Chapter 75: a bullet

"But before that, I had already pulled the trigger and broke Song’s head." Turin said with a smile. "You know that Song and Imir didn't want my life together!"
"Oh... I understand, you did go to our No. 5 base, but after being cleaned up, I fled and fled, so you didn't do it all the time, put the goal on Song Zhi. Because of him, Can threaten Song Yu." Wu looked at Turin with the look of the jumping clown.
"Don't care for me, kill him." Song Zhi's voice came from the gap between the teeth.
There is no hesitation in his gaze, it is a kind of calmness that sees everything.
He can calculate the value of life and be indifferent to his own life.
However, although Wu Yun and Zhou Yu both raised their guns, they did not have a trigger.
"Tulin - you should be able to feel that Song Yu is coming. When he saw you pointing a gun at Song Zhi, he would tear down your bones and let every cell of yours burst, let You are so painful that you can't call it out."
"Then I will wear the head of Song Zhi, so that he can't be so painful." Although Tulin said this, but the night can feel the fear of his "Song Song" name.
Zhou Yu just moved a little to the side, and Turin knocked on the back of the brain with a gun: "I know your gun is very fast, Zhou Yu. I have already learned. So this time, I Be very careful."
Zhou Yu can't break through Turin's defenses. He can only say to the ink night in his heart: help me.
The eyes of the ink night slowly fell and closed his eyes. Even if he felt the powerful force lingering around Turin, he forced his power into Turin's body.
Turin felt that the finger holding the gun was stiff, and that piece of phalanx did not seem to belong to him.
The nightmare of the ink night trembles. It is a kind of existence that is farther than itself. It is hard to imagine that if it is not through Turin's body, but the body of the s-class creature, the power released is enough to destroy it.
At that moment, Zhou Yu felt Turin’s hesitation, and immediately sideways, found the angle, the bullets instantly smashed, rubbing Song’s cheeks, and he was about to shoot into Turin’s eyebrows.
Everything was like slow motion, and Turin opened his shoulders to avoid the bullet, and the bullets fell into the trunk behind them.
The air flow between the forests, Zhou Yu can feel a force breaking the wind, that kind of sound... seems to be a high-speed bullet!
"Be careful -" Song Song’s voice sounded. He ran from a distance, and stretched his hand to touch Song Zhi, who stood in front of Turin, trying to bring him back.
It’s the unrelenting attachment, and the fragmented one is not hesitating.
At the moment when his fingertips were about to touch Song’s shoulder, Mo Ye and Zhou Yu also rushed forward.
A bullet passed through the index finger of the ink-night and the finger of the middle finger. When he entered the temple of Song Zhi, the moment he walked through, Song Hao finally broke into his arms.
The sound of the skull cracking is so clear that the world seems to be broken.
It all happened without a blink of an eye.
But in the eyes of Wu Yun, who is stunned, it seems like a century of change, every moment makes him feel the heart to split.
The ink night stabilized the footsteps and turned his face to the side. When he saw that Song Zhi still squinted, his time was still.
Song Hao immediately pulled out the dagger from the thigh, and opened his own palm, dripping into the wound where Song was penetrated by bullets.
"Hurry up... hurry up!" Song Wei forced his blood out of his palm, but Song was penetrated through the wound without any signs of healing.
Zhou Yu instantly thought of the last time the ink night was not far away to save himself and squeeze the blood into his own wound.
It’s just that Zhou Yu is lucky, but Song’s luck is not so good.
"Don't die! Don't die! You are healing!" Song Min's indifferent eyes were drowned by fear. His other hand patted Song's cheek with a humble pleading. "You can't die... you do not die……"
However, Song did not breathe, his pupils had been completely dispersed, just as if he still kept the picture of Song Hao rushing to himself.
The blood flowed from the forehead to the face of Song Zhi and flowed into his eyes, but nothing changed.
His body is gradually cooling down.
"Don't... you won't die... I won't die if you are..." Song Hao still insisted on pushing out his blood. "Cure a little faster! Heal faster!"
Song Yu’s shoulders trembled more and more, and his despair made people who looked at him suffocate.
At that moment, Turin suddenly got up and quickly ran away.
In the night, I didn’t say anything to catch up.
The two men struggled in the wind, and the ink came to the side of the night, his eyes as a sharp blade, piercing the bones of Turin.
The pressure to extinguish the top came, and Turin shouted: "Do you think Song Zhi was killed by me?"
