"Killing is not an emotion to vent anger, but a means to survive"

The Mo Long in his body comforted Song Xiaohu like this, he understood that he was uncomfortable at this time, and he still had pity.

Song Xiaohu thought about it carefully, if he didn't kill these nameless killers in front of him, he could enter the morgue, but in a different way, he should have walked in and would have been carried in.

According to Du Xin's recollection, he guided Song Xiaohu into one of the shortest buildings.

"It's so heavy yin. ”

The cool breeze came from behind him, Song Xiaohu couldn't help but shiver, he saw many light red translucent species wandering in the corridors and ceilings, it stands to reason that the morgue is a place to store their bodies after death, and ghosts will not come here, which is not quite in line with common sense.

Du Xin in his body interjected and joked, "When I was in the General Hospital, I often heard rumors that the morgue was haunted. ”

Haunted? I'm afraid it's just to scare people, Song Xiaohu and Du Xin shared memories, according to the evidence he collected, Qin Zhucheng of the General Court colluded with outside criminal organizations to use the West Gate to transport illegal goods such as medicines.

Otherwise, how could Du Xin be wiped out by the thugs in the seventh district, any one of the pile of incriminating evidence was enough to kill Qin Zhucheng and others.

"What kind of person is your leader surnamed Qin?" Song Xiaohu only knew the cause of Du Xin's death, but did not know the specific situation.

Du Xin said viciously, "He is the kind of person who feeds dogs with dog meat. ”

Listening to his analogy, he has a general understanding that he is a treacherous old fox who does not have much humanity and moral bottom line.

"He has contacts with many big conglomerates in Gaoling City, so you must not provoke him. ”

"For example?"

"The Ma family and the Shao family, they gave money to set up several laboratories to develop AG drugs. ”

Hearing that there was the Shao family, Song Xiaohu, who originally just wanted to do things hastily, had some interest, he had just extorted millions from Shao Zhongxiong a while ago, and as for the Ma family, he occasionally saw entries about them on the headlines on his mobile phone.

Although the drug market in Gaoling City is fiercely competitive, it is basically dominated by two companies, and the other is more mysterious, and there is not much information exposed to the outside world.

"What is AG Pharmacy?"

"You don't know?" Du Xin thought that he was a high-level genetic powerhouse, because his battle was not something that ordinary people could do.

Song Xiaohu said that he didn't know at all, "My genes have not been strengthened or modified. ”

After speaking, he shared all his memories during this period to Du Xin, including the aura and soul element he used, Du Xin, who grew up in higher education, couldn't believe what he had experienced, but the reality was in front of him, and he couldn't refute it at all, they were talking with consciousness now, and they couldn't lie at all.

"If it's true, can I be resurrected?" Du Xin showed reluctance.

"I've heard that there is already a technology that can resurrect people, is it fake?"

Du Xin replied with a wry smile, "That and resurrection in the real sense are two different concepts. ”

Originally, Du Xin didn't have much hope for resurrection, first of all, in terms of cost, he needed to clone another self, and secondly, he had to implant a biochip in his brain, which he couldn't do at all.

Besides, he now knows the fact that there is a soul, and if he can really clone a self by taking 10,000 steps back, and inherit all his memories and consciousness, is that really himself?

He learned from Song Xiaohu about all the things that changed his worldview, such as cultivating immortals, and naturally wanted to know if he could achieve resurrection in the true sense.

Song Xiaohu couldn't lie to him, he could only tell him that he couldn't do it now, judging from his current cultivation, let alone resurrecting a person, he didn't even dare to guarantee whether he would die.

"AG is the collective name for all genetically modified drugs, and they have already been developed as early as 2026. Du Xin explained.

"It seems that the surname Qin has more dirty work behind his back. ”

The soul has a strong sense of its own body, so Song Xiaohu can quickly find the room where his body is placed, but the iron door is locked and can't be pushed at all, and through the gap, you can see that there are people moving inside.

