Raiders Hat Jun's N Week

I can't believe Zhong Yuanzhong just ran away like this.

Stupidly froze in place for a few seconds before reacting and chasing him.

After I got out of the base, there was no sign of him, and after I got annoyed, I began to reflect on whether I was too anxious.

Ordinary people would probably be mentally weak if they had dreams for so many days in a row, not to mention he was having that kind of dream, and the main character was still the same person.

I was too preoccupied with trying to pull it off, but I didn't consider the impact the confession would bring to him under such circumstances.

But no matter what, it's not just running away...

I felt a little wronged for a while, as if to cater to me, the wind outside suddenly picked up, and before my sad heart had time to enter the state, it was covered with small sand and gravel.

I had no choice but to rub my eyes and go back indoors cursing.

It's useless for me to push in a hurry. If Chuya wants to avoid me, I can't catch him. I still have to wait for him to slow down in the end.

Just as I was immersed in my own thoughts, the system suddenly said: "The last bug has been compensated, do you want to take a look?"

I almost forgot about it if it didn't mention it: "You guys have been delayed for a few days, and after seven days of agreement, it's almost half a month."

"Bad, anyway, it will be fine if the account arrives at the end."

[Due to the previous system BUG problem, we feel deeply guilty and issue compensation items to you. 】【Compensation item: time wear (three times)】

[Thank you for your understanding and support, if you have other questions, you can ask the system] [I wish you a happy game! 】

I couldn't tell what kind of prop it was by looking at the name, so I clicked on the details of the prop.

[This item can give you three seven-day raiding journeys, with random identity species and time points. If you play the HE ending during this period, you can also get the final reward! ]

shit.

This compensation item is also too generous, because I changed the target at the beginning, the original number of BE times for ten times was reduced by half, in case I run out of times, I still have this item to use.

Even now, I can use it.

Although that "species" is also random makes me a little uneasy...but overall it's a good thing.

"You are really lucky." The system sighed: "These are all S-level props. How about it? Do you want to experience it now?"

"No need." I said, and threw the item back to the warehouse in a happy mood: "Let's talk about it later."

I went back to sleep with peace of mind, and when it was noon, I followed Jing and the others to collect the protection fees of this generation of shops that were sheltered by sheep, and I separated from them on the way to inquire about the recent collections in the organization. The news of "Huang Ba spit".

The result, of course, was nothing.

Even with the blue bracelet on my wrist that represents the status of a sheep, I still dare not wander around for too long in such a chaotic place like Lei Bo Street, so I am going to go back and see if I can catch someone who escaped by the way. Orange-haired boy.

In the evening, when I returned to the base, the atmosphere inside was obviously not right. The members of the sheep I met along the way were full of anxiety and discussed something in a low voice.

When I was about to approach the medical room, the feeling of depression became stronger, and I knew something bad had happened at a glance. I pulled out the Yuxing that came out of it, and asked her with a puzzled face: "What happened?" ?”

The pink-haired girl didn't like me very much, she shook my hand away unhappily, her complexion was very bad, and there was some vague uneasiness: "Chong also got hurt."

"What? Who?"

I didn't realize it for a while. The opponent was too reliable. I couldn't connect the word "injury" with Zhongye.

"I said, Chuya..."

My heart tightened suddenly, and I hurried to the medical room before she finished speaking.

Judging by the reactions of Youxing and those people, Zhongye shouldn't have suffered any minor injuries, otherwise they wouldn't be so flustered.

The small medical room was crowded with people.

The facilities in Yang's medical room are very poor. Opposite the two beds are very simple medical equipment, and only some basic medicines are available. Few people in the organization are medically skilled, and most of them can only do simple bandages.

Zhong also was shot by the enemy, even if he reacted to avoid the critical point at a critical moment, he was still shot, although he had already taken out the bullet with gravity, the wound was not serious.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his face was pale, his lips were even bloodless, the wound on his abdomen was barely bleeding, and he cleaned it up carelessly. When he saw me, his eyes froze, and he turned his head a little at a loss.

There were quite a few people crowded inside, surrounding the orange-haired youth.

I thought that these people gathered here because they were worried about Zhongye, but when I heard their first words, I knew that I was thinking too much.

Sheng Wu's face was full of anxiety, and he questioned: "At this critical moment, why are you so seriously injured? How could an ordinary gun hurt you? Could it be that you were distracted during the battle?"

