The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Xia Zhitao just looked at her like that, without saying a word, but his eyes gradually became foggy, and the corners of his eyes were also stained a little crimson.

Eh?What's going on here?

Zhang Kuang was a little flustered, she held hands, and quickly asked: "What's the matter, are you injured? Show me."

Xia Zhitao bit her lower lip and shook her head, she withdrew her hand.Zhang Kuang felt that his palm was empty, and he didn't know what to do, so he just stared blankly at the other party.

Xia Zhitao put her hands gently on Zhang Kuang's shoulders, she looked at the blood-stained shirt, and wanted to peel off some clothes, but she was worried about touching the wound.

Her voice has completely lost the previous calmness and indifference, but with a trembling, like the wind passing by the dead leaves on the branches: "This injury... are you okay..."

Her tone was remorseful, self-blame, and distressed: "I should have known earlier, if only I had done more research..."

Zhang Kuang was at a loss, and seriously thought about what his wife was thinking.She looked over her shoulder suspiciously, and then suddenly realized.

Ah, isn't this the small wound caused by the strange weapon before? Although there was a little blood, it was nothing serious.

I think back then when I fled in the snow, was bitten by the leopard and wolf, my flesh was dripping, the wounds all over my body were deep enough to see the bones, it was so tragic, it didn't mean that I was alive and kicking after I was raised well.

She frowned, looked down at her right shoulder, and sneered in her heart: A small wound caused by this trash, waste material, and broken weapon can do nothing for me——

Wait a moment! !

That little Taozi lowered her eyebrows and looked regretful, could it be for herself? !

Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!My wife loves you, do you know that!

I, the majestic leader of the Devil's Cult, never bother to deceive others!

...that's weird.

Zhang Kuang frowned, his lips were pursed into a straight line, he seemed to be enduring the pain, and said, "It's okay."

How could this be called nothing!Look at this little face with pale face and vain actions.Xia Zhitao was at a loss, so he could only support Zhang Kuang first, and let her half lie down on his own: "You, you lie down first."

Zhang Kuang replied weakly: "En."

She leaned on Xia Zhitao's shoulder, the other's skin was moist and delicate, and the leader even took the opportunity to rub her.The two were so close that Zhang Kuang could even hear each other's heartbeat.

Xia Zhitao hugged Zhang Kuang and surrounded her whole body.The leader closed his eyes halfway, his brows furrowed as if the wound had been pulled, and he murmured, "Hmm..."

Xia Zhitao was even more worried, she took out her mobile phone: "I'll call now, call an ambulance!"

Um?ambulance?

Zhang Kuang is vigilant: No, if you go to the hospital, you will be exposed!

She quickly raised her head, her gaze was bewildered, even her usually clear eyes were covered with mist, Xia Zhitao felt distressed when she saw it.

Zhang Kuang's throat seemed to see a bit of sweet blood, which made her voice a little muddy, she whispered: "It's okay, you can just find a place to put me, I have a different constitution, so I can't go to the hospital. "

Xia Zhitao thought about it, it seemed that this was the case, she could only hold Zhang Kuang tighter and comfort him softly.

The leader was very unmotivated and thought: Ah, lying in my wife's arms, I don't want to get up.

QWQ I am so happy.

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When Qin Zhi arrived, he saw a mess in the alley.Debris from the car exploded everywhere, many of which were still burning.Dozens of people were lying crookedly and in disorder on the ground, some of them were still wailing in low voices, covering their dark pupils with their hands and weeping bitterly.

Then, she saw the leader of the Demon Cult lying in the arms of his wife with a pale face and an air of rage, with a weak look as if he was about to die.

Do not!want!Face!

After blowing up the car and sending people flying, do you still have the nerve to say that you are injured and ask for comfort? !

Qin Zhi looked at her and said angrily, "What the hell—"

Excuse me?

Zhang Kuang slowly turned his head and glared at her.

Qin Zhi swallowed the words back, and changed his words silently: "It hurts so badly."

Ah, Gudeng Danhe is strong, and today is also a day when he is oppressed by evil forces and speaks against his conscience.

Xia Zhitao hugged Zhang Kuang, and asked worriedly: "Oh my God...the injury is so serious." She looked up at Qin Zhi, with a bit of earnestness in her tone, "Can you help me treat it?"

She explained nonchalantly: "Use spiritual power."

Qin Zhi: "..."

Sorry, your leader doesn't need treatment at all.The small wound of the bullet is just like playing with it, as long as Zhang Kuang thinks about it, it can heal automatically casually.

Before she could open her mouth, a arrogant voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, with an aggressive tone: "Qin Zhi, do you dare to speak out and try? Be careful, I'll pluck all your feathers and make a quilt for my wife."

You have the ability to know the sound of the sea, you have the ability to speak out!

Qin Zhi's face was frosty, and he said coldly: "It can't be cured, just dig a hole and bury it."

Xia Zhitao & the two younger brothers: "...Huh?"

Zhang Kuang looked at Xia Zhitao pitifully, and even tugged at his clothes: "Don't leave me, I hurt so much."

Lu Qian looked at the boss, hesitantly said: "Well, why don't you go to the hospital, can't you just bury him like this?"

Song Muzhao hugged the white crane and nodded accordingly.

Even if the boss is really seriously injured and cannot be saved, they will not just give up on the boss!

