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"Here, take a bite first, and then I'll tell you a story. "North worry-free picked up a piece of tofu.

Dongfang Ruxue saw that Bei Wuwu was very serious, not like she was lying to herself, so she opened her mouth slightly, bit the tofu with her teeth, and then ate it.

Bei Wuwu paused, cleared his throat and said: "I'll tell you a story about Ali Baba and the forty thieves, say"

"Stop, stop," Seeing Bei Wuwu tell this story, Dongfang Ruxue hurriedly interrupted and immediately protested: "It's too old-fashioned, I watched it when I was a child." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll change it. Bei Wuwu hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, paused, and began to talk again: "I'll tell you a fairy tale, well, just Little Red Riding Hood, there used to be a little girl, she"

"No, no, no. Dongfang Ruxue hurriedly waved her hand to interrupt, and looked at the north helplessly: "Why do you know these fairy tales, I'm not a seven or eight-year-old girl, you better keep it for your child, hurry up and change one, change one." ”

Dongfang Ruxue is a little helpless now, how can Bei Wuwu be all stories from her childhood, and she won't change it to a fresh one.

Bei Wuwu spread his hands helplessly: "I'll do this, I won't put those love stories of men and women, I don't like to watch TV series, and I'm not you young people." ”

Speaking of storytelling, it's really embarrassing to be worry-free, living on the battlefield for so many years, I have long said that my innocence and purity have been polished away, and these stories have been circulated since I was a child, so I remember it relatively clearly.

Dongfang Ruxue thought about it, so she had to nod helplessly: "Okay, okay, change one, change one, anything." ”

Bei Wuwu picked up a piece of tofu and put it in Dongfang Ruxue's mouth, Dongfang Ruxue also ate it very cooperatively, and Beiwu Wu said: "The last time, it's only three, if it doesn't work, forget it." ”

Dongfang Ruxue nodded hurriedly.

Bei Wuwu put the things in his hand on the table beside him, took out a cigarette, lit it gently, took a puff hard, the cigarette curled up, his eyes were suddenly a little confused, his thoughts were scattered in an instant, and he said in a hoarse voice: " There used to be a killer, known as the regional dead, he has performed countless missions, none of them have failed, and his favorite thing is to kill, he will suddenly go crazy, and then attack everyone, he will use his mouth to kill those weak people, he thinks, only the strong can survive in this world. ”

Bei Wuwu's eyes changed slightly, a strong murderous aura burst out in his eyes, Dongfang Ruxue, who kept waving her hand and fanning Bei Wuwu to spit out a cigarette, was also stunned, Bei Wuwu's voice was so hoarse, and suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura, so that her body couldn't help but be stunned, and gently sat down beside Bei Wuwu, wanting to get close to the man, it seemed that only in this way could there be a sense of security.

"One day, he went to France, at the airport in Paris, France, he suddenly lost control, he kidnapped a forty-year-old Chinese woman, and then abused her in his own nest in the most cruel way, he cut off her ears, cut off her hands, tore her heart with a dagger, the woman died, the death was particularly miserable, everyone shook their heads helplessly and sighed. ”

Beiwu stood up, put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth and smoked, put his other hand in his pocket, and slowly walked to the window.

And Dongfang Ruxue was full of shock, recalling her memory, as if she had heard of this hell dead somewhere, could it be that it was Beiwu Wu

Dongfang Ruxue stared at Bei Wuwu in shock, she didn't have any strength in her body, and her forehead began to sweat slowly, even if Bei Wuwu reined in the killing machine, she also felt so heavy, as if there was not much oxygen in the air, and her breathing slowly became heavy.

"There is a boy who lives in a family that is the envy of everyone, his father is a senior member of the Chinese military, and his grandfather is a high-ranking official in politics," Bei Wufu took a slow puff of his cigarette

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, there was a trace of anger in his eyes, and at the same time a trace of helplessness: "His grandfather does not want to offend the hell dead, thinking that the death of a woman has no impact on the entire big family, and he is not willing to offend the hell dead for the sake of the family." ”

Beiwuwu's thoughts slowly drifted away, as if returning to that era, thinking of the mother's love for the little boy, every time he went out when he was a child, his mother had to hug him and kiss him, but when he was eighteen years old, his mother never came back after he went out.

Suddenly, the light in Bei Wuwu's eyes suddenly emitted a strong murderous aura, and even his eyes were already red because of the murderous aura, and the depths of his eyes were anger, hysterical anger.

"The eighteen-year-old boy left everything, the family that had laid out the path for him, the girl who had loved him for three years, he went to be a soldier, he wanted to become strong, he wanted to avenge his mother, because he knew that there was no one to help him, and he was all left alone to complete the task. ”

Beiwuwu's hands were trembling, the cigarette in his hand had been smoked, only a cigarette butt was left, slowly thrown on the ground and extinguished with his feet, and a cigarette was taken out from his pocket, and it was lit tremblingly.

Dongfang Ruxue wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her voice trembled a little: "Then, what about later?"

"Later," Bei Wuwu smiled, laughing so happily, and suddenly, his eyes changed: "The dead in that area were tied to the cross, and the flesh of his body was cut off with a child's knife, and more than 3,000 knives were cut, so that he wailed happily for three days, and finally hung on the cross of Jesus, and hung his body in his old nest in the Middle East. ”

"What Ling Chi" Dongfang Ruxue was stunned, countless coldness flashed in her heart, she was cold all over her body, and the forty-eight thousand pores on her body were shivering, she felt a chill from her heart, which shocked her, made her afraid, and her voice trembled: "Yes, you did it"

Dongfang Ruxue saw the killing intent in Bei Wuwu's eyes, Dongfang Ruxue didn't understand, she didn't know, but she just thought of the word murderous, and she only felt that the current Beiwu Wu was completely different from before, as if she had changed a person, could it be that this was what he didn't know

He should be happy that he had taken revenge, but he could not be happy. Bei Wuwu took a puff of cigarette, did not answer Dongfang Ruxue's words, but said slowly.

Suddenly, his tone changed again: "This battle killed his three brothers, three brothers who were friends of life and death, he took the lives of his three brothers in order to take revenge, and he was also seriously injured, it was the second child who pulled him back step by step from the place of life and death, and walked more than 100 kilometers with him on his back in one night." ”

Dongfang Ruxue was sweating profusely, and felt the slightest chill coming from the window, this chill shocked her from the bottom of her heart, could it be that this is the story of Bei Wuwu This is the pain he has been hiding in his heart

Bei Wuwu's thoughts were still far away with the story just now, he saw the third son, the fourth child, and the fifth child, they seemed to be beckoning to him, and Bei Wuwu felt that his heart was beating, and this heart-rending feeling hit again.

In order to take revenge, he lost the lives of his three brothers, until the revenge was avenged, he found that he was carried away by the previous hatred, he regretted, he blamed himself, if he could go back to the past, he would not lose his life even if he did not take revenge, even if he exchanged his life for his brother's life, but everything has passed, it is gone, and he can't save his brother's life after all.

Inhaled vigorously and calmed down, Bei Wuwu felt tears in the corners of his eyes, turned his back to Dongfang Ruxue and gently wiped it away, the hand holding the cigarette was trembling, and he put it in his mouth to smoke the last bite, and threw away the cigarette butt, only to find that his palms were all sweat, and the cigarette butts had been soaked with sweat.

"Don't worry, is that little boy you" Dongfang Ruxue's arm was still trembling, and she couldn't tell why, she felt that this unbelievable story was so real, as if it was happening next to her. Such sadness, such heartbreaking. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.