Chapter 141: Stealing Kisses, Ice and Fire, Chi Xiao's home.

About a quarter of an hour later, the gunfire subsided.

After being hung like a headless fly for so long, the new humans have gradually come around, each exasperated and helpless.

Their reliance on AI makes them strangers to this primitive confrontation, and the loss of light sources puts the new humans in the same predicament they were in on the night of the apocalypse.

The laser gun's energy reserve is quickly depleted, the former police chief Wenqing Shu, who is good at using all kinds of old weapons, is not in command, and the automatic sight is interfered with by some kind of signal, the laser gun's function is directly degraded into a portable flashlight.

The current police captain shook the communicator in his hand, "Can anyone else hear me? Hello? Speak up!"

The wrong frequency of the communicator at the end of a certain former pop singer intermittent singing.

"Fuck-it!"

He knocked the communicator by hand, raised the flashlight, a powerful light broke through the fog, sweeping across a cage in the stands.

The interior was empty, and the slaves had apparently escaped.

When he saw this, his voice rose an octave and he shouted at the beeping voice of the communicator, "Hello? Hello, hello! Where is everyone? Anyone who can breathe?"

Suddenly, a warm body from behind the ghost-like paste up.

Xinzhi Gu whispered kindly as he pressed up against his side: "Yes. But you need to cooperate."

He said, he skillfully wrapped the gun belt around his opponent's throat with one shoulder on his right shoulder, crossed his arms, and turned around and put the person on his back.

The captain's neck bone was instantly destroyed, but the new human's extremely strong recovery ability allowed him to be deep in a terrible choking sensation from time to time.

The choking sensation called him crazy, with the elbow pounding the attacker's waist and abdomen, each time to the flesh, thud, but the other party does not feel the pain as if, do not dodge, not even a painful inhalation also.

Is ...... also a new human being?

Thinking that his opponent might be a new human, the captain fell into despair and scratched frantically at his neck, making a bloody scratch on the bloody flesh.

Qiuyun Ding picked up the communicator he had dropped on the ground and shook it twice to the sound of rustling telegrams while saying to Xinzhi Gu, "Don't torture people. If you want to kill, give someone a painful death."

Xinzhi Gu replied with silence, dragging the near-frantic man toward the end of an alley.

With 061, the communicator, which had lost its function, immediately docked successfully.

There were voices of the players coming out of the public channel, just distorted by the murmur.

"Team ......"

"Captain, have you ...... seen it yet?"

"We ...... should ...... still fight? There's ...... not enough in the gun."

In the adjacent alley, the captain also seemed to have heard the commotion over here and could not stop making dying whimpers to try to attract the team's attention.

Qiuyun Ding covered his communicator and "shushed" the alley.

All sounds in the alley were then cut off in an instant.

Confirming that there are no more distracting sounds, Qiuyun Ding then naturally took over and said, "Temporarily cease fire, gather in front of the East Square, first get all the people together, then determine the next step to take."

The radio waves sound extremely easy to make a person's voice out of shape, the dozens of headless flies in the channel no matter how wary, each answered a yes, then hung up the communication and collectively headed to the East Square.

Qiuyun Ding felt the pencil in his pocket and pressed the "rubber" at the end again: " Lan Lan, tell Wenqing Shu to time it right and close the circle on my command."

Inside the alley, Xinzhi Gu failed to follow Qiuyun Ding's instructions and really gave the enemy a hard time.

Xinzhi Gu hates the new humans. When he sees any of them, he thinks of them as having caused him to lose Qiuyun Ding, first as a person and now as a heart.

But he promised Qiuyun Ding that he could no longer strangle people's heads, at least not in front of Qiuyun Ding.

So, Xinzhi Gu continued to strangle the other man's neck without interruption, while leaning into his ear and speaking to him in a very small, intimate voice:

"Isn't it sad that you especially want to die?"

"Seriously, I'd love to give you a pain in the ass, but pain in the ass is something that you have to earn."

And he said, and led the man on the verge of madness to a broken water pipe, put his eyes to the rusty sharp fracture, and gently prompted him: "Come on, give yourself a pain."

Soon, he carried the man's gun out of the alley, found Qiuyun Ding was still standing in place waiting for him, pursed his lips, quite happy to meet up.

