Monarch of Evernight: Ninety-six Hatreds

bsp;Zhao Yuying's face turned serious and she said angrily: "Which eye of yours saw me being happy? I am treating someone's injuries. You are blind, can't you see?"

"Treat the injury? Could it be that this broken city can't even find a doctor, so you want to work for your noble lady?" Zhao Fenglei laughed evilly, "Okay, let me see where this kid's injury is!"

As he said that, Zhao Fenglei rushed over and grabbed Qianye's heart. The tips of his five fingers showed a metallic light of force, and there was a faint sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air. This shows the power of this strike. If it is caught firmly, even the steel armor may be pierced.

"How dare you!" Zhao Yuying was furious and raised her hand. But she was seriously injured and had not recovered. After struggling to expel the foreign force from Qianye's wound, this was the moment when she was at her weakest. Zhao Fenglei raised his left hand, and a force barrier blocked her and pushed her aside.

Nangong Xiaoniao screamed and stood in front of the bed.

"Go away!" Zhao Fenglei slapped Nangong Xiaoniao on the face with his backhand. His anger had been completely ignited, and he hit her very hard. He slapped her whole body and hit her hard. On the wall, blood immediately flowed down his hairline.

Qianye has jumped up from the bed, but the effect of the medicine has not worn off at this moment, and he is still unable to activate the force. As a result, he is too slow to pull Nangong Xiaoniao away. He only has time to raise his hand to hold Zhao Fenglei's grasp. .

The two force vortexes on Zhao Fenglei's body lit up, and he clenched his claws into fists and punched out. Qianye groaned and flew backwards. With a loud bang, half of the wall collapsed and he fell into the next room.

Zhao Fenglei succeeded easily and felt a little surprised. He sneered: "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just a waste who practices military warfare!"

When he glanced at it, what he saw was Qianye's naked body. Certain thoughts in his heart were immediately confirmed. The nameless fire that was blocked in his chest burned even higher, burning his eyes red. Zhao Fenglei kicked away a pile of gravel in front of him, stepped forward, grabbed Qianye again and thrust it into his heart.

There were rapid footsteps outside the door, and along with the piercing police whistle, the dark fire guards outside finally noticed something strange. The first two soldiers who rushed in were holding Force rifles. When they saw the situation in the room, they immediately raised their muzzles and prepared to shoot. The Force lines on the barrels were quickly lit up.

Zhao Fenglei snorted coldly, "A mere ant, are you here to get in the way?" He suddenly stopped, retreated quickly, and bumped into two soldiers like lightning.

With a dull impact, the two soldiers were thrown away, spurting blood in the air, and their chests collapsed. Then there was a loud explosion, and two small fireballs ignited. It was the force rifle that had been forcibly charged and was impacted by an external force, and exploded.

At this time, several more soldiers rushed in and threw themselves at Zhao Fenglei, risking their own lives, but he killed them all casually. The strength gap between the two sides was too great, and their life-risking attacks could not hinder Zhao Fenglei for even a moment.

Zhao Fenglei frowned. What he had just killed was an entire patrol team. Under such an obvious contrast in strength, they all refused to retreat and no one escaped.

Zhao Fenglei turned his head and saw Qianye, who was lying on the other side of the broken wall, finally struggling to sit up, leaning on the table leg to support his body, as if he would fall down again at any time.

Qianye's obsidian eyes now turned blue, like the ocean before a storm, with occasional deep dark red passing through them, like the blood of soldiers inside and outside the room. His heart was beating slower than ever, but the three colors of blood were swimming back and forth like boiling, quietly waiting for the moment when Zhao Fenglei got closer.

The outbreak of blood energy is the last resort for vampires to ignite their blood energy and kill the enemy. Qianye doesn't know if the power of his pure blood energy can compete with an eleventh-level warrior, but he will have the answer once he tries.

The metallic force light on Zhao Fenglei's five fingers was as thick as substance, reflecting an icy sheen. Just as he was about to step over the broken wall, a chill suddenly rose up on his back, causing his movements to stagnate.

Then Zhao Yuying's scream came to my ears: "Zhao Fenglei! If you dare to touch him today, I will join forces with Zhao Jundu to kill you the next day!"

Zhao Fenglei was shocked and turned around suddenly. It was unbelievable that Zhao Yuying would threaten him like this, "Do you want to kill me? Or join forces with Zhao Jundu? I am the direct grandson of Duke Yan, and Duke You will never allow you. Do it this way!”

Zhao Yuying laughed loudly, "You will be dead by then. What can grandpa do to me? At the worst, I will be imprisoned for ten years, or I will be sent to the frontier battlefield to fight."

Zhao Fenglei said viciously: "Can Zhao Jundu help you do this? He will not end well if he harms his own people."

Zhao Yuying's voice turned cold, "Qianye is the person Zhao Jundu wants to put into his 'Ji Du Cong Mansion'. If you dare to attack today, unless you hide in the Duke of Yan's Mansion for the rest of your life, I will not be able to leave." It will definitely make you regret being born in this world!”

Zhao Fenglei was shocked and stared at Zhao Yuying, his expression changing, not knowing whether he should believe it or not. He had also heard that Zhao Jundu made a big fuss in order to bring people into the house, but before today, he had never thought of Qianye at all. Now that he thought about it, Zhao Yuying somehow came to a remote place like Yongye with a person. There must be some reason why little-known mercenary leaders stay together.

Zhao Yuying sneered and said: "As for Jundu, what will happen to him? You think too highly of yourself. Nothing will happen to him. At most, he will just face the wall for a few days."

Zhao Fenglei's face suddenly became very ugly.

