Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

"I-I'm going to see them like this... isn't it too ugly?"

With every breath, black and red blood would emerge from the bite marks on his neck, "You kid... don't blame yourself..."

Liao Zhengcheng, who was well aware of Mu Jing's sense of responsibility, was most worried about her feeling guilty for her death before leaving.

But he had no strength to say anything else at this moment, so he could only look at her eyes slowly turning red, smile weakly, and close his eyes.

Mu Jing clenched his teeth and stared at Liao Zhengcheng's face, as if he was using this method to confirm whether he really left like this.

Reluctantly, she put her hand on his pulse. When she couldn't feel any beating, she sneered, and then shifted her gaze to the dog's head that was not completely broken to the side.

The other people who didn't know how to react saw the way she turned her head and clenched their fists involuntarily. This was the first time they had seen her so angry.

Mu Jing punched the frozen dog's head again and again. She didn't stop until it was smashed to pieces.

He sat on the ground with some helplessness, looked at Liao Zhengcheng cross-legged, and said: "Uncle Liao, it's not ugly if you go to them like this."

She pulled out the gun from her waist, loaded it, then pointed it between his eyebrows and said, "Thank you, and..."

When his eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes covered with a layer of gray, Mu Jing pulled the trigger without hesitation, "Goodbye."

Yuan Lin bumped into Zhou Qiyang worriedly, looked at him, and asked with his eyes - what should I do?

Zhou Qiyang shook his head gently, then pointed outside, signaling for them to go out first.

Chen Ruoting saw them quietly retreating. Although she was worried about Mu Jing's condition, she still followed them out.

It's useless for them as team members to say anything at this moment. Maybe... it's better to let her be alone for a while.

Prince Qiu stood there without moving at first, but after seeing Yin Ze going out, he was too lazy to be serious in this situation and followed him out.

Mu Jing was the only one left in the room. Those in the sea of ​​consciousness felt her anger and sadness. When they didn't know what to say, they could only choose to remain silent and looked at her worriedly, fearing that she would fall into self-blame. Can't get out of the quagmire.

Mu Jing looked at the gun hole between Liao Zhengcheng's eyebrows with somewhat straight eyes, and all that came to his mind were scenes of getting to know him and cooperating with him.

For her, Liao Zhengcheng can be said to be a good mentor and helpful friend who appeared in her confused period. When she was entangled and bored, she only needed to call him for a casual chat, because he had a daughter, and when she was working for someone When she was confused about some things, he could always analyze her from the perspective of an elder and provide her with comfort.

These are very precious things, so when he commits suicide, she gets angry, angry, and stops.

But now, she brought him here and allowed them to move around so safely, but this unpreventable accident happened.

She lowered her head in frustration and pressed her forehead. Even though he told her not to blame herself, she still couldn't control her emotions.

It was very uncomfortable to feel like she was losing control of her sanity but still staying awake. Her temples were throbbing so much that after enduring it for a while, she said in a hoarse voice: "...One of my few friends is missing."

She reached out and held his hand politely, as if she had met him for the first time, and said, "Mu Jing, please give me some advice."

After finishing speaking, he smiled slightly at himself.

After being silent for a while, he smiled bitterly as if he was crying and said: "...Uncle Liao, I'm sorry."