The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 209 Your bad luck in love is really terrible

"Look down at what's in the pit. Yan Shaohui is in there."

The man who surprised Xiahou Shuo so much seemed to have never seen Mu Xin and Xiahou Shuo before. His tone was cold and stiff, with a sense of distance and coldness in a businesslike manner.

In fact, Xiahou Shuo had never met him, but he did know this person.

Xiao Ran, a traitor who was repeatedly reported on Channel X's news programs, was the one that everyone wanted to kill.

He was also Yan Shaohui's former lover, and he has a very strong legendary color.

Even Xiahou Shuo, who was far away abroad at the time, knew Xiao Ran.

He thought Xiao Ran had died in the zombie riot, but he didn't expect that Ming Xiche had secretly taken him in. And now he appeared here in broad daylight...

Xiahou Shuo narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Ming Xiche, what exactly are you up to?

Mu Xin had no idea what Xiahou Shuo was thinking. When he knew Yan Shaohui was in the pit, he jumped into the pit without hesitation, and Xiahou Shuo didn't even have time to pull him out.

"damn it."

Xiahou Shuo failed to grab Mu Xin in time and watched him jump off the edge of the deep pit, which made Xiahou Shuo curse out loud in frustration.

He raised his eyes, his gorgeous almond-shaped eyes were filled with frost, piercing straight at the people opposite him.

"Your purpose of coming here this time is not just as simple as 'sending' someone away, right? What else does Ming Xiche want you to do?"

Xiao Ran curled up the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and there was a deep contempt on his cold face, as if he was looking at an ant under his feet.

He raised his pale hand, used his fingers to pick up a black envelope from his clothes pocket, then waved his hand in the wind and the envelope flew towards Xiahou Shuo.

It looks as light as a willow leaf, but in fact it is as sharp as an arrow. In a distance of just over ten meters, the black envelope turns into the fastest hidden weapon, aiming to take Xiahou Shuo's life.

The scar on Xiahou Shuo's face became distorted due to his tense facial expression, giving off a magical feeling in the chaotic space.

Xiao Ran's murderous intent could be seen from the black envelope he threw towards him. It seemed that he had a hatred for him that he himself was not aware of.

Xiahou Shuo was a little confused by this hatred. After thinking about it, he thought that he was probably thinking that he was in cahoots with Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin, and that he, an innocent person, was being harmed as a result.

Xiahou Shuo quickly raised his hand to take the black envelope, and then felt a pain in the palm of his hand.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He and Yan Shaohui were only in a strategic partnership. After he dealt with Ming Xiche's troubles, he and those two people never had anything to do with each other again.

It makes it seem like Xiao Ran and I have some big grudge against each other, which is really unfair.

"If Yan and Mu can still walk out of here alive, please tell them for me--" Xiao Ran's voice reached Xiahou Shuo's ears, shifting his attention from the envelope in his hand to Xiao Ran.

"Tell me what?"

"Tell them that the next time we meet, it will be the day of their final death."

After saying that, Xiao Ran led the people he brought with him and left leisurely.

"Yan Shaohui, your bad luck with love is really terrible."

Xiahou Shuo raised his eyebrows and said with a sigh. Why is it that every time Yan Shaohui offends someone, he always ends up killing them? What kind of weird fate is this?

He looked down at the pit, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then left in a casual manner with the envelope.

In Xiahou Shuo's opinion, in this world, unless a nuclear bomb exploded, no one could destroy Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin. So he didn't need to worry about whether their lives would be in danger in this bottomless pit.

He should go home and study the letter in the black envelope which seemed to be written to them by Ming Xiche.

The camera switched to Mu Xin's side. After Mu Xin jumped down from the pit, it took about one or two minutes to reach the ground. During this time, Mu Xin kept jumping back and forth on the raised edges of the pit to gain leverage.

So after a rough calculation, Mu Xin felt that the pit was at least thirty or forty meters deep. And after his eyes adjusted to the dark environment at the bottom of the pit, he also found a large missile wreckage at the bottom of the pit. It seemed that the pit was caused by this missile.

but……

Where is Yan Shaohui?

Didn’t the leader say that Yan Shaohui was at the bottom of the pit?

Mu Xin frowned, "Is he lying to me?"

When Mu Xin was wondering whether the handsome man with a cold face was deceiving him, the missile wreckage suddenly made a sound.

Mu Xin's nerves suddenly tensed up. He pressed himself tightly against the edge of the pit opposite the missile wreckage, his face turning pale.

Mu Xin was afraid that the fuel in the missile wreckage had not been completely burned out and would cause a second explosion. By then, he would be unable to escape and would probably be buried at the bottom of the pit.

But fortunately, it was all a false alarm.

The missile wreckage made a rumbling sound, and soon after, a door opened automatically somewhere in the wreckage.

As the door opened, a cloud of white smoke rushed out the moment the door opened. Mu Xin did not pay attention to the inconspicuous white smoke, but just stared at the black figure behind the white smoke.

The white smoke dissipated after a while, revealing the person behind the door.

"Shaohui!"

Mu Xin exclaimed in surprise.

Yan Shaohui stood in the small dark cabin of the missile with his eyes closed, his expression relaxed, as if he was soundly asleep.

No one knew who had changed Yan Shaohui's clothes, and they were replaced with a white hospital gown with blue stripes.

Mu Xin became suspicious, but his beloved was right in front of him, so he had no time to think about anything else. He ran towards Yan Shaohui, but before he could take a few steps, his ankle went weak and he fell to the ground.

Oh no! There's something wrong with that smoke!

Mu Xin cursed inwardly.

Mu Xin had just barely crawled up from the ground, and before he had time to shake off the dirt on his body, he felt a gust of wind whistling past his ears.

He felt a flash before his eyes, and heard a sharp but extremely familiar roar. His back hit the hard ground heavily. Mu Xin felt that a tall man whose face could not be seen clearly threw him to the ground and pressed him down. Due to the disparity in strength between the two and the effect of the smoke, Mu Xin had no ability to resist at all.

Mu Xin's shoulders were scratched by the man's sharp nails, and he could even feel the warm blood flowing out along the skin pierced by the nails.

The smell of blood gradually became stronger between the two people. Mu Xin's eyes were misty and his head was a little confused because of the smoke he had inhaled before.

In addition, the visibility at the bottom of the pit was not high, and Mu Xin had no idea whether the man who was pressing on him and breathing heavily was the one he was thinking about.

"Yan...Yan Shaohui? Cough cough..." Mu Xin lowered his voice and called the man in a soft and weak voice.