Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"The empire has a newly developed neurotoxin, do you know?" Arthur said.

"I know," Chris' complexion changed slightly: "I seem to have been hit by such a neurotoxin, but it has been cleaned up."

"Well, when the time comes for the succession ceremony, all the important figures of the empire will be present, and your task is to try to wipe them all out, leaving no one behind," Arthur asked, but he didn't delve into it, he picked up a box from the table Give it to Chris: "In order to prevent outsiders from invading, this neurotoxin has been released in that venue. Our undercover has prepared protective clothing for you. When you go in with this clothing, you will not be harmed."

Chris opened the box and found a strange black suit inside. The innermost part seemed to be a shirt. Chris felt that it was made of silk, very smooth, but he couldn't see anything special: "Is this the suit?"

"Yes," said Arthur, "he told you to be all dressed."

"What's the undercover's name?" Chris asked.

"I don't know what his alias is, but you can hold these two things." Arthur motioned for Chris to turn the box upside down, and Chris discovered that there was a small box embedded in the back of the box. There is a ring and a telescope, and a map.

"Take this ring and sneak in from the mountains behind the imperial castle. There are maps and tools here. When you wear this ring, the undercover agent will recognize you," Arthur said, "This task is very difficult. Even if you are not careful, you will die, Chris, have you made up your mind?"

Chris was still fiddling with the ring on his hand. Hearing this, he put down the ring and straightened his back: "It's done."

Because of Chris' defeat, the Federation's army suddenly became more conservative. The Empire took the opportunity to counterattack and regained a lot of territory in just a few days, so even though Xia Yang's death caused waves within the Empire, no one dared to ask Xia Yang What did Ron do.

When Xia Yang died, there was only Xia Lang by his side. The second prince, who was said to have returned from exile in the Federation, had never been seen from head to toe. Few people had a deep impression on him, but the skills he showed these days were completely perfect. It's exactly the same as Xia Yang.

Tie Xue, say one thing, as long as the result is not the means, it's just that Xia Yang is usually used to using words, but Xia Lang, he only needs to look at you, and a cold word can make people feel inferior to him.

Xia Lang stood in Xia Yang's former room and looked at everything. Xia Yang's room was the same as his, and was made of pure black. Whether it was day or night, the room had a very oppressive feeling, oppressing people's hearts. , just like Xia Yang.

[Chris' favorability has changed] The system said [After the violent fluctuation, it returned to zero]

[It should be Arthur who told him about my rise to power] Xia Lang raised his hand and stroked the national emblem of the empire on the bed, and paused for a while before saying [I didn't expect that Xia Yang actually left me a way]

When he came back, everyone respected him as the second prince. No one questioned what he had done in the Federation, and no one raised any objections to his power.

It is said that Lingling Master can predict his own future, so Xia Yang, did he predict his future?

Slender and well-articulated fingers stroked the national emblem of the empire, which was the word "Xia". Xia Ran suddenly tapped hard on a place, and there was a sudden roar on the wall.

A door opened, and inside was a symmetrical room that was exactly the same as the outside room. There was a person sitting on the huge bed, looking down at the book in his hand.

He has waist-length hair, and Xia Lang was in a daze for a moment, as if he saw Xia Yang sitting beside the bed.

But he knew that it wasn't Xia Yang.

"Dad." The person on the bed looked up at the person who came, and was very calm about his situation. He greeted Sharan, just like before, and people didn't even think that he had been locked up here for nearly a month. month.

"How have you been these two days?" Xia Lang approached and stroked Xia Xing's long black hair.

"It's not bad. The books my father gave me are very interesting, but why do you want me to read these federal books?" Xia Xing now completely lost the sense of disobedience that Xia Lang showed when he appeared last time. Now The appearance is more like a normal 16-year-old boy.

"Because you will use it one day." Xia Lang smiled, but didn't make it clear: "Will Dad send you to a place?"

Xia Xing closed the book, expressing some confusion.

"Your ability is to travel through space, right? Dad told you a place, you go there to play for a while, and then come back, okay?"

"Where is there?" Xia Xing tilted his head: "Is father there?"

"He...isn't there." Xia Lang squatted down, his eyes were at the same level as Xia Xing's: "Xia Xing, you are already a big boy, there are some things that require you to stand up slowly and stand alone."

"Okay." Xia Xing nodded obediently, with the passion of young people and a little bit of confusion about the future in his eyes: "I will work hard."