Qiuyun Ding asked him, "Is it solved?"

"I didn't kill him." Xinzhi Gu said in as gentle a tone as possible, "He committed suicide."

Qiuyun Ding laughed, did not say anything, turned around and left.

Xinzhi Gu followed up, "Team Ding doesn't believe me."

Qiuyun Ding asked rhetorically, "Does Vice Team Gu think he is trustworthy?"

Xinzhi Gu thought seriously, smiled reluctantly, and gave Qiuyun Ding all the guns and □s he had scavenged.

Qiuyun Ding is not as polite as he is and accepts all of his orders.

Xinzhi Gu looked at the side of Qiuyun Ding's face, his gaze softened beyond words, and hid his bloodied hands behind his back, following Qiuyun Ding's teacher with student-like discipline.

Xinzhi Gu was tempted to touch the dewy hair on his forehead, but his fingers moved for a while and then retreated.

The two figures, one in front of the other, once again merged into the fog.

After striking a deal with Wenqing Shu, Qiuyun Ding improvises his plans, but he has no intention of joining the New Human's internal firefight.

He won't let his team get involved in Wenqing Shu's troubles just for the sake of spontaneity, playing on the periphery is fine, but he will never send his team members to risk their lives in the center of the conflict.

Moreover, their previous battle has helped Wenqing Shu consume enough of the opponent's ammunition - medicine, has been considered benevolent, their main purpose of this trip is still those slaves.

In the last days, guns are a rare commodity of the highest quality. New humans who come to buy slaves, such as the member of the supply team who wants to buy Xinzhi Gu, even if they have a gun, they will only keep it to protect themselves, and at most take two slaves in the chaos, rather than waste precious bullets on maintaining the internal security of the slave town.

The old humans in the south and north depots have been rescued, some drove away in slave cars and chose to go to their loved ones in pairs, most chose to go with them; the east depot is taking a head count and will soon have the results.

The trouble now is to watch out for the cold shots of the townspeople who keep slaves as a way of making a living.

When Qiuyun Ding arrived at the east depot, a member of the team was pale from a gunshot wound and leaning against a truck tire while his teammates bandaged him.

His shoulder was drilled with iron sand with a few small eyes, although it is a flesh wound, but because of the post-apocalyptic drug shortage, any injury can not be underestimated.

Qiuyun Ding checked the condition of the injured man, then turned around and asked, "Who hit him?"

Numerous silent and angry eyes turned to the East Treasury keeper who was tied up in the corner.

...... That's an old human.

The man sensed that the situation was not right and hurried: "I surrender! I surrender! You can't kill me--"

Qiuyun Ding decisively shot him in the shoulder.

The pleas for mercy were replaced by screams of misery.

Qiuyun Ding did not take the next step, not his life, and did not continue to torture him, only commanded another person to move his companion to the car, ordered to give him medicine to relieve pain and inflammation, and then weigh a still hot Browning, turned to put his hand into Xinzhi Gu's pants pocket.

The feeling of his thigh being touched made Xinzhi Gu let out a low "hiss" and then laughed: "...... When did you find out?"

Qiuyun Ding touched out five or six bullets, in the palm of your hand with your thumb plucked, one by one pushed into the chamber: "You just grabbed three people's weapons, all the same batch of □□□, grabbed also do not use, only take the bullets ......"

Qiuyun Ding pushed the loaded magazine back into place and moistened his lower lip with his tongue: "Don't worry, there are plenty of bullets within range."

Xinzhi Gu gazed at Qiuyun Ding with what could be described as fascination, his hands shaking a little with excitement, but he forced his hands to twist behind his back and took small, deep breaths, trying to control his emotions.

When I came out of the East Depot, the pinging and banging of gunfire had stopped on the East Plaza side.

When Qiuyun Ding passed by, there was a line of new humans chained up in the square, as well as a few old humans who were working for the tigers, one of whom was the one Qiuyun Ding saw knocking on the cage and threatening the slaves off stage.

His face full of snot and tears are frozen into ice, his shoulders twitched substantially, looking miserable.

Wenqing Shu cleared the neighborhood and came back to view the captives and found this man with a slight raised eyebrow.

Her men kicked the man in the back, and his face was ugly as hell: "Team Shu, we got your man back."

Wenqing Shu said politely, "Thank you."

