The sound of wind and whimpers passed over the roof, and the footsteps of zombies, accompanied by roars, sounded from inside the empty and dark building.

Si Nan's wrists were tightly pinned behind his back by Zhou Rong, he raised his chin and stared at Yan Hao condescendingly, asking for a long time: "How much is your life worth?"

The pale moonlight leaked out from the dark clouds, reflecting Yan Hao's pale complexion.

"Si Nan, calm down, listen to me." Zhou Rong's voice in Si Nan's ear was quite urgent. While pulling him back, he tried his best to comfort him in a low voice: "It was my idea, it has nothing to do with Yan Hao.

Brother Rong must not be infected, ah, obedient, obedient Si Xiaonan...Si Nan!"

The tone of the last note suddenly changed, and Zhou Rong felt a strong force coming from in front of him. It was Si Nan - he actually broke free from his wrist, turned around with an indescribable gesture in the blink of an eye, and threw Zhou Rong with a thunderous kick.

Get out!

The skill was so fast that Zhou Rong stood up quickly, but was defeated step by step under Simon's aggressive close attack. Yan Hao took advantage of the opportunity to stand up and retreat, but before he could take two steps back, he saw Si Nan grabbing Zhou Rong.

His arms flung his entire body from his shoulders to the ground like a whirlwind.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yan Hao, stepped on his chest, and used the strength to fly up. Yan Hao could only feel the strong wind blowing against his face. The experienced special forces soldier did not even have time to react, and was hit again

A deep and fierce backspin kick in the air hit the side of the skull, causing blood to spurt out and he fell out!

The incident happened too quickly. Sinan had never really taken action against these special forces, but at this moment, he was like a wild cheetah that finally couldn't restrain its ferocity, and eliminated them in less than five seconds.

Ning Yu only had time to open the helicopter door and shouted loudly amidst the hunting wind: "Wait--"

Yan Hao felt his lumbar spine sinking. In the midst of severe dizziness, he realized that he was pressed against the hard concrete floor by Simon's knees, and then his fingers that were holding the antibody were pulled away one by one.

"Si Nan, Si Nan, don't be like this..." Yan Hao said painfully: "Si Nan..."

Si Nan turned a deaf ear and his breathing was hoarse and bloody. Just when he was about to forcefully break Yan Hao's last finger apart, his throat suddenly tightened.

Zhou Rong staggered up from behind, tightened his elbow on Si Nan's neck, and almost used all his strength to drag him away from Yan Hao, dragging him several meters away and holding him tightly in his arms.

"Look at me, Si Nan, look at me." Zhou Rong squeezed him into the corner, pressed his whole body on him, blocked all the exits for Si Nan's struggle with this desperate posture, and forcefully pulled his chin to give orders.

He looked into his own eyes: "I am your Brother Rong, did you see it? How can you bear to do something to Brother Rong? Ah?"

Si Nan's short hair was soaked with sweat, and his slender black eyebrows were twisted together. In comparison, his face was shockingly pale. Zhou Rong held Si Nan's head with trembling hands, forcing him not to break away and could only look into his own eyes: "It's okay.

Come on, stop crying, it's okay... Be obedient Si Xiaonan, you asked Brother Rong to take that injection, what if the antibodies are gone? How dare Brother Rong have the nerve to live?"

Si Nan said word by word: "You have made an appointment, you..."

Zhou Rong said: "Yes, it was my idea and it has nothing to do with Yan Hao. Calm down and listen to me...Si Nan!"

Zhou Rong pushed back Sinan who started struggling again: "Listen to me! Only one out of ten antibodies can survive. Do you want to bet the hope of all mankind on this one-tenth chance? Ah?

What should I do if I lose the bet?!"

Si Nan loosened Zhou Rong's collar little by little, and his palms were soaked with black blood gurgling out.

The blood was cold, but it burned his fingers sharply.

"What if... what if I win the bet?" Zhou Rong asked tremblingly: "How do you want me to live and face myself? You might as well kill me for fun, right?"

On the other side, Ning Yu strode over, the collar and hem of his white coat swinging violently in the strong wind. He knelt on the ground and opened his medical kit.

Si Nan leaned slumped in the corner, his hands deeply inserted into his hair, and the infected black blood rubbed against his eyes and eyebrows, and Zhou Rong raised his hand to wipe it away vigorously.

"Let me beg you, okay Simon? Listen." Zhou Rong pulled his hand away, then lifted up the hem of his T-shirt to wipe the blood on his palm, and said hoarsely over and over again: "You have to live.

I beg you to live. You are still young, and you have never seen anyone better than Brother Rong. In the future, you will meet someone who will truly accompany you for a lifetime... Let's be sad for a while, and then forget about it, okay?

Brother Rong will always love you."

"I will always love you," Zhou Rong murmured again, with warmth and moisture on his hard cheeks. He didn't know that he would shed tears again.

That is actually regret.

Will Simon be sad for a while and forget about it?

Won't.

He knew that if he had not marked Simon, if Simon was still an Omega who could come and go freely, then he might indeed be sad for a while, maybe a few months, maybe a year or two, and one day the sadness would fade away from his heart with time.

Like shadows fading in the rising sunlight.

However, everything becomes different after the mark. The connection established both psychologically and physically is difficult to break automatically with death. He can die, but Simon will walk in a long and lonely time for a long, long time. Even if it is surgically wiped

Without the influence of pheromones, the deeper mark in the soul will never disappear.

This cruel knowledge made Zhou Rong more afraid and regretful than death.

The heart, liver, and lungs were all pierced by the sharp blade, and the blade was twisted into the weakest part of the heart, until the internal organs were rotten into a pool of bloody mud.

