Hong Xun longed to see the world in books and experience those beautiful stories in person, but he knew very well that this was impossible. The stories in books were just a refuge, allowing him to escape from reality temporarily. He could not hide in them forever, as people always had to face these things.
Hong Jian hates reality, he hates everything about it, because there is no logic in it, and bad surprises can happen at any minute or every second, just like what he has encountered recently.
Thinking of this, Hong Shun felt a pang of pain in his heart. This was no longer a matter of logic or illogicality. If he were a character in a story, he felt that the author must have some opinion about him and was playing tricks on him endlessly.
I thought it was a public trip, but it suddenly turned into a dangerous job. If I am not careful, I might lose my life. I finally met a compatible person of the opposite sex, but she seemed to be approaching me on purpose. Now, I just came to get something, and then I met the enemy and was forced to the brink of life and death.
It’s so tragic when you think about it.
Hong Xun was also thinking, since life is so illogical, will a ** drop from the sky and save his life in the next second
Hong Shun had no idea, because the severe pain interrupted his wandering thoughts, and he leaned back and knocked over the wooden cabinet. Fortunately, he did not fall down and quickly stabilized his body with the help of his folding knife.
This was a very unfavorable start for Red Falcon. The enemy took the lead in occupying the advantageous terrain, shot and injured himself, and the enemy himself was much stronger than himself.
Hong Jian spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the enemy in front of him with an unhappy expression.
"Are you waiting for them to rescue you? This location is very remote, and the sound of gunfire will be drowned out by the sound of the sea breeze and the roar of the machines."
The man loosened his collar. Both of them had just run out of bullets, and at this close range there was no time to reload.
"Irene is very smart. She chose this remote room. Even if she kills someone here, no one will notice. But correspondingly, no one will notice if she dies here either."
Damn Erin.
Hearing this, Hong Xun cursed in his heart again.
"One should not expect too much from others, let alone from a madman."
Hong Jian rubbed his chin. He had just been punched there, and his teeth bit his tongue. His voice sounded a little strange. "You are different from those dead guys... Oh, so they are your 'praying mantis', and you are the real 'yellow bird'."
During this short battle, Hong Shun barely guessed these things through the man's words.
"Almost. If they could have dealt with Irene, I wouldn't have shown up. Unfortunately, they failed," the man replied.
"Backup plan?" asked Red Falcon.
"Not really. To be more precise, we are supervisors. We can't let a monster like that out of our sight."
It was strange that the man in front of him was also concerned about the threat of the secret blood. He had been monitoring those guys in secret to prevent them from being completely devoured by the power of the secret blood.
"Is this an experiment?"
Red Falcon continued what the man said.
"Um."
The man nodded silently, and Kestrel gasped for air.