Entering it is trivial to him he doesn t need aura to kick the door directly and the middle-aged man who was doing something to du xin's body in the room stopped the workstation in his hand and got up.

"How did you get in!" the middle-aged man stared at the bloodstained young man with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Is it difficult to come in?" Song Xiaohu deliberately made a gloomy expression.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be scared at all, the lower half of his body was drenched, and the unpleasant smell filled the whole room, the limit of fear can make people angry, and the middle-aged man was also frightened and was about to stab at Song Xiaohu when he lifted the operation.

Song Xiaohu, who was covering his nose, sighed helplessly, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but kneel down and curl up into a ball, and his scalpel had been played with in Song Xiaohu's hand for some time.

"Listen, I've killed a lot of people today, do you want to live?" Song Xiaohu dodged and threatened the middle-aged man with a scalpel.

"Don't! It's sharp, watch out. ”

The middle-aged man actually had very little guts, and he was too scared to swing the knife just now.

"Don't kill me, I'm only in my thirties, I haven't touched a woman, and I haven't paid off my loan..."

Song Xiaohu didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all, and slapped him on the bald head, "Don't talk nonsense." ”

The middle-aged man immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to say useless words.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's just responsible for taking out his memories from this time and putting them in the memory bank. The middle-aged man pointed to Du Xin and the small computer-like device next to him.

Song Xiaohu was a little unconvinced, "What else?"

"That's all they sent me to do. ”

"You're not from the hospital?"

"No, I'm one of theirs?"

"Be clear. Song Xiaohu's eyes showed murderous aura, obviously impatient.

"I am a disciple organization, and I am only responsible for extracting the memories of the dead. ”

The name of the disciple, Song Xiaohu felt as if he had heard it, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"The ones out there are also disciples?"

"Those are the dead soldiers who are disciples, the first-order genetic powerhouses. ”

Song Xiaohu remembered that someone had mentioned first-order genes or something before, and he had always been very unfamiliar with these things.

"What is a dead man? "Song Xiaohu is still a little resentful about killing them.

The middle-aged man swallowed his spit and continued, "That's the disciple's cannon fodder, which only exists for killing people and specific tasks. ”

"They're man-made?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "No, they are all gangsters or vagrants gathered by the disciples from the seventh district or other urban districts. ”

Song Xiaohu was stunned in his heart, and his mind was full of pictures of the dead soldiers who were afraid of death but had to fight hard.

"Can gangsters and vagrants be so strong, so deadly?"

"In the beginning, they were all normal people, and after the disciples had modified their genes, they continued to train them to be cold-blooded, distorting their importance to life. ”

"Are they so obedient?"

The middle-aged man paused for a moment before continuing, "At first, they lure them in with a high salary, and then threaten them with relatives or other factors, and anything important can be used to threaten them to do things. ”

Song Xiaohu finally understood the thoughts of the young man who begged for death, maybe he had no relatives, even if he wanted to live, but he didn't want to be reluctant, for him, there was no point in living without family, lovers, friends or other important things.

Maybe the humanity in his heart, or sympathy, Song Xiaohu grabbed the middle-aged man's throat and lifted him high.

"Are you no different from the Disciples?"

The middle-aged man's face was flushed, but he couldn't speak at all, and Song Xiaohu didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"Don't do that, what is the difference between you and the disciples when you kill him?"

"Shut up, don't kidnap my bottom line with your morality. Song Xiaohu roared angrily, and the entire room was blown off the wall paint by his sound.

"You're not angry because of him, it's just that he happens to be in front of you. ”

Du Xin's words made Song Xiaohu willing to let go of the middle-aged man's life.

The middle-aged man fell to his knees and coughed vigorously, he thought that he would really go to see the paradise of his dreams at that moment just now.

"I'm keeping you alive so that you can go back and tell your head, and I'll visit him at the right time. ”

After that, Song Xiaohu took the body bag and packed Du Xin's body and left the morgue.

