The An family didn't search my body, and the pistol that was not on the back of the waist was my only weapon at present, but this was far from enough.

At this moment, the disadvantages of not receiving professional training will be revealed. I have had superpowers before, whether it is self-protection or saving people, I can rely on myself.

Now, it is difficult to escape from the palm of the big family by relying solely on their own strength.

Unless I pretend to die again and completely disappear from everyone's sight, Gu Yu asked me to stay in the An family to protect me, but now a Qin family emerged. Who knows how An Qin and the two families discussed behind their backs? It is not safe for me to stay in any house at the moment.

The An family sent someone to guard the hotel gate, which was the door of my room. After An Lanxin left, she also left a bodyguard.

Such a strict guard seems like protection, but it is also a disguised surveillance.

After thinking about several solutions, I felt that I was not sure. If I just escaped from the hotel and hid in the world, maybe I could hold on for a few days.

But I haven't forgotten that there are zombie testing equipment in the safe area. Now several major camps are in contact with each other, so it's hard to ensure that their technology is not shared.

Even if I can escape from this small town, they sincerely want to capture it and can still set up a net of heaven and earth.

Besides, Gu Yu wanted me to help him get rid of his bad peach blossoms. If I disappeared quietly, their firepower would return to him again.

I walked into the bathroom and saw a bathtub inside. I turned to look at myself in the mirror. I smiled slightly.

If you want to be cruel to others, you have to be cruel to yourself. Since the bullet can't die even if you penetrate your neck, it can also improve your recovery power. This advanced death method seems to be effective in this time and space.

I walked out of the bathroom and told the bodyguards outside through the door that I was sleepy and told them not to disturb me when I was sleeping. I had a bad appetite and didn't want to eat.

Then I went back to the bathroom, took off my clothes and lay in the bathtub, filling the bathtub with water.

My gun has no soundproofing device. Striking a shot directly will alarm the bodyguard outside the door. When shooting in the water, the sound is much smaller and blood is also easy to deal with.

I don't know what others will think before committing suicide. Anyway, I feel at ease, like I have to complete a job.

The bullet has a lot of resistance under the water, but suicide is definitely fine, so I sank into the water and shot myself in the neck.

I can’t get used to the feeling of pain for many times, but if I get hurt more often, I have stronger endurance.

The second time I woke up from death, I felt suffocating first, choked, and suddenly came out of the bathtub, and found that I was still soaked in water.

"It's weird..." I looked at the clear water surface in wonder, and then at the pistol sinking into the bottom of the bathtub.

The shot was obviously hit, and I died, but the water in the water tank was not mixed with a trace of blood.

I raised my hand to touch my neck. The wound had healed and the bullet discharged from my body sank to the bottom of the water.

I put on my clothes, looked at the tank of clean water again, took out a razor from the bathroom cabinet, cut my wrist and dripped blood into the tank.

Since I was indeed injured, I saw blood gushing out at that time, and it was not a trivial matter to suddenly disappear.

Because the water in the bathtub is still there, the blood is gone and there is no one else in the room, this must have something to do with me.

I watched the blood dripping into the water, floating away little by little, and finally melted into the clear water until the full tank of water turned light red, I stopped.

Staring at the jar of blood for a while, they didn't respond. I felt aroused my heart and focused my mind to let them return to my body.

After the zombies lose blood, they will increase their hunger and shorten the time for eating twice. Last time I was shot by Tuya, I shed a lot of blood. At that time, Tuye's direct infusion into my body was probably blood, so I didn't feel hungry when I woke up.

This time, I sucked the blood that I had flowed back into my body unconsciously, so I didn't feel hungry after waking up.

Then can we get blood from a distance?

As long as you suck a little from different people, it will not kill anyone and will not require Gu Yu to feed it, which is safe and convenient.

But as soon as this idea came out, I suppressed it. Even if you can't pull a sheep with a hair, it's still a hair. If you develop the habit of drinking blood, I will become a monster.

Dangdangdang——

The sudden knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I walked out of the bathroom and asked, "Who?"

"Miss Sang, your lunch."

"I have no appetite, thank you."

"Sorry, Mr. An is worried about your body, so he specially told you the chicken soup stewed. If you don't drink it... I can't explain it." Although the person outside the door spoke politely, his meaning was expressed very clearly. If I don't drink it, he would not leave.

I pulled a towel and wiped my dripping head. I opened the door and wanted to take the thing over quickly to kill the person, but the person who looked like a bodyguard outside the door had no intention of leaving.

Not only did I leave, I also followed me into the house, and my attitude was still polite and upright. I saw me putting chicken soup on the coffee table and waiting aside like a pillar.

It's just a bowl of chicken soup, so it's necessary to look at it like this?

I glanced at the bodyguard suspiciously and then smiled: "I feel disgusting when I smell the oily smell these two days. Drink the layer of oil on it and give me the clear soup."

The bodyguard immediately said, "That's not possible. Chicken soup is a rare thing. This is Mr. An's kindness, and I dare not accept it."

