Chapter 44 Give you a chance

In an uninhabited empty alley near the Narcissus Tower, the walls of the buildings on both sides are cracked and covered with moss. South Koreans are fully equipped at both ends of the entrances and exits. They pay close attention to any movement, whether it is the dead bodies wandering in the street or the blood bats flying high in the sky.

"Is it all true?"

After listening to everything, Park Jae-wook still didn't believe it.

It's just Jin Xiyuan's betrayal. He is very disdainful of this man's high-level means to climb up the Jiangyuan Association in China. Even if he doesn't betray him, he will be abandoned by him sooner or later.

But the total annihilation of the Jinhua Gang is different!

There are even Li Wenlong, who survived the rain of gunfire at the border, also died!

"It's all true."

The sage's voice was hoarse and low.

He didn't tell the South Koreans that a few days after Ruan Weiwu's death, when he woke up as an evolutionist, he immediately separated a shadow split and went to the Imperial Hotel. However, because his ability was not fully familiar with it, in order not to expose his whereabouts, he only found an evolutionist (Huang Zicheng) .

However, he, who has always been cautious in his words and deeds, did not take a closer action when he could not determine the strength of the other party (Huang Zicheng) and Ruan Weiwu and other people died tragically.

"Let's leave here and won't be nearby in the future!"

"That little bastard will never have the ability to search all over the city?"

Pu Zaixu spit on the ground and said in a ferocious voice, full of hatred for Chen Qinghe.

Now it is not before the end of the world. There are no cameras all over the street and public security police all over the city. It is impossible to find them from the city where monsters are rampant!

"Hmm."

The military division's slender eyes flashed and thought.

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At the same time, the middle of the road blocked by cars in front of the main entrance of Ruyi Hotel.

Wang Zhengfu's limbs were tied to death by nylon rope and wire layers, as if a human-shaped meat zongzi was lying flat in the middle of the road. His clothes were wet with rain. He only stayed here for dozens of minutes. He was frozen cold, and his limbs were not aware at all, as if his hands and feet were not himself. His breathing was weak and tired. Bitter.

There are three people like him. All of them are indirect accomplices who caused the tragic death of Lin Feixiong. Therefore, when Chen Qinghe learned all the passages from Mujinlan, he quietly dealt with Wang Zhengfu's garbage.

He, who has rich experience in garbage disposal, is very careful to avoid continuing to cause harm to fragile girls

At this moment, the corridor on the first floor of the hotel.

Nearly ten survivors gathered on the periphery of the toilet, and they threw envious eyes into it one after another, especially Mujinlan's mother and daughter, who were busy packing up and preparing to leave with Chen Qinghe with the help of Indians.

Desire, hope...and regret!

This is the mentality of almost every survivor at this moment. If Lin Feixiong and others are not dead, maybe they may also have the opportunity to leave with the mother and daughter. No one has any attachment to this Lu Aijie Hotel, where the power was cut off two days ago.

And what's ridiculous is that these people may not know at all!

After knowing the tragedy that happened to the girl, Chen Qinghe intended to dispose of everyone here with Wang Zhengfu, but because of the girl's reasons, he temporarily gave up such a year.

The reason why Lin Feixiong died!

In addition to the reasons of these people, a large part of them came from the deliberate hints, instigation and contradictions of the military division. In the end, even A Dong and others died, disabled and escaped.

Many people envy girls...

There are also people looking at the corner of the corridor with complicated eyes. They are thinking about their own thoughts and still having unrealistic dreams, hoping that Chen Qinghe can show mercy and take them out of here together.

At this time, a single room.

The door is locked, and the daily necessities of the survivors can be seen everywhere. In this quiet atmosphere, there is a rhythmic knock on the table - knock, knock.

Chen Qinghe sat on a soft chair and soaked a bag of Tieguanyin for himself. The fragrant and elegant tea lingered in his mouth. With the drinking of hot tea, his limbs were a little warmer.

He narrowed his eyes comfortably, picked up another cup of Tieguanyin, which had already been soaked, to the South Koreans sitting in front of him, and asked softly, "Would you like a cup?"

"No... I don't need it."

"Thank you, my lord... your kindness."

Jin Xiyuan looked nervous and looked at the teacup with heat.

If he usually drinks it, he must have drunk it rudely, but the evil boy talked to him alone again, which made him feel a little unusual and seemed to have something to do with the girl.

I don't know why he thinks so.

"Oh, is it?"

Chen Qinghe opened his eyes, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "What a pity."

Jin Xiyuan's heart sank, and a good hunch appeared.

"To be honest, you are of little use to me."

