Xu Lang's state at this time was already extremely poor, and the loss of a large amount of blood in his body had made him faint several times, but because he had received the mission information before, although he tried his best to concentrate on analyzing the content.

But in the end, he barely listened to all the mission information, except for the severe pain, which is why he went to the meeting.

Now he no longer has the ability to analyze this mission, and can only be used as an observer to understand what others think about this mission.

But sitting in the conference room for a long time, there was a buzzing tinnitus in his two ears, and he could only hear half of Hu Zhen and He Xiao's speeches, and his state became more and more sluggish, and Xu Lang was about to faint several times during the meeting.

He knew that if he didn't rest, he was afraid that he would not be able to participate in tomorrow night's mission.

Zhang Qingyu supported Xu Lang, who was a little shaky, and slowly walked out of the conference room.

The others were silent about this, but the newcomers watched coldly, and their hearts were secretly refreshed.

There is no love for no reason, but there is hate for no reason.

If this group of newcomers insists on saying the reason for resenting Xu Lang, I'm afraid they won't be able to say any of them, maybe it's just a feeling.

Xu Lang's self-confidence and strong temperament make this group of good-for-nothing rabble jealous, and they want to have an unusual status without unique skills.

That's what their group thinks.

So they envy, jealousy, and hate people like Yan Yan and Xu Lang, but they have to rely on these people to survive.

Sad, pitiful, and hateful.

As soon as Xu Lang left, Yan Yan also had no idea of staying, playing with the lighter given by Xu Lang in his hand, and left the conference room with a cold posture.

But he stopped at the door, as if waiting for something.

After a while, Mo Ye, who was smoking a cigarette, walked out of the conference room in silence, he also had no interest in this meeting.

In his opinion, the wise men in the newspaper are nothing more than Yan Yan and Xu Lang, they are not present, and this meeting has no value to listen to, but as soon as he went out, he seemed to be a little surprised to see Yan Yan at the door.

Yan Yan saw that Mo Ye really walked out immediately, and said with a slight smile: "I knew you would come out." ”

Mo Ye smoked a cigarette and his eyes were gray, as if he had never had color, and said in a low voice: "The newspaper office is different from before, and the water is deeper now." ”

"Look at the miasma inside, a nest of snakes and rats, it's better to come out and breathe." Mo Ye pointed to the messy occasion in the conference room with his hand holding a cigarette, where a group of newcomers were scrambling to praise Hu Zhen, and He Xiao was still posing as a captain there, pretending.

Yan Yan didn't even look at it, and sneered: "It's just a bunch of garbage, and it can't be put on the stage." ”

Mo Ye smoked his cigarette and said slowly: "I don't care, either I die in the hands of evil spirits, or I die in the hands of smoke, if I die, you can only fight by yourself......"

"When I joined your team, I just wanted to help you balance Wu Cheng and others, but now it seems that he has turned against him, and he almost pierced the window paper."

Yan Yan Guan Mo Ye asked for a cigarette, and after lighting it, he shrugged his shoulders: "Even if he Wu Cheng wants to set up his own door, how big a wave can he make by pulling those garbage." ”

Mo Ye's face was serious, and he said solemnly: "Yan Yan, I can feel it, even if I don't die in the next mission, I won't be able to live for a few days, and then you will be alone after all, go find Xu Lang......"

Speaking of this, Mo Ye looked a little lonely: "Here, apart from me, maybe only he can help you." ”

Yan Yan lowered his head and said silently, took a puff of cigarette fiercely, and said in a low tone: "Brother Mo, I don't want you to die......"

Hearing this, Mo Ye was suddenly stunned, and then laughed out loud, revealing relief and relief, but mixed with a trace of helplessness, "Among the earliest group of people, only you and I and He Xiao remained. ”

"You always say you don't need friends, but now that we're not friends, what can we be?"

After Mo Ye said this, he wanted to pat Yan Yan on the shoulder, but the outstretched hand stopped again and turned to leave.

It's just that the figure is a little desolate and lonely.

Yan Yan stretched out his hands, turned them over and over, looked at them carefully, and then looked up at Mo Ye's departing back, not only recalling this sentence in his heart, "We are not friends, what can we be?" ”

He looked back at the people in the room who were still in the middle of the meeting, as intense and comical as a clown show.

"Friends ......"

Yan Yan's demeanor was solemn, as if he had made some kind of decision, and strode forward.

In Xu Lang's room, he was already lying on the bed with a cold towel on his head, and Zhang Qingyu was boiling Chinese medicine porridge in the kitchen, although these may not be of much help to Xu Lang, but there is no other way at this time.

Not long after, Zhang Qingyu came to Xu Lang's bedside with a bowl of hot porridge, helped him up and leaned on the bed, carefully blew each spoonful, and gently handed it to Xu Lang's mouth.

Xu Lang's eyes were a little painful, he had almost no ability to act now, and he wanted to refuse, but tomorrow's tasks were coming one after another, and he needed Zhang Qingyu's care.

However, none of this should be undertaken by Zhang Qingyu, she also has to participate in tomorrow's mission.

Xu Lang has been persuading Zhang Qingyu not to bother so much along the way, but this stubborn girl has not listened, she has been doing everything she can.

