"Are you okay, Jan?"
The voice of s1 is still as mellow and elegant as before, as if he should be wearing a black tuxedo at the moment, standing dignifiedly and noblely on the most shining stage in the world and performing beautifully. But to Qi Yang's ears, he felt that it seemed to be the voice of the devil from purgatory.
Is he innocent
No, he was never innocent.
Qi Yang slowly closed his eyes, with a wry smile on his lips: "Okay. I have already said before I gave you the last experiment, I forgive you, and I have nothing to do with you before. You have to hate I, I can also understand that you have the ability to take revenge, this is your ability, your strength. S1, come and kill me seriously."
A foul-smelling wind blows from the direction of the beach, blowing Qi Yang's voice a little far away. He doesn't have the powerful self-healing ability of s1, or in other words, he can't even match the self-healing ability of ordinary evolutionaries. Even though his physical fitness was much stronger than before the end of the world, his lips were still pale under such a large amount of blood loss, and his whole body was tottering in the wind.
s1 didn't speak any more.
He just looked at Qi Yang quietly with his black eyes down.
He no longer pretended to be the innocent and harmless appearance just now, and shaped himself into a mutant beast who didn't understand anything. His ferocious and bloodthirsty gaze was like a knife that spat poison, ruthlessly scraping across Qi Yang's every face. an inch of skin.
But it didn't make the man's eyes open.
After a while, s1's thin lips curled up slightly, and he said with a sneer, "Since you already know, why bother to act like this on purpose." It was shocking: "Yang, open your eyes and look at me."
A deep sigh came out of his throat, Qi Yang smiled wryly and opened his eyes.
Even he himself didn't realize it, but in his eyes, there was a look of despair: this person was obviously pretending to be crazy and stupid as he thought, but when he really knew that the other party was so cold-blooded and ruthless, , the weird sadness in my heart emerged from every corner of my body little by little.
s1... Really hate.
Only by hating to the extreme can such a powerful creature be made to show such intentional torture.
His air blade is punishing himself physically.
But that deliberately pretending to be innocent made Qi Yang feel the pain of piercing his heart.
What kind of strong hatred can make such a creature pretend to be deceitful.
s1 lowered his eyes lightly, raised his narrow eyes upwards, but looked down at Qi Yang with his dark eyes, and said, "You gave me a total of 618 knives." After a pause, he suddenly curled his lips into a low smile: "I I forgot, and the knife that pierced the heart at the end was 619 knives."
After the great sadness died, Qi Yang laughed abnormally, and asked jokingly: "Do you need me to tell you the specific location of each knife? Also, which one was cut at what angle, where One is corroded with concentrated sulfuric acid, which one is ahh... "
On the third rib at the right waist, two wounds as deep as the bones suddenly appeared. Both the white coat and inner shirt of the coat were torn apart, revealing the severe ribs, and thick blood flowed down Qi Yang's waist and abdomen, dripping into the pool of blood, causing ripples.
S1 looked helplessly at Qi Yang in front of him with pity, and said in a distressed tone: "Yang, why did you deliberately make me angry?"
The blood surging up from the internal organs flowed down the corners of Qi Yang's mouth, just as he was about to speak sarcastically, he vomited out once because of the sudden surge of blood, and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.
s1 frowned slightly, and quickly returned to normal: "Yang, with your physical condition, you should not be able to bear the 619 dollars I received." His tone was very helpless, but also a little troubled: "It's only about 20 dollars. You're damned. What's the deal, Jan?"
It seems to be asking, this kind of teasing and sarcastic tone is so familiar that Qi Yang finds it ironic.
Such a confrontation, such a condescending attitude, such a person who once indifferently ignored the black mutant beast that was tortured and bruised... Could it be, isn't he the one he used to be
At that time, it seemed that I hated it in my heart.
Hate this disgusting mutant beast for killing three capable assistants, hate it for leaving a scar on his right wrist forever, hate its eyes that never know how to give up, and even look at humans with contempt and hatred.
And all of this, he really felt now.
Being looked at coldly by the other party seems to be looking at a piece of garbage that has no need to survive.
Every knife and every wound in the past eroded Qi Yang's resentment towards s1, and at the same time subtly intensified the hidden morbid pleasure. Even Qi Yang didn't dare to admit it. When he saw the other party suffering because of him, the grief of losing three disciples gradually dissipated a lot.
No matter how many times he hypnotized himself, it was this mutated beast that caused the human tragedy of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man, but Qi Yang laughed at himself faintly in his heart: Obviously you are too arrogant, It is obvious that you are too arrogant to cause this irreversible situation.
Could it be...
