The man's eyes were tinged with red, bloodshot, and as he spoke with increasing madness, a strangely terrifying aura erupted from his body.
Even with Xu Qian gripping his neck, she felt an inexplicable suffocation.
Xu Qian released her grip, realizing the futility of such a pointless effort.
No matter how hard she tried, it was useless; his neck wouldn't break...
"System, how do I kill Song Xiaoping?"
Unlike the mutated level four zombies, ordinary force couldn't harm Song Xiaoping. Did she need to lop off his head like a regular zombie?
She didn't believe she had the ability. She truly couldn't defeat Song Xiaoping and could only evade.
"Ding, system reminder, mission target number three cannot die at this time. Please host postpone your killing plan. A decisive battle will take place in two years, at which point the system will provide a method to kill him."
Xu Qian closed her eyes, utterly annoyed.
Wanting to kill but unable to, she could only resort to verbal attacks...
Xu Qian wouldn't tolerate him any longer; she feared she would go mad if she endured any more.
"I am indeed fickle. I like them, and I don't just like one; I have five, six, seven, eight others. I just don't like you. So what? Are you going to retaliate against me?"
"How will you retaliate? Will you kill me?"
At that instant, Song Xiaoping's violet pupils contracted to their extreme, and his heart felt hollow.
Xu Qian didn't like him?
Many scenes flashed through Song Xiaoping's mind: moments of playfulness, arguments, intimacy. She had explicitly said she liked him.
She did like him.
Xu Qian's lips twitched as she continued to prod at his vulnerability, "Even if you liked me before, you don't now. No matter how cold and heartless I, Xu Qian, may be, I would never fall for a man who destroyed China."
"We have no future together."
Song Xiaoping closed his eyes, desperately trying to conceal the redness within them, and trembled, "No... you don't know about us, you don't understand!"
"I do know."
Xu Qian stared at his face, contorted with pain, feeling a secret surge of satisfaction mixed with a trace of heartache.
After spending so much time together, even without romantic love, there was a familial bond.
Before their base was destroyed, she had never considered killing him; in her heart, he was like a younger brother.
She taught him to read and write, how to conduct himself, scolded him and hit him, and at least at that moment, she was sincere.
"Even if your parents were murdered, so what? In the face of the greater good, what does personal love matter?"
"Look around you, what has this world become?"
In the past, Xu Qian would never have uttered words like "greater good" or "personal love." Everyone had their choices; not everyone had to be a hero.
But the current Xu Qian lacked self-control.
She only wanted to use the most scathing words to inflict pain upon his heart, a little more, and a little more.
Song Xiaoping clenched his teeth, trying desperately to calm himself.
He succeeded.
As the leader of the X Group, he wasn't that fragile.
"It's okay if you don't understand. I will make you understand."
Suddenly, Xu Qian's vision went black, but just as she was about to fall, she was steadily caught.
When Xu Qian opened her eyes again, it was still dark. The air she breathed carried a faint fragrance.
She was completely weak, unable to lift even a finger. She tried to summon the system, but it was as if it had frozen, unresponsive to any calls.
A miscalculation. She shouldn't have acted on impulse.
"Qian, you're awake."
A voice like a snake's hiss reached her ear, and Xu Qian's skin crawled instantly.
Her sharp senses had vanished. She hadn't even known someone was by her side.
The man's cool body pressed against hers, and Xu Qian's eyes widened slightly.
Were they... naked now?