Chapter 140

Qiao Suisui saw that his face was not very good, so she didn't ask further. She stood up and wanted to take back the wolf tooth, but saw Ka'er raise his arm to the highest point, making it impossible for her to reach even if she stood on tiptoe.

"Ka'er, stop messing around, give it back to me."

Ka'er was expressionless, without his usual teasing and shamelessness. He let her jump up and reach for it, but he didn't give in at all.

"Ka'er, what exactly do you want to do?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, and bit her lower lip without being satisfied, clearly hating her to the bone, but still controlling his strength, unable to bear to really bite her.

Qiao Suisui didn't understand what kind of madness he was having, and pushed him away with force.

Her strength was not great at all, but it made the man retreat a step weakly.

"You can kiss him, but you can't kiss me?" His eyes were red, and he said through gritted teeth, "That kind of street rat is okay, why can't I?"

Qiao Suisui saw that he was really angry, and was a bit at a loss. Ka'er had always been at ease and shameless in front of her, and was smiling most of the time. She had never seen him so serious.

Thinking of his words just now, Qiao Suisui frowned and asked, "Have you been monitoring us?"

"I was on a mission, I didn't expect you to be mixed up with the Rebel Army." Ka'er's expression was serious, his hands holding her shoulders, saying word by word, "Sui Sui, don't get close to him."

Qiao Suisui blinked twice and said, "Too late."

Ka'er narrowed his eyes, his anger rushing to his hair. He really wanted to press her on his lap and spank her.

Before he could suppress his anger, this ancestor made another request to him.

"Can you take me to the Southern Battlefield with a breakthrough?"

"Impossible, that's suicide."

Qiao Suisui expected that he wouldn't agree easily, so she stepped forward, climbed onto his arm, and whispered in his ear, "If you take me, I'll agree to one condition."

The heat sprayed on her earlobe, making Ka'er's fire shift to his lower abdomen.

The man was furious, pinched her waist, his broad back forming a sharp contrast with the petite figure in his arms.

"What do you call this? Using my liking for you to make a deal? What if my condition is for you to be with me?"

"Then let's be together."

Ka'er was laughed at by her attitude of breaking the jar. He pinched her slender neck with the hand that hadn't taken off the glove, the black of the leather and the moist white of her skin forming a picture with great tension. Her lips were still swollen, her eyes were wet, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, like a little fox that bewitched people.

The man's eyes were full of seriousness, watching her for a long time, and finally gave in.

"What I want is for you to fall in love with me willingly."

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, Qiao Suisui sighed, leaned over, and kissed his chin.

Ka'er was stunned by this kiss. It wasn't that they hadn't kissed before, but every time it was him taking the initiative. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to lean over. The fire that had just been suppressed was stirred up by her again.

"What is this? A bribe?"

"Prepaid reward."

"What pre—" halfway through, Ka'er understood what she meant. Last time, he brought photos to Zongfang and asked her for a labor dispatch fee. This time she learned from him.

"Learning nothing good..."

Ka'er looked up, looking helplessly at the mottled traces on the top of the bridge hole, having no way to deal with this little thing.

Qiao Suisui looked at him ingratiatingly and asked, "Then can you take me to the Southern Battlefield?"

"Kiss me again." Qiao Suisui obediently kissed his cheek again.

"Kiss again."

She stood on tiptoe, wanting to kiss his cheek, but her head was pressed by a large hand wearing a black glove, and she kissed his lips directly.

He kissed fiercely, as if to merge each other's souls together. Ka'er took the opportunity to rub her into his arms, lowering his head to deeply seize the air in her mouth. At that moment, it was as if the whole world had disappeared.

Not until Qiao Suisui couldn't breathe did Ka'er let her go with nostalgia. His eyes were full of suppressed desire. "I'll be pissed to death by you sooner or later."

Ka'er finally agreed to take her to the Southern Battlefield, but Qiao Suisui had to agree not to leave him more than half a step. — Southern Battlefield.

"Sigh, really unlucky, why were we the ones sent to patrol this ghost place!" a service personnel said in a low voice to the person beside him, his voice carrying a trace of awe.

The other person whispered, "Isn't it? How did we get drawn to the Dead Bone Prison? I heard this place used to be a village, called Da... something-line, sigh, anyway, this place is unlucky."

"Eh, why don't we pretend to be injured and let that silver-haired guy go in himself?"

"Good idea."

After the two finished discussing, one suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. The other hurriedly supported him and shouted at the man who was walking in front without a word: "What should we do? I'll stay to take care of him, why don't you go in first!"

Zongfang turned back coldly, glanced at the two people with clumsy acting, didn't want to bother, and walked alone, leaving the two people who were lazy in place.

Not long after, after he finished patrolling and intended to return, he suddenly slipped and fell into a hidden pit.

Dust rose.

In the darkness, he steadied his figure and looked around with the dim light from above. The pit was piled with white bones, like a huge tomb.

Zongfang's expression remained unchanged. It was very common to encounter corpses on the Southern Battlefield, but these bones seemed to have been dusty here for a long time, leaving only inhuman white bones. Zongfang's sharp eyes scanned in the dim light. Suddenly, his gaze was attracted by a flash of light.

He walked forward, looking at the worn-out clothes on one of the skeletons, and reached out to pick up the badge pinned to the clothes. It was this little thing that had just emitted the light.

The badge was printed with the Federation's logo.

Zongfang's brows furrowed slightly, and he squatted down to carefully check the details of the skeleton. The remaining equipment and identification on the skeleton confirmed that the person's identity before death was a member of the former elite team.

A complex look flashed extremely quickly in his eyes.

Then he inadvertently discovered a recorder on the skeleton, which looked completely unusable, but he still took it off.

"Hey! Are you okay? Here's a rope, pull it and come up!"

It was the two people who saw that he hadn't returned for a long time and found the courage to come looking for him.

Zongfang put the recorder into his pocket, turned back to take a final look at the skeleton, and then climbed up nimbly with his bare hands along the edge of the wall. Seeing this, the two looked at each other and put away the useless rope sheepishly.

After returning, it was routine reporting and training. At night, when everyone was asleep, Zongfang repaired the recorder with very simple tools in a few moments.

The recorder's screen lit up. Zongfang sat on a towering huge rock, with the wilderness behind him.

He looked down at the video clips on the screen, and when he flipped to the last video clip, his pupils contracted sharply.

The last scene in the recorder was a warship with the Federation logo dropping bombs, causing the surroundings to instantly fall into purgatory. The crying of ordinary people, the intermittent calls for help and evacuation from the elite team's intercom, all proved the tragedy of it all.

The night wind blew his hair into a mess, but the man didn't move, as if frozen. After a long while, he took out the storage chip from the recorder, embedded it under the skin of his forearm, and then destroyed the recorder.

At the same time, Qiao Suisui and Ka'er had just stepped onto the land of the Southern Battlefield.

Everyone's fate had changed quietly.

(End of chapter)