Interstellar Super Empire

Chapter 39

A human-shaped shadow covered Zhong Yun, making his heart almost stop beating.

"It seems that you have offended people a lot, and someone wants your life." Yang Siqing's old voice came at the right time, and it turned out that it was just a false alarm.

Zhong Yun leaned his back against the wall, and instead of asking how the attacker was doing, he asked the old man first, "Are you all right?"

Yang Siqing glanced at him in surprise, thinking to herself, she didn't expect this kid to sell people's hearts, but she was quite useful in her heart.He said disdainfully, "If such a small role can't be handled, my life will not be in vain for so many years."

In his hand, he was playing with something in the shape of a submachine gun from his previous life, but the size was relatively small, only the size of two palms.

"What is this?" Hearing what the old man said, Zhong Yun was completely relieved, and asked when he saw this thing in his hand.

"Mini ultra-light wave pulse gun, good thing." Yang Siqing was obviously very interested in this gadget. "The light waves it shoots out have super lethality to the heart. People who are shot often die of heart failure on the spot."

"And others will only think that he died of a heart attack. Even if he is sent to the forensic doctor, he will not be able to find out, because the symptoms of the deceased are exactly the same as those of a heart attack."

Zhong Yun was afraid for a while when he heard that, if he hadn't met Yang Siqing just today, and he insisted on following him, he might have become an unjust ghost now for no reason.

"Thank you this time, you saved my life." Zhong Yun said sincerely.

The old man smiled slightly, "If you really want to repay me, just save my Qingqing."

"I will do my best." Zhong Yun solemnly promised.

The old man nodded, stopped talking, and put the gun away.

Zhong Yun also stood up. The situation was too critical just now and he didn't feel anything. Once the danger passed, he felt a little weak in his hands and feet. He laughed at himself, but he was still too timid.

I secretly made up my mind that when I go back, I must let ZERO train well. Only when I am stronger can I better protect myself and the people around me.

This world is not as safe as imagined.

Thinking of this, a sense of oppression rose from the bottom of his heart, urging him to move forward.

"Is it hard to get this gun?" Zhong Yun asked suddenly, shaking his stiff hands.

"Although this gun kills people invisible, it actually has a fatal flaw. The range is too short, with an effective range of only 50 meters. It consumes a lot of energy. One unit of energy can only be fired twice. The power is too small, and one shot can only kill a man."

"So, this gun has not been put into mass production. But as a supreme weapon for assassination, because it is not easy to be detected after a murder, it is liked by some forces... However, it is not something that just a cat or a dog can get. "

Yang Siqing hinted that the person Zhong Yun offended was quite powerful.

Zhong Yun kept silent. Feeling recovered, he walked towards Mr. Huang's house. When he was about to arrive, he asked, "What should we do with that person?"

Yang Siqing, who was following behind him, said casually, "I handled it very cleanly, there will be no mess."

Thinking that there was a human life behind his indifferent words, Zhong Yun couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

No matter how civilization evolves, the law of the jungle remains unchanged.

It's just, who on earth has such a big hatred against me and wants to put himself to death?Several faces flashed in Zhong Yunxin.

Just as he was thinking, Huang Lao had arrived at his home and rang the doorbell.The door swung open.

"Why are you here again?" Huang Lao couldn't help frowning when he saw Yang Siqing behind Zhong Yun.Originally thought that the god of plague was finally sent away, but who knew that he would come back again in a blink of an eye, really lingering.

Zhong Yun couldn't help but wonder that Huang Lao, who was so good at cultivating qi, actually showed such obvious dissatisfaction with Yang Siqing. I wonder if he had done anything excessive to Huang Lao.

"Old Huang, hello, we meet again." Yang Siqing ignored his expression and greeted him without changing his face, showing his extraordinary cheekiness.

Although he was helpless, in Zhong Yun's face, it was not easy to drive people away. He said bluntly, "I have already said, I really can't do anything about this potted flower."

