"So you're here!" At this point, someone interjected and interrupted them.

He Yuting raised her head and found Erlang Zhenjun staring at her and talking.

"Why are you sitting here? If it weren't for hearing the voice of Meat T, I wouldn't know you'd all arrived. ”

yes, of course he wouldn't know. Because he was busy discussing the bearded man's hidden mission with Yao Qianyi. He Yuting thought a little sourly. But in the end, they—mainly Meat T, didn't want to miss any opportunity to get closer to the gang leader—they obeyed Jiro Zhenjun's wishes and sat down at another big table. There, there were bearded men, Yao Qianyi, as well as Hua Ge and a few familiar faces. Yao Qianyi glanced at her indifferently.

Meat T originally wanted to sit on He Yuting's right. Because the blood was already sitting on her left-hand side. But if he sits down, it will be equivalent to inserting himself between He Yuting and Erlang Zhenjun. Brother Hua coughed suddenly. Meat T grinned and looked at Jiro Zhenjun in confusion. That's because Jiro Zhenjun has already sat down first, half an ass time earlier than Meat T. He opened a pair of inky jade eyes and looked at Meat T steadily. If Meat T hadn't noticed him, it was estimated that he would have sat on him in the next second. No, to put it a little more exaggeratedly, Erlang Zhenjun sat next to He Yuting so casually, and the two of them were very close. Even though Rou T was gossiping with a smile and a grin with He Yuting, he moved to that position, and when he moved to the side, he found that there was no room for him to intervene. There is no stitch to see the stitches. The scene was very awkward for a while.

He Yuting didn't look at them, silently thinking in her heart that it was none of her business, but her face was still inexplicably hot.

Meat T walked away very smoothly and sat down on the other side of the blood.

The gang members who had been waiting for something with their eyes wide open all looked away in disappointment at this moment.

He Yuting looked at Xueyin and asked the question she had been concerned about. "What is Bloodyin's hidden mission?"

When Xueyin listened to He Yuting's question, there was a slight pause in the movement of holding the teacup. "What else could it be," he said, taking a nonchalant sip of hot tea. "A hundred times for vendettas."

The Tieguanyin in He Yuting's hand almost didn't hold it steady. It was still Erlang Zhenjun who was quick and snatched the cup in her hand.

Meat T stared at him blankly. "Brother, you ...... this task"

On the other side, the bearded man with red eyes from crying stretched his neck to look over.

"Wait!" Brother Hua interjected with a serious expression. "Bloodyin, how many resurrections have you used?"

This question made Xueyin's expression a little bitter. "Five times."

"Ahh He Yuting remembered. His first resurrection was when he was killed by the bearded man's vendetta, and the next two resurrections took place on the same day, in the same dungeon. At that time, they were still very young and ignorant, and then they were destroyed by the boss several times. Sometimes it's her down, sometimes it's flesh, sometimes it's blood...... The three of them take turns lying at the boss's feet, but overall, Meat T and Blood Yin seem to have fallen down a little more often than hers.

After that, the most dangerous time was probably when he faced Assasin at the Ogika Temple. He Yuting regretted it a little, because she was Assasin, and she seemed to be furious at that time, grabbing the blood and beating it hard. If it weren't for a big show of milk that gave Blood Yin a wind sleeve of love, he would have to use the resurrection number again when he was thrown in mid-air.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" He Yuting subconsciously apologized first.

Bloodyin glanced at her inexplicably. "It's nothing to do with you, it's my personal reason."

But strictly speaking, every death of Xueyin is related to He Yuting. If she was more serious about giving them blood when she was in the Sky Weeping Forest, or if she was more gentle with them when the Flower Gaining Temple was acting as a boss...... At least she'll feel better.

"It's not your fault." Bloodyin insisted, "Moreover, my hidden mission is because I deserve it. ”

He Yuting blinked. Bloodyin said this as if he knew why he had been killed a hundred times.

In fact, he does know it. When everyone raised their necks and pricked up their ears to listen to him, he simply admitted: "In my previous life, I was a murderer. ”

The cafeteria was filled with the sound of gasps.

He Yuting didn't believe it.

Although Bloodyin is silent, he never shows a murderous side. He is a normal player, and he kills every mob or boss seriously, using the tricks given by the system. They ate the same thing, none of which was bloody. Although Xueyin prefers meat buns to steamed buns, it is because meat buns provide more calories for him to consume. Since coming to this world, the hard days of two steamed buns per meal will remind He Yuting of the chili fried meat that was shaken three times by the aunt in the school cafeteria. Compared with steamed porridge, those meat foams that have been disgusted to death are the best taste in the world!

And the blood will be eaten without saying a word. Even if he was hungry, he never said anything, only focused on his part, and never exceeded the rules.

How can such a person be a murderer?

Bloodyin said slowly, "I haven't been able to forget that incident. I understood it when I first knew what my hidden mission was. This is the way the system is giving me atonement for my sins. Let me be killed by others and taste death. Before I can ever hurt anyone again, I need to remember the pain of being hurt. ”

"What did you do?" Finally someone asked.

This question is like exploding a pot. More people scrambled to find out what he had done.

"Drive away." Bloodyin said simply.

"Drive-and-run?" Everyone looked at each other.

"What is this?" Someone said nonchalantly, "There are a lot of drivers who have killed people by driving cars now." There are also irresponsible, drunk and driving people. Did you drink alcohol? ”

"Drunk driving is criminally responsible!" Someone reminded coldly.

Blood Yin frowned and shook his head. "I'm not driving drunk, I'm driving while fatigue. I forgot to pay attention to pedestrians at the intersection, and I knocked a man down and ran over him. When I stopped the car and opened the door to see him, I heard him crying for help. He's crying for help...... His voice grew weaker and weaker...... I could have picked him up, put him in the back seat, and taken him to the hospital. I can also pull out my phone and call him a 120 right away. But I was afraid of taking responsibility, and I thought about getting up early tomorrow to go to work, and I still had work to do. If I had chosen to take him to the hospital at that time, my daily life would have been disrupted. Whatever you do, the poor man I knocked down, and his parents—he looked so young even though he was covered in blood! His parents would have hated me to death. And then I have to lose money and I have to go to court, and his parents, because they hate me, will definitely open their mouths and ask for a large amount of damages, which will crush me and my life and my world. I can't afford it. ”

Bloodyin's voice lowered. He choked up. "I ran away. I watched in the rearview mirror as his outstretched hand slowly drooped towards me, but instead of looking back, I picked up speed. I chose to run away...... I killed a man! ”

There was an oppressive dead silence in the cafeteria.

Everyone hung their heads. In their ears was the muffled, staccato cry of Blood.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

The boy had gold under his knees.

But if Heaven gave him another chance, Bloodyin swore that he would kneel and crawl over, crying and begging for the child's forgiveness, and then he would take responsibility for the ruin. "That's the punishment for me." "For the sins I have committed, there is no hope of being washed away until I am killed a hundred times." ”

He Yuting looked at Xueyin with pity, but when she crossed Xueyin, she saw a face that was even more ugly than Xueyin's face-

Flesh T, he seemed to be stimulated even more, his eyes staring blankly ahead, beads of sweat rolling across his yellow, bloodless cheeks.