When the blood race wears Omega

Across the entire lobby, Yin Ran could clearly see his mouth shape.

Yin Yun's uncharacteristically calmness made him vaguely aware that something was wrong, and when he thought about it, the elevator door was already closed.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something.

The subtle sound of the elevator going up penetrated into Yin Ran's ears, causing him a strong sense of discomfort.

He quickly boarded the elevator next to him, pressed a position on a higher floor, and listened to the sound of the elevator next to him.

His movements were too fast, and he didn't know when his fingers were cut open.

The faint smell of blood spread into Yin Ran's nasal cavity, and a familiar and strong chill began to wrap his whole body.Yin Ran felt strange, but when she stretched out her hand, she found that the place where she accidentally scratched had no trace of the wound at all.

His heart tightened, and he heard the sound of the elevator on Yin Yun's side stopping.

But it so happened that someone wanted to use the elevator at this time, and his elevator stopped on the floor below Yin Yun's.

Yin Ran rushed out of the elevator and stepped into the stairwell.

There was a slight electric sound from the built-in broadcasting system of the whole company. As soon as it rang, it went silent in an instant.

Yin Yun raised his eyes and stared blankly at Yin Ran who was holding the power cord in his hand.Shocked: "You—how is it possible, you can't be faster than me, you weren't in this room when I came in."

Yin Ran threw off the power cord in his hand, and strangled Yin Yun's neck in a flash.

When the kind of speed that can only be seen in the special effects of movies really appeared in front of Yin Yun's eyes, what brought him was not novelty, only horror.

Yin Ran tightened her strength and said, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

A suffocating force came from the cold and stiff palm, Yin Yun looked at Yin's blood-soaked pupils, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

Shock swallowed all Yin Yun's rationality, he pushed and struggled indiscriminately, and exclaimed hoarsely with his voice changed by the squeezed vocal cords: "Let go, you won't get better even if I die!"

Yin Ran was worried that he would accidentally kill someone if he did not do it seriously, so he let go.

Yin Yun, who recovered his life from the brink of death, immediately retreated to the wall, coughing violently.

Yin Ran sneered: "There is no law that can restrain me. The reason why I didn't kill you is that my family didn't allow me to go out of line, but that doesn't mean I can't, understand?"

Yin Ran raised her eyes and met Yin Yun's eyes full of fear.

At this moment, Yin Yun's face was pale, his hands were tightly clasped by his sides but he couldn't stop shaking.

As soon as Yin Ran was about to raise his hand, Yin Yun immediately said loudly: "Don't come here!"

That shout changed Yin Ran's mood slightly, and the scarlet in his eyes flashed and danced accordingly.

Yin Ran's abnormal changes made Yin Yun's whole body tense. He stared at Yin Ran, his voice trembling violently: "What the hell are you?"

This kind of pure fear aroused Yin Ran's long-lost indifference, and he said coldly: "You don't need to know what it is, you are not human anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Yun shook his head immediately, trying to convince himself: "No! You must be playing tricks! It must be..."

Although it wasn't deliberate, but since he had threatened to this point, Yin Ran simply followed through.

He took a few steps back, grabbed a carving knife from the table, and slashed it into his palm.Blood gushes out from the wound, and gathers viscously at the knife edge, but does not flow at all.

Yin Ran shook his hand violently, and a large amount of bright red plasma read on Yin Yun's jaw, slowly falling down.

Yin Ran licked off the blood stains on his hands, and showed the deep wounds in front of Yin Yun's eyes.

The blood spilled out again, but the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yin Yun looked at the impossible scene, as if being hit in the back of the head by dozens of wooden sticks at the same time, the pain was so numb.

The wound healed completely soon, and Yin Ran casually threw the carving knife back on the table.

"Is it enough?" Yin Ran asked.

The carving knife rolled around on the table and was forced to stop in front of a stack of documents.

Although the sound of the carving knife touching the table was soft, it was like the last heavy hammer hitting Yin Yun's nerves.

"No, it's impossible..."

The panic in Yin Yun's eyes became more and more intense, and the trembling in his breath was obvious, and he rushed out the door in the next moment.