Simon is innocent.

He was completely seduced by himself, ignorantly walked into a fatal trap, and gave his extremely precious love that everyone wanted without reservation to a person who was not worthy at all.

Zhou Rong has never felt his selfishness and despicability so clearly as at this moment. If he could turn back time, he would definitely go back to that New Year's Eve when the mountains were covered with snow, pinch himself who tried every means to induce Si Nan to come into estrus, and put him

Pushed out the door and died in the snow.

But now it's too late.

Every time Zhou Rong took a breath, there was a rough and fishy heat. He forced Si Nan's head to his chest and turned around to signal Yan Hao to go first.

Yan Hao's eyes were full of tears, and he stared at Si Nan for a moment, his eyes were very sad and desperate. Then his eyes shifted to Zhou Rong, as if he was saying his final farewell, he slowly retreated step by step towards the iron gate of the rooftop.

But just when he was about to retreat to the door, Ning Yu suddenly stood up, staggering in the strong wind and rushed towards Zhou Rong: "Wait!"

As soon as Zhou Rong was distracted, his grip on the back of Si Nan's neck loosened. Si Nan looked up and saw Yan Hao who was about to exit, and immediately burst into a new round of struggle. Zhou Rong immediately hugged him tightly and yelled.

Ask Ning Yu: "What do you want to do?!"

"This!" Ning Yu half-knelt on one knee in front of Zhou Rong, pointed at the light yellow glass bottle in her hand, and then pointed at Si Nan. She screamed as hard as she could in the roar of the helicopter engine to hear her voice clearly: "Serum!"

Zhou Rong was stunned.

"I drew 800cc of Simon's blood. I only had time to isolate this serum before I left. I was going to give Chen Yajing an experiment, but you took me away before I could inject it. The serum may temporarily resist the toxicity. Do you want to use it?"

Zhou Rong stared closely at the bottle of light yellow liquid in front of him, and then suddenly remembered the reason why Chen Yajing came to the underground laboratory alone during the zombie siege - to test the anti-toxicity of the serum at the last moment.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Simon say angrily: "No!"

"Si Nan?"

"The serum is lethal." Si Nan said hoarsely: "Ning Yu only tested it once. Within a few minutes after the injection... the person died suddenly..."

The glimmer of hope that had just risen turned cold in an instant, and Zhou Rong was unable to say anything.

Ning Yu said coldly: "Yes, or you can try that unknown antibody or not. You should have found it from the military laboratory, right? The medical community conducted research in the early days of the virus outbreak.

The cure rate of antibodies is not one in ten, but between 1% and 3%." He turned to look at Yan Hao and asked, "Have you ever had antibodies?"

Yan Hao was at a loss and nodded.

Ning Yu said: "Very good, young man, you will definitely make a fortune by buying lottery tickets."

Zhou Rong didn't know what kind of expression he should show, and a hint of twisted absurdity and comedy suddenly arose in his despair.

Si Nan grabbed his shoulders and tried to stand up. Following this movement, Yan Hao immediately took two big steps back and firmly held the handle of the rooftop iron door - but the next second Zhou Rong suddenly used force to pull Si Nan in.

He came into his arms and tapped his slightly bearded chin on the back of Simon's neck. Like a male wolf smelling fresh flesh and blood, he greedily took a big gulp of his own Omega's breath.

As if gaining infinite courage through this action, he kissed Si Nan on his temples, raised his eyes and said:

"I'll fight."

"What are you doing?" Simon shouted sternly: "You will die!"

"I will die now." Zhou Rong answered him gently, stroking his face and saying with red eyes: "Don't you want me to give you a serum? Don't you believe you can save Brother Rong, huh? Si Xiaonan

?”

Si Nan couldn't answer him, so he could only slump into the corner and insert one hand deeply into the hair on his forehead, covering half of his eyes.

Zhou Rong stood up and leaned down to kiss his thin wrist with bulging veins. At that moment, their faces were so close, but their expressions were completely different. Simon closed his eyes in pain, while Zhou Rong's deeply furrowed brows had a trace of sadness.

Be pious.

Ning Yu raised his flashlight and looked at the wound on the back of Zhou Rong's neck. It was originally a tiny scratch half the length of a small fingernail, but it quickly festered and became infected under the influence of Pandora virus. Now the wound has become eroded. Ning Yu took out the syringe

The air was slowly pushed out, and he gestured to the wound, without raising his head, and said: "Congratulations on becoming my ninety-sixth **experimenter, Captain Zhou."

Zhou Rong laughed at himself: "Does it have any special meaning?"

"No." Ning Yu said, "But ninety-six is ​​at least an auspicious number."

Si Nan sat with his back against the wall, burying his face deeply in his hands. Zhou Rong wanted to pull his fingers, but as soon as he raised his arms, a sudden pain came from the back of his neck that had been numb, and he was caught off guard and said, "Ah!"

One sound.

"The wound is too big, it will be very painful." Ning Yu mocked behind him: "But you should thank me for separating a lot of serum, enough for infiltration injection."

Zhou Rong had never experienced such a painful injection in his life. He could only feel the fire going up against the nerves. Even his voice changed: "More serum...could it help...anti-virus..."

"It's possible," Ning Yu said. "If sudden death occurs, the death will be faster and less painful."

Zhou Rong smiled bitterly. It took several minutes before the injection was finished and he let out a long sigh.

"Stop crying, Si Xiaonan, look at Brother Rong and you are really united this time..." Zhou Rong cheered up and joked, leaning forward to hook Si Nan's little finger as if to please. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, the world started to spin, and even the sound

I couldn't even utter it, and the next second I heard a heavy sound in my ears - bang!
To be continued...