"Isn't that yours!" The ink night suddenly reached out and grabbed Turin's neck and slammed his body into the old tree. The trunk of strength was also split, Turin's The spine is also broken.
"My people? Do you think that is Li Shengnan? Li Sheng □ is not in that direction!" Turin shouted out, then pulled out a sneer. "Do you know humans? You know what they will do for the benefit. Things? For example, clean up the aliens in the group! Song Zhi is the virus of Juli Group, and now they can't stand the impact of this virus invasion, so be clear about the virus!"
In the night, the eyes narrowed.
"You continue to hesitate and waste your time on me. It is very likely that you will never have a chance to know who the person is."
All the expressions of the ink night have sunk. His palm covered Turin's forehead. It was always a curse to stay with this guy. It was better to kill him with a bang.
Only when the power of the ink night infiltrated into the skull of Turin, when his bones were fully opened, the force hidden in the depths of Turin’s brain swiftly reversed, but the night of the ink refused to give up, he had to Losing Turin will never give this guy a chance to hurt Zhou Yu in the future.
Ink night forcibly exerts his own strength. Every nerve in each of his cells seems to be splitting. He feels that something warm is coming out of his own eyes. It is his blood.
Can't give up here, there may not be such an opportunity in the future! He must kill Turin!
In the night, the ink clenched his teeth and snorted.
Turin’s headache was so heartbroken, he shouted, his jaw creaking, and there seemed to be a universe in the brain that was about to burst.
It was only an instant, and the power of the ink night was suddenly rejected from Turin's body. He squatted back and sat down on the ground.
And Turin gasped, didn't know where the strength came, picked up his gun that fell on the ground, pointed to the head of the ink night, just at the moment when his finger was about to pull the trigger, Zhou Yu arrived. A shot came over.
Zhou Yu’s shooting was decisive, without hesitation, and ordinary people could not escape.
But Turin's responsiveness is much higher than that of the average human. He thrived sideways and then turned and flew.
Zhou Yu chased him and even opened three shots, all of which were avoided by Turin.
He came to the side of the ink night, kneeling down on one knee, is about to hold the ink night, but the ink night is cold: "Don't let go of the gun in your hand! Go chasing the person who shot at Song! That person is not accidentally injured. Song Zhi, but his goal is Song Zhi!"
"You mean...someone wants to get rid of Song Zhi?"
"Not someone! But the Juli Group!" Ink night raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on his face.
Zhou Yu gritted his teeth and turned to fly in the direction of the bullet.
The wind rushed through his ear, and the front was a tree trunk that was tilted down. Before he went to the road, Zhou Yu did not stop at all. He jumped up and stepped on the side. On the trunk, jumped over and continued to run after landing.
The bullet is so fast, the distance of the person just above will not be more than a kilometer. After running nearly a kilometer, Zhou Yu stopped and closed his eyes to feel the person’s place.
From the vibration in the air, and the smell of gasoline that remains as fine as the hairspring, Zhou Yu knows that the person has left by car.
"Mom--" Zhou Yu hit a fist on the trunk.
At this time, Wu Yun was with him at the side of Song Yu, and it was already a few minutes. Song Zhi in the arms of Song Yu did not wake up. Wu Yun reached out and wanted to comfort Song Yu, but he was only stuck in the air and could not say a word.
Until Song Yu's face became pale, his blood dyed the ground underneath Song to Yin Hong, and Zhou Yu and Mo Ye came back.
"Have you killed Turin's bastard?" Wu Yun asked.
Ink night shook his head, then looked at Song Hao’s direction and exhaled.
"Tulin has escaped. And it is the people of Juli Group who killed Song Zhi. Maybe Song did something that violated the interests of Juli Group, so he was killed."
Zhou Yu looks at Song Yu, maybe Song Yu is the top creature in this world, but he came to this world to feel the ups and downs of life is not as good as Song. For Song Zhi, even Zhou Yu and Wu Yun, he is only a child.
Even Zhou Yu feels that this is happening too quickly to make people come back, let alone for Song Yu.
"This is humanity... When the death comes, it is very fast, you have no time to do anything." Zhou Yu knees in front of Song Yu.
Looking at Song Zhen’s moment, Zhou Yu remembered the mural of the female researcher she saw in the tree castle. They really have three similarities, and it is no wonder that Song Zhi, who hates s-class creatures, will do his best to raise and protect Song. Perhaps for Song Zhi, watching Song Song grow up, he is trusted by his relatives, this feeling far exceeds the jealousy and hate of s-class creatures.