Others are one sentence after another.

"Chuya, if the enemy finds out that you have been injured, they will definitely choose to take us at this time!"

"Yeah, how could we have done that port mafia without you."

"You promised to protect us, don't lose the chain at this time."

……

My expression froze in a sentence, and I almost suspected that there was something wrong with my ears.

What are they chattering about?

The companion is injured, but they are blaming the companion for being injured and unable to protect them?

My anger rose steadily in the unrestrained words of this group of people, and finally I couldn't bear it and said to them: "What selfish and stupid things are you talking about to your injured companion? Get out of here, idiot."

The air was quiet for a moment, Shirase lowered his face: "Hey, Maki, what do you mean?"

I turned cold and kept my voice to a minimum: "Literally, can't you understand human language? An orangutan that hasn't fully evolved?"

Shirase wanted to grab my collar angrily, but Nakaya pinched my wrist.

"What do you want, Shirose?" He asked, frowning.

"Huh? Chuya, you also heard her scolding us, right?"

I wanted to say something else, but the boy's fingers hooked the lowered hand and pulled it lightly.

I looked over, and Zhong also seemed to be a normal person, his blue eyes calmly swept towards this group of panic-stricken companions.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I don't pay attention to such a small injury, it will be fine in two days."

He spoke slowly, placing his hand on the gash in his abdomen.

"All the enemies present were killed by me. Except for you, no one will know that I was injured, so don't worry about the port mafia or other organizations taking advantage of this time to attack."

"—Even if there is." His eyes froze.

"I will also use gravity to crush them one by one."

Hearing Zhong Ye's declaration-like assurance, the teenagers looked at each other in dismay, and then became quiet, obviously relieved.

Even if there is still uneasiness in my heart, it will not be a mess like just now.

I felt very uncomfortable hearing it.

Chuya: "Don't all gather here, go and do what you should do."

The noisy medical room became quiet after the members left one after another, until there were only me and Chuya left in it.

The orange-haired boy stepped down from his appearance of being safe and sound just now, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he leaned against the table behind him exhausted.

How could the gunshot wound be a minor injury? Only he dared to say that.

I was a little angry, but his beautiful little face was covered with cold sweat from the pain, and his complexion was so pale that it was transparent. I felt distressed again, so I pretended not to care and supported him, choking expressionlessly: "Like an idiot, what kind of hero are you?"

Zhong also bent over and put his head on my shoulder. He didn't get angry because of my irritable words. He smiled sullenly and said to me softly, "Thank you."

I snorted softly as a reply, and pulled him back to bed.

"But they are not malicious, so you don't have to take it to heart." He continued.

At this time, he was still talking for those bastards, I didn't want to talk to him, and didn't say a word sullenly.

Seeing me like this, he hooked my fingers very carefully and asked me, "Are you angry?"

"Yes." I said, "Whether it's your pampering these heartless brats or your failure to respond to my confession, I feel very angry."

Hearing my confession, the orange-haired boy immediately seemed to recall something, he retracted his hand in shock, and remained silent for a long time with red ears, before he said dryly: "I'm sorry."

"How's your wound?" I asked him.

"Everything that needs to be dealt with has been dealt with. It's okay. It will be fine the next day."

What a superhuman body, it will be fine the next day.

"I say you, if you continue to indulge like that, one day they will bite you back."

The boy didn't take my words to heart, he said: "You think too badly of them, no matter what, Shirase and the others are my companions, although they are usually a bit willful, but they will never really do anything too much thing."

I was almost pissed off, and I didn't know why he had such a strong filter on sheep companions. I gave him a hard look, and left the medical room angrily in his disappointed eyes.

Then he returned to the dormitory very spinelessly, took some daily necessities, and went to the medical room of the base.

It’s getting late now, and the sheep people really think he’s a superman, and they don’t plan to arrange someone to take care of him. After I go back, I worry that his wound will become inflamed, and it will be bad if he causes a fever. Just in case, I still prepare Go to accompany one night.

Zhong was also a little surprised when he saw me come back with my daily necessities in my arms, but when he looked at the pillow in my hand, his body froze for a moment, his face was strange, and he frowned and asked me tentatively: " What are you doing with these things?"

"I don't trust you."

I pointed to another bed beside him.

"So I'm going to sleep here tonight."

"……etc!?"