Chapter 263
"I killed Tang Lin."

Gu Muchen cut to the chase.

"It's okay, don't worry about him, tell me how you two met, how did you get here after the end of the world?" Xiao Zhengying didn't want to talk about those things, he didn't care about Tang Lin's life or death, that guy was a disaster if he was alive , it is better to die sooner.

But he thinks so, it doesn't mean everyone thinks so.

"Old Xiao! I heard that you have guests here, but I didn't know I didn't bother you!" Song Qiuming pushed the door open and entered, as comfortable as entering his own house.

"Chief, he." The guard followed closely, looking at Xiao Zhengying nervously, apparently unable to stop Song Qiuming.

As soon as Xiao Zhengying heard the voice, he knew it was Song Qiuming. He shook his hand at the guards, signaling him to go out first, and then looked at Song Qiuming.

"When did my office become your home, right? You come to my place to report three times a day. Is it because of my fandom?"

"Hey! Old Xiao, look at what you said. I don't care about you. Let's see if you are doing well." Song Qiuming walked in familiarly, and pulled the chair in front of Xiao Zhengying's desk. Sitting opposite Gu Muchen and Lin Meier, her small eyes were narrowed until there was only a slit left.

Lin Meier instinctively didn't like this half-bald old man. Although his eyes were small, they were shining brightly. He looked like an old guy who was difficult to get along with.

Lin Meier dislikes dealing with such people the most, isn't it nice to be straight?
"Me? I'm fine, don't bother you, you should do whatever you want, I have guests here." Xiao Zhengying hated Song Qiuming's behavior very much, and waved his hands to chase people away.

"Really? But how did I hear that you didn't arrest the person who killed Tang Lin, but instead treated him like a guest? What do you guys think of this?" Song Qiuming was not ambiguous at all. Although the sentence was directed at Xiao Zhengying, his eyes were only on Gu Muchen and the two of them.

"Heh!" Lin Meier snorted coldly when she heard this. "Would you like to try and see if you caught me first, or I took over your lair first? Anyway, I already took over one, and I don't mind doing it all at once. After all, it's different from before the end of the world. It's better for the base to have the final say. , Too much sound is prone to problems.”

Lin Meier's fingers fluttered, a thin rattan twirled around her fingertips, like a green elf dancing between her fingers.

"You!" Song Qiuming was taken aback, he didn't expect Lin Meier to be so straightforward, "It's better for young people not to show their sharpness like this. Before the roots of the tree are firmly established, they want to grow taller, and they are not afraid of being broken halfway."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Meier flicked her finger, and the tiny vine shot past Song Qiuming's ear. Even though the vine was small, it also scratched Song Qiuming's ear, leaving a bloodstain.

Song Qiuming was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Lin Meier to do it directly.

"I've always been a person who can fight but never speak. Anything that can be solved by force is nothing!" Lin Meier raised her eyes and said quietly, "Do you want to try?"

There was no warmth in her eyes, looking at Song Qiuming was like looking at a dead person.

"You! Don't be too arrogant! You are not the only one with supernatural powers! Believe it or not, as long as I shout, this room will be immediately surrounded by supernatural beings. Those are all Tang Lin's people. By then, you will only I can't eat anymore and walk away!" Song Qiuming was not willing to be scared, and couldn't help saying, his face was so red that his neck was thick, and he seemed to be competing with Lin Meier.

(End of this chapter)

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