Chapter 145: The Fighting Beast (6)
Squinted his eyes, Leng Ji's face was calm, staring at her, there was still no expression on his face, but his nails had already sunk into the flesh, blending with the palm prints, stinging her slightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Where's my gun?" Since they had put away her coat, they should naturally know that there were several pistols hidden in it, and when they looked at her in the cold season, they didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly with a black face.
"Don't look at me like that." Ignoring the cold season's eyes, her tone rose slightly, her tone was a little flamboyant, the woman took a puff of cigarette, and the white smoke floated out of her mouth and dissipated in the air. "You won't need a gun later, anyway."
Gritting her teeth, Leng Ji understood the meaning of her words, and it was clear that they would not change their guns, and looking at their attitude, they were sure that they would not let her out easily.
Gritting her teeth, their behavior is really hateful, but she still really doesn't understand, now they are coming to "hunt down" her for their own purposes, some for money, some for the research and development of antidotes, and some stupid for their own revenge plans, after the woman said this, the cold season really felt funny, in order to let herself fight with the zombies a few times, she arrested herself, compared with the previous ones with their own thoughts, this is much more simple and ridiculous.
"Leave me here," Leng Ji turned his face away, not wanting to see a woman's face in the slightest. "Aren't you afraid that the bounty hunters will come to you?"
"We're not afraid of ants." The woman took another drag on her cigarette, the white smoke polluting the turbid air. The implication of this is to reiterate that the fear of the bounty hunter's cold season is not a difficult commodity in their eyes. "The same goes for you."
"......" pursed her lips, Leng Ji's eyebrows went up, she rolled her eyes under the cover of the brim of her hat, and the lights around her fell through the dust in the air, and once again, Leng Ji didn't answer her.
Looking at Leng Ji's movements, the woman also raised her eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't know if it contained ridicule or something, Leng Ji still didn't look up, and she didn't see him.
The strong smell of cigarettes was still there, and the woman took another puff of cigarette, and the misty smoke gradually dissipated under the nose of the cold season, and the evil smell came through the air again, and the oppressive atmosphere was like a rare calm before a storm, quiet, but it also exuded the smell of danger.
The cold season silently observed the surroundings through the silent time, and the black iron frame was like a huge cage, covering the cold season inside. The woman was still standing there, her view obstructed by a tricky angle, and even if she took a step back, she couldn't see the exit from this room in the cold season. The smell of cigarettes has been smelling for a long time, and in the cold season, I only feel that the whole person is starting to feel a little dizzy, and my brows are wrinkled unconsciously, and I look up, trying to stop the woman from continuing to smoke.
As soon as he moved, he began to feel a sharp pain in his temples again.
“K。” In the stalemate, it seemed that someone called out to the woman outside, and the woman looked in the direction of the voice, and a black figure stood there at the height of the second floor. Like someone she knew, the woman pouted, waved her hand at the figure upstairs, took a hard puff of her cigarette, took a step forward in the direction where the sound came from, and suddenly, as if she noticed something was wrong with the cold season, she glanced back at the cold season.
With her head down, the woman couldn't see the expression on Leng Ji's face, and her standing posture didn't change at all, and in the lazy posture, as always, the cigarette reached out to her mouth, and the woman began to doubt her judgment just now.
"Where's my dagger?" Looking up, his eyes stared at the woman's back, I don't know if it was because of pain or anger, Leng Ji's face became heavier and heavier, his fists were clenched tighter, and his nails sank into the flesh again. Reluctantly calmed down, holding back the pain coming from his head, and only then did he not grit his teeth and say it in the cold season.
"I'll give it to you later." The woman glanced at Leng Ji, took another puff of cigarette, and said unhurriedly.
"Wait a minute......" I still wanted to say something, but when the words came to my mouth, the headache caused by the smell of disgusting smoke made Leng Ji forget what he was going to say, his mind was in chaos, his fists were clenched even tighter, his teeth were biting his lower lip, and he tried his best to keep himself from revealing the slightest flaw in the cold season.
Confused, the woman looked at Leng Ji, her gaze drifted to her face covered by the brim of her hat, and then to her clenched fist. The slightly upturned corners of her eyes shook with her squinting movements, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and the black pupils swirled in her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, she paused, spread her hands, tilted her head, and the woman walked in the direction of the stairs.
The light came down from above, against the light, and Leng Ji squinted his eyes at the white expanse upstairs, unable to see anything clearly, and there was a buzz in his ears.
For a long time, Leng Ji took a breath, barely raised his head, his eyes were blurry, cheered up, Leng Ji tried his best to find the woman's shadow in the circle of white light in front of him, until he saw the whole appearance of this room, Leng Ji did not react, she had already walked out.
It's no longer in front of me.
Barely relieved, Leng Ji took a step back, leaned on the iron railing behind him, opened his mouth slightly, gasped twice, held his forehead with his hand, didn't notice that the cold sweat slipped down from his forehead, a little out of strength, Leng Ji fell weakly against the iron bar behind him, relying on the support of his back, Leng Ji did not completely soften.
The scene in front of me was replaced by a blurred white, and the scene of Lao Wang's death suddenly appeared in my mind, the bloody streets, and the spectacle of thousands of empty alleys.
Are there any side effects of medications......
The cold season couldn't figure out what was going on, the blood seemed to be flowing backwards from her heart, the clear heartbeat replaced the buzzing in her ears, echoing in her ears quickly and rhythmically, her head was dizzy, and the white incandescent light spilled down, and her pale face could be seen through the brim of her hat.
In the cold season, I feel that my heart is beating faster and faster, and the headache is getting worse, and the air seems to be thinning, and I have to take several deep breaths in the cold season to regain a little consciousness.
Mu Nedi sat in place for a while, the headache made the cold season a little unthinkable, the dust fell from the air, and in the distance, from some corner, there were faint voices of some crowds shouting.
After resting for a while, Leng Ji raised his head, and his head was a little clearer.
The space shrouded in a black iron frame, the cold season barely bounced up, and looked around, but could not find a door to the exit.
A staircase framed with black iron frames stood alone in the other corner of the room.