"Don't worry, I won't pester you anymore." Yang Siqing said.

"Really?" Mr. Huang saw that he didn't look like he was joking. He was half convinced and half relieved, as long as he stopped pestering me.

Then he looked at Zhong Yun suspiciously again, wanted to ask something, but held back.Bring the two into their own house.

Huang Lao's house is very big, not so much a house, but more like a garden. There are many plants in the yard, most of which are common trees and flowers, which don't match Huang Lao's identity.

Mr. Huang noticed the strange look on Zhong Yun's face and said with a smile, "In fact, in nature, all plants are equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. It's just that humans artificially divide them into three, six or nine grades."

"Every plant has its own unique beauty, but most people are blinded by utilitarianism and cannot discover it."

He turned to look at the plants he had grown by himself, "The flowers and plants here are all plants that are most suitable for the climate here."

The words opened Zhong Yun's eyes. Huang Lao's heart is really different from ordinary people. When he looked at the plants in the courtyard, he felt different. The thriving vitality made people feel a burst of vitality.

Huang Lao brought them to the reception room, and after sitting down, Huang Lao made tea for them himself.

After a cup of tea, Zhong Yun talked about the reason for his visit today, "I am here today mainly to thank Mr. Huang for his great love for me." He took out something from his bosom, "A small gift is not a respect, please accept it. "

Huang Lao smiled and took it from his hand. It was a small box, and he opened it immediately, only to find a pair of exquisite and small scissors inside.

"Huh?" Huang Lao took out the scissors, looking a little surprised.

Zhong Yun explained, "I heard from Yunqi that your No. [-] branch was missing, so I went to buy one. Do you think it is suitable?"

"Appropriate, appropriate." Elder Huang couldn't hide his joy, obviously very satisfied with this gift.

No. [-] branch scissors are rare and rarely used. Except for professionals, few people will buy them, so they are not easy to find.

Stuff is still secondary. With Huang Lao's status, he naturally has nothing to lack. What he is satisfied with is the thought that this young man has put into it.

"Is the pot of 'Seven Fairies' alright?" Zhong Yun changed the subject.

"It's growing well. 'Seven Fairies' is not a delicate breed and is not difficult to take care of." Mr. Huang replied, putting the No. [-] scissors back into the box and placing it on the table.

"Mr. Fei is planning to hold an exhibition on the day when the 'Seven Fairies' blooms. At that time, many celebrities will be invited to watch it. As its former owner, do you want to go and see it?"

"I'm not going to join in the fun." Zhong Yun was just thinking about training himself, so he didn't have time to go to some exhibitions.

"If you want to go then, let me know." Huang Lao said.

"Is the 'Seven Fairies' you mentioned a peerless treasure mutated from Zibai Lan?"

Yang Siqing couldn't help asking, since he put all his emotions on Crystal Rose, in order to be a qualified gardener, he has a certain understanding of all kinds of flowers. He has heard of "Seven Fairies" Strange thing.

"Of course, otherwise, what other 'Seven Fairies' would fail?" Huang Lao said bluntly.

"Didn't it mean that the 'Seven Fairies' are extinct? Why did the Fei family get one?" Yang Siqing murmured.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Xiaoyun, if it weren't for him, the 'Seven Fairies' wouldn't be able to reappear in the world." Huang Lao pinched his beard and said.

"What?" Yang Siqing's eyes changed when she looked at Zhong Yun, "Did you grow the 'Seven Fairies'?"

"Could it be that I can tell a lie?" Huang Lao said displeased.

Of course, Yang Siqing would not doubt Huang Lao, but this matter was too unbelievable, so she couldn't help asking one more question, and after confirming it, he felt ecstasy in his heart. In this way, Zhong Yun said that he could save Qingqing. , not necessarily nonsense.

"My Qingqing is saved."

"What?" It was Huang Lao's turn to change his face this time.

(End of this chapter)