In a few words, Qiuyun Ding guessed the man's true identity.

After seeing the person in front of him, the man immediately cried out in pain, kneeling forward and rubbing his face against Wenqing Shu's knee: "Wenqing, listen to my explanation. I want to live..."

Wenqing Shu reached out and cupped the back of his neck, squeezed it twice, and whispered like a coaxing child, "There, there. I know."

The man was saved and looked up at his former lover.

Wenqing Shu turned to Lanlan Yan, who had been following her and was still probing, and said, "Little girl, turn around and close your eyes."

Lanlan Yan is a bit humane, but she is obedient and especially sensitive to such commanding words - she has been trained by Qiuyun Ding.

She quickly turned her head and dutifully closed her eyes.

"You don't have to explain to me." Wenqing Shu lowered his head and grabbed his hair, taking two steps back before spreading his hands, "My friends are down there, take your time to explain to them."

She said, her left hand clenched behind the wood knife, flat lift swing out, clean and sharp, a cut throat.

She moved so fast that the light of hope in the man's eyes had not faded when he collapsed with blood spurting from his throat.

This is the most just way Wenqing Shu can think of to die under the emotion of restraint.

She swung the blood-soaked woodchipper in the right direction, spilling a line of blood, turned around with the knife, and with a slight roll of her eyes, found that blood had still spilled onto the back of Lanlan Yan's neck.

She took a few steps forward and walked towards where Qiuyun Ding was standing, passing Lanlan Yan and casually wiping away a bit of blood from the back of her neck.

Lanlan Yan was unaware of it and was stroked by her like a puppy, rubbing his neck a bit confused.

Qiuyun Ding had already made all the preparations, and after meeting with Wenqing Shu, he offered to throw her the general loudspeaker that was installed all over the city to inform her of specific matters.

She picked it up and aimed her gaze at the captives. Her voice did not fluctuate, and she said to those who were cowering in the darkness of the residential area, listening to the movement with their ears open: "Listen, everyone in the town, tomorrow we will start to count the weapons, all the cages will be smashed, all those who still want to do the slave business, all those who think that the new humans are superior to the old humans, before 6:00 in the evening of the day after tomorrow Please leave town on your own. This is not an exchange, this is not a business, this is a human world, and I will not cede it to beasts who insult and sell their kind."

...... and she never kills animals with a soft hand.

There was silence, no one echoed her, Wenqing Shu also did not think, threw the loudspeaker to the men behind him, and said to Qiuyun Ding: "Ding team, can you leave some people to help me."

Qiuyun Ding agreed: "But before you deal with the people, I suggest you deal with the real beasts first."

When he said that, he turned his face to the dark.

A black panther slowly paced out from among the shadows, carrying a dying hound in its mouth.

Qiuyun Ding stroked the top of the panther's head with one hand to show encouragement.

The leopard put down his prey and gently held his forehead against Qiuyun Ding's palm, his tongue licking his fingertips, watching a crowd of people in awe.

Still Wenqing Shu reacted the fastest and immediately realized his mistake: "I'm not sure what I'm doing:

The city keeps a full forty adult hounds on duty, mainly to guard the gates and punish disobedient slaves. Their staple food is weak old humans, and in the commotion just now, the hounds on duty should be scattered and hiding in the shadows of the city, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

...... If they are not dealt with in a timely manner, I am afraid that they will flow in an endless stream of poison.

Wenqing Shu quickly focused on the leopard licking the tips of its paws gracefully after putting down its hounds, and then looked at Qiuyun Ding.

Qiuyun Ding, of course, knew what she wanted to say, squatted down, hands around the panther's head, gently grabbed his ears, cupped in his ear whispering: "Boss, pay attention to safety. Get the dirty stuff clean and come back to give you good food."

The black panther seems to understand his words, a low whistle, leap, disappeared among the buildings.

Qiuyun Ding stayed here for three more days, during which time he asked someone to return to the town to report his safety and reassure Ding's father and mother.

Lanlan Yan was surprised to learn that not many people in the town had chosen to leave.

Faced with Lanlan Yan's doubts, Qiuyun Ding poured a little homemade fruit wine to warm himself up and said while drinking: "Human beings are very adaptable. If you let him be a trafficker, he can live on; if you don't let him be one, let him go earn his own chew, he can live on even if he complains. Even if you let him do the living dead, do on two years, can become skilled workers. People, all they want is a stable place to settle down, and when they return, there is a light waiting for them at home, that's enough."

