Chapter 16: A Reason Not to Kill

What are the consequences of being a master of mental attack? Needless to say, the people on this plane should also know that if she directly attacked the pilot of this plane, this plane would be waiting for it to crash.

But this is only a possibility, and it is still difficult to do, unless it is a master of spiritual power among human beings.

Demon clan, I still don't believe in how powerful it is, about the existence of a master of spiritual power, at least the blow given to me just now is nothing, it just aroused my vigilance.

As soon as my words fell, the helicopter began to accelerate abruptly, and it was raised, and I was dizzy on the rope ladder.

But this is also a way, all of a sudden the distance is widened, and it will be much safer, whether it is a human or a demon's spiritual attack, it will weaken with the distance.

In the quiet night sky, the sound of the helicopter oars was very harsh, I grabbed the rope ladder with one hand, and fixed the weight with one hand, and finally stepped on the ladder of the rope ladder with my fallen foot, which made me breathe a little relieved, looking back, the building of the Huo Nie family was already far below thirty meters away.

However, in this dark night, I could still see the broken window, and the burning color of the Spirit Devouring Flame made it extremely conspicuous, but without the support of my soul power, the Spirit Devouring Flame also weakened.

By this light I saw two figures standing at the window, one tall and the other small and slender.

The tall one is naturally Hu Yanli, and the short one must be the one who launched a mental attack on me, and I know that it is a woman by looking at the body type.

"Are you going to hang there all the time? Friend! I don't think that's comfortable. At this moment, a voice interrupted my musings, and as soon as I looked up, it was the long-winded foreigner who had another head stuck out to look at me.

"Come up right away." Then I remembered that I was still hanging under the helicopter, and it was really uncomfortable, that is, the wind blowing at high altitude made it difficult for people to breathe.

I looked up, and an indifferent woman was standing at the door of the helicopter, looking at me with her hands on her chest, looking at her appearance, I could only judge that she did not have a fear of heights, and she did not have the consciousness to help.

I carried Chen Zhong and wanted to climb up, it was a very laborious thing, seeing my eyes fall on her, the woman just looked at me again, and walked into the cabin, I wanted to explode, but I didn't even know who the other party was, how could I be offended now? Just as I was trying to climb up on my own, at the door of the cabin, two strong men appeared, and with their help, I was finally pulled up.

"Thank you." I gasped and said, I really didn't expect that I would escape in this way, it wasn't for nothing, I had 'taken my former brother hostage'.

Thinking of this, I laughed self-deprecatingly, put Chen Zhong on the ground, and then leaned against the cabin to gasp.

And Chen Zhong closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking?

On the contrary, the two strong men thanked me politely, and went to the rear position.

I finally calmed down at this time, and looked at this helicopter, which is not a large helicopter, but it is not a small helicopter for civilian use, it should be a medium-sized helicopter with a certain loading capacity, strictly speaking, it belongs to military equipment, if it is an ordinary person, even if it is rich, it cannot get such equipment, it must have a certain amount of power and connections, right?

I am even more curious about which side of the helicopter belongs to, and within the scope of my gaze, a little behind the cabin, there are six men sitting oppositely, all wearing camouflage uniforms, at first glance they are not the kind of rookies who have no actual combat experience, full of iron and blood fortitude, but they are real Chinese people, not foreigners.

As for the front, in addition to the driver's and passenger seats, there was a row of seats, and the indifferent woman had already done it, and it seemed that she didn't plan to talk to me either.

It was the foreign buddy who had been rambling before, who took the trouble to turn over from the front and walked towards me, and then the pilot complained, but in the noisy environment of the helicopter, I couldn't hear what the specific complaint was.

By this time, the door to the cabin had been closed, and in the thick of the night, I didn't know where the helicopter was going. But the foreign buddy walked up to me and looked at me with great interest.

I also looked at him with interest, blond hair and blue eyes, a typical Westerner, as for whether he was handsome or not, I couldn't appreciate it, in my eyes, in fact, it was difficult to distinguish their looks.

He threw me a headset, presumably a dedicated helicopter conversation headset, and motioned for me to put it on.

It just so happens that I am also full of questions, and I am trying to find someone to communicate, obviously without professional tools, this idea is more unrealistic, I can't shout here, and I can't hear others clearly.

"Okay, now we can talk. They're wearing headphones too, and oh I mean, the content of our conversation is obviously not that classified. "The buddy spoke, speaking Chinese well, although with an accent, but it definitely did not affect the conversation.

