Black Sky - Chapter 40

No one noticed that strange black threads began to appear from the edge of Bai Zi’s right eye socket, gradually covering the whites of her eyes like burning flames, and her dark pupils also began to narrow, and a terrifying white color appeared.

The constantly emerging agitation was like a devil’s claw stretching out from hell, dragging Bai Zi into the abyss.

It seemed that a giant beast hidden in her heart was about to break through her chest, constantly urging Bai Zi to pounce on that guard. But Bai Zi desperately grasped her remaining sanity, trying hard to analyze the situation she was facing.

Meng Yilan and that guard were facing Bai Zi head-on. If she pounced over without regard for the consequences, it might anger the guard, causing Meng Yilan to die from the gunshot.

“Ada, let’s talk it over.” Uncle Hong, who was sitting by the bonfire, still maintained his posture of leaning against the wall, holding a glass filled with wine in his hand, his face as usual, seeming very calm.

But in fact, the hand holding the wine glass was bulging with veins due to excessive force—it was obvious that he was trying hard to suppress his panic.

Mao Mao, who had been squatting to the side gnawing on an apple, had thrown away the food in its mouth the moment the guard suddenly grabbed Meng Yilan, and bit the guard’s thigh.

Under the stinging pain, the guard kicked Mao Mao away fiercely. Mao Mao immediately got up, preparing to pounce on the other party again, but Meng Yilan called out in a timely manner: “Mao Mao.”

Hearing its name, Mao Mao immediately stopped moving. Although it didn’t go forward, it was still baring its teeth at the guard, refusing to leave.

It seemed that the calmest person in the room was the hostage, Meng Yilan.

At this time, she was sitting upright on the long bench as before, her expression indifferent, only her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but it wasn’t because she felt uneasy about being pointed at with a gun, but because the guard behind her was too close, making her feel uncomfortable.

The guard, called Ada, finally turned his gaze back to Uncle Hong after Mao Mao stopped pestering him.

Whether it was because he was too nervous, or because he had been bitten by a mutant, Ada was now sweating profusely. He suddenly shouted: “I want to do that secret experiment!”

Hearing the word “experiment” again, Meng Yilan raised her eyebrows, asking with interest: “What experiment?”

“You don’t know? Are you kidding me?” Ada bit his teeth angrily. “You’re the chairman’s precious daughter, how could you not know?!”

The surrounding guards looked at each other, seemingly not knowing what the “experiment” Ada was talking about was.

Uncle Hong’s face darkened slightly. He glanced at a guard standing not far behind Ada, signaling the other party to find a good opportunity to shoot.

“Sorry, I really don’t know,” Meng Yilan said lightly. “Why don’t you tell me, what is the secret experiment you want to do, and I’ll have Uncle Hong arrange it?”

Ada’s expression softened a little: “Really?”

“Miss Meng!” Uncle Hong, who had been leaning against the wall, suddenly straightened his body, his face becoming more and more unsightly.

Ada was confused by the attitudes of Meng Yilan and Uncle Hong.

“Listen,” Meng Yilan said, ignoring Uncle Hong’s obstruction. “The current situation is that if you kill me, you’ll definitely die, but if you let me go, Uncle Hong might not keep his promise—so, your only way out is to agree to make a deal with me.”

Just as Ada was hesitating, Uncle Hong’s eyes narrowed, and then his head tilted slightly.

At the same time, the guard who was waiting for orders held up his rifle, but Meng Yilan suddenly said: “You better pay more attention to your back.”

Uncle Hong was stunned, and the guard who was preparing to shoot stopped pulling the trigger.

“See,” Meng Yilan continued. “I’m cooperating with you so much, and you still don’t believe me?”

“You really will have Uncle Hong arrange for me to do the experiment?” Ada was still hesitant.

“You have no choice.” Meng Yilan replied.

Ada swallowed, and said in a low voice: “The company has a medicine that, as long as it’s injected into the body of someone who’s been bitten by a mutant, that person won’t turn into a mutant.”

Meng Yilan frowned: “Won’t turn into a mutant?”

Ada added: “And their body will become very powerful…”

“That’s a rumor!” Uncle Hong interrupted Ada sternly. “Our ‘Hongya’ has never done this kind of nonsense experiment!”

