Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 125 Armored Warrior

"Just take good care of your injuries for now. You don't need to do anything. When you recover, there will definitely be a lot of things for you to do." Meng Zhiling shook her head slightly. Looking at his tired appearance, she couldn't bear to ask him to leave.

The phantom nodded silently. This time, he seemed to speak even less and became even more silent.

"Then you should have a good rest. I'll go find the housekeeper to make something to eat."

Phantom nodded again and went into the house.

As the Phantom entered the house, the doorbell rang.

Meng Zhiling quickly ran to open the door, thinking that it was the housekeeper who knew she was back and came down to check.

But as soon as the door was opened, a laser shot over at the speed of light. Fortunately, Meng Zhiling reacted quickly and no vital parts were injured.

But when he looked down and saw the wound on his arm caused by the laser, the hostility in his eyes suddenly rose.

I was not on guard at all just now and suffered a great loss.

With a palm push out, countless ice needles collided with the laser, and finally the power of both sides canceled out and turned into nothing.

"Who is coming?" Meng Zhiling shouted, looking at the two strong men in white armor at the door, her heart beating a little.

"Hand over Phantom and I will spare your life!" said the burly man in the lead. His voice sounded like a machine, with a strong heavy metal texture.

"Dream on!" As soon as the words fell, Meng Zhiling raised her little hand, and the man flew into the air as if his body was sucked by a magnet.

The armored warrior was obviously a little panicked and fired at Meng Zhiling, but Meng Zhiling blocked it with her other hand, changing the route of all the lasers.

From the armored warrior's widened pupils, one could see how terrified and afraid of death he was at that moment.

"Ah..." There was a scream, and then the apartment returned to silence.

He was killed to pieces by the laser he shot out, his huge body was riddled with holes and fell heavily to the ground.

It's just like when a person with superpowers is attacked by his own superpowers, his death is just as spectacular.

"What's wrong?" Perhaps the loud noise startled Phantom, who had just come out and looked at the scene on the ground. His face turned pale and he stumbled towards the door.

Meng Zhiling didn't know what he was going to do until she saw him walk out the door without looking back, then she realized that he was going to leave in a hurry.

"Phantom? Where are you going?" Meng Zhiling hurriedly chased out and asked worriedly.

Phantom paused, and with his back to Meng Zhiling, he said calmly, "If I stay, I'll only cause trouble for you. If I leave, they won't bother you anymore!"

The phantom said weakly, using his strong willpower to support his body that was about to fall.

After saying that, he continued to move forward with heavy steps.

"Stop right there!" Meng Zhiling roared angrily, and sure enough, the phantom stopped obediently.

"How many monsters do you think you can defeat if you go out in this horrible state? Do you think you are thinking about me? Wrong, this is the most selfish thing you can do!" Meng Zhiling said angrily.

Phantom was not a talkative person. He just lowered his head and listened silently to Meng Zhiling's "accusations".

"Since you found me when you were injured and thought of me when you were desperate, it means that you trust me in your heart. Why don't you trust me again?"

Meng Zhiling realized that her tone just now seemed a little harsh, so she lowered her voice and spoke gently.

"I'm sorry!" Phantom lowered his head. This was the first time he said these three words to someone other than the master of Qianhe Mountain.

It's a bit stiff and awkward.

"No need to say sorry. If you lose your life, you will truly apologize for saving you!" Meng Zhiling said coldly. Knowing this is very important for people who value loyalty.

So the phantom slowly turned his head, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he fainted again and fell heavily to the ground.

"Golden Sparrow, come out quickly and help." Meng Zhiling brought the unconscious Phantom into the space. After all, he needed to recuperate and could not be disturbed. This was the most suitable place.

"I won't come out unless you get this man away. Otherwise, I won't come out even if you kill me!"

The voice of the golden sparrow rang in the air above his head, but he could not see her.

"Oh? Really? Then he was beaten half to death?" Meng Zhiling said jokingly, not giving Jinque any face.

"Okay, you just know how to bully me. I'll forgive you this time. But if you bring outsiders in next time, be careful or I won't be polite!" Jinque glared at Meng Zhiling and said angrily.

"Hey, little guy, is this my territory or yours? You think I'm too gentle with you, right?"

So, the two of them started bickering happily again and couldn't stop.

"Golden Sparrow, please help me take care of him. At least don't let him die!"

"You're so arrogant even when asking me for help. What good can I do for you?" Jinque tilted his head and looked at the phantom lying on the ground. He knew at a glance how seriously injured this person was.

It's a miracle that I can survive until now.

"The good thing is that even if I run out of money and go bankrupt, I won't pluck your hair to exchange for money!"