He raised his chin at Wenqing Shu: "The really adventurous ones, here, are busy there."

Lanlan Yan, after all, is young, and is roused by Ding Qiuyu's three words, and runs upside down to Wenqing Shu.

Wenqing Shu just sent off a new group of hunting teams, with three newcomers inside, two experienced old men, let them go out to search for supplies, hunting and foraging, and another group of physical fitness is not too good, is responsible for going to the land once planned, but has been abandoned for more than a year, sowing new seeds, set up plastic tarps, ready to plow all the preparations.

When she looked up and saw Lanlan Yan, she added a smile to her lips, "Little girl?"

"I'm not small." Lanlan Yan protested conventionally, rubbing his hands together, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Hmm." Wenqing Shu pulled her to sit against his side, "Stay with me."

Lanlan Yan "ah", but obediently sit, feel her body is cool and soft, it is customary to hug up, and extremely proud to introduce themselves: "I fire power strong."

Wenqing Shu held a half pencil in his hand and drew a flat line under the plan in front of him, "Well, it feels like it."

Lanlan Yan warmed her elbow with his palm: "What am I doing? Just sit with you."

Wenqing Shu pushed the drawing in front of her, "Look, is there anything that can be improved."

Lanlan Yan took the pen, observed the data on the paper, subconsciously opened her mouth and bit the tip for a moment, marked a few points to set the automatic sprinkler, and only when she realized that the pen was not her own did she get embarrassed: "Oops, your pen."

Wenqing Shu took the pen and took the end of his finger and gently swept the teeth marks that fell on it: "It's okay, the teeth are quite flush."

She spoke in a cool, serious tone, and even when she joked, she had an air of cold humor, and Lanlan Yan had a good laugh and continued to climb on top of her to draw with her.

Wenqing Shu drew his head down, slightly long curls falling from in front of his ears, "Where is your favorite place to go in that town of yours?"

Lanlan Yan narrowed his eyes: "You're trying to get information from me. Want to know the situation in our town?"

Wenqing Shu was frank: "Well."

Since Wenqing Shu was honest, Lanlan Yan also responded with honesty: "My favorite place to go is home, of course. I built my home with my own hands, and I made the bed myself."

Wenqing Shu quipped, "That's awesome."

Lanlan Yan cocked his tail quite proudly, "Of course."

Wenqing Shu turned the drawing over and simply outlined the shape of a room: "Like this?"

She is good at drawing military maps, so the lines are simple and clear, and a few casual strokes outline the appearance of a military bed.

Lanlan Yan let out an oops, took the pen, added a lot of trivial into: "so. ...... Here is a pot of cymbidium orchids, Ding team got it for me, it is very valuable. There is also a bookshelf here, I made it myself, three levels, to put magazines and books. And here ......"

Qiuyun Ding watched them for a while and turned around and went back to the private tent set up in the square.

Lifting the tent curtain, he really changed from Qiuyun Ding back to Xiaochi Chi.

Last night, a few people took advantage of the chaos to take private arms, trying to kill Wenqing Shu, to restore the slave town, just by the night patrol found, the two sides of the battle, Xiaochi Chi went out to watch the battle, the unlucky arm was grazed by a stray bullet, the injury is not serious, just hurt the blood vessels, the bleeding looks a little big, stop it is good.

After the incident, Xinzhi Gu took the survivors away to who knows where and has not returned.

The injuries are not serious, but that does not mean there is no trouble. Xiaochi Chi has had a low fever and chills since the latter part of the night, and is exhausted from the effects of the fruit wine.

Low fever is extraordinarily abrasive, he curled up in the sleeping bag, still cold and wobbly, 061 dare not rashly give him to raise the body temperature, hesitant, can only let the boss top open the tent, burrowed in.

As soon as Xiaochi Chi saw his boss, he hugged him with tears in his eyes, just as Armani saw the volunteers in North Korea.

The boss seemed to know that he was not feeling well, so he tamely laid down beside his sleeping bag and nudged the tip of his nose against Xiaochi Chi's forehead, who reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck, warming him to the core.

