Chapter 215 Queen of the End 24
Zheyong couldn't control himself and rushed to protect the baby. Bai Weiwei cursed secretly in his heart and gathered all the energy in his body. He planned to use all the energy to form a protective shield for the baby the moment No. 10 attacked the baby. .

Nine flying knives made of thunder and lightning appeared silently behind Xie Yunting. If No. 10 made any move to harm the baby, these nine flying knives would instantly pierce every vital part of No. 10's body.

The next scene was beyond everyone's expectations and made everyone feel reasonable and reasonable.

I saw No. 10's huge palms closing together, and then using two fingers as thick as the baby's arms, he carefully pinched the straw necklace in the baby's hand.

He tried his best to control the strength in his hands and raised the straw necklace to his eyes. His big copper eyes were full of doubts, and he seemed to have remembered something.

Ye Jun, who had been left unattended, had completely absorbed Ye Xiongcai's energy source, and his strength reached the terrifying level ten.

For the children of destiny who are loved by heaven, any hardships and setbacks are only temporary. Everything they lose will always come back hundreds or thousands of times in the future.

"The game is over. Now, mice, run for your life and scream! But all this will be in vain, haha!" Ye Jun laughed wildly and wildly.

He was still reaching the peak of his recovery strength, but at this moment he was swollen to the extreme.

"SB!"

"SB!"

When the two curses came out in unison, both Bai Weiwei and Xie Yunting were startled, then looked at each other and smiled.

After such a long period of cooperation, the two of them have developed a sympathy for each other, and they have a better understanding of each other, and they have gained a bit more revolutionary friendship.

Ye Jun was furious, but this time, he didn't say anything. He just glanced sinisterly between Xie Yunzing and Bai Weiwei, and then looked at the innocent and childish baby.

He smiled cruelly, and he wanted them to see with their own eyes how what they held dear was destroyed.

"Ten, tear this girl apart."

Ye Xiongcai died, and Ye Jun successfully took over control of No. 10.

He is Ye Xiongcai's only son. If there is anyone in Ye Xiongcai's sinister and cunning life who he still has some true feelings for, it must be Ye Jun.

Ye Jun was involved in almost all his secrets, especially the sinful laboratory. Even after Ye Jun became a loser, Ye Xiongcai never gave up on Ye Jun as his son. In addition to his feelings for his own species, it was because of this experiment. In the establishment and operation of the room, Ye Jun was highly involved and played a great role.

Now that Ye Xiongcai is dead, as expected, Ye Jun can still perfectly inherit everything in the base.

However, if nothing happens, something will happen.

Number 10, who had been obedient since the last test, suddenly resisted Ye Jun's orders.

His huge eyes were full of struggle, especially the small straw necklace he held in his hand, which seemed to be a button of a certain soul. It made him suffer and couldn't help but want to explore more secrets that were forcibly sealed.

The situation was getting more and more dangerous, and Zheyong couldn't care about anything else. He rushed over to take the baby away.

He hugged the baby, his hands trembling. He couldn't lose his only relative. Nothing would happen to the baby. Even if it cost him his life, he had to protect the baby.

"Uncle, is he crying?" The baby was in Zheyong's arms, not struggling, but his little hand pointed at No. 10 and asked seriously.

Zheyong looked along the baby's fingers, and sure enough, the tall and terrifying No. 10 had liquid slowly flowing down from his eyes.

Dad, do you remember?
Hope rose again in Zheyong's heart, and he hugged the baby even more tightly, "Baby, grandpa must be thinking of your mother, must be thinking of your mother!" The two-meter-tall man choked with sobs, and his father must have thought of the story. My sister's memory is gone, but my sister is no longer here.

If his father can still recover, Zheyong doesn't know if his father can accept this cruel reality.

"Grandpa?" Baobao looked at Zheyong in confusion.

Only then did Zheyong remember that the baby didn't know about this yet.

After the baby came in, he had been nervous about the baby wholeheartedly, so he didn't move closer to No. 10 or call him daddy. No wonder the baby didn't know about it yet.

Zheyong didn't hide anything from Bao Bao. In a few words, he roughly told Bao Bao what happened on No. 10.

"So, besides the uncle, the baby also has a grandpa, right? The baby also has two relatives." The baby looked at No. 10 with a serious expression.

Her focus was something no one expected.

Zheyong nodded heavily, "Yes! Baby, we still have grandpa. No matter what, we must make grandpa get better."

He held the baby in his arms and put his head on the little girl's young shoulders. His tears wet the little girl's clothes.

The baby patted his uncle's back gently like a little adult.

"Uncle, my grandpa will definitely get better! In the future, the baby will have to ask him to tell stories to the baby. When her mother was here, she said that her grandpa told her and her uncle many stories when she was a child, and the baby also wanted to hear his grandpa tell her. Babies tell stories.”

"Baby!"

"Uncle, don't cry. If grandpa wakes up and sees uncle crying, he will feel bad." The baby wiped Zheyong's tears with his little hands.

At this time, the person in front of her was not a powerful and terrifying zombie king, nor a grown man, but just her uncle who needed her comfort.

Zheyong burst into tears. He always thought that it was very hard for him to hide in Tibet and plot secretly all these years, but when he saw the baby who was sensible and comforting him, he suddenly felt that everything was nothing.

More and more tears fell from No. 10's eyes. His body seemed to be stiffer. It took a long time to even turn around. His eyes swept over Zheyong and Bao Bao again and again, and he held the straw necklace in his hand. , the place he cherished was returned to the baby.

"Baby.?"

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, struggling to imitate other people's pronunciation and trying to call the baby's name.

During those years in the laboratory, his vocal cords were severely damaged, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the harsh sound made by sharp stones rubbing against glass.

However, no one cared whether his voice was unpleasant or not. Both Zheyong and Baobao looked at him in surprise. He could speak, he wanted to speak, he was awake!

Even just a little bit of clarity was enough to make Zheyong ecstatic.

"Dad, yes! It's a baby! It's a baby! It's my sister's daughter! Look, she is such a good child. You must wake up. Please wake up quickly. Don't hurt her."

"Grandpa, I'm a baby. My name is Xia Juefei. Mom said you are good at telling stories. Can you tell me stories in the future?" The baby's big eyes looked at No. 10 with curiosity and a bit of intimacy. She wasn't afraid at all.

In her mind, No. 10, who was tall and scary like a monster, was just a relative who looked a little strange, and was her grandfather who could tell good stories.

(End of this chapter)

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