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153. Chapter 153 You are the fucking nasty

Xiahou Huan'er's head turned and she immediately understood. Ya Aopo must have wanted to kill someone and silence her, that villain, a bitch.

It seemed that the other party was a mercenary killer. She suppressed the joke on her face and said seriously: "How much is the imperial capital's offer? I'll pay double the price for you to protect us."

The other party looked at her suspiciously: "How can I trust you?"

Xia Houhuan'er sneered with narrowed eyes: "You must believe me."

"Who are you?"

"We are from the zombie camp."

He suddenly realized: "So you are from the zombie camp. No wonder the emperor wants to hunt you down."

Xiahou Huan'er immediately snorted: "Tch, you are too naive. They want to kill me, not because we are from the zombie camp, they want to kill people and silence me."

"What secrets do you know about them?" he was curious.

A calculating smile immediately appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's face: "Curiosity kills the cat, do you also want to be the target of the imperial capital? I don't mind having an extra companion."

He immediately shook his head and waved his hand: "Forget it, don't tell me."

He doesn't want to be a sniper target.

"What about? Pay twice the price to kill us, or pay double the price to protect us?" Xiahou Huan'er stared at him.

"This..." He hesitated.

"The person with me is a senior figure in the zombie camp. As long as you protect us and reach our destination safely, he will never treat you badly."

"Are you zombies? You don't look like one."

"Quen, I'm not a zombie, of course I don't look like one."

He weighed it and bargained: "It's still a long way from here to the zombie camp. There must be many mercenaries targeting you now. The danger is not a problem. Let's do this, triple the price."

"Okay, deal." As long as he is willing to do it, not to mention three times, but ten times, she agrees. Is it worth the corpse king's life? She laughed, "Handsome guy, what's your name?"

He was also happy: "You can call me Sogying."

The corner of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but chuckle: "Fly? Why do you call me such a disgusting name?"

Souei looked at her like she was an idiot: "It's Souei, the shadow of a shadow, not a fly. The pronunciation is so different that you can confuse it. I'm convinced."

Xiahou Huan'er laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, the language has regional differences, please call me Liu." Their current identities are not easy to be exposed.

Cang Ying suddenly pursed her lips and smiled: "Isn't it Xia Liu?"

Xiahou Huan'er was startled. This fly was intentional. He immediately glared and became angry: "You are so dirty."

Hearing this, Souei laughed heartily. Unexpectedly, this employer was quite interesting.

"You're making fun of me, come here quickly, we have to go to the hospital, you carry him." Xia Houhuan'er glared at him and pulled out Dongfang Xing who had just been put aside.

Cang Ying smiled sullenly and walked over. When his hand was placed on Dongfang Xing's pulse, his face changed slightly. His fingers went to explore the pulse on his neck. Before his hand could touch it, Xia Hou Huan'er was immediately touched.

She slapped him away and stared at him displeased: "What are you doing?"

Souei's face was solemn: "Liu, he is dead."

Xia Hou Huan'er's pretty face suddenly darkened, and her shining black eyes were immediately filled with violent murderous intent. She stared at him sinisterly: "Damn you, if you have the guts to say that again, I will destroy you."

Souei's face suddenly froze. This man was really dead and had no pulse at all. He wondered if there was something wrong with her brain.


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