Chapter Twenty-Eight: Hello, Xiao Su

Su Wenxing crawled along the tunnel, his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

In the tunnels, the air is thin and uncomfortable. He crawled with great difficulty, and finally crawled to the exit.

Lying on the ground, Su Wenxing gasped heavily, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

He lay motionless on his stomach, and after a moment he felt a little refreshed, and then he struggled to remove the partition at the entrance of the tunnel and push away the wooden plank that was pressed against the entrance of the cave. Above is the cellar hidden in the stables, and I remember that the little gold seems to have hidden some food in it. He had to eat something, or he wouldn't have any strength at all.

In the cellar, it's dark.

Su Wenxing came out of the tunnel and found the oil lamp with his memory.

Use matches to light the oil lamp, the dim light, people can't help but have a sense of security.

He put the oil lamp away, turned to go to the corner to find something to eat, and suddenly stopped again.

"Don't move!"

A deep, familiar voice rang in my ears.

A person walked out of the shadows, carrying a box cannon in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Su Wenxing.

"Long time no see, Xiao Su!"

"Shunyo!"

Su Wenxing's body suddenly stiffened.

He closed his eyes, sighed, and said softly: "I didn't expect it to be planted in your hands." ”

Zhang Shunyu smiled, walked over, and said, "I didn't expect it, you sick seedling is quite powerful." ”

"Brother Shunyo is too famous."

Bang!

Zhang Shunyo's gun smashed the back of Su Wenxing's neck, and Su Wenxing fell to the ground with a stumble.

He turned over, looked at Zhang Shunyo and smiled.

"Laughing at what?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I never thought that the honest Brother Shunyo was actually someone outside Zhang Yuan...... I admit it! What will happen to me if Brother Shunyo interrupts now? Do you want to kill me now, or give me to Zhang Yuanwai? ”

Su Wenxing said, slowly getting up from the ground.

As soon as he stood up straight, Zhang Shun slipped forward and kicked him to the ground.

"Brother Shunyo, you have good skills."

Su Wenxing supported his body with both hands, half-lying on the ground, and slowly raised his head.

He was still laughing, spitting and coughing violently.

"Who the hell are you?

What is Zhang Baoxin's purpose in entering the city this time? Who is he looking for? ”

Zhang Shunyu slowly squatted down, put the muzzle of the gun on Su Wenxing's head and said, "Tell me honestly, otherwise you will have bitter fruit to eat." ”

Su Wenxing coughed for a while, and finally eased up.

"Why, Brother Shunyo doesn't know? It seems that Zhang Baoxin doesn't seem to believe in you too much. ”

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Shunyu smashed a shot in Su Wenxing's face, smashing Su Wenxing's face covered in blood.

"I'm asking you, give me an honest answer."

"Actually......"

Su Wenxing's face was covered in blood, and he looked a little hideous.

He looked up, and suddenly there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Zhang Shunyu saw it clearly, his heart suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly turned his head to look.

Behind him, it was empty, and there was not even a ghost shadow...... He immediately realized that something was wrong, but he was afraid that he had been fooled.

Subconsciously, Zhang Shunyu wanted to shoot.

However, a large hand grabbed his wrist and shoved a finger into the trigger.

Su Wenxing rushed forward and threw Zhang Shun to the ground in an instant. Zhang Shunyo's eyes widened and he pulled the trigger several times in a row. But because Su Wenxing put a finger in the trigger, he couldn't shoot.

As soon as the wrist flipped, don't cut off Su Wenxing's finger.

But Su Wenxing didn't realize it, one arm pressed Zhang Shunyu tightly, and the other hand pulled out a bayonet. However, Zhang Shunyu's reaction was also very fast, and seeing this, he hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed Su Wenxing's hand and slammed it on the ground.

Bayonet, out of hand flew out.

Zhang Shun smiled evilly, and pressed Su Wenxing under him with a turnover.

If it was in Su Wenxing's heyday, Zhang Shunyu might be a dead man by now.

But now, Zhang Shunyu obviously had the advantage and grabbed Su Wenxing's neck with a hideous face.

"I'll be a donkey ball for you, and if you want to die so much, Lao Tzu will send you to the western sky."

The strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and Su Wenxing gradually felt difficult to breathe. He struggled desperately, trying to shake off Zhang Shunyo. It's just that he can only struggle in vain, and he feels that the strength in his body is getting smaller and smaller.

At this moment, at the entrance of the cellar, a man came in.

Zhang Shunyu's attention was on Su Wenxing at this time, and he didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

The man held an M1921 bayonet in his hand and came behind Zhang Shunyu.

Someone!

Zhang Shunyu felt that someone was approaching behind him, and hurriedly wanted to leave Su Wenxing.

However, the man's movements were very fast, and when he reached him, he covered Zhang Shunyu's mouth, and at the same time, the bayonet also circled in front of him, and the sharp edge of the knife cut Zhang Shunyu's throat without hindrance.

Blood gushed out, Zhang Shunyu's eyes widened, and he struggled desperately twice.

But the man clutched his mouth until Zhang Shun's body slipped limply and fell to the ground.

Plopping, she let go of her hand and sat down on the ground.

At this time, Su Wenxing was already showing signs of coma...... He struggled to keep his eyes open and saw the man's face clearly, and then smiled with relief. His mouth opened and he whispered, "Joe-girl......"

When the words 'Miss Qiao' came out, Su Wenxing couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.

The man crawled up to him and took him in his arms.

"Brother Xiao Su, Brother Xiao Su?"

However, Su Wenxing had already passed out and did not react at all.

She was a little scrambling, but quickly calmed down.

After putting Su Wenxing's body in place first, she quickly returned to the cellar entrance and gently covered the cellar shutter.

pushed Zhang Shunyu's body into the tunnel again, she hugged Su Wenxing's body and moved him into the tunnel step by step. Then, she picked up the oil lamp and went into the tunnel, covering the entrance to the tunnel.

The dim light, flickering and dimming, shone on her face.

Holding an oil lamp, she examined Su Wenxing's body and found wounds on his body.

Hurriedly untied Su Wenxing's shirt, she was about to check the wound, but she saw the bandage on Su Wenxing's chest. The bandage had been stained red with blood, and had come off the wound, revealing the shocking wound.

The wound was surrounded by bubbles as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

From the wound came a black, worrisome pus, very pungent.

When she saw the wound, she was stunned, and even forgot about the two gunshot wounds on Su Wenxing's body.

"Cow ghost virus?"

With a soft snort, she hurriedly picked up the M1921 bayonet, sterilized it on the fire, and cut open the wound.

The flesh in the wound has shown a tendency to decay and form bubbles one after another. Some of the bubbles have burst open, oozing foul-smelling pus; Some of the bubbles are intact, but they look scary.

She sat on the ground, looked at Su Wenxing, and was speechless for a long time.

Although Su Wenxing has been treated, he has also been using Yunnan Baiyao to inhibit the spread of the virus. However, the virus in him is not an ordinary virus, but a very terrible genetic virus......

And this genetic virus came from her hands.

She knows the horror of genetic viruses.

She even knew what Su Wenxing would face next if the virus was not lifted.

Sitting next to Su Wenxing, her face was cloudy.

There was a layer of gloom on that sweet face......

After a long time, she smiled bitterly.

From the satchel on his body, he took out an iron box. She opened the lid, and there was a syringe inside. Holding the syringe in her hand, she hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth, hugged Su Wenxing in her arms, and then plunged the syringe into the blood vessels of his neck, slowly pushed the needle, and watched the silvery-white halo in the needle, like mercury-like liquid, slowly advancing into Su Wenxing's blood vessels.

The liquid in the syringe is used up.

She pulled out the syringe and put it in the tin box.

At this moment, Su Wenxing's body twitched violently.

She hurriedly hugged Su Wenxing in her arms and held his body tightly. However, Su Wenxing's body twitched more and more, and he spat out a step from his mouth, and his face became even more pale as paper, bloodless.

"Brother Su, it's okay, it's okay...... You'll recover right away, don't worry, don't worry. ”

She sat on the ground and hugged Su Wenxing.

Gradually, Su Wenxing's body stopped twitching and became quiet.

She put Su Wenxing's head on her lap and leaned against the pit wall of the tunnel, as if relieved, and let out a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

She whispered, as if speaking to herself.