Although Zhao Yuying is currently stronger than him, in terms of status within the clan, the direct grandson of Duke Yan is still slightly higher than the direct granddaughter of Duke You. However, Zhao Jundu was different. He was recognized as the number one genius of the Zhao clan in the past three hundred years, and he had the potential to become the number one talent of the younger generation in the empire after Zhang Boqian.

If such a person really kills Zhao Fenglei, Chengen Gong will definitely protect him with his life. Even many elders in the clan will side with him if they think about it. Why hurt the future Zhao Clan's Optimus Prime for a dead man? This is the common idea among wealthy families.

Just like Zhao Yuying was injured by Nangong Xiaofeng, the injury was already injured. Instead of paying with blood, it would be better to ask for enough compensation and benefits. For the sake of the family, personal sacrifice is nothing.

Not long ago, Zhao Fenglei thought so logically, but in the blink of an eye, the same principle fell on him. What surprised him was that the feeling was particularly sad.

"Then Zhao Jundu can kill whoever he wants?" Zhao Fenglei laughed, but under Zhao Yuying's cold and murderous gaze, his dry laughter suddenly stopped.

Zhao Jundu really killed whoever he wanted, even the direct grandson of the Duke of Yan. In fact, as long as he is not the legitimate son of a royal noble, no matter how low his status is, Zhao Fenglei can kill whoever he wants to kill?

Of course, with Zhao Fenglei's status, Zhao Jundu will be restrained by the Zhao clan if he kills at most one person, and the empire cannot tolerate him being so messy. However, the problem is that the first one will definitely die in vain, and Zhao Fenglei does not want to be the first one.

Zhao Fenglei gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, you can do it! You went to join forces with Cheng En Gong's group, and you did it for such a country boy. Let me see how you treat Youguo Bus after you go back."

"That's my business, you don't need to worry about it!"

Zhao Fenglei took a deep breath and said, "Yu Ying, you will be my woman sooner or later. This is what the grandfathers have already decided."

Zhao Yuying sighed disdainfully, "Unless all men in the world die!"

Zhao Fenglei turned to look at Qianye and said, "You are lucky today."

Qianye has been sitting there, looking at him as if he were a dead person. That look made Zhao Fenglei feel uncomfortable all over. Zhao Fenglei couldn't help shouting: "What's your expression?"

"Look at the dead man's expression." Qianye replied lightly. He grabbed something at hand, struggled for a while, and slowly stood up.

Zhao Fenglei's eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to kill this guy at all costs, but a bone-chilling chill suddenly passed through his heart. Qianye stood up with heavy and staggering movements, as if he might fall down at any time, but Zhao Fenglei had the illusion that he saw a wounded beast showing its sharp teeth.

What else did Zhao Fenglei want to say, but the sound of dense footsteps came from the corridor, as well as the slight sound of the Force gun being recharged. Without saying a word, he smashed the window behind him, jumped out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A group of dark-fire officers and soldiers rushed in at this time.

Qianye put on his coat with the support of two personal guards. Without saying a word, he went to check Nangong Xiaoniao's injuries. Half of Nangong Xiaoniao's face was swollen, and his mouth and nose were full of blood. However, she only had too little actual combat experience, so she was hit in a panic. Her own force was not weak, and she offset most of the impact damage, and she only suffered flesh injuries.

Putting down Nangong Xiaoniao, Qianye found Shi Qi in the corridor outside. The girl was sitting against the wall, her head tilted to one side unnaturally, as if she was asleep. On the wall behind her, there was a shocking blood trail, winding down.

Despite his expectations, Qianye still stretched out his hand and placed it on the tip of her nose.

There has been no breath for a long time.

Qianye's hands were trembling slightly. Although Ah Qi, Ah Jiu and Shi Qi were just purchased shark slaves at the beginning, Qianye treated them equally. Ah Qi and Ah Jiu have both been transferred to military positions and are able to stand alone. Shi Qi came late, but she still stayed with Qian Ye, taking care of his food, clothing, and daily life, just like a considerate and pleasant little maid.

The soldiers from the patrol team who rushed in earlier were also dead, and were pulled aside by their colleagues. Qianye still walked over and inspected them one by one, hoping for a miracle. However, since miracles are called miracles, it is because they basically will not happen.

There was a commotion outside the room. After seeing that Qianye was fine, the Dark Fire officers rushed out to summon their men, searched the base, and re-deployed defenses. The sounds of orders and footsteps were heard in unison. There was deathly silence in the room.

Qianye walked to the bed, picked up the clothes, and started to put them on one by one, but was grabbed by Zhao Yuying.

"Lie down immediately and finish treating the injury. Little Bird, you are responsible. Don't let him go out until the wound is cleaned up. I will handle the outside matters!"

Qianye wanted to break free, but Zhao Yuying lifted him up and pushed him back to the bed. He said word by word: "Heal the injury and you can fight tomorrow. If you don't want to waste this hour, it will take an extra week." It takes time! Do you understand?”

Qianye raised his head, but was glared at by Zhao Yuying's extremely bright eyes. He sighed inwardly and lay down honestly.

Zhao Yuying didn't say much, strode out of the room, and closed the door. A moment later, a harsh assembly call sounded in the Dark Fire Camp, and groups of soldiers poured out of the barracks and gathered on the school field.

Zhao Yuying jumped on the off-road vehicle and rushed out of the camp. Behind her were several troop carriers carrying hundreds of soldiers. More soldiers poured out from the base and rushed to strategic points in the city defense. The alert level of the entire Blackstream City was raised to the highest level in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yuying drove around the city before driving to the gate of the courtyard where Uncle Yuyang lived. When she jumped out of the car, the courtyard door opened on its own, and a guard walked out. He bowed to Zhao Yuying and said, "Miss, the master is waiting for you."