“I’ve seen it with my own eyes!” Ada’s emotions suddenly became agitated, but then he said with a choked voice, “I, I…I don’t want to die…I really…don’t want to…”

“Ada, you won’t die, don’t be afraid…”

“You’re not the one who’s been bitten, of course you’re not afraid!” Ada shouted. “After turning into a mutant…”

“Listen to me…”

For some reason, Ada’s body began to tremble, and his eyes began to reveal an unusual redness. He looked at Meng Yilan, and said incoherently: “I, I don’t want to die, I know, I know, that medicine is very expensive…”

Just as the two were arguing, only Meng Yilan noticed that Bai Zi, who had been silent all along, was slowly walking towards them. Her right eye was pitch black, and her pupils had narrowed into thin white lines.

At this time, Bai Zi was like a beast, following the scent of its prey, slowly walking towards Ada and Meng Yilan.

At this time, Ada finally noticed that something was wrong, and shouted at Bai Zi: “What are you doing?!”

Bai Zi stared at Ada with her pitch-black right eye, like an eagle locking onto its prey, ready to swoop down from the sky at any moment, tearing Ada apart in an instant.

Mao Mao was also startled by Bai Zi, who was exuding a strong murderous aura, but it still followed her tremblingly, calling out anxiously from time to time.

“Don’t come over!” Ada became more and more agitated, and the hand holding the gun trembled.

“Bai Zi.” Meng Yilan called softly, just like she had called Mao Mao before, only her tone was softer.

Like a spell, Bai Zi froze in place, and the murderous aura on her face suddenly dissipated a little. Her right pupil, which had been staring at Ada, also turned to Meng Yilan.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine,” Meng Yilan continued softly, like coaxing a child. “Don’t come over, be good.”

After the word “good” was spoken, Bai Zi’s thin pupils suddenly widened, and the surrounding darkness faintly dissipated. Her mind seemed to be gradually recovering.

But just then, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

The person who fired the gun was Liao Yuting, who was standing by the door.

The person who was shot was Ada.

Before Ada could react, the sharp pain in his abdomen had already made him slide to the ground with his back against the wall. Extreme panic made Ada raise his handgun, aim it at Meng Yilan, and pull the trigger.

The moment the bullet passed through Meng Yilan’s right arm, Bai Zi pounced on Ada like a tiger released from its cage.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, even Uncle Hong was at a loss, seemingly unable to tell what had happened in those short few seconds.

Bai Zi, in full view of everyone, straddled Ada, who was paralyzed on the ground, and twisted his head off in an instant with both hands.

But this didn’t seem to calm the agitation in Bai Zi’s heart. She leaned down, and directly bit into Ada’s neck.

Although Bai Zi’s teeth weren’t sharp, her strong jaw strength actually tore the flesh on Ada’s neck.

Blood splattered like a fountain, but Bai Zi still didn’t stop. She put her right hand into the flesh that she had bitten open, and then with a forceful tug, the thin skin on Ada’s neck was torn apart in an instant.

Just as Bai Zi wanted to continue gnawing, that familiar call sounded again from behind: “Bai Zi.”

Time seemed to freeze suddenly. Bai Zi straightened up, but sat there blankly, like a robot that had run out of power, her face dazed.

Meng Yilan walked slowly to her side, and said softly: “Bai Zi, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry.”

Bai Zi turned her head, her thin pupils staring at Meng Yilan, who was slowly approaching.

“Miss Meng?” Uncle Hong called out worriedly. “Don’t go over there!”

But Meng Yilan ignored Uncle Hong, and also ignored the gunshot wound on her arm that was still bleeding. She got even closer to Bai Zi, almost touching the other party’s body: “See, I’m fine.”

The low and gentle tone was like a cool breeze in summer, and the fiery agitation in Bai Zi’s body was being dispelled little by little.

Meng Yilan looked at Bai Zi’s blood-stained and dazed face, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

Then, she extended her uninjured left arm and gently embraced the person in front of her, then gently stroked their back.

Bai Zi’s cheek pressed against Meng Yilan’s abdomen. The familiar breath and gentle caress gradually sobered her up. The strange color in her right eye finally faded, returning to normal.