Looking at the blood-tonifying porridge in front of him that had been cooled by Zhang Qingyu, Xu Lang felt a little bitter in his heart, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhang Qingyu looked at Xu Lang with a firm look in her eyes, without a trace of complaint, she just kept holding the spoon, she could feel Xu Lang's struggle, but if she couldn't stay by Xu Lang's side at this time, he wouldn't be able to carry out tomorrow's task at all.

She just didn't want Xu Lang to die......

At least, he won't be allowed to die before him.

In the room, the atmosphere was delicate, the two of them were in such a stalemate, Xu Lang was finally melted by Zhang Qingyu's firm eyes, and swallowed the spoonful of Chinese medicine porridge completely.

It's a little bitter, but it's slightly sweet.

Seeing that Xu Lang was finally willing to eat, Zhang Qingyu was a little excited, and then fed Xu Lang spoonful by spoonful.

A small bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, and Zhang Qingyu was about to get up to serve a bowl, but Xu Lang held down his arm.

She looked back at Xu Lang in surprise, Xu Lang didn't know why there was a trace of strange emotions in his heart, and the ghost made a god and said: "We may also be considered to be happy and bitter." ”

Zhang Qingyu didn't understand what he meant for a while, and immediately looked at the leftover soup in the bowl, and couldn't help but show a very pure smile.

Xu Lang has never seen a girl smile so beautifully, it is like a breeze blowing through his heart, everything has been forgotten, only coolness and comfort remain.

"I don't have to go, I'm much better."

"But your body ......"

Xu Lang smiled and said: "After eating, I feel that my body has a lot of strength now, I lie on the bed for a while longer, and it should be no problem to recover my mobility." ”

Zhang Qingyu was a little uneasy: "I'd better stay with you, even if you recover your mobility in this state, it's not convenient to do things." ”

Xu Lang was about to speak, when he heard a knock at the door.

Xu Lang struggled to get up and open the door, Zhang Qingyu hurriedly held him down, "Look, there are not many things today, there will definitely be many people coming to you, I'm not here, it's a problem for you to even open the door." ”

"You just try not to move, I'll take care of this for you."

Xu Lang looked at Zhang Qingyu in a daze, no one would willingly pay for each other, Zhang Qingyu is such a beautiful girl, but in this hell, he Xu Lang himself can't be alone, how dare he accept it......

Zhang Qingyu didn't say anything more, otherwise it would add more burden to Xu Lang, she understood that some things were fruitless in this place.

But she just wants to do something for Xu Lang, she is not very capable and has no ability, as long as she can help Xu Lang a little bit, she will be satisfied.

Zhang Qingyu took a deep breath and opened the door.

In front of the door was Yan Yan with a solemn expression, and when he saw that it was Zhang Qingyu who opened the door, he looked a little surprised, but he didn't say anything and walked directly into the room.

At a glance, I saw Xu Lang, who was leaning on the bed, a little weak.

He frowned and said, "How can this be? ”

Xu Lang smiled palely: "Yes, how can this be, I really guessed it, this mission is still me." ”

Yan Yan sighed and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but was stopped by Zhang Qingyu: "Brother Xu is not in good health, so don't smoke." ”

Looking at Zhang Qingyu, who had a serious face, changed from her previous soft and weak appearance, Yan Yan obediently put the cigarette back and looked at Xu Lang with some suspicion.

And Xu Lang shook his head, looking a little distressed.

Yan Yan didn't continue on this topic, and said to Xu Lang: "I came this time to ask for your help!" Please promise me! ”

Zhang Qingyu saw that they were going to talk about business, so she packed up the dishes very familiarly and went to the kitchen.

After Xu Lang saw her leave, he asked, "Let's talk about it." ”

Yan Yan's eyes were a little low, revealing unprecedented solemnity: "I want to ask you to help Mo Ye survive in the next mission." ”

Then it was repeated: "Let him survive no matter what!" ”

Xu Lang was very surprised, he didn't expect Yan Yan to say this, Xu Lang thought that he wanted to let himself help kill Hu Zhen, but it was to save people?

He looked at Yan Yan carefully again, and his eyes revealed incredibleness.

When Yan Yan saw this, he wanted to take out a cigarette, but the hand that reached into his arms took it out again, sighed and said, "Mo Ye...... Saved my life! ”

"At that time, I deduced that my life failed, and it was Mo Ye who ran out instead of me to attract the pursuit of evil spirits, so that I could get my life back by luck. Although he survived, he was also severely injured. ”

"At the beginning, we were the same group of newspaper employees, but now only I am left, and Mo Ye still has any filial piety."

"I don't want him to die......"

Xu Lang nodded, but shook his head again: "I can't guarantee that he will survive, and you can also see my current situation, I can only say that I will do my best!" ”

Yan Yan's eyes lit up, he had never been so out of shape in his impression, leaned forward, grabbed Xu Lang's hand and asked, "Is this true?" ”

Xu Lang wanted to pull his hand out, but he couldn't do it after one or two attempts, so he had to let him hold it, and said with a wry smile: "When did I tell you a lie." ”