Yin Ran didn't catch up, because he knew that Yin Yun could no longer say anything.

Yin Ran's nerves have been in a tense state since the thought of what Yin Yun might do, and it was only just now that he suddenly relaxed.

To be honest, he was a little scared.

If he hadn't thought of Yin Yun's intentions at that time, or hadn't stopped Yin Yun from saying everything, he couldn't have imagined how much impact this incident would have on Jin Xingzhi.

That kind of fear took time out of his ruthlessness and made him feel faintly depressed.

At this time, he received a call from Jin Xingzhi.

Yin Ran took out her mobile phone from her pocket and pressed the answer button.

Jin Xingzhi's voice came from the phone.

"I just saw Yin Yun ran out of your company like crazy, are you okay? Where is he?"

The familiar voice soothed Yin Ran's emotions. He lowered his eyes and said lightly: "7th floor, 703."

Yin Ran's voice on the phone was a little low, and the tone seemed to be flattened, missing the part that should have been raised.

Intuition told Jin Xingzhi that Yin Ran was not well, and he immediately replied: "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

It's time to get off work, and people are bustling out, rushing home.

Jin Xingzhi left the car on the side of the road and walked straight to the parking lot.

During the chat a few days ago, Yin Ran once told him that the parking lot of the group building has a passage leading directly to the interior.

The lights in the parking lot were dim, adding another layer of gloom to Jin Xingzhi's already anxious mood.

He looked around as he walked, and finally found the passage with Yin Ran's previous description in a few words.

He strode up, and he heard the chatter of employees when they got off work.He had no time to pay attention to the information in those words, and kept looking for the room where Yin Ran was.

Finally, Jin Xingzhi saw the ajar door of 703.

A lonely wind blows from the crack of the door, passing through Jin Xingzhi's fingers.

Jin Xingzhi carefully pushed open the door of the room, and saw Yin Ran who was half sitting on the stool.

Yin Ran was half-arched, with one leg stretched forward to support her whole body, and she was a little absent-minded.

Hearing the sound of Jin Xingzhi opening the door, Yin Ran's blood clotted eyes became brighter.

Jin Xingzhi walked in front of him slowly, and Yin Ran wrapped his arms around his waist.

The warmth that came through the clothes melted the cold that had been locked in Yin Ran's body since just now, and her extremely strong perception began to degenerate to normal.

The physical changes came and went quickly, without giving Yin Ran any time to prepare.But he knew that this was not a good sign.

After a while, Jin Xingzhi took half a step back, put his hand on Yin Ran's shoulder and asked, "What happened?"

Jin Xingzhi took Yin Ran's hand, but suddenly touched the half-coagulated blood on Yin Ran's hand.He flipped over Yin Ran's palm in panic, and said worriedly, "How did you do it?"

The wound he made before has healed, Yin Ran nonsense said nonsense: "Yin Yun's."

While talking, he rubbed that hand with the other hand: "Look, I don't have a wound on my hand."

Jin Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but his voice was still tense: "Did you attack him? What if he—"

Yin Ran hugged Jin Xingzhi again, interrupting his eloquence: "No, nothing, don't worry."

There was exhaustion in Yin Ran's tone, and Jin Xingzhi's words swirled around his lips before he swallowed them back into his stomach.

The hug lasted for a long time before it ended, Jin Xingzhi took two wet wipes on the table, and carefully wiped the remaining blood for Yin Ran.

"Why don't you wear a coat? Your hands are so cold."

After wiping, Jin Xingzhi took Yin Ran's hand and stuffed it straight into his arms.

The too cold fingertips made Jin Xingzhi shiver, Yin Ran tried to withdraw his hand, but Jin Xingzhi pulled it back.

He didn't let go until the heat was almost transferred.

He stroked Yin Ran's cheek, stopped asking what happened just now, and said softly, "Go home."

Yin Ran nodded, took out the mask in her pocket, put it on, and left with Jin Xingzhi.

On the way, Yin Ran quietly stroked the wound on the palm of his hand that had healed without any trace, and the words Jin Xingzhi once said suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Will you always be like this, and won't you live, grow old, get sick and die with me?"