Three fighter jets escorted the helicopter back to X Group headquarters.
Xu Qian quickly sent the Level Four zombie data to Tang Zhiyuan, then messaged Tang Zhishen about the REPA vaccine transaction.
It was to be sold to the two major bases for 200 crystal cores per vaccine, as she had said, with any excess crystal cores subsidized by her.
The situation at X Group was uncertain this time…
A cold glint flashed in Xu Qian’s eyes. No one knew what Song Xiaoping truly intended, and preparation was essential.
Three hours later, the plane descended onto the familiar helipad.
The strong wind tousled her long hair, and Xu Qian narrowed her eyes slightly.
Not far away stood a man in a black robe, with short brown hair, pale skin, soft features, yet a sharp jawline and rosy lips.
At first glance, he appeared to be a pure and harmless youth, but in reality, he was more insidious than anyone.
“Qian Ya.”
Song Xiaoping approached with apparent excitement, displaying immense joy at seeing her.
He had expected that after destroying the Future Base, she would be unable to contain herself and come to him, whether to fight or scold, anything was fine.
But why hadn't she come to him…
He waited month after month, and finally, he couldn't resist and brought her back.
He just wanted to see her, to hold her.
Xu Qian’s lips curved into a faint smile, and she raised her hand, slapping him.
With a sharp “crack.”
Song Xiaoping’s left cheek turned slightly to the side. Her palm stung, but his face bore no mark.
Zombies, after all, had thick skin.
The people around them were so frightened they lowered their heads, wishing they could vanish immediately.
The leader had been hit… perhaps only Xu Qian dared to do it. The leader’s most beloved Xu Qian.
Song Xiaoping’s tongue pressed against his cheek. Excitement flickered in his eyes; he seemed to feel the pain.
“Qian Ya, your force was too weak.”
Xu Qian retaliated with a slap to his right cheek. If he enjoyed being hit so much, he could have his fill!
Just as she was about to strike again, the man grabbed her wrist. Xu Qian tried to pull away but couldn’t budge him.
“We’ll take our time hitting each other later. You can hit me however you want.”
Song Xiaoping’s voice was hoarse, his gaze fixed intensely on her face.
“Heh.”
Xu Qian used brute force to wrench her hand free. Song Xiaoping didn’t press further and willingly let go.
Her voice was distant, “When you destroyed the people of the Future Base, we were already over.”
Song Xiaoping’s eyes darkened, and he raised his hand, gesturing behind him.
Everyone lowered their eyes, consciously withdrawing.
He stepped forward. As the distance between them closed, he lowered his proud head and chuckled softly, “Qian Ya, you’re not a kind woman, why are you so angry?”
Xu Qian moved swiftly, her hand clamping around his neck with unyielding force.
Her voice was cold, devoid of emotion as she spoke word by word, “The Future Base is very important to me. Whether you are Xu Lü, Xiao Ping, or Song Xiaoping, you must die!”
The Future Base was her life’s work; he had destroyed her life’s work, her hope.
How could she not hate him?
Song Xiaoping didn’t care if his throat was about to be crushed. He was a zombie, and more importantly, the leader of X Group. No matter what, he wouldn’t die.
Unless, he himself willed it.
“You and Tang Zhishen are so in love, shouldn’t I be angry?”
“Xu Qian, do you have a heart? Whether I lost my memory, partially lost it, or regained it, I’ve loved you all along. What about you?”
“The men around you have never ceased. The leaders of all the bases are under your charm, aren’t they? Xu Qian? Don’t you allow me to retaliate?”
“You can make love with them, but why would you show him that expression, that look of liking him?”