After a while, Bai Zi moved away and looked at Meng Yilan’s still-bleeding right arm. Her face, previously filled with ferocity, suddenly revealed a look of grievance, as if she was about to burst into tears: “You… are injured.” ”

Meng Yilan lowered her head. Seeing Bai Zi’s aggrieved expression, her heart softened. She couldn’t help but curl her lips.

Just as she was about to speak, Uncle Hong’s voice rang out behind her: “Let’s treat Miss Meng’s wound immediately. Also, Ada has been bitten, quickly drag him out and deal with him!”

With an order, a few people quickly stepped forward, dragging Ada’s body out of the door, while the accompanying doctor dutifully pulled Meng Yilan towards the room next door.

During this time, those who had seen Bai Zi go crazy all showed uneasy and fearful expressions, obviously consciously wanting to avoid Bai Zi, but under Uncle Hong’s sharp gaze, they didn’t dare to act rashly.

Therefore, Bai Zi was like an orphan, forgotten in the corner.

People came and went, only Mao Mao was tugging on Bai Zi’s sleeve, squatting behind her with a wronged expression.

“Miss Bai.” Suddenly, Uncle Hong handed Bai Zi a large bucket of clean water and a towel.

Only now did Bai Zi realize that she looked like she had just been soaked in a pool of blood. She took the water and towel with a dazed expression: “Thank you.”

After cleaning herself, Bai Zi sat on the long bench, looking at Mao Mao, who was huddled at her feet, and couldn’t help but sigh softly.

If I hadn’t deliberately avoided Meng Yilan just now, would all of this have happened?

If I had been sitting next to Meng Yilan at that time, that guard wouldn’t have had a chance to approach.

As if sensing Bai Zi’s gloomy mood, Mao Mao sat next to Bai Zi, put its only arm around her neck, pressed its face tightly against her shoulder, and cooed out softly.

“Miss Bai.” At this time, Uncle Hong walked to Bai Zi’s side again. “Can I talk to you for a moment?”

Bai Zi was stunned, and then nodded lightly.

Uncle Hong smiled, sat on the other end of the long bench, and said directly: “Just now, I saw your eyes…”

Bai Zi, who didn’t know that her eyes had changed, showed a confused expression, only silently waiting for the other party to continue speaking.

But this made Uncle Hong think that Bai Zi was deliberately hiding something. He put away his smile, his face a little solemn: “I was instructed to go to Mr. Liu’s place to pick up Miss Meng, but I didn’t expect Miss Meng to be there to rescue you… So, I wanted to ask, why you were at Mr. Liu’s place earlier?”

Just as Bai Zi was about to open her mouth, she heard footsteps coming from behind. It was the doctor who had pulled Meng Yilan away to treat her wound: “Miss Bai, Miss Meng wants you to come over.”

Before Bai Zi could speak, Uncle Hong immediately stood up. He smiled: “Miss Bai, you go first, we’ll talk when we have the chance.”

With Uncle Hong accompanying her, Bai Zi, carrying Mao Mao on her back, walked to the door. Standing by the door, Liao Yuting said anxiously to Uncle Hong and Bai Zi: “I was just too anxious just now when I fired the gun, I’m sorry, I really…”

“Miss Liao,” Uncle Hong said softly, as if afraid of disturbing the people inside, “Let’s go eat something over there first, you’re still hungry, right?”

Liao Yuting wanted to say something more, but was suppressed by Uncle Hong’s gaze.

After the two had walked away, Bai Zi opened the door and entered the room, but immediately froze in place, even holding her breath.

At this time, Meng Yilan was sitting on the sofa, leaning lightly against the backrest, seemingly closing her eyes to rest.

Even so, her brows were still slightly furrowed, her delicate profile cold and pale, as if troubled by something.

Meng Yilan’s coat had already been taken off, and her long black hair was draped down, and she was only wearing a thin black sports vest.

Therefore, a large area of her fair skin was exposed, as smooth and white as milk.

Her slender neck, symmetrical shoulders, and slender arms formed a beautiful outline. Her thin and firm abdomen revealed some sexy muscle lines, and the gunshot wound on her left arm had been carefully bandaged.

At first glance, this scene was like a famous model shooting a post-match advertisement for female boxers, but it didn’t lose its elegance. In addition, the fullness of her chest, which was wrapped in the sports vest, made Bai Zi’s heart beat faster just by looking at it.

