She knows that men are always persistent, especially when it comes to her, they will pay 100% attention. He has lost twice in the proposal. Although I didn't go back afterwards and didn't mention it again after abiding by the rules, I must always remember it in my heart.

However, under this situation, Qin Qing still felt romantic when she heard the bet, which was more touching than any flower ring.

So she bent her eyes, smiled and promised, "OK."

The sound fell, the whip in her hand had been thrown out, the barbed chain was embedded in the skin, gently pulled back, and a string of blood flowers floated in the rain curtain.

Feng Yan's hand was also not slow. Especially, with the professional and excellent technology of the soldiers and the arrogant strength, people had been snapped and broke their neck as soon as they arrived. They raised their foot and kicked it out at the right angle. They directly hit the spleen and didn't even touch a drop of blood on their trouser legs.

Although these people have lost their senses, they have only primary combat effectiveness. Under the circular combat mode of back-to-back tacit understanding between them, it is as easy to harvest heads as straw.

In less than 20 minutes, the experimental zombie downstairs has become a real body, lying in a mess in the garden.

When she stood under the eaves, Qin Qing shook the blood on her whip, raised her eyebrows and reported a number, "forty-eight."

Feng Yan was silent for a moment and wiped the rain on his face. His expression was not very good-looking. He said in a deep voice reluctantly, "forty seven."

One less than a girl.

Qin Qing frowned, looked up at him and said teasingly, "major general, you lost again."

"...." Feng Yan rarely showed a helpless look. The girl in front of him loved and hated her, but he couldn't help forcing her. He could only spit out two words, "next time."

Next time, he will never lose again.

"Hehe, I haven't said my bet yet." Qin Qing was amused by his stubborn appearance. He played with his breath. The next second he stretched out his hand and pulled down the other party's wet suit collar, and accurately printed his lips, "my bet is to marry you."

You can't propose if you lose, but I have the right to marry you.

Feng Yan was stunned. He subconsciously put his hands around her waist and quickly replied, "I promise you."

"..." Qin Qing blushed and bit her lips. She wanted to correct the other party's modesty. After thinking about it, she couldn't bear to destroy the atmosphere and simply buried her face in the other party's mouth.

She knows that Feng Yan's skill is better than her. Just now, in order to protect her, she has been deliberately or unintentionally blocking the attack for her, which slowed her down.

This result is actually the most fair.

However, having said that

"I'll make a wedding report immediately after I go back." men who have never had romantic cells can't understand the shy mood of the girl in their arms at the moment. Their brains have thought of the follow-up wedding arrangements and organized a one-stop plan logically and quickly.

Qin Qing could not laugh or cry. She wanted to make fun of it, but when she thought of the rain, the mountains of corpses outside and the difficulties she was about to face, she felt very soft hearted. She could only lean on each other's arms and whispered, "OK, listen to you."

Smelling the speech, the strength of the big hand on the waist deepened a bit, as if to melt her into bone and blood and insert her into her chest tightly.

"Ha ha..." Qin Qing heard the man laugh for the first time.

She bent her mouth, gently closed her eyes, listened to the tremor in her chest between the ups and downs of laughter, and raised a smile called happiness.

After a short stay in this tense atmosphere for a few minutes, they pushed open the door of the villa under the eaves.

The heavy brown door opened slowly. What came into view was the home style of medieval Europe, Scottish carpets, Van Gogh's oil paintings on the wall, the fire in the fireplace crackled, and the temperature of the whole room made both of them feel their limbs warm after a rain.

On the rocking chair next to the fireplace, Qin Yu was happily holding a glass of red wine to drink. The rocking rhythm of the recliner made her squint her eyes slightly, revealing a comfortable expression of drowsiness.

"I should have guessed that Fan Hong has been in power in Macao for 20 years. It's impossible to overthrow it so easily just by Qin Qing and the Song family. Sure enough, major general Feng is doing his best." Qin Yu sighed slowly, half opened his eyes and tilted his head at the two people at the door. Her face was distorted and unnatural by the fire in the fireplace.

"She took drugs." Feng Yan saw each other's addiction and gentleman's symptoms at a glance. He raised his vigilance and stood in front of the girl.

Qin Yu smiled foolishly, "hehe, what's worse than her? All of you have to abandon me. The person you want to marry in the contract is clearly me. The company commander's old fools are the same. They ignore my real value. I think you despise me because you haven't seen my skills."

Qin Yu, who has just injected drugs and is excited by the central nervous system at this time, is already in a hypothetical state.

Feng Yan and Qin Qing tried to get close to her. Unfortunately, they were stared at by their gloomy eyes without taking two steps.

"Have you forgotten that I still have the handle? The antidote to the virus is only mine. The incubation period of Feng Yan is coming. He can't last long. Otherwise, you think Mr. Feng is willing to let you come to Las Vegas." Qin Yu played with the wine glass in his hand, as if he remembered something funny, and his eyes flashed a touch of excitement, "Do you know why there is this contract? Because I met Feng Yan four years ago. He is tall and strong, like a sword out of its sheath, and has the wildness to cut everything. The first time I saw him, I thought he was my Mr right. Unfortunately, you certainly don't remember me. At that time, your sister just died, your spiritual world collapsed, and the virus broke out early, so I had to Hypnotize you. "

From the memories she described, Qin Qing and Feng Yan both happened to think of the memory that had been missing for three months. So far, the records of Feng Yan's three months have not been found in the high-level files.

It turned out that he was hypnotized by Qin Yu.

"What did you do to him?" Qin Qing felt more and more uneasy. She couldn't help coming out from behind the man and facing Qin Yu on the couch.

If the other party can be so confident, there must be a back move.

Qin Yu glanced at her with his eyes askew, and suddenly raised a strange smile at the corners of his mouth. A pair of lips very similar to her gently opened and exhaled, "nothing, just put something in his central nervous system and set some new equipment for the virus. Look..."

Generally speaking, she picked up something similar to a remote control from the next table.

"Like this, just press it."