[End Times] The Road to Blood Painted

Su's passionate kiss expressed strong doubts, and he stretched out his hand to push him away, leaning against the wall and panting violently.Sweat dripped down his chin, onto his chest, and finally onto his abdominal muscles.

Both of them felt a sense of exhaustion. They stood there gasping for breath, and stretched out their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads. Their palms were immediately wet.After panting for a long time, Ling Su couldn't help laughing: "Really, the atmosphere was quite good just now, why did you suddenly become normal again."

Yuan Ting glanced at him coldly, and said displeasedly, "If I don't wake up in time, are you going to do something?"

Seeing that her thoughts were exposed, Ling Su thought about it embarrassedly, and then posted it cheekily: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt a little bit. In fact, this place is pretty good. There is no one, and there may be beds. It is really impossible to find a bed." The desk is also good. Speaking of which, the first time I saw you in the hospital in Bergen, I had an urge to put you on the table and then slap you..."

Before Ling Su finished speaking, he was hit on the head, and then seeing Yuan Ting's displeased expression, he immediately changed the subject: "Okay, okay, let's keep looking, we have to get the voice out first. Until you find it. Adrian, does it matter if you want it, is your head still hurting?"

"No, thank you." At this point, Yuan Ting's eyes flickered for a moment, he turned his head aside, and said softly, "If I get angry again later, Vincent, don't be soft."

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56, 62 & 63 Lance...

Ling Su never listened to others very much, and he only listened to what Yuan Ting said he liked.So when Yuan Ting finished speaking, he just nodded his head symbolically, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he pushed open the security door and strode in.

What a joke, even if Yuan Terror really mutated into a zombie, he wouldn't be able to deal with him.How could it be possible to let go of this feeling of love that goes deep into the bone marrow.If he wanted to kill Yuan Terror with his own hands, he would rather give himself a bullet than suffer for a long time.

Looking at Ling Su's tall and straight back, Yuan Ting couldn't help but sighed softly, then regained his composure and continued to move forward.

The top floor was no different from the other floors, it was empty and there was no one there.If the difference is different, the security doors leading to other floors are locked, and only this floor is open.After Yuan Ting walked in, he habitually reached out and wiped the reception desk, and found that there was no dust on his hands, which looked very clean.There is also no musty smell of long-term neglect in the air, and it seems that people have lived here not long ago.It's just that everyone was kicked out overnight.

It was as if a stage had been set up temporarily, just waiting for him to come.Well, since someone wants to put on a good show for him, he has to cheer for whatever he says.

Thinking of this, a rare smile appeared on Yuan Ting's always stern face.While he was observing the surrounding environment, Ling Su had already started to check room by room.It looks like an office building, with house numbers on the doors.If you take a closer look, they are all titles like dean and deputy dean.I opened the door and saw that there was nothing inside except desks, bookshelves, leather chairs, sofas and the like.

Some windows seemed to have been left closed, and when the wind blew, the curtains rustled, and the documents placed on the table were blown and scattered on the ground.Ling Su took a few steps forward to pick up a sheet and looked at it, seeing that it was densely packed with traditional Chinese characters, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.He can speak Chinese, but he doesn't know many characters. When he was a child, most of the simplified characters were taught at home. It was very difficult for him to read traditional characters.

However, he doesn't need to understand the specific content here, he only needs to notice that the date on the signature below the document is about two days ago.In other words, there were people signing documents here two days ago, and all of them were transferred in the blink of an eye.

The ear-piercing screams were still echoing, and seeing that there was no one in the room, Yuan Ting instinctively wanted to retreat, but Ling Su grabbed his wrist: "Wait for Adrian!"

"What's wrong, what's the problem?"

"Do you think these shouting people are a little strange?"

"What do you mean?"

Ling Su held her breath and listened again, nodded affirmatively and said, "Their accents don't look like Chinese, and they don't speak English, can you hear it?"

Yuan Ting didn't pay attention to what those people were yelling, but felt that there were voices mixed with the yelling.It's just that I couldn't hear clearly when I was downstairs just now.At this moment, when Ling Su reminded him, he also felt a little strange: "It is indeed not Chinese, nor English. Can you understand what it is?"