"We have had so many unpleasant things before. I don't seem to have any need. Keep your "time bomb" by your side, right?"

Chen Qinghe picked up the teacup, and the steam of the hot tea made his eyes look hazy.

"No, no, no--"

"Don't give up on me. I'm still useful to you."

Jin Xiyuan's face turned pale, and his heart was chilled by Chen Qinghe. His barren Chinese vocabulary could not accurately express his fear at all, and he could only repeatedly beg for mercy in stiff Chinese.

Dong, he knelt down on his knees.

He can't even release a trace of dark energy. Even if he wants to escape, he can't escape. All hope can only be pinned on Chen Qinghe's "compassion".

"The above are not the most important. If you don't hurt her, maybe I will accept you." Chen Qinghe turned a blind eye to the South Koreans' plea for mercy and took a sip of hot tea.

The larynx swallows hot tea, and the limbs are a little warmer.

In the steaming hazy mist, his deep eyes appeared with memories. Two years after his previous life, he has never forgotten the days when he met a girl.

It was a very cold winter, and there was heavy goose down snow in the south where it never snowed.

In the ruins of the city without electricity, even the wild dogs that make a living from the rotten flesh of the dead froze to death on the roadside. Everything died, and the survivors suffered by thick clothes and bonfires.

At that time, he was seriously injured and could only curl up in the corner of the gathering place, endure the pain and the cold. He looked coldly at the survivors passing by and looked numb.

It doesn't help, and he doesn't expect help.

When he was most helpless and suffering, a pair of red gloves spread out a military down jacket and gently put it on him. When he looked up, he saw the girl's clear eyes.

Is your brother cold?

These soft and warm words made him feel the warmth again.

"Seriously, I don't care whether you are an evolutionist or not--"

Chen Qinghe took another sip of hot tea, and the memories in his eyes faded away. He stared coldly at Jin Xiyuan, who looked more and more desperate. He didn't believe that he had done anything to hurt the girl after living here with the Vietnamese for so long.

Hearing this, Jin Xiyuan seemed to suffocate, and his back was covered with layers of cold sweat.

"Who do you think I would choose if I were between Singh and you?"

Chen Qinghe put down the teacup and suddenly asked.

"I--"

Jin Xiyuan's answer was delayed.

He thought it must be himself. What else does that Indian have besides flattery and shamelessness? He is an evolutionist, but I don't know why he doesn't have confidence in himself...

"It's not you, it's him."

Chen Qinghe said in a low voice.

"Why!!"

Jin Xiyuan couldn't help questioning.

"He works very hard to live, yes, it's nothing..."

Chen Qinghe knew that South Koreans were difficult to understand and said indifferently, "Or it should be another way. Although he is indeed shameless and cheap enough, in the face of my orders, he has never flinched and has never hesitated. He used his own life to fight, fight, and do tasks beyond his ability."

"However, if it were you, why would you let me believe you? Will you fight for me with your life like Singh?" Chen Qinghe looked at the South Koreans indifferently, and there was only a relationship of submission and domination between him and him.

"..."

Jin Xiyuan was silent.

"However, you are still useful at present."

"So I won't kill you. I'll give you a chance to prove yourself and atone for your sins--" After saying that, Chen Qinghe pulled out a dagger from his calf and shot it on the TV table.

South Koreans were immediately relieved.

He swore that even in the face of the president of Gangwon Province, he had never been as bad as this evil boy.

"After we leave."

"There is no need to keep any of the remaining people here."

Chen Qinghe picked up the mountaineering bag from the ground and took out a nail gun from it and put it together with the dagger.

"Isn't it necessary?"

Does Jin Xiyuan think he heard it wrong?

A few minutes ago, he heard with his own ears that it was this evil boy who swore in front of the rest of the survivors in the hotel, ensuring that he would not blame them and let them go.

But now...

"I only give you five minutes!"

Chen Qinghe pulled up the zipper of his backpack and ignored the stunned South Koreans. He patted him gently on the shoulder and said, "Of course, you can think this is an excellent opportunity to escape. You can bet on whether you can escape from me--"

Guru!

Jin Xiyuan swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

He suddenly felt that the evil star was completely not enough to describe Chen Qinghe. Compared with his veritable underworld, regardless of the city, fierceness, means... Compared with this evil star boy, it was not a magnitude at all, and completely regarded human life as a grass.

A devil-like man!

It's hard to think about, and it's scary!

"This is the first opportunity I gave you. I hope you can seize it."

Chen Qinghe suddenly smiled brightly. In the fearful gaze of South Koreans, he gently patted him on the shoulder, and then turned around and walked out of the single room.