Song Yu’s tears came out in a row, and he pressed Song Zhi into his arms, and his chin was on his forehead. Song Wei slightly opened his mouth, and the real pain made him unable to say a word at all.
But the ink night knows all his feelings.
Song Yu has always protected Song’s brain from being interpreted by any s-class creature, but at this moment it is because a bullet caused Song to die... This is a great irony for Song Yu.
auzw.com and Song’s picture of being shot through the brain will be repeated in Song Min’s mind over and over again in the long years to come.
Song Wei held Song Zhi in this way until all the stars fell into the night, and the white dragon came again.
The sunlight slid from the gap between the forests and fell on Song Yi's body.
There is no warmth, and it makes people feel colder.
The rest of the team and people are coming together. They looked at Song Zhi, who was full of learning in Song Yu’s arms, and they were shocked.
"Mr. Song is dead... my God..."
The discussion is endless.
Zhou Yu lowered his voice and said to Wu Yun: "We must go back with everyone."
"Do you have any way for Song Song to let go of Song?" Wu Yun asked.
Zhou Yu took a shot of Song Wei’s shoulder and said,
You should go. There are already many people here who have seen you. I promised Mr. Song that if one day he happens, I will bring his body back to the base. Give it to a person. I think you know who that person is."
"He didn't die... he won't die." Song Yi's voice was a little paranoid.
"No... he is dead. You can hear the sound in his brain. You know what he said to you. You also understand... how tired he is. Stay in a position that you hate, do each one." The decision to understand is worried about your future. Now, he can finally have a good night's sleep. Let him go, okay?"
Zhou Yu removed Song's arm, even if he knew how cruel the Song Zhi took from Song Yin's arms, but he promised Song Zhi, he must do it.
At this time, Wu Yun came to Zhou Yu's side, whispered: "Someone reported the news of Song's death to Juli Group. Li Qian just told us that Dr. Cook is already arriving at the No. 3 base and is leading the team to come here. Come. We must get things done here as soon as possible."
"How did Dr. Cook's news come so fast? And... she has already passed through, just as she already knew that Song will die."
Zhou Yu looks at the ink night.
"Because the assassination of Song Zhi is the one she sent."
Ink night came to Song Hao's side, whispered: "Let the Song Zhi down, and immediately go. Unless... you really want all the efforts that Song Zhi has done for you."
But Song Hao has not heard anything at all.
Ink night took a breath and pushed his strength into the depths of Song's brain: you have to go. Dr. Cook is coming, I believe she is well prepared. You want to be the prey of the Juli Group again and let the Song death be worthless, and you will stay here.
Song Yu’s loss of focus was restored at that moment. He clenched his fist and stood up, looking at the ink night, clenching his teeth and turning away.
Zhou Yu knows that ink night can sense the thoughts in his mind: you must also go. Dr. Cook will not let you go.
In the night, I came to Zhou Yu with my pocket: I will always be by your side unless you leave. You still need me.
Zhou Yu took a breath: Zhou Qing is still in the base, I have to go back.
Ink night does not matter to answer: If you decide to stay in the base to protect Zhou Qing, then I stay with you. If you decide to leave with Zhou Qing, I will accompany you to survive in Nibelungen.
Zhou Yu looked at the ink night, his eyes were firm.
Just like the ink night, Song died in the arms of Song Yu. At this moment, the ink night is so afraid that Zhou Yu will have an accident in his invisible place.
Zhou Yu discovered for the first time that it is not a bad thing to associate his feelings with the feelings of another person.
The mood of the ink night is like a tide, falling from above the sky, the fear and attachment that do not want to lose will drown Zhou Yu.
"Clean up for the Song. This guy has always loved clean, although he doesn't like him very much... but I don't know why, I think he is decent in front of Dr. Cook." Wu Yun said.
"Go some mineral water in the back box." Zhou Yuchao raised his chin at night.
Ink night knows that Zhou Yu is no longer thinking about forcing himself to go, the lip line is opened, and a smile is revealed.
It was the first time Zhou Yu saw his simple expression since the night of the night.
The blood on the face of Song Zhi was wiped dry. Fortunately, the entrance of the bullet was very small. Song’s head was not deformed. Otherwise, Zhou Yu could not imagine bringing the body of Song Zhi back. The person who helped Song Zhi would be What kind of grief.
But after a few minutes, you can hear the team and the sound of the helicopter.
"It’s really fast." Wu Yun snorted.
A Hummer stopped in front of Zhou Yu and Wu Yun, and Dr. Cook, who was in camouflage, walked down.