Shouldn't he hate that Qi Yang who is always arrogant and conceited
Transparent and cold tears fell from the corners of his eyes, not the kind of physical tears, this feeling of pain and sadness that Qi Yang has not felt for more than 20 years. He hasn't tasted such bitter tears for a long time, and it's been a long time since he really found out that what he used to do was always so blind and willful.
And all this, and finally a victim came to him for revenge.
The pale and blue corners of his lips gradually curled up, Qi Yang lifted his bloody face, and looked at the indifferent and cruel mutant beast with a faint smile. His gentle and delicate pupils contrasted with those dark and waveless pupils. Although he was smiling, it seemed uglier than crying.
"S1, kill me. I have countless ways to tell you how to scrape 619 knives on my body."
A low laugh came from his throat, there was no real fear on Qi Yang's face, he even looked at s1 with a look of anticipation and longing. A kind of resolute abandonment of fresh life, a kind of tired and sad state of long life, is fully exposed on that bleak face.
"you… "
S1 looked at the stranger in front of him in horror.
Such fragility and sadness made it impossible for him to combine with the cold-blooded and cruel human beings in his memory.
His fingers holding Qi Yang's left wrist trembled slightly, and the next second, for some reason, he suddenly took a step back and let go of Qi Yang's hand. Black shining hair fell down from his forehead, covering his full and fair forehead. He stared at Qi Yang like this in a daze, with an expression...a little overwhelmed by surprise.
Qi Yang smiled softly: "I lost this time, and I'll let you handle it. What kind of method do you like, s1? Do you like the one with more blood, or the one that hurts more? If you want to survive longer If it is longer, I can also tell you where to cut the knife, how hard to use, what angle, what kind... "
"Shut up!"
"Cough cough cough..."
The right arm suddenly pinched Qi Yang's neck tightly, and s1's long dark eyes widened. He strangled Qi Yang's fragile neck very hard. Every time he exerted force with his fingers, Qi Yang would cough for a while, and his pale face gradually turned a little flushed.
The broken part of the right wrist was still bleeding, and there was also black blood gurgling from the ribs. If his physical fitness hadn't improved too much, Qi Yang would have died long ago. But even so, he is not far from death now.
Oxygen deprivation caused his face to turn black and blue, but under such circumstances, he still smiled with difficulty, and looked at the man who was about to put himself to death with a strange look: "cough cough... s... s1…”
The slender and thin fingers trembled slightly, and s1 unconsciously loosened the fingers a little.
"Back then...cough...why...you..."
With a stern eyebrow, s1 asked in a hoarse voice: "Why?"
The smile became even more bitter, and Qi Yang pulled out a few words from his throat with difficulty: "Why...cough...why did you save me in the first place..."
This sentence seemed to be a pause button, making s1 startled, and the whole person was stunned on the spot. The thick black color in his deep pupils became deeper and deeper, but his hand holding Qi Yang's neck gradually loosened.
However, Qi Yang slowly closed his eyes, gradually stopping his body's reflexive struggling movements with some weakness. s1's deep eyes reflected Qi Yang's gradually peaceful expression, and suddenly a frightened and frightened expression appeared, and those pitch-black eyes turned into transparent and clear white in an instant.
"Yang!"
Immediately let go of that right hand, s1 panicked and hugged Qi Yang's falling body. His movements were extremely gentle, and there was a little water in his deep and beautiful eyes, as if he was afraid that this person would just disappear.
"Yang... what's wrong with you, who treated you like this? Who dares to treat you like this?" He gently hugged Qi Yang's skinny waist, shouting in a trembling voice. What answered him was Qi Yang's slightly surprised expression and the flash of understanding in his eyes.
He hugged this person into his arms. The strength of s1 is surprisingly strong, as if it wants to imprint the opponent in the body, and it seems that as long as you let go, you will lose this person forever. He kept muttering to himself: "Yang, Yang...you won't die, don't die, you won't die..."
He kept talking in Qi Yang's ear like this, and kept talking, it seemed that as long as he kept talking, he could really save the life of the person in his arms.
Qi Yang gradually felt that his eyelids were heavy, his body was so light that he seemed to have no strength, and his eyes turned black for a while, as long as he closed his eyes a little, he could fall asleep deeply and happily. But at this moment, there seemed to be a buzzing voice in his ear, making him unable to sleep.
very noisy.
Qi Yang's eyelids gradually closed, and through the eyelashes, he seemed to see many people standing in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly.
Those parents who are always cold and heartless, that tall and mighty General Ji, those people who lost their lives in vain in his wrong experiments...
so many people.
so many people.
are waiting for him...
Let's go to the last place together.
Well, time to go.
should…