Chapter 67: Number One

"Autumn ...... Qiu Xuan. Shuying stopped the spell in her hand, and she swallowed, a little afraid and cautious, but finally pulled the red-eyed girl.

"Calm down." She leaned over cautiously and drew a small stream of water and sprinkled it gently on her face.

Qiu Xuan stood in place and let the water drip down her cheeks, washing out the blood on her face.

"I'm fine." She whispered.

Something flashed in the darkness outside the door. It was so fast that I couldn't see what it was.

Qiu Xuan's face froze, and he picked up the machete in his hand again, but was immediately interrupted by Shuying.

"That's it." Shuying held her down with a rare solemn expression, "You've done enough, leave it to me next, okay?" You sit down, slow down, and take care of the wound yourself. I'll take you to the pastor when I'm done. ”

Qiu Xuan stood still.

"Count me in." Shuying's tone had a pleading tone, "If you continue like this, you will really die of excessive blood loss, I don't want you to die." ”

Qiu Xuan was finally stunned for a moment, as if she had been touched by some inexplicable emotion, she blinked and looked at Shuying, and finally sat down on the bed obediently.

After placing her, Shuying finally looked back at the tall and thin figure with a sigh of relief. The man known to the villagers as "No. 1" was not even a "human" at all, half of his body still had some human features, and the other half was made entirely of sophisticated metal instruments.

At this moment, "No. 1" is facing them exactly the mechanical half, the precision-forged face, and the cold inorganic eyes embedded in it are looking at them coldly.

Shuying took a deep breath and made a starting gesture again, but Number One swooped directly over here! He was so fast that he could only leave an afterimage in the air. In less than a second, the high-speed gears on the metal arm were already facing the shadow.

Shuying pulled open a shield to block the blow, and sparks flew on the transparent shield, making a clanging sound of metal striking. Immediately, a crack appeared on the transparent cover, and she gritted her teeth to block it for a while, while attracting a flash of lightning towards One.

Number One only made a gesture of raising his hand easily, and the sparks made a clattering sound on the metal arm, but it did not pose a threat to him at all.

Can't beat it. Shuying staggered back a few steps, and just wanted to fight harder, but saw No. 1 dodge directly and went straight to the bed, pinching his neck with one hand and lifting the person sitting on the bed.

"Qiu Xuan!" She hurriedly rushed over there, while she had to be distracted to deal with the villagers who wanted to take the opportunity to attack, and at the same time, all kinds of elements beckoned to No. 1 as if they didn't want money.

Qiu Xuan raised her eyelids that were about to be covered with blood with some difficulty, and glanced at No. 1 with difficulty. Surprisingly, although the scene looked extremely brutal to outsiders, in fact, the arm that grabbed her neck didn't use much force at all. The weirdo called "No. 1" doesn't seem to have any intention of killing her, but is more like being here, who is making a show for?

Qiu Xuan narrowed her eyes, and in the blind spot that no one saw, she dragged her injured right arm and quietly moved, pressing it on a male corpse that had been dead for a long time.

The others were at a standoff, and no one noticed that the corpse that had fallen to the ground was quietly changing. And by the time they reacted, the corpse had come back to life, with black spots and rotten flesh, roaring towards the male and female hosts outside the door.

Seeing this, No. 1 let go of Qiu Xuan, and quickly blocked them before confronting the infected person. Shuying hurriedly ran over to pick up Qiu Xuan and asked her in a whisper if she was okay, Qiu Xuan shook her head, but her right hand swiped over several corpses.

At this moment, a familiar gunshot suddenly sounded outside the door.

It's the old man, he's coming, he's coming! Came with his waistband key and red rope head! Behind the old man, Heng Xie and several members of the temporary team also rushed to this side.

The man cursed in a low voice, and then ordered No. 1 in a deep voice, "You drag them down." ”

"Don't let them run!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, followed the source of the sound and looked into the room, and then glared at Qiu Xuan, who was embarrassed like he had just run out of the pool of blood.

"Catch them." Qiu Xuan ignored his surprise, and only said in a deep voice, "Catch it alive." ”

On the surface, Qiu Xuan was talking to the people in the team. And right in front of her, several corpses swayed and rushed towards the couple amid the exclamations of the crowd.

The follow-up battle situation was much simpler, with the cooperation of the infected people, the old man, and Hengxie after transforming into a macho man-maybe counting the deliberate release of water by No. 1, the pair of male and female hosts and the only remaining villagers were quickly imprisoned and tied to chairs.

"Explain, explain." The old man blew on the muzzle of his gun like some cowboy and shook his foot.

"Wait, who of you knows where there is a priest?!" Shuying's voice sounded like she was about to cry, and she held Qiu Xuan with one hand to stop the bleeding with great difficulty, and said anxiously.

"I ...... I can try. In the team, a short middle-aged man stood up, and when he saw that everyone's eyes were on him, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"I'm a mage majoring in healing, but my mana isn't enough, so I can only try."

"Okay, okay, thank you." Shuying carefully straightened Qiu Xuan, and then glared at her fiercely in the latter's complaint, "Why did you make me look like I have a terminal illness".

The middle-aged man looked at the injury, and then rubbed his palm a few times like a fly rubbing his hand with some nervousness, and gently pressed his hand on her face under Qiu Xuan's indescribable gaze.

Qiu Xuan: ......

Bathed in a pasty holy light, Qiu Xuan really felt that the wounds around her body that were about to suffocate were slowly healing, and although they were not completely recovered, at least they were no longer bleeding.

She suddenly unloaded all her strength, leaned against the wall and gently said "thank you" to the middle-aged man who was wiping his sweat.

The old man, who had been staring at this side, said when he saw this, "Can I talk about the situation now?" ”

"I'll tell you," Shuying said hurriedly, "let her rest." ”

After everyone heard Shuying finish the last word, their gazes at Qiu Xuan were a little wrong. The old man looked at the girl who was leaning against the wall and pretending to sleep several times, his mouth opened and closed, but in the end he did not say anything more.

"In that case," the old man stood up and walked towards the people tied to their chairs, as if he had found some new outlet for his purpose, "are you going to speak?" If you don't say it, everyone here today will be blessed, I learned some tossing methods from the old guys in the Criminal Department in the early years. ”

Several villagers looked at each other a few times, and finally, a young man who was shaking like chaff at the beginning said with a pale face, "I, I can tell you." ”

"Shut up stupid!" The man glanced at him fiercely, "Why are you so unproductive!" ”

"Yes, you have a chance." The hostess suddenly sneered and said sarcastically, "I told you a long time ago to stop in moderation, otherwise you wouldn't have ended up in this situation." ”

"You know what! For the sake of a better life, these sacrifices are worth it! ”

"It's a pity that I don't have time to accompany you to make any more senseless sacrifices." The hostess glanced at the old man with a cold face, "The child is innocent, let him go." I can tell you them all. ”