurt so much, Zhong Yuncong only felt that his right eye was black, and he knew it was blood flowing through his eyes. Under the severe pain, he laughed instead: "Even if you kill me, it's useless... If you die, you're dead." , can’t even turn into a ghost.”

Zhu Ci was shaking like chaff, his eyes were red, and he looked crazy: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! How could he leave without seeing me..."

Seeing that the butt of the gun was about to fall again, Zhong Yuncong still cherished his little life, and hurriedly turned his head away.

They have a lot of trouble in the back seat, but they are not immune to accidents in the front seat.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhang Jiahe secretly opened the car door, and jumped down the wall in a hurry.

Although the speed of the car was not the fastest, it was not slow either. Naturally, he couldn't escape with such a jump, and his body was covered in blood when he fell.

"Stop!" Zhong Yuncong hurriedly braked, but the woman was still mad, and he was also angry, grabbing her at the gunpoint: "I haven't finished talking, why are you crazy?! Although Xiao Yin died Yes, but he left something for you... You better be polite to me, otherwise you will never see that relic."

His words managed to shock Zhu Ci, causing her to calm down temporarily. She took a few deep breaths, and even straightened her hair: "...What relic?"

How could Zhong Yun ever be in the mood to tell her this now, the Zhang family and that old thing are really cunning, they were able to move a long time ago, and they deliberately confuse them by sitting in a wheelchair.

At this moment, he fell so badly that it took him a long time to get up, and he was limping forward with his injured leg.

This speed is comparable to that of a tortoise, but Zhong Yun never wants to have any more accidents, so he will catch up immediately.

Before getting out of the car, he even snatched the gun from Zhu Ci's hand.

"You..." Zhu Ci's expression turned ugly, and Zhong Yun never looked back: "Don't worry, you can have all your men point their guns at me, and I'm sure I won't be able to escape."

Zhu Ci's grief was unbearable at the moment, but the relics thrown by the other party firmly hit her weakness. Moreover, what he said was indeed true. At the moment he got off the car, there were more than a dozen The gun was aimed at him.

She simply watched with cold eyes.

No matter how bad Zhong Yuncong was, his legs and feet were still stronger than the current Zhang Jiahe's. It didn't take much effort for him to catch up to him.

Seeing Zhang Jiahe looking at him in horror, Zhong Yuncong shook his head: "Your crime is unforgivable, and I can't excuse you...but after all, you have the kindness of nurturing me, so I will give you a If you have the opportunity to kill yourself, I will collect your body later, even if I repay your kindness, how about it?"

As he said, he really handed out the gun in his hand, Zhang Jiahe couldn't wait to grab it, but fired several shots at him.

Zhong Yuncong looked straight at him, Wudongdong's gun barrel twisted without warning, twisted into a twist, the bullet was blocked, and the chamber exploded angrily.

This guy's two arms were basically useless, but the old man's desire to survive was really strong, so he lost his grab and ran away with his injured leg.

Zhong Yuncong didn't chase after him this time, he just stared blankly at his back, and murmured: "I've done my own crimes, I can't live."

He originally wanted to leave him a whole body.

Not long after, Zhang Jiahe, who had already run tens of meters away, suddenly let out a scream. Zhu Ci and others could clearly see that Zhang Jiahe was being torn apart by a group of alien species.

The section of road ahead is fairly peaceful, but that doesn't mean it's also peaceful here.

They walked through most of the street without seeing a single person. Zhong Yun had long guessed that this area might be dangerous.

And the smell of blood all over his body really attracted the wandering aliens.

If it were not for his selfish desires, these terrifying monsters would not have been born.

Retribution cannot be escaped.

Zhong Yun closed his eyes, turned and left, and the screams behind him became weaker and weaker until they disappeared completely.