Qin Zhan had always been too lazy to care about intrigues, so taking over the Qin family only added more troubles and shackles to him.
Qin Feng didn't understand why Qin Zhan wanted to come back to fight for something he clearly disdained and didn't want to take a look at.
Regarding this answer, Qin Zhan did not hesitate to give him the answer, "From the time you bribed the killer to plot against Song Ye, you should have expected that today would happen. Qin Feng, tell your mother when she will decide to give the killer's information Give it to me, and I will let you go at any time. Otherwise, I will destroy the Qin family and let your mother and son live on the street, and you will not be able to touch this position. "
This was the first time Qin Zhan had spoken so much to his half-brother. The two stood very close to each other. Qin Feng could even feel the piercing chill on the other person's body when he spoke. He suddenly felt his scalp tingling. Damn, I didn't dare to look directly into those eyes, so I looked away in panic.
Song Ye, he actually still remembers that thing pretending to be a man but not a woman!
And for her sake, he would break his wings and withdraw from the battlefield, returning to the Qin family to deal with them.
In the dark night, the lights in the city were bright. Standing by the window of the small building, Qin Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at the airplane model in his hand. He remembered that when he brought Song Ye in for the first time, he praised him for his talent.
At that time, he was lying on the bed, looking at the girl's bright eyes in the summer sunshine, and his heart seemed to be gently wrapped by thousands of feathers, sinking deeply into it and unable to extricate himself.
"Xiaoye..." He caressed the model and murmured to himself. Only at this time did his increasingly cold face show a trace of warmth. Only in the dead of night did he dare to call her name.
Even if everyone confirmed Song Ye's death, he would not believe it.
He didn't believe she could die so easily.
"Ah sneeze..." Song Ye, who was far away in a foreign land, sat on the window sill and rubbed his nose. He found that his hands and feet were cold after blowing in the night wind for too long, so he got up and went back to the bed to lie down.
She was covered with quilt, staring at the ceiling blankly, murmuring a name repeatedly, "Song Ye... Song Ye..."
Since waking up, she has never had a dream again, and the voice calling her in that dream has disappeared. It had been too long, and people around her called her Number Zero. She was afraid that she would forget who she was in this kind of mechanical training, so she always had to use this method to remind herself.
She is not number zero, her name is Song Ye.
Early the next morning, she got up and washed up as usual, then walked out of the room wearing a monotonous white cotton skirt, and set off to the basement according to her usual route.
When he turned a fork in the road, he was hit head-on.
"Ah..." The girl's clear cry made Song Ye subconsciously reach out his hand to help her. The child's wrist was very slender and as thin as skin and bones.
"Are you okay?" Song Ye pulled her to stand still, and then his eyes saw the girl's extremely thin and prominent eyes.
It's big, like a lantern, and doesn't match the thin face.
"Thank you, I'm fine." The girl whispered her thanks to Song Ye, then squatted down to pick up the glass fragments on the ground, and her fingers were soon cut.
"Don't move, I'll find someone to handle it," Song Ye said, reaching out to pull the person up.
But just when her hand was about to touch the girl, the girl who had her head lowered on the ground suddenly picked up a piece of glass and quickly moved towards Song Ye's wrist. The other party was very fast, even if it was Song Ye. Ye dodged in time, and there was a shallow wound on his wrist.
"Haha, luckily I met you. It's great. It seems I don't have to die for today's mission." When the girl saw the blood on the glass, her eyes suddenly widened a bit, and she smiled like an excited child.
Song Ye frowned and looked at the wound on his wrist, finally knowing that the training mission had been upgraded, from being an irrational weirdo in the basement to dealing with rational ordinary people.
This kind of training method that destroys human nature while increasing the risk factor still adopts the principle of survival of the fittest.
As soon as the girl succeeded, she thought Song Ye was easy to deal with, and hurriedly continued to attack her, her eyes full of hatred and jealousy, "No. 0, why are you No. 0? And why are we test subjects? Because your surgery was good, you can survive? I don’t accept it, you don’t deserve to be size zero, I am size zero.”
The girl's moves were sharp and murderous, and they were deadly and ruthless. Unfortunately, she still failed to survive twenty moves under Song Ye who was in a defensive state.
The glass fragments were knocked down, and the girl's slender neck was held high in Song Ye's palm.
Tears suddenly fell from the girl's big eyes. Her fingertips tried feebly to pull Song Ye's hand away, and she cried out hoarsely, "You cold-blooded machine, you don't deserve to live at all. Kill me." My brothers and sisters are coming to kill me again, and I won’t let you go even if I die.”
The girl's tears fell on the back of Song Ye's hand, and the hot temperature that was different from blood made her frown in discomfort, "I don't know your brother or sister." It was also the first day she met the girl, and again Not to mention killing her family.
"Haha, where do you think there are so many monsters for you to practice with? Apart from failed experiments like us, where are the people in this base for you to kill? I'm just glad that I didn't die so embarrassed. At least I can still remember it. Live like an enemy. In the next life, I will make you pay with blood." The girl cried, almost breaking a mouthful of silver teeth, and the hatred in her eyes was like a sharp knife piercing Song Ye.
Until this moment, Song Ye didn't know that those weird people who had lost their minds and were locked up in the barbed wire fence were people from the base. Because they failed the assessment and lost their use value, they were transformed into rampaging monsters for training.
The girl was right, her brother and sister might have really died in her hands.
Maybe the girl said so much just to make excuses to survive, and wanted to distract Song Ye.
But inevitably, the word "family love" plunged into her heart like a hot brand, and she was slightly absent-minded.
It seemed like someone important was waiting for her, but she couldn't remember it.
At this moment of loss of consciousness, the girl's tears were still rolling, but her eyes were filled with gurgling. The glass shard on her fingertips suddenly lifted up and stabbed towards Song Ye's eyeballs.
The latter was startled. The sharp edges in his sight were approaching. At this moment, a cold wind suddenly passed through his side. While Song Ye broke the girl's neck, a silver needle shot into the girl's temple. Leaves a little blush on the skin.
Seeing the girl lying softly on the ground, making no sound, Song Ye's eyebrows moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.