Chapter 486 A Single Inquiry Is Enough

distance from the opposite sex. She also said that some people don't like being close to others, and if we get too close, they might feel that I am not respecting them and they will be unhappy."Mu Xin...Shen Lue had never been a patient person.

Since Ning Chichi insisted on her words, he was too lazy to ask any further and coldly said: "Those who hurt Xiaoxingxing should all die! It's impossible to let her go, but I can send you to accompany her!"

Not even a little bit of gratitude!

I still want to catch her!

Ning Chi glared at Shen Yue with resentment. She should have known that this big fool would never do anything right. She regretted putting her bet on this big idiot, she should have just watched the fun!

But now regret is useless, finding a way out is the most urgent thing!

Shen Yue pinched Ning Chi Chi's neck and lifted her up, throwing her at the captain's feet, "Take her back and lock her up!"

"Yes."

The captain leaned down to pick up Ning Chi-Chi.

Ning Chi swiftly drew her dagger and lunged at him. Taking advantage of his backward stumble, she rolled to her feet.

The captain was going to catch her, Shen Lue's eyes darkened slightly, and he raised his hand to stop him.

Ning Chi quickly ran to the front of the open space and turned back to look at Shen Yue, "Big fool! You better remember this! One day, I will personally kill you!"

Having said that, he jumped down.

Shen Lue's face was as cold as ice, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips. He ordered the captain, "Send someone to follow them. If you discover any accomplices, leave none alive!"

The captain replied, "Yes," and looked at Shen Lue's blood-stained shoulder, unable to help but interject, "Young Master Shen, gunshot wounds need to be treated promptly."

Shen Lue didn't speak. He turned his head to look at the figure soaring in the sky, carried by the hawk. The brown eyes that had been cold lost their chill and a long-lost smile appeared.

For the past three years, no one had seen a smile on Master Shen's face. All they saw was cold-blooded killing.

At this moment, seeing him smiling softly, the captain's eyes widened in shock. He followed his gaze and suddenly realized something, his heart skipped a beat, and he silently stepped back.

Wu Di sensed that Xiao Enzhu's state was not good, and after flying with Mu Xing for a short while, he returned.

Mu Xing stroked Wu Di's paw and walked to Shen Lue's face. "Do you have a medical kit"

Shen Lu frowned, his gaze eagerly scanning her. "Where are you hurt"

"You've been shot."

Mu Xing glanced lightly at the gunshot wound on his shoulder, "Get your wound treated before we leave."

"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about. Let's go."

Shen Lue knew how eager Xiaoxing was to see Fugeye, and for him, this one sentence of concern was enough.

Mu Xing insisted, "We'll handle it first and then leave, just in case something happens on the way."

That would only make things more complicated and time-consuming.

The girl had a delicate face, her cold eyes fixed on him. Shen Lue's heart skipped a beat, he averted his gaze. "There's a medical kit on the helicopter."

Mu Xing turned and walked towards the helicopter.

Shen walked behind her, watching as the wind tousled her hair. He instinctively reached out his hand.

At the instant his fingertips were about to brush her hair, he abruptly came to his senses, quickly retracting his hand and clenching it into a fist silently.

He boarded the helicopter, Shen Lue retrieved a medical kit, took off his shirt, and pulled out a sharp knife to cut open the wound.

The pungent smell of blood wafted over, invading his nostrils.

Mu Xing frowned slightly, keeping her face turned towards the window and only glancing over with peripheral vision.

The man's muscular upper body was crisscrossed with new and old scars. A bullet wound on his shoulder had been surgically opened, and he was using pliers to extract the bullet from the gaping hole.

As he moved, blood streamed out non-stop, staining his pale skin a bloody red.

He didn't seem to have any anesthesia. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead, but he remained expressionless, not even furrowing his brow, as if this were commonplace.

Soon, a blood-stained bullet was extracted from him.

He casually tossed the bullet out the window, pulled out gauze from the medical kit, didn't disinfect or stitch the wound, and just stuffed the gauze into the bleeding hole. He tugged his clothes back on.

Simple and to the point.

Mu Xing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, she hesitated for a moment, holding his hand, "If you do this, your wound will get infected."

Shen Yue lowered his eyes to look at the white, slender hand pressing on his wrist. The hand gripping his clothes tightened slightly. “It’s fine, aren’t you in a hurry to find Master Fu I…”

"It's not like it'll take that long."

Mu Xing interrupted him, taking out disinfectant from the medical kit. She removed the gauze he had stuffed into the wound and disinfected, sutured, and bandaged it for him. Her movements were so skilled that she herself was surprised.

"Okay."

Upon hearing the reminder, Shen Yue immediately retracted his gaze from Mu Xing. "Thank you," he said.

He noticed blood on Mu Xing's hand and hurriedly handed her a few disinfectant wet wipes, "I got your hands dirty, wipe them quickly!"

Mu Xing revealed his panic and carefulness in his eyes. He wondered about his subtle attitude towards him, but he didn't ask anything, silently taking the wet towel.

Shen Yue put on his clothes, packed up the medical kit, started the helicopter, and rushed to Wuyou Island.

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When Zhuang Ji fled from Qingyun Mountain, he only had a few followers by his side.

This raid ended in failure and heavy losses.

He dejectedly called his boss to apologize.

On the phone, the man heard the news of the mission failure, his knuckles turning white as veins bulged on the back of his hand clutching his cane. "Useless!"

Zhuang Ji's heart pounded with fear. He hurriedly said, "My lord, I am to blame! Please give me one last chance, boss! I will definitely catch the experimental subject!"

The phone remained silent for a moment, then a voice came back, no longer angry but calm. “You don't need to worry about this. I have other tasks for you…”

-

Island of Tranquility.

Yun Tuo was holding Yu Rong hostage, standing beside Fu Ye.

Facing Qiao Daishan, he stared intently, his expression grim and his face dark.

Mu Xing Xiao Cai's master was terrifying, he actually hypnotized all of them in an instant, even he almost got caught!

The combatants are being manipulated and are still killing each other.

As they lay wounded and gasping for breath, still attacking each other like mindless zombies, Yun Tuo's anger was almost too much to contain.

But he had to consider Old Master Fu, he couldn't act impulsively!

Joe Dai Shan stood tall and elegant, his expression cold and indifferent. He treated human life as lightly as an ant, and killing was just a game to him.

After playing for so long, it's about time to wrap things up.

He raised his hand and made a gesture. The combatants, who were engaged in a frenzied melee, simultaneously ceased their fighting and turned mechanically towards Fu Ye and Yun Tuo.

Yun Tuo saw Qiao Da Shan's intentions, pointed his gun at Yu Rong's temple, and said forcefully, "Don't make any moves, or I'll shoot her!"

Qiao Dai Shan curled his lip, cold and dismissive, "I've never been threatened by anyone."

Yu Rong was not surprised.

This man is cold and unfeeling. He shows no warmth or affection to anyone except the little girl, who seems rather naive. Nothing in this world, nor anyone in it, can capture even a fraction of his attention.

She looked serenely at Qiao Daishan, a slight smile on her lips, as if bidding farewell.

Suddenly, all the combatants dropped their weapons and charged toward them unarmed.

Yu Rong's eyes widened, her deadpan heart suddenly stirred by a pebble dropped into still water. She looked at the man again, his expression still calm and composed...

. The super fierce top-tier little sweetheart of the Master Fu who can fight!ently pushing her away. The little girl kept trying to snuggle into him, her small hands nervously clutching his arm, "Uncle Xiao, hug..."The expression was pitiful, as if about to cry.The tipsy littl...