061 talked aimlessly with him, also aiming to test his mental condition: "Just now I heard you say that you want to have a home, what is that home like?"

"I have a home." Xiaochi Chi buried his face in the soft hair on the boss's chest and muttered in a daze, "I have many houses, the largest one is on the beach, almost a thousand square meters. It is enough to support a boss. ...... right, I have to hurry back, not cheap that real estate agent. It's been so long, the house must have gone up in price."

061 helpless, only to take the tip of his nose rubbing his burning face.

Xiaochi Chi grunted and reluctantly rubbed back.

Somehow, 061 looked at the dazed Xiaochi Chi and thought of the teenager who had won a scholarship for three years in high school.

He always felt that Xiaochi Chi's life path was not going so right.

Xiaochi Chi proved to be the right choice as an actor, but at that time, he had a more orthodox and stable future in the eyes of the world.

He went into modeling at a young age, pushing his way into the circle, and in the end even gave up on college, why.

061 coaxes Xiaochi Chi and asks softly, "How did you ever want to be a model in the first place?"

He had asked Xiaochi Chi this question before, but Xiaochi Chi had dismissed it with "You must be trying to pick me up if you're asking about my privacy, Mr. Six," so he never got that answer.

As he waited, Xiaochi Chi lifted her eyes, which were not very bright, and replied honestly, "I'm good-looking."

061: "......" ha.

Yes yes yes, good looking good looking, the world's best looking.

Xiaochi Chi added, "I want more money."

The company's first video of Xiaochi Chi is from the early days of his life, when he was a young man with a broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted and tall body, and a cool temperament.

...... is only 16 years old, what do you need so much money for.

After hearing 061's question, Xiaochi Chi arched comfortably into his boss's neck hair: "I didn't join the industry at the age of 16, I joined when I was 14. I went to do live clothes modeling for people's stores, I was tall and lied to them that I was 16 years old and just didn't have an ID card, they all believed me."

The feverish Xiaochi Chi has a childish slyness and innocence, blinking eyes, eyelashes live like sweeping on 061 heart, causing his heart to itch and burn.

He asked, "Why?"

Xiaochi Chi said without thinking, "Because I want to rent an apartment."

061: "Hmm? What house?"

Xiaochi Chi said softly, "I don't rent the house, Lou's sister-in-law is going to take away all of Lou's things. If I rent, the stuff is mine and won't be thrown away."

061: "......"

The mind seems to have countless fragments rushing through, rushing his body a chill, a heat, as if he had really witnessed something, but think about the past, the only remaining blank in the mind.

But the sour and warm emotions are real.

After a long time, he found his voice: " Chi Xiao?"

However, Xiaochi Chi had already fallen asleep with his arms around the boss, the warm airflow puffing on the leopard's ear, his dark hair damp, his breathing slightly heavy, blowing down the soft fluffy ear at once.

A few moments later, Xiaochi Chi wrapped his arms around the leopard's waist to a thin waist that could be encircled by one arm for the most part.

061 lowered his eyes to look at the man in his arms, the animal ears and gray-blue pupils have not faded, he cupped his face and discreetly dropped a kiss on his damp forehead hair.

Xiaochi Chi is like a bright fire in an ice box, leaping and flickering, shining brightly, but touching it, it is always cold, separated by a layer, but 061 only wants to take this box of fire into his arms, carefully warmed.

He carefully touched Xiaochi Chi's right eye with his lips, and Xiaochi Chi's mental body was touched and seemed to feel something.

"Six teachers ......" he closed his eyes and tightened his embrace, and read softly again, "Lou ......"

061 was slightly stunned.

Is he calling himself? Or did he confuse himself with Lou Ying?

He froze for a long time, and by the time he realized that there seemed to be someone standing in the doorway, it was too late.

Xinzhi Gu, who always walks silently, opened the tent with the bloodied dagger sheath and called out, " Yun Qiu ."

It was too late to turn back into a leopard, so 061 had to put his ears away and turn his head to look at the visitor.

Xinzhi Gu froze when he saw the strange man who was hugging with "Qiuyun Ding".

061 lovingly stroked the ears of the young man in his arms twice, as he usually does when he jerks his boss's ears, and then put his index finger to his lips and gently "shhh" to Xinzhi Gu.