【This is a real 16-year-old kid】

【Host, where are you sending him? 】

[The battlefield immediately was too bloody and bloody, not suitable for minors to watch, so I sent him away in advance] Xia Lang finished the dialogue with the system in his heart, and then gently put his hand on Xia Xing's head.

"Close your eyes." Xia Lang whispered to Xia Xing.

Xia Xing closed his eyes obediently. With a little effort from Xia Lang's hand, a white light enveloped Xia Xing.

After a while, the white light dissipated and Xia Xing seemed to be asleep. Xia Lang helped him lie on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

His face became ugly in an instant, it was no longer pale, but a sick look that was about to die.

Xia Lang felt a little dizzy, and sat on the bed for a while before seeing that the face of the person in the mirror became a little better.

[Tsk tsk tsk, this mind control is quite easy to use, and the little black lotus has returned to a little white flower] Xia Lang glanced at himself in the mirror [just can't use it for himself]

[Host, what exactly do you want to do] The system trembled [Are you still attacking the target?The favorability of the target has been zero for a long time! 】

And you're almost killing yourself!

The system did not dare to say this half sentence.

[Of course,] Sharon said [Why not? 】

[I want to wait for the target of the raid to come to my door in person]

He got up, found a blank piece of paper in the drawer of the room, wrote something on it, folded it carefully, and stuffed it into Xia Xing's pocket.

[It's time to let Chris know what it's like to be a father,] Sharon patted his hands, and smiled at the mirror with a winning chance [I hope he still has the mood to think about this at that time]

system【……】

The system didn't know what to say, all it knew was that all the data on it had gone cold.

On the second day, the empire was decorated with lights and festoons, and the long war kept the atmosphere of the whole country in a low-pressure atmosphere for a long time. Today, there is finally something to be excited about.

The dull old emperor stuttered and read his abdication letter in front of the people of the whole country, and was then helped down by his subordinates.

The people cheered for a while, celebrating that the immortal emperor had finally stepped down.

They don't know the specific situation inside the empire. They only know that during the years of the old emperor's rule, the situation of the empire has gone from bad to worse, and the gap with the federation has become wider and wider. The people are in the midst of water and fire.

However, His Royal Highness the First Prince was accidentally seriously injured in the exchange of fire and died. The Third Highness was only 16 years old, but he also stood on the front line of the empire's battle. Now he is also injured and needs to rest. The Second Highness, who has been silent all this time, came out to preside The big picture, and about to become the newest emperor of this decaying nation.

The common people know very little about the second prince. The second prince seems to live in seclusion, and there are no anecdotes about him. They only know that he seems to have returned from studying in the Federation. He is very clear about the weaknesses of the Federation. Sweeping away the previous decline, he fought several victories in a row and recovered many territories, which also convinced the people to the new emperor.

Before the new emperor succeeded to the throne, a street parade ceremony was required, and the common people saw this reclusive new emperor for the first time.

Xia Lang stood quietly on the bus of the police, wearing a pure white dress. His nobility and elegance did not need to be deliberately highlighted, but seemed to be engraved in his bones. He was obviously just standing there to greet the public, even smiling. There were almost none, but they still got warm cheers from the people.

This is the air that the royal family should have!

The previous rumors about the identity of the new emperor are self-defeating. Apart from the royal family, where else can we cultivate such a magnanimous person?

Sharan's white clothes are not the common robes of the empire, nor the daily Tang suits, but a white suit that is separated from the top and bottom, which is very uncommon. Some young children don't know what it is, and ask curiously: "Dad , what kind of clothes is this?"

The older people picked up their children and explained: "This is called a suit, and it was the clothes that people wore on important occasions in the ancient earth period."

"What is an important occasion?" the child asked with his pure glasses open.

"This..." My lord was in trouble, and he didn't know much about it. The last time he saw this kind of clothes was when the old emperor succeeded to the throne, but the old emperor didn't wear half of the temperament of the new emperor: "I also I don’t know, but the enthronement ceremony is a very important occasion, so the king wore a suit.”

"So for Wang, today is his most important occasion!"

Before the adult had time to speak, he saw that Sharan in the car seemed to have heard the conversation here, and suddenly turned his head to show a shallow smile to the child: "Yes, today is my most important day."

There was a burst of screams from the crowd. Sharan was born in a very good way, but he seldom smiled, let alone took the initiative to talk to others. The lethality of this smile was simply huge, and the crowd fell into a moment of madness.

