"Brother Gu, it turns out that the captain can laugh at her..."

It wasn't until Chang Qi left the ward that Meng Feibai woke up from a big dream and looked at Gurhan, who also looked surprised.

Gurhan glanced at the door with a strange expression, and said in a low voice:

"To tell you the truth, I've been in the team for five years, and this is the second time I've seen the captain smile."

Meng Feibai's heart suddenly rose when he heard the gossip, and he began to whisper with Gu Erhan about the mysterious Chang Qi.

What neither of them noticed was that their originally anxious mood instantly calmed down with Chang Qi's fluttering words.

"What? The captain is older than Minister Qi? ”

Meng Feibai stared at a pair of curious eyes, staring at the mysterious Gurhan and asked.

"Shh

Gulhan hurriedly made a gesture of silence, looked nervously left and right for a while, and then lowered his voice again and said:

"I don't know if you have been in the team for a short time, usually in private, she calls Qi Xiangmin, the old man Xiao Qi, and I heard Mingyue say that the captain has been like this since she can remember, Mingyue is 26 years old this year, and the captain only looks a little haggard because he was seriously injured five years ago, but he doesn't look old at all, and he looks like Mingyue's sister."

it... Tianshan Tong Grandma?

Meng Feibai couldn't help but think of a classic image from a martial arts novel in his previous life.

At this time, Gulhan suddenly sighed and said softly:

"If it hadn't been hit hard five years ago, the captain's strength would have been much more than that, and he wouldn't have been the head of the Kyoto branch now. You must know that at that time, her senior brother had not yet broken through the eighth-level mark, and the strongest person in the world was the captain. ”

"You're saying that the only eighth-level master among the Purifiers right now is the captain's senior brother? Wouldn't the captain's master be able to fly away? ”

Faced with Meng Feibai's question, Gurhan paused for a moment, and then his face gradually darkened, and he admonished with a serious face:

"In the future, don't mention the captain's master in front of others, especially in front of the captain and her senior brother."

Seeing this, Meng Feibai couldn't help but gasp.

"Could it be..."

Gulhan nodded heavily.

"It is said that the person who killed the captain's master is the only ninth-level infected."

"it."

Meng Feibai exclaimed.

"There really are ninth-level infected."

Hearing this, Gurhan glanced at Meng Feibai like a fool.

"Of course, if it weren't for the fear of that person, the World Committee would have ordered a global screening of infected people, which is why the World Committee has been restrained in the face of infected people for so many years."

"Sleep... trough..."

Meng Feibai sighed again, and felt Alexander in his heart.

And Gurhan didn't have the heart to continue gossiping with him, and after the two looked at each other in silence, they sighed in unison.

......

Eight o'clock in the evening.

On the top floor of a skyscraper in Jiangdu, Blue Star jumped off the helicopter in mid-air, landed steadily on the ground, and looked up to see the helicopter disappear into the night.

He tightened his backpack, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and easily pushed open the fire gate on the top floor.

Ten minutes later, his figure stopped in front of two closed doors.

After subconsciously taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

After hearing the sound coming from inside the house, Bluestar gently pushed the door open.

The first thing that catches the eye is a brightly lit living room, with huge oil paintings on the walls and precious carpets on the floor, all hinting at the luxury of the owner.

But the thick smell of blood in the air spoiled the graceful and luxurious atmosphere in the room.

Lan Xing glanced at the bodies of the two girls lying on the sofa bed expressionlessly, bowed deeply to the figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him, and said in a deep voice:

"Master, I'm back."

Aomine, dressed in a tuxedo, slowly shook the red wine glass in his hand, took a deep breath of the cigar in his hand, and observed the blue star behind him through the floor-to-ceiling window with great interest.

"Got something back?"

Qingfeng's flirtatious tone made Lan Xing frown unconsciously, and he got up, the expression on his face had returned to the same as before.

"Thank you for your concern, I brought Duoduo back safely."

After speaking, he pondered for a moment, and then asked uncertainly:

"Master, do you really have a way to revive him?"

Aomine chuckled and turned around when he heard this, sniffing the red wine in his glass while looking up and down at Lan Xing, who was anxious.

"It's just a chance, don't get your hopes up."

He raised his glass and took a sip elegantly, the bright red liquid staining his lips a bewitching red, and setting off his fair face even more eeriely.

"It just so happens that I just found two nice prey today, you can pick one."

As he spoke, he casually pointed to the two well-proportioned and beautiful girls on the sofa.

When Lan Xing heard this, he didn't look at the two ingredients on the sofa that he couldn't think of not long ago, but looked at Qingfeng with an anxious face, and said in a sincere tone:

"Even if there is only one percent hope, I am willing to try."

"Oh? Is it? ”

An imperceptible hint of anger flashed in Aomine's eyes.

"The price is very high, and it may make you lose your hard-won strength, but even then are you still willing?"

"I'm willing, even if I only have five minutes left to live after rescuing him."

Lan Xing replied without thinking.

"Smack!"

was woken up by the shattered sound Lan Xing, he glanced at the red wine that flowed all over the place, and then at Qingfeng, who had a bad look, and knew that he had lost his words, so he hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said sincerely:

"Lanxing has no father and mother since I was a child, and the master gave me two lives, which is like a rebirth of parents to me, and I will never forget this kindness in my life."

Hearing this, Qingfeng's expression eased slightly.

"But I have to save Duoduo's life, if I don't save him in the end or I haven't died after saving him, then my life is your master, even if you let me go to the Apocalypse Round Table alone, I won't frown."

Lan Xing finished speaking in a hurry, and didn't hear a response after a while, so he mustered up the courage to raise his head and found that Qingfeng was looking at him with a blue face.

"Your life is mine now."

Aomine's emotionless voice made Lan Xing tremble, and he lowered his head again, his eyes full of determination.

"Of course you can kill me now, and I won't complain. But I believe that the reason why you saved me twice, master, is not to kill me now..."

Bluestar's voice stopped abruptly as he felt a shadow envelop him, and at the same time, a piercing chill welled up in his heart.

"You, you're threatening me?"

Aomine looked at Blue Star condescendingly, his eyes cold like two bayonets.

Lan Xing didn't speak, but fell to his knees with a thud, and lay at Aomine's feet, pressing his forehead against Aomine's spotlessly polished toe of shoes.

"As long as I revive him, you will receive my unreserved loyalty."

Deathly silence.

Lan Xing endured the biting chill and spoke again in a trembling voice:

"I just want to save my brother, and if you have a brother, you can understand me."

In the next second, his figure soared into the air.

In mid-air, Blue Star hurriedly transferred the backpack behind him to his chest, and then his body sank into the wall.

"Wow."

He squirted a mouthful of blood onto his backpack, feeling cracks in his bones.

"Go to Shudu and find President Jia of the Jishi Society, he may have a way."

Blue Star suddenly raised his head and found that there was no trace of Aomine in the room.

"Thank you host!"

He clutched the backpack in his arms and shouted into the empty room. Two lines of hot tears ran down his cheeks and dripped onto the bloodstained backpack.