"What happened later, did Captain Chi really disappear?"

He disappeared later, no one was found alive, and no body was found dead.

Since then, the second action team was disbanded and the members were dispersed into various groups. Later, Wen Banling came out and formed a strong team. He completed three S-level missions in a row and won the position of captain of the second team.

In the eighth base, rules are not important, only those who are capable live there.

Song Yiyuan had heard a thing or two about this matter, but it didn't concern him and he didn't know much about it.

"have no idea."

Goblin turned over and answered vaguely, his voice muffled.

Song Yiyuan tilted his head slightly, glanced at Goblin's newly sprouted black head from the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a moment, Song Yiyuan also gave up asking.

*

That night, Mo Qing slept deeply.

The abandoned house was desolate, and the cold wind in winter hit the skin like a knife.

Mo Qing walked through the empty courtyard with a pile of firewood in his arms and came to a room in the center.

There was a bonfire burning in the room, and a handsome young man was sitting next to it. He was thin, with a thick, ill-fitting coat draped over his shoulders, and his face was pale. He threw two dry logs into the bonfire.

There is a pot on the campfire, and a small amount of rice and sweet potatoes are boiled together until they become a paste.

Jiang Yan raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Qing.

Her clothes were thin, it was clearly the twelfth month of winter, but she only wore a long coat and trousers. The legs of the trousers were too short, exposing part of her ankle, which turned red in the wind.

Jiang Yan's voice was slightly deeper: "Are we fighting again?"

The voice was weak and lacked some strength.

"Um."

Mo Qing threw the firewood aside.

Jiang Yan said: "Come here."

Mo Qing walked over and stopped in front of him.

Jiang Yan added: "Squat down."

Mo Qing glanced at him and squatted down.

Jiang Yan casually picked up a piece of firewood on the ground. With his long arms, he tossed it in his hand, then raised his eyes, unexpectedly picked up the stick and hit Mo Qing on the head.

After being hit suddenly, Mo Qing's expressionless face suddenly became even more frozen, and his eyebrows were stained with a layer of frost.

Jiang Yan bent one leg, rested his elbow on his knee, slightly hooked his lips, and asked in a nonchalant manner: "You want to hit me?"

"think."

Mo Qing had a cold face and admitted frankly.

Jiang Yan said: "Why didn't you fight?"

"You're about to die." Mo Qing said bluntly.

"..."

Jiang Yan choked, but still smiled with amusement.

He said: "You can do it without taking action against me, and you can also do without taking action against them."

Mo Qing's eyes showed some confusion.

After a long pause, Mo Qing said: "They beat me."

Jiang Yan said: "Because it's wrong to steal things."

Mo Qing shook his head and said, "They beat me."

"If they beat you, won't you run away?" Jiang Yan looked at her carefully, "Run away, you know?"

"..."

Mo Qing pursed her lower lip.

Jiang Yan picked up the small wooden stick and pretended to hit Mo Qing on the head again.

Mo Qing closed his eyes for a moment.

However, the small wooden stick did not fall down.

She opened her eyes and saw Jiang Yan shaking the small wooden stick and saying, "Did you hear that?"

"Um."

Mo Qing nodded slowly.

…

It's that house again.

A group of people broke into the courtyard, armed with poles, sticks, and even hatchets. They came in a menacing manner, but they were all defeated by Mo Qing.

They looked at the girl in her early ten years with fearful expressions, muttering "monster".

Mo Qing's eyes burst out with murderous intent.

In the chaos, someone grabbed Mo Qing's hand.

Mo Qing held a dagger in her hand and was about to stab the person sideways, but when she saw the young man's pale face, her movements suddenly stopped and she stopped.

"Mo Qing."

Jiang Yan lowered his head and called her, coughing very softly.

A dull cough.

Jiang Yan asked: "Want to kill someone?"

Mo Qing pursed her lips and remained silent, the murderous intent in her eyes not receding.

"Then you kill me too." Jiang Yan said.

Mo Qing frowned slightly.

"It was Adjutant Mo who saved your life. The blood on your hands and every innocent life must be borne by Adjutant Mo. If you kill someone, I will chop him." Jiang Yan looked into her eyes and spoke in a serious tone.

Not heavy.

He asked: "Do you know Lingchi?"

Mo Qing was startled.

Jiang Yan explained Ling Chi in a few words, which made Mo Qing's eyes burst into intense anger.

"Of course, there is a way for both you and him to escape unscathed." Jiang Yan grabbed her hand and spoke calmly, "If I die, no one will know about it."

After a pause for a moment, Mo Qing glanced around at the people who were full of hostility but did not dare to step forward, and said coldly: "They want to kill us."

Yes.

These people are not trying to drive them away.

But he wants their lives.

Jiang Yan coughed again and asked her in a low voice: "What did I tell you?"

Mo Qing was confused for a moment, and then gradually came to his senses.

She replied: "Run."

…

In the face of such a powerful fighting force as Mo Qing, it is better to say "walk" than "run".

When she left with Jiang Ke, the residents of the town were on guard and followed, but no one dared to step forward.

After they were far away and left Qingqiao Town, they threw stones at Mo Qing and Jiang Yan.

Mo Qing helped Jiang Yan walk along a long mountain road.

Halfway up the mountain, Mo Qing turned back and looked towards Qingqiao Town.

The group of people had dispersed, and a few occasionally stopped at the entrance to the town, as if they were afraid they would turn back.

Mo Qing said: "They call me a monster."

Jiang Yan asked: "Are you unhappy?"

After thinking about it, Mo Qing nodded.

Jiang Yan turned slightly sideways, faced her, and asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"

Mo Qing frowned, not understanding.

Jiang Yan suddenly smiled. The young man who had always been tired and lazy always smiled carelessly, but at this moment, his smile was as bright as the sunshine in spring.

He answered for her: "Mo Qing."
To be continued...