"I won't say it, if you don't say it, no one else will know how to go there. Besides, I'm disgusted with oil and fishy drinks. I have to spit out a sip of bile. I'll just suck things. Drink it. When he turned around, he asked, and I said I've drunk it, thank him for his kindness."

I smiled and looked at the bodyguard's face. Chicken soup is indeed a rare thing. Because of this, when a person who should be longing for it rejects it, things are very suspicious.

"How can I compete with pregnant women for food? It's not hot now. Miss Sang can save it until she wants to drink it, so I won't disturb you."

"Oh, that's OK." As I said, I sneered in my heart: It's not that easy to leave.

Once certain thoughts arise, even if they can be temporarily suppressed, they will jump out at critical moments. For example, now, if you have a problem with this person, how can I let him go? If you don’t let him go, you will naturally have the means to keep others.

So, the first thing I thought of was the ability to suck blood from a distance.

And obviously my ability to move is one step ahead of my brain. When my brain is still hesitating, my superpowers have been used.

The bodyguard had just walked a few steps, and his body suddenly shook and he sat on the ground.

"What's wrong?" I quickly walked over and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm a little dizzy." The bodyguard's voice was weak.

"You have white lips. Is it anemia? Oh, don't be polite to me." I said, turning around and walking to the coffee table, picking up the bowl of hot chicken soup, and walking back to the bodyguard.

"No...no, thank you--" Before he finished speaking, I pinched his cheeks. I scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and put it into his mouth. The amount was not large, and I was afraid of choking him or making it everywhere, making people think that he was forced to drink.

I didn't plan to let him finish drinking it. Is there any problem with the chicken soup? It can be proved by just one spoonful.

Sure enough, the bodyguard was forced to feed a spoonful of chicken soup, his expression was extremely frightened, and his eyes were almost popping out of his sockets.

As soon as I let go, he wanted to hold his throat, but I covered his mouth. He broke it twice, and felt that his strength was not as strong as me, and his expression changed from fear to horror.

A minute passed, and he was still struggling, without any sign of dying, so I let him go and stared at the bowl of chicken soup and was a little puzzled.

Judging from the bodyguard's reaction, the soup was definitely added, but the bodyguard had no symptoms after drinking it. This only means one thing. He knew that the soup had added, but he didn't know what it was added.

In other words, it is not that he added, he is just an accomplice.

I still have value to An’s family. They may put me under house arrest, or even knock me out and send me back to An’s family, but they will not poison me.

"Qiu Peiyi." I smiled and stared at the bodyguard sitting on the ground, without a trace of warmth in my eyes.

"It's not my business, it's her, it's her!" The bodyguard was weak all over. He was indeed anemia and didn't even have the strength to get up and run away.

"If you kill someone, you must be mentally prepared to be killed." I looked down at the panicked bodyguard, "Why don't you understand?"

The bodyguard was frightened when he heard this, and his body kept trembling like a sieve. I walked to the door and opened the door. The two bodyguards outside the door said, "Someone wants to poison me."

The people outside immediately reported the news to Uncle An. When Uncle An brought people, I had poured the chicken soup into the toilet and flushed it.

When Uncle An entered the house, he saw the bodyguard lying on the sand with excessive blood loss, and the person was already in a semi-coma.

Before I could ask, I took the initiative to tell the story, saying that the bodyguard brought chicken soup. Because I couldn't eat oily things during pregnancy, I was afraid that I would waste chicken soup, so I let the bodyguard drink it.

As a result, after the bodyguard finished drinking, the person fell down, looking half dead, and it was clearly poisonous in the soup.

The bodyguard is tall and strong, and only half his life is left after drinking it. According to my body shape, I am afraid I will die if I drink it.

The person who wants to use An family is almost poisoned. Anyone who thinks about it will think that the person who poisons is unable to get along with An family.

Uncle An asked someone to carry the bodyguard away, apologized to me, saying that he would definitely investigate the matter and give me an explanation, and then took the person away.

If I guess correctly, he wouldn't care what poison the bodyguard was infected with, but only who was the poison.

They know the physical condition of the bodyguards best. A very good living person had just had a breath of some chicken soup and was not injured, so Uncle An would definitely believe me.

In the end, if I could find Qiu Peiyi's body, even if she said that what she had put on was not a fatal poison, who would believe it? The remaining chicken soup had been poured out by me. When I found her, the "material" in the bodyguard's body should have been almost metabolized.

Then I say she wants my life, she just wants my life.

During this period, I stayed in the room and practiced new abilities, and the target was a pedestrian passing by downstairs.

Since you have used superpowers to the bodyguard and set a precedent, there is no need to stick to the principles anymore.

Things like principles and bottom lines are not constant. I sit on the windowsill and draw blood from different pedestrians, one drop at a time, as if it is just a practice.

But whenever I suck my blood into my body, I would see my red eyes on the window glass, but I imagined myself as a mosquito in my head.

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