Fang Yabo forced himself not to think about it, but every time he couldn't control it.

Tired, really tired.

Career and family, the pressure of both parties is on his shoulders, even if he is a man, he is a little unbearable.

There were bursts of pain in his head, and the pain was so painful that Fang Yabo couldn't help but snort.

As a last resort, Fang Yabo supported his face with his left hand and propped his elbow on the handle of the wheelchair to alleviate his headache.

Without waiting for Fang Yabo to come to his senses, Bai Qing, who had been guarding outside, suddenly opened the door, and he didn't have time to report, so he yelled directly.

"Captain, sister-in-law, they have news!"

When Fang Yabo heard this, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

There was a glint in those ink eyes.

*

In a ruined factory on a hillside.

Moran Ember lay dying on the ground. Chu Jiangmo, who was sitting next to Mo Lanyan, leaned against the wall weakly, his face was too pale.

And Ming Qianchun had already fainted in the corner and had been in a coma for a long time.

Ling Zhi, who was wearing a black coat, sat lazily in front of Moran Ash, although he hadn't taken care of his stubble for a few days, it didn't affect Ling Zhi's own charm.

It's just that compared with the previous image of Xiao Xianrou, Ling Zhi with more beard has a more stylish male meaning in it, and the mature charm on his body is enough to attract many little girls.

Ling Zhi didn't look up at Mo Lan Ash, he knew that Mo Lan Ash and Chu Jiangmo were still gasping for breath and couldn't die.

"You two are really unexpected, and you are still conscious."

Ling Zhi was genuinely amazed by what he said.

It's been six days, and every day of the six days, he only arranges some porridge for the three of them to eat.

And he loves nothing more than to see them in pain.

So whenever night comes, he always does something exciting.

For example, having people play the sound of gongs and drums in their ears so that they don't get a break.

Day and night, their spirits are constantly suffering.

Over time, their spirits are naturally extremely poor.

And Mo Lanyan and Chu Jiangmo can still maintain a sober sanity until now, which really impresses him.

After all, Moran Ember is just a woman, and Chu Jiangmo is just a little kid who has not undergone much training.

Hearing Ling Zhi's words, Moran Ember narrowed his eyes and tried to look up at Ling Zhi.

Although Moran Ember was constantly panting, he couldn't help but laugh.

This chuckle made Ling Zhi raise his brows.

"What, you haven't had enough of the bitterness?" Ling Zhi replied nonchalantly.

"I'm laughing at you, laughing at your pitiful." Although Moran Ember is exhausted to the extreme, she always has a temperament that does not admit defeat. This made Ling Zhi appreciate it very much.

Ling Zhi had no doubt that if he didn't have someone he liked, he might be interested in her and even pursue her.

Although he admires her, it doesn't mean that he can allow her to say anything.

"Laugh at me for being pitiful?"

Ling Zhi paused for a second to play with his fingers, then raised his head to look at Moran Ember with a wicked smile on his face, "Moran Ember, it's you the poor person now, right?" ”

"Do you have the qualifications now?"

"Eligibility?"

As soon as Ling Zhi's words fell, Mo Lanyan directly mocked back.

"Ling Zhi, if you had the ability, you would have shot me a long time ago, why bother to keep us until now." Moran Ember gasped for a few breaths, took a full breath, and responded to Ling Zhi with a smile.