Suddenly, Mao Mao called out, and Meng Yilan immediately opened her eyes.

Seeing that it was Bai Zi, Meng Yilan’s originally cold eyes softened a lot. She put on the coat that was folded on her lap, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: “Close the door, come here.”

Bai Zi obediently walked into the room, but sat down on the armchair that Liao Yuting had been sitting on, five meters away from Meng Yilan.

Meng Yilan, who was putting on her coat, couldn’t help but frown, but still opened her mouth and asked: “How are you feeling? Is your body okay?”

Bai Zi picked up an apple from the coffee table and handed it to Mao Mao, then looked at the ceiling, trying hard to shake the scene she had just seen out of her head, and nodded stiffly: “I’m fine.”

Then, as if she had suddenly remembered something, she looked at Meng Yilan: “Your wound…”

“I’m fine too,” Meng Yilan pulled up the zipper of her coat. “The doctor has already treated the wound.” Saying that, she wanted to raise her hand to tie up her long hair, but cried out softly because of the pain.

Bai Zi immediately walked closer: “Let me do it.”

Meng Yilan was slightly stunned, and then curled the corners of her mouth, handing the hair tie in her hand to the other party, but didn’t thank her, as if this was Bai Zi’s job.

A year ago, Bai Zi had also had hair this long, and it wouldn’t be difficult for her to tie a ponytail.

Just as she was carefully gathering the smooth stray hairs around Meng Yilan’s forehead, she heard the other party suddenly ask: “Before, why were you avoiding me?”

Bai Zi’s movements stopped instantly. After a long while, she continued to gently comb Meng Yilan’s hair with her fingers, but didn’t answer the other party’s question.

Just as Meng Yilan was feeling her body tremble because the tips of Bai Zi’s fingers had brushed against a sensitive area on her neck, she heard the person behind her suddenly say: “I was just thinking about the question you asked me before.”

Bai Zi put the hair tie on her hair, and tied a neat ponytail in two or three strokes: “Sorry, I know that the question you asked me was actually to remind me not to focus my attention on you anymore.”

Meng Yilan frowned: “Don’t focus your attention on me?”

“We agreed before that we wouldn’t contact each other after returning to Bei City,” Bai Zi explained a little awkwardly. “But I…even though I forgot why I regarded you as my ‘light,’ I still couldn’t help but pay attention to your every move.”

“I can’t control myself,” Bai Zi sighed, apologizing sincerely again. “I’m sorry.”

Meng Yilan raised her eyebrows. After a long while, even she herself didn’t know why, but a hint of a smile unconsciously appeared on her face, but then she quickly suppressed the corners of her mouth, not letting Bai Zi see her smile.

Her hair had been tied up, and Bai Zi was about to turn around and sit back on the armchair, but was stopped by Meng Yilan grabbing her arm: “Bai Zi, stop guessing what I’m thinking.”

Bai Zi thought that she had said something wrong, but she no longer had the mood to talk to Meng Yilan, so she replied casually: “Okay, I won’t in the future.”

After saying that, Bai Zi tried to break free from Meng Yilan’s tight grip, but the other party grabbed her even tighter. Just as she was wondering, Meng Yilan said softly: “Bai Zi, after returning to Bei City, I need someone I trust to stay by my side.”

Before Bai Zi could understand the meaning of this sentence, Meng Yilan said: “Because of Shi Lei’s matter before, and the Liao family’s twins, plus ‘Hongya’ over there, and now my wound…” Her tone revealed a rare fatigue, and even contained a hint of grievance, sounding somewhat like she was acting spoiled towards Bai Zi. “I want to temporarily hire you as my assistant, can you?”

After saying that, Meng Yilan finally released Bai Zi’s arm.

But Bai Zi stood there blankly, with a dazed expression.

Assistant? Stay by Meng Yilan’s side?

“I know, you want to find your parents,” Meng Yilan said. “After my wound heals, I’ll help you arrange it.”

Bai Zi was still silent. Mao Mao, who was squatting on the armchair, swallowed most of an apple, and burped at the right time, easing the slightly awkward atmosphere.

“I…” Bai Zi frowned, wanting to refuse, but for some reason, the words that came to her lips were, “I’ll think about it.”