On the way back to the academy, Song Xiaohu was thinking about something related to morality, not long ago, he was thinking that he might be as cruel and cold-blooded as Yi Wujun, thinking that he would be him from then on.

But now that I think about it, the moral concepts that he has been instilled in civilized society since he was a child are deep-rooted, and it is impossible to say that he will change, he is still himself, even if he is fused with the soul of the murderous Immortal Emperor, it is impossible to change.

"At least... Not now. ”

Carrying a corpse is really inconvenient, Song Xiaohu is afraid that someone will see it and be photographed by the monitor, especially those hidden in the shadows, he has to use his spiritual thoughts to explore the way before he dares to move forward, and when he arrives at the school's preparation building, it is almost the specified time.

"Old Song, what did you carry back, it can't be a corpse, right?" Zhang Dachong saw the body bag, but he couldn't believe that he could carry back a corpse.

"Oh, the corpse of one of my friends. ”

"Oh... What!"

Except for Xiao Jia, they basically shouted in unison, they didn't expect it to be a corpse, although they hadn't seen it before, but those were just processed samples.

"Da Chong, I want to borrow the operating room on the fourth floor of the medical building. ”

"Ergou, what do you want to do?

Song Xiaohu looked at Xiao Jia on the sofa and said slowly, "Operate on her." ”

Zhang Dachong and the others all thought that Song Xiaohu was crazy, not to mention that they were still students with no experience, and the operating room of the medical building generally did not let people in, so how could they operate on people?

In this regard, Lei Heng, who has not spoken much among several people, agrees with Song Xiaohu.

"Old Lei, are you confused about practicing martial arts?" Xiao Hei, who usually only knows how to joke, also became serious.

Du Qiuman has been thinking about something since the beginning, and now after listening to Lei Heng's opinion, he also expressed his support for Song Xiaohu.

"Think about it, if it's nonsense, will Song Xiaohu do it?"

Lei Heng nodded and looked at Song Xiaohu, "Didn't you pay attention, what he said during this time, no matter how outrageous it was, didn't he do it?"

Recalling everything that happened before, Zhang Dachong, Xiao Hei, Xiao Four-eyed, and Gangdan all knew it.

They once thought that Song Xiaohu would die if he jumped off the building, but he didn't, and he was still alive.

They thought that Song Xiaohu would lose if he took them to Shao Junhao to settle accounts, but the people in their 314 dormitory became famous in a fight.

They thought that in the restaurant, Song Xiaohu was just bluffing to order expensive drinks and food, but as a result, they not only had a full meal, but also knew that Song Xiaohu had become a shareholder of the House Hotel.

These things are undoubtedly telling them that what Song Xiaohu said and wanted to do, he can do it, just because he is a brother, he was, is, and will be.

"Old Song, I'm too worried, I shouldn't doubt you. Zhang Dachong took the lead in voting.

"Brother Song, no matter what happens in the future, I have decided to trust you all the time. "It's rare for Xiao Hei, who is usually not serious, to be serious.

Xiao Siyan was still hesitating, but it could be seen that everyone else had expressed their position, and he was embarrassed to say anything.

"Dry down, it's a big deal to fight together. ”

At this moment, at this moment, in a room of less than twenty-three square meters, several medical students who have not yet graduated, out of trust and friendship, are willing to perform the first operation of their lives, which is crucial for the first time in their lives, may be a little nervous, or they may be worried about the worst outcome.

But they still trust the familiar and unfamiliar Song Xiaohu in front of them, they don't know that today's choice not only allows the blind Xiao Jia to see the flowers of hope bloom, but also makes Song Xiaohu understand whether their friends are really worthy of growing up with them.

Many years later, when Song Xiaohu recalled this incident after almost losing his life, he didn't feel that he had anything to regret what he was desperately trying to do, just because they were his important people, which is a later story.