"I don't have anything to keep secret." As I spoke, I stretched out my hand: "Hello, Ye Zhengling." ”

In every sense of the word, they saved me, and being polite is a must, even if the woman is a little cold, but I don't get angry about it.

"Hey, of course I know you're Ye Zhengling. You can call me Darren, I'm British. He shook my hand and was very friendly, but then he glanced at Chen Zhong and said to me seriously: "This guy is simply demonic, why do you want to take him?" The witcher's instincts tell me that he is dangerous. ”

As he spoke, Darren reached out and wanted to grab Chen Chong, probably to check Chen Chong's condition, right?

I subconsciously grabbed Darren's hand, he looked at me in surprise, I was a little sorry, and said, "I'm sorry, there are some special situations between me and him, and it's hard to explain." But if I hadn't escaped with him this time, my adventure would have been meaningless. ”

"Special?" Darren is a cheerful person, he didn't mind my overreaction, but noticed the other points in the words, and then looked at me with an ambiguous gaze, and then slapped his head exaggeratedly, and said: "I really can't see it, no wonder you are desperate to save him." Rest assured, I am open and touched by you. The only thing is that he is demonic, not human. ”

As he spoke, Darren's face became serious, and I wanted to cry without tears, but I had to explain: "He's not a demon, he's a demon!" But before he became a demon, we were good friends who grew up together. ”

"It's incredible." A simple sentence contains a lot of information, if you think about it carefully, it's really incredible, growing up with a demon, and being a good friend?

At this time, the greetings that should have been there were almost over, and I was just about to ask Darren what their strength was, when the indifferent woman in front of me spoke: "Darren, you'd better sit down and talk less nonsense." The plane is not a place to talk, in fact, there are a lot of troublesome things, and I don't want to listen to your nonsense there. ”

Darren seemed to be afraid of the indifferent woman, smiled apologetically at me, exaggeratedly, and quietly gestured his fist at the woman's back, and then left, and before leaving, he did not forget to say to me: "It's nice to meet you, although I have heard your name before." Remember me, Darren the Witcher, from England. ”

I smiled at him in a friendly way, and I couldn't figure out the specific difference between the Western demon hunters and the Chinese demon hunters. And what are their means?

Without Darren's enthusiastic nonsense, there was silence on the plane again, Chen Zhong was at my feet, still silent, I also had a headache, I took him out, the purpose was naturally to know some inside information I wanted to know, but what about after that? What should I do with him?

Kill him? I frowned in pain.

Let him go? I also hesitated, after all, Chen Chong's identity is gluttony, and if I do this, it will obviously bury a lot of trouble in the future.

Some of my memories are still when Nie Yan was when his parents died, and he practiced in the small Taoist world, almost without much cause and effect concern with the red world, and the only heaviest thing in life was the beggar, including the bowls, so he could act all his life and obey his heart, and he could be chic and wild.

And in this life, it seems that all the cause and effect fall on the identity of Ye Zhengling, who grew up in a densely populated factory and mining area since he was a child, and feels that he has grown all the way, and he has been constantly entangled in all the cause and effect all the way, where can he act like Nie Yan? Too many worries, too many concerns, and where is the road? What is the right way to go?

I fell into my own sorrow, and at this time, Chen Chong, who had been silent, suddenly writhed a few times and touched my feet a few times.

I quietly took off my headphones and looked at him, looking at him who was crippled by my own hands, I don't know how to feel in my heart, I couldn't imagine such a thing before.

But Chen Zhong motioned to me with his eyes and helped him up.

I don't know what he's going to do, but I'm doing what he says, because here, I'm not worried about what he's going to make.

I held him next to me, and in this way, he could just speak in my ear: "Ye Zhengling, are you very worried about how to deal with me?" It's like I'm worried about how to deal with Zhou Zheng? When he loses his usefulness, should I let him go? Or should I kill him? ”

When he mentioned Lao Zhou, my look became a little ugly, and a big purpose of taking him away was that I couldn't give up Lao Zhou's life.

"Yes, and then what? What are your thoughts? "At this point, I have to talk to him, or negotiate, there is no choice.

"We should make a deal at this extraordinary moment, don't you think?" Chen Zhong whispered in my ear that there was still a trace of pain in his voice because of the fracture.

I turned my head to look at him, what was I thinking in the dim cabin, I couldn't see through the depths of his eyes? I smiled wryly, knowing that I could only say yes, and that I needed a reason.

A reason not to kill him.