Kuai Chuan: The sick male partner always wants to repay me

Chapter 33
"Hahaha, Jiang Tingan, why are you frowning?" Zhao Zhiyue laughed when he saw Jiang Tingan's melancholy expression.

After laughing, he paused and said, "Jiang Ting'an, just save yourself, you will not be the exception in the 365 planes she has experienced. She will not stay for you!"

There was a hint of hurt in Jiang Tingan's phoenix eyes, but he was still unwilling to give up, "Xia Xia treats me differently from other people."

Holding on to his last face, Jiang Tingan's thin fingers holding the railing turned slightly white, "You are not allowed to hurt her!"

"Okay, okay, great!" Zhao Zhiyue had a fierce expression on his face, he bent down slightly, and grabbed Jiang Tingan's collar.

"In this case, I'll let you die with that bitch Sang Xia!" He suddenly approached Jiang Tingan, pulled the data separation gun, and shot Jiang Tingan's leg bone.

The green data flows like mercury, which seems very out of place in this gradually sinking world of planes.

But Zhao Zhiyue didn't pay too much attention to this situation, his reason had long been ignited by the flames of revenge.

He dragged the dying Jiang Tingan up the steps step by step.

"Da da da!"

The footsteps sounded like death was coming, Jiang Tingan watched Zhao Zhiyue was about to step on the last step of the stairs, he grabbed Zhao Zhiyue's shoulder.

If you want to tear Zhao Zhiyue down the stairs, it doesn't matter even if his head is bleeding.

But Zhao Zhiyue saw through his plot, and Zhao Zhiyue said suspiciously: "Jiang Ting'an, your body is hurt like this now, why are you still thinking about Sang Xia?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zhiyue kicked Jiang Tingan down the stairs.

Jiang Tingan bumped into the railing and let out a muffled grunt, dizzy from the pain.

He leaned on the wall, stood up straight with all his might, and shouted at Zhao Zhiyue's back, "I don't allow you to hurt Sang Xia, unless you step over my corpse!"

"Yo yo, death is imminent, and you still look like a child! Do you think I will give up this opportunity now?" Zhao Zhiyue shot the door.

At this moment, Sang Xia was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

The reading of the transaction has not been completed yet, and Sangxia in the Sea of ​​Consciousness still has no way to perceive the outside world.

Seeing that Sang Xia was closing his eyes, Zhao Zhiyue walked up to Sang Xia proudly, and scolded angrily: "Damn stinky woman, you don't even agree to marry me!"

"It's not in my hands yet, hurry up and hand over all your points!" Zhao Zhiyue poked Sang Xia's forehead with the muzzle of the data separation gun.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Didn't you know how to scold me before? Get up and scold me?" Zhao Zhiyue's mouth cracked into a huge smile, revealing his fine teeth.

Like a piranha with its bloody mouth wide open, it is always ready to bite the passer-by in the water to pieces!

"Still not talking? Sang Xia, are you scared?" Zhao Zhiyue chuckled indifferently, and was about to pull the data separation gun.

"You are not allowed to hurt Sangxia!" Jiang Tingan rushed over in a stumbling manner, and threw Zhao Zhiyue to the ground.

"Huh! Get out of here!" Zhao Zhiyue snorted coldly, and kicked Jiang Tingan to the ground.

He glanced coldly, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Tingan, whose body was like a rag doll, and looked away disdainfully.

Then he raised the data separation gun at Sang Xia angrily.

"Xiaxia——" Jiang Tingan stood in front of Sangxia while supporting his injured body.

Zhao Zhiyue walked in front of Jiang Tingan, who had been slapped in the center, angrily. Just as he was about to kill Sang Xia——

At this moment, Sang Xia in Consciousness Sea had finished reading the article. She opened her eyes, saw Jiang Tingan lying in her arms, and propped herself up to hug Jiang Tingan.

She looked up at Zhao Zhiyue coldly, and said word by word: "This plane has begun to be rebuilt."

"Malicious scorer, right?" Sang Xia Ling's lips curled up in an indifferent arc, "Did you never expect this kind of scene?"

"No, how could this be?!" Zhao Zhiyue looked at Sang Xia incredulously, and murmured, "This is impossible! There has never been a fast-traveler who is about to retire like this! Never!"

Zhao Zhiyue's eyes showed despair, like dried flowers that withered in an instant.

Sang Xia frowned, her eyes were indifferent, "I can't live without doing my own crime."

The reconstruction of the plane needs a huge amount of points, and during the reconstruction process, any scorers and fast-travel taskers cannot stay here.

They will all be eaten away by this reconstructed database.

And the only way to escape is to use points to go to the next plane...

Zhao Zhiyue's hand could barely hold his data separation gun, "Why do you do this, what good does it do you?!"

There was a burst of pain under his feet, and Zhao Zhiyue looked down to see that the skin built by the database he was carrying had begun to melt.

However, he looked at Jiang Tingan, whose body was recovering rapidly, and was horrified, "Sang Xia, you bastard, you actually chose him to be the ruler of this plane!"

The masters of the plane have a high degree of freedom, and they will not be bound by the master god of the fast travel headquarters.

If the masters of the planes gain more energy, they may become the new main gods.

Zhao Zhiyue yelled unwillingly, "It's you, right? It's you, only you have that thing!"

"What?" Sang Xia asked in great doubt.

But Zhao Zhiyue spit out a mouthful of shattered black data ions, "Hahaha, I didn't expect you to forget it, I didn't expect the great... to be, to forget it."

Sang Xia was confused. What kind of mysterious thing does she have?

What is the function of this thing?
But Zhao Zhiyue didn't say anything, and Sang Xia was even more puzzled.

"Ahem... I won't tell you, and I won't even die!" Zhao Zhiyue looked down at the floor, and said exhaustedly, "My family will avenge me, Sang Xia, you damned You bastard just wait!"

Sang Xia looked at Zhao Zhiyue speechlessly. She rested her chin on her own, and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, anyway, I'll let you gangsters lose their household registration books one by one."

When Zhao Zhiyue heard "lost the household registration book", he was so angry that his breath stuck in his throat, and he died directly.

Sang Xia looked at Jiang Ting'an's body gradually getting better, got up quietly and opened the window screen, watching the moon in the sky slowly rising from the bottom of the black curtain again.

At four o'clock in the morning, the world is like a patient recovering from a serious illness, and his condition begins to improve gradually.

Sang Xia rubbed her forehead, put her hands on her knees quietly, and silently waited for the dawn.

After dawn, everything will return to normal.

Except she'll disappear.

Sang Xia tucked the quilt for Jiang Tingan, sat on the edge of the bed, sighed, and laughed at herself: "There are many flags in TV dramas that can't be set up, such as killers who finish their last order and go back to the mountains and forests."

"I can't set a flag either. My last order before retirement was overturned. Alas, my cold system has been untied from me." Sang Xia put her hands on her cheeks, looking sadly at the white sky at the corner.

"I don't want to overturn the car... But, since the third time I saw you at the intersection of Wutong Avenue, I always felt that I have known you for a long time."

"But, I seem to have forgotten something." Sangxia said slowly, suddenly her consciousness became blurred, her eyes darkened, and she passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, when her consciousness gradually returned, she found herself sitting on a chair in a coffee shop.

On the opposite side, a middle-aged man in a well-fitting suit was looking at her with a half-smile, and pushed a gold card towards her.

"Girl, this is 500 million—"

　The butterfly that caused the storm appeared, hehe...

　　Make a foreshadowing.You can guess whatever you want, just treat it as my invitation~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)