But Chris on the other side has nothing to do with these happy atmospheres.

Because of the continuous defeat caused by Chris, the leadership of each legion has undergone tremendous changes. Chris was surprised to find that all his cronies were either dismissed or resigned. For a while, there were very few people available to him. Well, there are almost no people who can accompany him to this death plan. After looking through their information, Chris finally chose to come alone for the few remaining people.

On his chest hung a small pendant, which he cut out from the list, Shadi's name.

This is the only thing Shadi left in this world. Other than that, everything else has been destroyed. He is like a person who never existed. No one remembers his birth, no one remembers him death.

But Chris didn't want to forget that he wore the pendant on his chest, hoping that it could remind him all the time that feelings should be given to those who deserve them.

The palace of the empire is built on the mountain, and behind it is a high mountain. The mountain is not only a military base, but also the strongest shield of the imperial family. Here, any foreign technological equipment will cause the army to attack as soon as it steps in, so Chris Can only choose to go on foot.

He walked on the deserted path, followed the direction of the map, and he didn't meet a single person along the way. If it wasn't for the frequent take-off of the aircraft and the flickering lights in the distance, he would even think that this place was a real one. People are gone.

He opened the map, pushed his glasses, and continued to study how to go next.

I don't know why, after he came back, his eyesight that had returned to normal began to have problems again, so Chris had to put on his glasses again. The glasses made him a little more refined and gentle, and neutralized his body. With the iron and blood temperament brought by the battlefield, he looks like an ordinary youth.

Who is this undercover agent?How could he point him to such a safe path?

Chris was a little puzzled. He had never heard of such a person. Although he knew that the Federation had been undercover in the empire, he had never seen it. Shadi was the first one he saw.

As he walked, the sky slowly darkened, and there was only a small road in front of him who didn't know how long it was.

Chris suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, and everything in front of him seemed familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember when he had such an experience.

This is the first time he has come to the Empire Star, not to mention sneaking into the Empire's military base, how could he have such a feeling of deja vu?

But now is not the time to worry about this - Chris closed the map, his eyes determined, he must sneak into the imperial palace when the dinner starts, and try to catch everyone.

His heart was pounding, and even though he ignored his heart, Chris couldn't help but see the reality in front of him—he was going to see Sharon again.

This time, it is really endless.

But for some reason, Chris felt very calm, and the pendant on his chest seemed to give him strength and courage to face all this.

Don't be afraid, General, I will always be by your side, overcoming obstacles for you.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The servant of the royal family came to Sharan's side: "It's time for the party, please change your clothes."

Xia Lang was looking out of the window, and turned around when he heard the words: "What time is it?"

"Six p.m."

Xia Lang was about to turn around, but suddenly fell to the ground in a daze...

The servant's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he immediately stretched out his hand to support him: "Your Majesty?!"

He didn't dare to use too much physical contact with Xia Ran, so he had to gently help Xia Ran aside, so that he could stand up slowly against the wall: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to call the doctor?" ?”

Xia Ran's face was terrible, and he was wearing a white suit today, which looked as thin as a piece of white paper from a distance, as if a gust of wind was about to blow it away.

"I'm fine." Xia Lang tried his best to prop up his body, and then said, "I don't change clothes, I just wear this set."

"But...you look very weak..."

"It's okay." Xia Ran stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice: "I just didn't sleep well last night."

"It's hard for you to even stand up now. How can you participate in the party..." The servant didn't dare to say these words at first, but Xia Lang's smile when he fucked today has become the headlines of the media. In every corner of the empire, people were surprised that such an iron-blooded emperor had such a soft side, so they began to feel less afraid.

"No need." Xia Ran said coldly, ignoring the servant's obstruction, and walked down on his own: "I know best if I have anything to do with myself."

Seeing that Xia Lang was so persistent, the servant had no choice but to follow behind Xia Ran step by step. He didn't dare to surpass Xia Ran, so he didn't see the bright red in the palm of Xia Lang's lowered hand just now.

Xia Lang licked his lips, and as expected, he tasted the smell of blood.

It turns out... I am still alive.

He glanced at the servant behind him: "Just come here with me, I'll go down by myself."

After finishing speaking, he walked down the luxurious stairs, and then came to the party scene. The imperial nobles who had already been present gave him the warmest applause. Everything in front of him was the most luxurious, the ground, walls, pillars , the ceiling, the crystal lamp...all of them are the most exquisite, and the food worth tens of thousands of dollars is placed on the tray to be taken at will. The voice is laughing, a picture of luxury and money.