The two little brothers have made up their minds, and as soon as they get home, they will steal their parents' black cards, and invite the family's private doctor to treat the boss, the supreme VIP.

"Okay," Qin Zhi said angrily, nonsense, "let her rest for a few days, and the wound will heal automatically."

She tiptoed the man who fell to the ground and asked, "What about these?"

Zhang Kuang groaned and said, "I saved my life."

Don't speak in such a shy and weak tone, I just want to hit you.

——Although you can't beat it.

Qin Zhi walked around, stroked everyone's foreheads with his index finger, and erased all the memories of Zhang Kuang.

Looking at the scene in her memory of violently protecting his wife, smashing cars, beating people and burning the wreckage, she sighed: It really is the leader of the Demon Cult. If she encounters these well-equipped and well-trained hired bandits, she may not be able to recover completely. retreat.

After doing all this, she took out her phone and called the police gracefully and confidently: "Hello, is this the Nancheng Police Station, someone illegally used a gun..."

Although Zhang Kuang had almost blown it up, the police probably managed to find one or two fragments.

Before the police came, Qin Zhi watched Zhang Kuang leaning on his wife with an expressionless face, and the two younger brothers came to help together and got the "seriously injured" leader into the car.

Qin Zhi stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

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Zhang Kuang was comfortably wearing thin pajamas, lying on the bed.The shoulders were wrapped in a thick layer of gauze. The leader took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Director Sun:

[Zhuang Kuang]: Director Sun, I have something to do these few days and I can't come back temporarily, and I can't record the show.

[Director Sun]: It's okay, it's okay!You are on a mission!Just go back on Friday, the show is only taped on Friday.

Zhang Kuang closed the phone in satisfaction, and threw it into the universe bag.

She pulled down the soft quilt a little bit, poked out half of her head, her long hair spread on the white pillow, like the endless mountains of ink on rice paper.

Xia Zhitao prefers cool colors, the room is gray, and the brightest color is a hibiscus flower in a glass bottle.

The flowers have been placed for dozens of days, but there is still no sign of withering.The crimson is smudged layer by layer from the inside to the outside, and the attached spiritual power turns the petals into a layer of light gold.

My wife accepted the hibiscus flower that I gave, rounding it up a little bit, isn't it just accepting my body promise!

The leader was very satisfied, she pulled the quilt, looked at Xia Zhitao who was sitting at the desk, and sighed that his wife's back was so charming.

"Are you awake? Do you feel better?" Xia Zhitao asked with a smile when he heard the rustling sound, turned around and saw half of Zhang Kuang emerging from the quilt.

Zhang Kuang nodded cheerfully: "Well, it's much better."

"I cooked porridge with preserved egg and lean meat," Xia Zhitao put a bookmark and closed the book in his hand.She stood up, looked at Zhang Kuang and smiled slightly: "I'll go and bring you some."

The leader, who has not eaten for a long time, nodded obediently: "Yeah, I'm hungry, thank you."

After Xia Zhitao left, he fell back on the bed happily and happily.The eiderdown quilt is warm and delicate, the bed is soft and comfortable, and the whole room has a breath of life.

Thanks to the gang of hired bandits!The person who invented that gun is simply a genius!

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The case at Luyue Hotel was over, and Xia Zhitao didn't have any cases to take on, so he was basically free.Daily life is just reading, writing and so on.

The leader is shameless, in order to stay in Xia Zhitao's house, he sneakily pokes the wound every day, and then simply smashes the petals and dips some red flower juice on the gauze, pretending to be blood that seeps out.

It's a pity that the day after tomorrow is the last episode of the talent show. In order to achieve the goal of "making my wife only repost her photos on Weibo", although he is reluctant, he still plans to return to the program group tomorrow.

Xia Zhitao went out to buy dinner, so Zhang Kuang nestled on the sofa and waited for her.

The leader is still thinking about the various uses of the mobile phone. She searched a lot of strange things with the search engine in boredom, and the weapon that hurt her that day——

It seems to be called "gun".

Although this thing did not pose any threat to her, it was fatal to his wife.

The more tricky point is that this "gun" is not like a weapon in the fantasy world.Compared with ordinary weapons, the gun is extremely fast and does great damage; but compared with spiritual weapons, the gun has no spiritual power attached to it, so Zhang Kuang cannot detect it through subtle fluctuations of spiritual power.

With his wife not around, Zhang Kuang twisted his long hair absently and fiddled with his cell phone, feeling very bored.

"Dong dong dong."

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhang Kuang got up happily, and she walked to the door, her voice seemed to be mixed with honey:

"Peach—"

The person standing in front of the door was stunned:

I saw the woman in front of her wearing a long dress like water, her eyes were shining, her upper body was covered with a layer of tulle, the scenery on her chest was faintly visible, and her collarbone was white and delicate.

Her shoulders were wrapped in thick gauze, but there were still spots of blood oozing out, matching her shy eyebrows and eyes, making her look even more pitiful.

Xia Zhisong: "..."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

There was a loud "bang", and the door was slammed shut.

Xia Zhisong was almost hit by the door on the bridge of his nose, he was dizzy from the loud noise, and only felt buzzing in his ears.For a long while, he held his head speechlessly, not knowing what to say.

The criminal policeman collapsed: ... This is my home! !