Before she came to Song Zhi’s body with no expression, Zhou Yu and Wu Yun were like air in front of him. She lowered her body and pressed her finger between the necks of Song Zhi to determine whether Song did not have a pulse at all. Then she licked Song’s face and examined the wound he was piercing.
"Thank you for washing his face." Dr. Cook looked at Wu Yun.
"Because I am worried about soiling your hands." Wu Yun replied with a smile.

What about Song Song?
asked Dr. Cook.
"Go," Zhou Yu replied.
Cook's cold eyes looked into Zhou Yu's eyes: "Don't you let him go?"
"Dr. Cook, Song Wei is a s-class creature, we have no ability to be an enemy." Zhou Yu added a voice.
At that time, Dr. Cook suddenly took out the gun at the waist and pointed to Zhou Yu: "So what is the s-class creature you raised?"
The next second, the ink night came to Dr. Cook, and after she twisted her wrist, she quickly dismantled her gun into a part.
"Are you looking for me? I am here."
Dr. Cook chuckled, and she lifted her broken wrist and recovered it with a single touch.
Zhou Yu and Wu Yun looked at this scene with surprise.
"It’s not only Turin that has developed the virus. My research is far better than him." Dr. Cook lowered his body and picked up the dismantled parts and quickly loaded it back. "At least... I don't have to rely on jealousy, but I can also control my own abilities."
Zhou Yu only felt that it was not good. He should have let the ink night go immediately. There should be no hesitation.
Dr. Cook looked at the ink night, she had no expression on her face, like a machine with no desire: "You are a child, I will let you stay with your owner. Go, go back to the base.

Cook turned back to the car, when Zhou Yu and Wu Yuncai discovered that Dr. Daniel was actually sitting in Dr. Cook's car.
"Mom..." Wu Yun whispered a curse. "Daniel is a Cook!"
Zhou Yu looked at the ink night and asked in his heart: Is Dr. Daniel the assassin of Song Zhi?
Ink night nodded.
Zhou Yu took a breath in his heart and thought that every operation before was done by Daniel for Zhou Qing, and he could not help but carry a cold sweat.
"Let's go." Wu Yun smashed Song Zhi and put it in the back seat of the car. "Zhou Qing and Li Qian are still waiting for us to go back."
"Ok."
For Zhou Qing, Zhou Yu must go back. But he knows that this time back to the base, Dr. Cook is likely to use Zhou Qing to threaten himself.
The best way is to find an opportunity to bring Zhou Qing out of the base. But ... and the enemy of the Juli Group means that it will never be able to return to the human world anymore.
The team traveled all the way to the base, and the carriage was quiet.
Wu Yun drove the car and looked ahead. The tree shadow was skipped from his cheek.
"I suddenly felt that...s-level creatures are nothing, like Dr. Cook and Dr. Turin...the real monster."
Wu Yun opened the road.
"You are worried about how Cook will treat me after returning to the base this time?"
"Of course! Look at how they are against Song! Even ruthless to yourself, let alone you? I feel that you and Zhou Yu are like Song and Song."
"No. I am not the same as Song Wei. I will not leave Zhou Yu in a dangerous place." Mo night turned his face and looked at Song Zhi, raised his hand to cover the bullet hole on his side brain. "The shooting of Song is an ordinary bullet, not a bullet containing neurotoxins."
"Is it... I understand... They used Song’s spinal fluid to lock up Song’s power. If you use a neurotoxin-containing bullet, it will contaminate the spinal fluid." They definitely want to use Song’s. What did the body do!
Wu took a force to take a look at the steering wheel.
I knew it would be better to let Song Zhen take Song Zhi away!

"Maybe the purpose of Juli Group is like this, but I believe... Song said that there must be other arrangements for me to bring his body back to the base!" Zhou Yu said.
"Do you still remember that Song Zhi asked Song Hao to go back to the base to save his "little uncle"? Who is that little uncle? Song Zhi's purpose should not be to bring his body back to the base, but to hand over his body to that The hand of the person." The ink night said thoughtfully.
The author has something to say: Let me talk about it here. I am afraid that some soft sister paper misunderstood the fat melon because of the influence of the previous message, so Mr. Song went to worship, but in fact, this character appeared, the fat melon has been designed today. The ending, probably because I had already thought about driving him to the west, so I would argue with some readers about the quality of this character.
As soon as Mr. Song left, Zhou Yu would cherish the ink night, which is an opportunity for two people to be together.
Although Song Hao did not have a father, but there is a little uncle who hurts him.