Sharan seldom walks around the empire, but what he saw in his brief visit today is that most of the people in the empire are not doing very well. There are many people in rags, and even the houses that are seen at a glance are all low. Short and broken, it formed a sharp contrast with the present.

Xia Yang is right, this is a country that is rotten from the bottom up.

Those aristocrats don't even have the idea of ​​seizing power, because they can live well as long as they rely on their own blood, as long as they carry the blood of the imperial royal family for a day, they can continue like this, why bother to go What are you doing to seize power?

They call themselves blue blood nobles, but in Sharon's eyes, they are just a bunch of moths.

Sharon stepped into the infield, the bands that were playing court music stopped playing one after another, all the servants left silently, the conversation of the nobles also stopped, the scene fell into absolute silence, all eyes were on him , waiting for the speech of the new king.

"I only have one sentence," Sharan stepped onto the stage, looking at the faces of the imperial nobles below, "...Go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise, and the huge crystal lamp in the venue suddenly shattered. Countless crystal fragments mixed with an unknown silver liquid sprinkled the entire venue, and no one was spared.

Sharan detonated the neurotoxin hidden in advance, even Chris' neurotoxin, which caused everyone in the venue to die instantly.

They didn't even have time to make an expression, or even utter a word of abuse, and they lost their voices.

Soon, Sharan was the only person standing in the entire venue.

He stood among a group of corpses, but his face was uglier than that of a dead person.

Although the neurotoxin has an antidote, if exposed to it for a long time, even the antidote cannot save him, and Sharon does not know how much neurotoxin he has been exposed to, it is enough to kill him.

He doesn't have much time left, he still has a lot to do.

Xia Lang stepped over the corpse in front of him, walked out from the back door of the venue, and came to a remote corner without anyone noticing.

Chris appeared in front of him, and his slightly joyful expression quickly turned serious: "...Why are you?"

He quickly pulled out the barrel and pointed it at Sharan: "What are you going to do?"

He knew that the undercover agent would be waiting for him to join in this place, but he didn't expect that he would see Sharan here. Sharan was wearing almost the same clothes as him, which made Chris take off all his clothes in a moment of disgust. The impulse to drop.

His finger pulled the trigger slightly, and Sharon was shot in the shoulder immediately: "Why are you here? Where is the person who connected with me? Did you kill him?"

Now, seeing Sharon's existence and his clothes, Chris knew that the matter must have been brought to light.

The pure white clothes on Xia Lang's body immediately turned blood red, but he didn't take a step back: "If I say, I'm an undercover agent, would you believe it?"

"Sharan," Chris sneered, "do you still want to play tricks, do you think I'm easy to play with?"

Sharon stood there without saying a word, only looking at Chris, but there were many things in his eyes that Chris couldn't understand.

"You have been capricious over and over again, while pretending to be that I still love you, and stabbing someone with a knife, but you are relentless," Chris looked at the pale Sharan in front of him, but never A trace of pity: "What do you want to do?"

"I said I was an undercover agent, do you believe it?" Xia Ran didn't say anything, but just repeated what he said just now.

His current expression was extremely fragile, but his own appearance was reflected in those eyes, but it seemed a little moving, and Chris was stunned for a moment.

Soon, the extreme anger replaced the momentary stunned, Chris's face darkened, and the words that came out of his mouth were full of sarcasm: "You say this now, do you think I will believe it? By the way, why did you forget? Isn't today the enthronement ceremony of His Highness the Second Prince, I haven't had time to bless His Highness the Second Prince, but I feel sorry for His Highness the First Prince, he died for no apparent reason, and I don't know if he knows what kind of thing he slept with."

These words were very ugly, but the young man bathed in the moonlight didn't even change his face. He stood there indifferently, which made people feel that these accusations were all false and unrealistic.

"I said," Sharan said this time, and said in another way: "I like you, do you believe it?"

For a moment, Chris felt that his lungs were about to explode!

How dare he say that?

How could he have the face to say that?

All you did, betray me, drive me crazy, try to kill me, and now tell me you like me?

He really wanted to go up and grab Xia Ran's throat in two steps, and question him fiercely what he was thinking, but he finally calmed down.

The pendant on his chest seemed to convey strength to him and calm him down. Chris spoke again with a steady voice, but there was anger in the voice that everyone could hear: "You like me, I can't bear it."