"Like Russian."

"Russian!" The figure of Maxim and the scene of them being cornered and nearly killed by a group of Russians on that rainy evening suddenly appeared in Yuan Ting's mind.When he was fighting at that time, he never felt afraid, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels a little palpitation.As long as there was a bullet at that time, even if it was just a bullet that hit him or Ling Su in the head, everything might be different today.

Only then did he realize that Ling Su's life was related to so many people, if he really died because of him, how would he deal with himself.But no matter how hard he drove him away, he refused to leave.Yuan Ting suddenly realized that he couldn't go on like this anymore, and couldn't continue to bring Ling Su into a dangerous situation by his own temper.Of course he knew that this was not a good place, but the thought of looking for his younger brother suppressed everything all this time, making him a little dazed.

He looked at Ling Su holding his hand, white and tender with clear joints, suddenly he grabbed his wrist with a backhand, and said in a deep voice, "Vincent, let's get out of here, right now!"

Now it was Ling Su's turn to be surprised: "What's the matter Adrian, is there danger here?"

"Whether there is or not, leave immediately and go back to your space."

Ling Su's face darkened, and he instinctively stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Ting into his arms, comforting him and said, "Okay, let's go right away, leave right away, don't worry, nothing will happen."

As he spoke, he began to chant the spell to enter the space.At this moment, the person who was screaming just now fell silent instantly, and the whole hospital suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and no sound could be heard.

This sudden change made Ling Su temporarily forget about returning to the space, and stared at Yuan Ting with a frown. Neither of them spoke, they only communicated with each other with their eyes.

The sudden silence caught them off guard, and they seemed to be aroused by curiosity, wanting to see what the other party would do next.After about two or three minutes, a voice slowly came from all directions, piercing Yuan Ting's ears.

"Long time no see, my Adrian. As I said earlier, you will come back one day."

"Lance..." Yuan Ting muttered to himself, his whole body seemed to be enchanted, and his eyes suddenly became a little blurred.Although he only heard Lance's voice, he seemed to be able to see that the other party was standing in front of him, waving and smiling at him.

That was his usual image. Although in the eyes of others, Lance McMillan was a bloodthirsty and iron-fisted person, but in front of Yuan Terror, he always maintained a gentle and friendly expression.That smile is his signature expression, and he will always only wave to Yuan Ting alone.

Ling Su reached out and pulled Yuan Ting, and pulled him back.Yuan Ting turned around and glanced at him, with a somewhat complicated expression in his eyes.Before he could speak, Lance's voice sounded again: "Adrian, since you're here, why don't you come and see me. There are some things I forgot to tell you, and now it's about time to tell you. I think you must You will be very interested. By the way, bring your companion along with you, maybe we will talk about something later, and he needs to add some details."

Yuan Ting was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked at Vincent: "What did he say?"

Ling Su only felt a cold air suddenly rushing up from his lower back, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss of ice.At that time in Russia, he had never been so cold when he fell into the river.At that time, Yuan Terror was bleeding profusely and was almost dying. He only felt hopeless, but he had never panicked like this before.

At least at that time, Yuan Terror had him in his heart, even if he died in the end, he was with him before he died.But now, after hearing Lance's words, Ling Su suddenly felt a sense of despair, as if there was an invisible hand fighting for Yuan Ting with him, trying to pull him away from her.

Yuan Ting noticed Ling Su's pale face instantly, and his heart skipped a beat.He suddenly had an impulse, he didn't want to hear anything, he just wanted to go back to his space with Ling Su, and never mind anything else.But Lance obviously didn't want to let him go, and continued to confuse him: "Adrian, how did your father die and where is your brother now? If you want to know, come and find me. I will As soon as I told you, if you don’t want to know, go now, I won’t stop you. Find the happiness you want, let go of the past, don’t be obsessed with the past, and focus on the future a little better."

Lance's tone of voice was very steady, and his voice was very low, as if reciting a poem.Those words jumped into Yuan Ting's ears one by one, no matter how hard he tried to ignore them, he still listened to them word for word.Now, how could he still be able to leave.don't figure out these things,