Good?

Eleven is a killer, not the dick silk hooligan in the novel, he is a real killer.

turned out to be a real killer, so he already has less than half a dime to do with good people.

He killed people, killed a lot of people, many of them were not guilty of death, and Eleven was glad that he was not a good person, so he didn't have much of a burden.

As long as it's not your sister and the people of the organization who die, then everyone in the world, including yourself, is dead, so what's the matter?

Eleven has always been that way, from beginning to end.

Villain?

Right!

There are no excuses, no sanctimonious explanations.

Eleven is a bad guy, a bad guy with some mental cleanliness.

He doesn't like torturing people, he doesn't like to deliberately bully, and he doesn't like to base his happiness on the pain of others.

That's boring.

Innocent or pitiful, jealous as enemies, righteous, vicious criminals, human traffickers, sluts.

People are strange, and what they do is cloudy and uneventful.

As long as it is an ordinary murder without a special purpose, it does not matter what kind of character the person is killed.

Eleven often simply lets him die.

Because it's that simple, and it's not a hassle.

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Want to sigh!

But I don't know why I sigh!

And is it really good to sigh? Is it right for someone like me to sigh?

It's like those who usually have a lot of troubles, are helpless, sigh, and seem to be very melancholy, giving people a long sigh, but they feel that they are deliberately pretending to be mature.

Is that kind of thing really suitable for you?

No, it shouldn't be appropriate.

Eleven defines himself as such.

You can't do that yourself.

It's not appropriate to sigh, so this kind of helpless shaking of the head, a real wry smile, this kind of emotion is not appropriate for itself.

In the end, the only thing left is the behavior of "daze" that can still be seen.

This kind of emotion seems to be a bit qualified, and you can use it when it's right.

Although it is not as simple as sleeping directly with your eyes closed.

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It's also boring to be alive......

Thoughts were exploring the unknown realm of the abyss, and it was already getting farther and farther away, and Eleven thought of death.

Alive?

I'm still alive, my heart is still beating, and I can feel the heat on my body maintaining normally.

But why are we alive?

Even now, after death, to be able to return to the organization is nothing more than abandoning the body of a living person.

After thinking about it carefully, it was Beibei.

This little girl still needs to be taken care of, and she can't die now, at least until the day the little girl gets married, and entrusts her to a reassuring person, so that she can die with confidence.

In addition to the beginning, there is probably the responsibility for the end of this life.

Grandma died of grief, and her mother lost her life in a planned car accident.

as a son grandson.

has the obligation to go to Qianjin Pharmaceutical for revenge, although the cold-blooded self actually doesn't have much hatred in his heart now.

But revenge should be done or must be done, this is to give an explanation to the once dead self.

He joined the organization at the age of fourteen.

Since then, the boy named Eleven has died.

Instead, it's nothing more than a stone-like killer eleven.

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Revenge, sister.

In addition to these two things, Eleven really couldn't think of the meaning of his life.

He was a student, but not a real student.

High school is just an experience of life, and I am still thinking about whether to go to college or not.

Ordinary students hope to rely on a good university to make a profit in the future, earn a lot of money, or go out to start a business, in short, they will be successful in their careers.

But Eleven won't, because he doesn't lack.

The people of the organization are not short of money, and the prince is just an accident.

There is no purpose in life, and it naturally achieves the so-called desirelessness and rigidity.

has no goal, no self-pursuit, it is conceivable that he is not by his side after taking revenge on Bei Bei and marrying again, and he probably has only one way to organize work and provide for the elderly.

Perhaps, he will ask for reincarnation at that time, and I don't know if the master will agree.

Thinking so, Eleven closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep......

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A long, long time ago, many years ago, there was a small country.

The country name is Jiang, and the population of its people is only tens of thousands.

Jiang Guo has a princess named Jiuluo.

At that time, there was a lot of war.

The bandits in the mountains became an alliance and seized a small city to build a country, and the country name was soil.

and the sick and weak Jiang Guo are stumbling to the death, and they are bound to break the city, burn, kill and plunder, and do all kinds of evil.

The two armies fought, and as a result, Jiang was defeated.

In order to protect the overall situation, Emperor Jiang proposed to make peace.

Therefore, he ordered to marry Jiuluo, the daughter of the favorite concubine Jiuniang.

Jiuluo, fifteen years old, is innocent and kind, timid and cowardly.

When Tuguo heard that Jiang Guo wanted to be friendly, he was overjoyed, and the head of Tuguo, Heiji, promised to set up a banquet to welcome him on the same day.

Jiuluo listened and cried!

But to no avail.

The relationship between father and daughter has long been as light as water, and now it is just a new hatred.

As a result of this matter, the Turkish and Jiang countries made a truce and made friends for the time being.

Tuguo quickly sorted out the land and city affairs, and the remnants of Jiang Guo were sorted out and repaired.

and prepare for the trivia of the marriage of the ninth princess.

The two countries agreed that a month later, the princess would remove the earth.

Jiuyin, the mother of Jiuluo, sent someone to the land to find out what the king of the earth looked like.

In response, he learned that he was a black fat monkey in his fifties, and he was extremely ugly.

Jiuyin listened, cried, tears again and again, and secretly wiped tears from sadness countless times.

Whenever he thought that his fifteen-year-old daughter would be crushed under him by a monkey in his fifties and fifties, tears could not stop flowing.

begged Emperor Jiang to be gracious and take back his fate, but only received two slaps, and this matter cannot be changed.

January has passed in a hurry.

Tomorrow is the time for the princess to get married.

In the attic, Jiuluo looked at the back mountain, his eyes were already red and swollen, but the family and country were important, and his little daughter could control it?

In the midst of sorrow, I saw a black smoke in the back mountain, and the black smoke disappeared in a flash and disappeared behind the boulder on the top of the mountain.

Jiuluo was surprised, driven by curiosity, and went up the mountain with the maid and many guards on the pretext of going up the mountain to collect medicine.

Finally, climb to the top of the mountain and take a detour behind the boulders.

I saw a long-haired young man fall asleep on the ground, surrounded by black air.

The young man seemed to be no more than ten years old, handsome and handsome, dressed in black clothes and black robes, and his body shrunk into a ball, like a newborn baby.

Seeing this, many of the guards drew their swords one after another, their faces frightened.

The young man was surrounded by black gas, and all of them entered the mouth and nose of one of the guards.

The guard died violently on the spot, and died instantly.

The Jiuluo maids retreated one after another, not daring to approach this person.

The rest of the guards knelt down and kowtowed sincerely, asking the gods to atone for their sins.

The sound at the scene was not small, and the teenager was woken up.

He opened his eyes, looked around, and then, fixed on the face of Jiu Luo, who was in fear.

"Who are you?"

The teenager asked.

"Hope that the gods will forgive their sins, the little girl Jiuluo is the daughter of King Jiang!"

Jiuluo knelt down, respectful and sincere.

"I am a left-hand view, and I have nowhere to go, so I sleep here. ”