"Okay." Hearing this answer, Sharan hardly had any special reaction, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I see."

"What on earth do you want to do?" Chris looked at Sharan's smile and always felt a little hairy in his heart. He really didn't know why Sharan appeared here, and why he said such things to him.

"Do you... want to know... the answer?" Xia Lang covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his voice was a little broken: "If you want, you can go to the hall by yourself."

Chris didn't know what kind of melon Sharan was selling, so he took a few steps forward for a while, then stopped and looked at the people behind him.

The blood on Sharon's shoulder had dried up, but he didn't intend to bandage it up. He was still standing there, watching Chris turn his head: "What are you afraid of? If I want to attack you, I just need to be here If you start with a piece of clothing, you are already dead and can't die anymore."

"I'm not afraid, but before I leave, I have one more thing to do," Chris raised the gun in his hand: "...kill you first!"

A bullet shot out of the air and directly pierced Xia Ran's heart. There seemed to be a flash of astonishment in Xia Ran's eyes, as if he couldn't believe what happened.

Then, he fell down without a sound.

Chris took one last look at him, then turned his head, never looking back again.

He didn't know what he was going to face in the hall, and he didn't know whether he could survive. He could only do the last thing he wanted to do, and then he died without regret.

The banquet hall is very easy to find. It is at the most important part of the palace. Chris didn’t see anyone along the way. The whole palace seemed like a ghost town without people, only the footsteps of Chris alone.

He came to the door of the banquet hall, and then pushed open the door of the banquet hall.

He was stunned by the scene in front of him—they were all corpses. Judging from their clothes, they seemed to be nobles of the empire, and there was only one person sitting on the throne.

Someone he never thought of.

"You're here." The man on the throne said to Chris.

"Father?" Chris has never suspected that there is a problem with his eyes like today. The person on the throne is obviously his father Arthur. Why is he here?

"Why are you here?" Why is Arthur not on the Federation Star, but here?

Arthur seemed to be in a good mood. He sat on the throne made of pure gold and looked at his stunned son through countless corpses: "Son, this is a long, long story. Where do we start?" Woolen cloth?"

Chris suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he tightly pressed his lips together, without saying a word, listening to Arthur go on.

"You know, the technology that the Federation is most proud of is the technology of transforming people, and you are the best among them. The offspring are completely reproduced by genes without going through the mother's delivery. Such an existence is the only one in the Federation that has succeeded. In one case, you, everyone else will die in a very short time."

This is something Chris has known for a long time. Arthur is now bringing up the old matter again, and he is a little confused.

"For a long time, we have been looking for the reason for the failure, and then I finally found it." Looking at Chris' puzzled eyes, Arthur explained to him: "It is our genes that are not perfect, so the genes cannot be completely eliminated. Therefore, we tried to introduce the genes of the empire, because the empire has the strongest blood, and their royal family can be born with superpowers that are different from ordinary people, which cannot even be explained by science. Bloodline, from which the gene is extracted, and then used as a solvent to create a truly modified human."

"The blood of the royal family?" Chris could only think of one person at once: "Xia... Lang?"

"Yes, Sharan was stolen from the empire by us. He was originally from the royal family," Arthur said, "We finally succeeded in making a truly perfect human being with his blood."

If this is the case, it seems reasonable for Sharon to start hating him after knowing the truth, Chris thought.

"But it's not right for you to say that," Chris interrupted Arthur: "Isn't I a successful reformer?"

"No," Arthur looked at Chris in front of him with pitiful eyes: "You are a failure."

"When you were 30 years old, your organs almost collapsed due to a genetic disorder. There was a person who saved you. He almost drained all the blood from your body before successfully saving you."

At 30, Chris remembers having only had one surgery at the time.

After that operation, he saw Xia Ran and sneered at him. At that time, Xia Ran's face was ugly, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Your physical fitness has stabilized, but your mental world has become disordered again—you went berserk twice, do you remember?" Arthur looked at Chris, whose eyes slowly began to drift: "It's all too. The same man saved you."

Chris took a step back as if struck by lightning: "Same... same person?"

He thought that no one knew about his violent runaway in the training ground, but unexpectedly, Arthur knew all about it, and he grasped the point of Arthur's words: "But the first time you saved me It’s obviously Shadi?”

"That's Sharan," Arthur said: "His ability is to temporarily manipulate other people's bodies, and he saved you."

