I wiped my hands, and my face was splashed with bright red blood, and the contrast with my pale face looked a little oozing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Wu Yu pushed open the door and walked out, some of the dilapidated small wooden doors were not very eye-catching, and there was only Yu Xiaojian behind him, the house was on the edge of Songjiacheng, although it was on the edge, but it still did not look deserted. The houses are next to each other, and in the high-rise buildings of more than ten floors, there are no lights at the moment.

On the street, it was deserted, Wu Yu glanced at his mobile phone and deleted the font on the top line.

"Old Wu, how many are these?" Yu Xiaojian stood behind him, poking his head out and looking at Wu Yu's mobile phone, a notepad that was originally densely packed has been mostly empty at the moment, clean and clean, as if those words were like those people, and they have been completely erased from this world from that moment on.

"It's the seventh group, and the last group will be called a day tonight. You can call and ask Sister Xiaoyuan about them, and they should be almost cleaned up. Wu Yu put away his mobile phone, his face was whistling leisurely, his eyes were boring and looking around, the street was quiet at one o'clock in the morning, there was no sound, Wu Yu was whistling peacefully, it sounded like a lark in the forest.

Yu Xiaojian was talking on the phone behind Wu Yu, Wu Yu was wandering around in front, and when he walked to the intersection, there was no longer the prosperity of the day on the street in the middle of the night, and the vehicles were even pitiful, Wu Yu stood under the bus stop sign and waited for about twenty minutes before a car came. The bus here is not stopped, 24 hours a day, and you only need to have two dollars on you, and you can go anywhere you want in the city.

In the car, there was only one driver, who looked to be in his sixties, and watched Wu Yu and Yu Xiaojian walk into the car with a cold face and numbness. Then close the door and move on.

On the empty bus, even the sound of breathing was loud and harsh, Wu Yu looked out the window, this is a residential area, the light in the community is weak and pitiful, only the lights on the side of the road flicker, like fireflies in summer. But they don't have the freedom of fireflies, and they can't flap their wings to go wherever they want.

"Lao Wu, you said that you run like this every day, aren't you tired?" Yu Xiaojian finally couldn't bear this somewhat weird quiet, and glanced at Wu Yu, the person in the black robe, who seemed to blend in here in the dim carriage, like a devil in the night, but there were no cyan tattoos and sharp fangs on his humanized face.

"It's okay." Wu Yu smiled, then stretched his waist and yawned, "It's impossible to say that you are not tired, but if you are not tired now, then when are you going to be tired?" I'm only nineteen years old, and if you let me go crazy after this age, I probably don't have the guts I have now. What's more, what I'm doing isn't aimless, is it? ”

Yu Xiaojian listened and nodded, maybe he was like the young man in front of him, he wanted to go everywhere and leave his footprints everywhere, maybe it was because of this that there was today's mercenary group, that chubby young man did not become an uncle with a long beard who drank fresh ale wine every day in the bar at this age.

"Didn't you want to stop and rest for a while?"

"Of course I did." Speaking of this, Wu Yu's voice was also a little helpless, and then shrugged his shoulders at him, "Actually, I came here this time to rest for a month or two, but I didn't expect to happen to this kind of thing, but this can't be helped, things are happening in front of you, if you don't deal with it, can you still turn a blind eye?" Of course, that's impossible, so just deal with it, and when you get used to it, it's fine. ”

"It's tiring to be alive." Yu Xiaojian threw his head on the back of the plastic chair and relaxed his cervical spine after a tired day.

"Who can live without getting tired? We are not the reincarnation of gods, let alone the second generation of rich and official second generations, this is how our fate is. Live life, live for survival, even if you are tired every day, it's always good to live. At least I have a hope every day, and I know what I want to do, which is much better than those who smoke and drink in the bar every day. ”

Yu Xiaojian turned his head and glanced at Wu Yu, with a hint of curiosity between his eyebrows, "I didn't notice it before, every time I look at you, I look like I don't care about anything, but I didn't expect you to speak so sophisticated, if I hadn't seen you just listen to what you said, I would definitely think that you were a seventy or eighty-year-old uncle." ”

"Age, in fact, is always the most deceitful thing." At this moment, Wu Yu's face also showed a smile, naturally a lot, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at the night outside the window, the moon and that kind of thing were floating in the sky, but he couldn't see the crater, just a white circle, so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it gently.

"In fact, the more you experience, the more you understand nature, and at that time you will grow. If a person has not experienced anything in his life, then even if that person is seventy or eighty years old, I believe that he is absolutely no different from a child. ”

"Why do you seem to say this to yourself?" Yu Xiaojian glanced at Wu Yu and couldn't help but smile, but then he sighed helplessly, "I've always felt that you were very similar to Angel before, but you look so ugly, and I haven't found anything like the two of you, but now I finally found something in common." ”

Listening to Yu Xiaojian's words, Wu Yu's eyes were blank, but he was obviously used to the latter's jokes. The palm of his hand inadvertently slashed the seven deadly sins on his waist, and there was still no scabbard hanging on his waist, and the cold touch made Wu Yu sober up a little.

"You're right, Angel, maybe everything in the world is forcibly stuffed into it for her, those things that she shouldn't know at all, but now she is clear, even clearer than Qing'er, maybe this is fate, everyone's fate is different, and naturally they should have their own future."

The two of them were silent for a while and no one spoke, among them, not only Wu Yu, it can be said that everyone treats her as a sister, because the things that the little girl experienced really made people feel pitiful, so these people used their own blood as much as possible to warm the little girl who was a little cold.

"Speaking of Lao Wu, I saw you kill so ruthlessly before, how do you feel about killing someone for the first time?" As if he had suddenly thought of something, Yu Xiaojian turned his head to look at Wu Yu and asked.