Meng Zhiling smiled. She felt that this condition was quite good enough.

"What you mean is that you have always had the idea of ​​selling me when you run out of money?" Jinque looked at Meng Zhiling resentfully. Although he was extremely angry, he was surprisingly calm.

"Haha, you have to believe that I, Meng Zhiling, will never be that poor in this life!" Meng Zhiling laughed dryly and said confidently.

"Okay, I knew there would be no benefit in bargaining with you. I promise you, but if he wants to die, I can't stop him!"

Jinque said something frankly, because she could see that this man was not very ambitious as a scholar, and was probably still struggling with the question of whether to live or die.

Meng Zhiling nodded. "Thank you, Jinque. Just use whatever magic medicine he has. Don't be stingy. We have plenty anyway!"

Jinque's face was full of black lines, and he complained in his heart, Mr. Meng is just rich!

In the outside world, when Qiao Surong returned home and saw the armored corpse lying on the ground and the mess in the house, his heart sank.

"Meng Meng, Meng Meng..." He searched all over the room, but couldn't sense her presence until he activated his supernatural powers, and then he became completely panicked.

"Su Rong, you're back?" Just as Qiao Surong picked up the phone and wanted to ask Yan Wang how to protect people, Meng Zhiling's voice sounded behind him again.

Qiao Surong turned around and hugged her in his arms, holding her tightly and greedily smelling the fragrance of her hair.

"What's wrong?" Meng Zhiling could feel his violent heartbeat and asked gently.

Although she had guessed that he must be worried about her, she wanted to hear it from his own mouth.

Although his love words are simple and not fancy, they are warm and heartwarming, the kind that will make people addicted to listening to them.

"I miss you and I'm worried about you. Seeing the mess in the house, I'm afraid you'll get hurt and I'm afraid of losing you!" Qiao Surong's voice trembled and his heartbeat didn't calm down for a long time.

"I'm fine, right? Besides, do you really not believe in my ability?"

Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows and said provocatively.

In fact, when she heard him say in a trembling and nasal voice that he was afraid of losing her, her heart was moved beyond words.

How deep must love be to make a man hug a woman and cry out that he is afraid of losing her?

What kind of true love could make such an outstanding and gifted person take off all his hypocritical masks and show himself in front of her!

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I'm worried that the other party is too powerful." Qiao Surong immediately tried to please her. Now he has already learned how to please her and make her happy.

"I'm fine, right? Don't worry!"

Meng Zhiling had been shielding her arm with her hands. Although the relic protected her and the wound had healed and stopped bleeding, the cut and bloodstains on her sleeve proved that she had been injured.

"Really? Then what's wrong with your arm?" Qiao Surong had a cold face, not sure whether he was unhappy because she lied or because she was injured.

"It was just an accident. How can anyone not get injured in a fight? I'm not a god!" Meng Zhiling smiled awkwardly and immediately put on a smile to explain.

"Okay, I can't convince you, this won't happen again!" Qiao Surong gently lifted up his clothes and looked at the long scar with heartache. Fortunately, he had the relic to protect him, otherwise such a long and deep wound would have frightened him.

"Okay!" Meng Zhiling nodded immediately, and a warm feeling flowed through her heart. It was a wonderful feeling to have someone care about her.

"Is the phantom coming again?" Qiao Surong frowned and said as he teleported the armored corpse on the ground away through the gap in space.

"Yes, it's coming!" Meng Zhiling blinked innocently, pretending nothing had happened.

"Since you insist, I support you, but you must protect yourself and not allow yourself to get hurt again!" Qiao Surong held her red face and kissed her gently.

"Gumu, have you found out?" In the attic, Qiao Surong looked at Gumu seriously. There was actually a mysterious organization in this world that he didn't know about, which made him a little panicked.

"Boss, we've found out. Those people are from a secret organization in Japan. That organization relies primarily on high technology, supplemented by supernatural powers. Even an ordinary person can become one of their warriors, because a warrior wearing armor can defeat a thousand. Of course, this is referring to ordinary people. If we are talking about the supernatural world, every warrior wearing armor can reach the A-level standard! So the characteristic of this organization is that it wins by having a large number of people. Just how many people are there? No one knows!"

Gu Mu said sadly while smoking a cigarette.

"What if the psychics wear armor?" Qiao Surong also frowned. After all, there are not many psychics in this world, and this is the first time he has seen such a large team.

"The lethality of that fighter jet is simply unimaginable!"

"Hmph, then let's go meet this mysterious team of warriors!" Qiao Surong clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, as if a huge massacre had already begun in his heart.