This sentence made Chris almost unable to stand in place for a moment, the pendant on his chest seemed to start to heat up, he couldn't believe what he heard, let alone what he did.

"You...why didn't you tell me?" Chris said, "why didn't you tell me all this?"

"Why should I talk to a defective product?" Arthur's expression was unprecedentedly indifferent: "If there is no Sharan, you should be destroyed when you were found to have a genetic defect at the age of 20. It was Sharan who reached an agreement with me. Agreement, he can return to the empire to be our undercover agent, and I promise to do my best to protect your life."

"I did what I should do, he did what he should do, and we reached an agreement," Arthur looked at Chris' expression sarcastically: "Otherwise, why would I give you a defective product like this?" Great power, this world should be controlled by the most powerful people!"

"It's a pity," Arthur said, "that such a thing exists..." He muttered something to himself, and Chris couldn't listen anymore.

Looking at Arthur in front of him, Chris felt so strange for the first time. The man in front of him had always been cold to him, but he was not bad to him. Chris always thought that this was the way Arthur cared about him. But now I find that this is not the case at all.

Arthur worships the strongest power, but he is not, he is a defective product, he can survive, and it depends on another person to save him with all his strength.

That person gave him almost everything, his blood, his flesh, his spirit, everything about him, so that he, a monster that shouldn't exist in the first place, can continue to exist in this world live on.

But what did he do to him?

What did you do to him?

For a moment, Chris just wanted to leave here immediately and run to where he came from, but for some reason, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move a step, so he could only continue to listen to Arthur.

"But now that he's dead, our deal is over, and there's no need for a defective product like you to live." Arthur looked at the devastated Chris, with a trace of sternness on his face: "Go to hell!" Bar!"

It's a pity that when he created Chris, he shouldn't have added a normal human emotion system to him, otherwise he could still use it.

He doesn't need a reformed person who has his own feelings and can't do things according to what he says.

As soon as he thought about it, he wanted to activate the self-destruct device that every reformer would bury in his heart, but no matter how he activated it, there was no response.

"How???" Arthur's eyes showed panic for the first time: "How is it possible???"

He saw the self-destruct device installed in Chris's heart with his own eyes. How could it disappear?

Chris looked at the flustered Arthur in front of him, and suddenly put his hand on the scar on his chest.

He knew when it wasn't there.

Shadi, no, it should be said that Sharan took out the self-destruct device in his heart when he was healing his wounds.

Suddenly, Arthur's eyes widened, he held his neck tightly, and fell to the ground.

He fell down suddenly. Chris didn't know what happened, but he took a step forward and found that he was dead.

He looked around again at the corpses around him, and the silver liquid scattered everywhere on the ground, and suddenly realized—a high concentration of neurotoxin was sprinkled in it, and anyone who entered this place, if they didn't wear protective clothing, would die Well, Arthur was a little late because he was a reformer.

Everything was clear, Chris had only one thought - he rushed out of the door and ran as fast as he could to the place where they met.

He exhausted the fastest speed in his life, but stopped at the moment when he was really close.

Xia Lang didn't know when she stood up and looked at him quietly.

"You know all about it." Xia Ran leaned against the pillar in front of the door, with a tired and calm expression on his face.

"Yes." Chris stood a few steps away from Sharan, but lost the courage to go any further.

Just now he didn't want to, but now he doesn't dare.

He didn't know how to face him, he didn't know what to say, he didn't know what he should do, there was a large amount of blood on Sharon's chest, it was the bullet he shot himself, he knew the power of it, Sharan is now.

He killed his lover with his own hands.

"It doesn't matter," Sharon said, "Even without this shot, my body has accumulated so much neurotoxin, so I can't live for too long?"

"Isn't there an antidote?"

"The antidote is only for reformed people. Normal people will die immediately as soon as they touch this kind of thing, let alone someone like me who has been contaminated so many times." Xia Lang said, "I can see you again, I already feel very lucky.”

"I'm sorry..." Chris clenched his hands tightly into fists.

"I don't accept it," Sharon said, "Chris, you never grow up."

Chris took two steps forward and came to Xia Ran's side. He wanted to reach out and touch Xia Ran's hand, but he didn't dare.

He knew that it was his problem, Xia Lang had not only said such words to him once, only this time, he had a deep understanding.

"You're always impulsive, arrogant, ignoring details, and I'm giving you a chance," Sharan said: