The story begins in the autumn of that year. The maple leaves bloomed exceptionally brightly that day, and in the blood color of the mountains, the children smiled happily. The wind can also bury two dark worlds noisily.

In the corner of a dangerous building on the edge of the maple forest, two inconspicuous little beggars trembled.

For two days, they hadn't eaten anything. They can't get nectar, they can't drink blood, they don't even have scraps. Although as early as 3650, mosquito spirits no longer only lived by drinking blood and honey, they also had to bear the infamy they had borne for thousands of years.

No one will give them a penny, no one will pity them.

In the cold world, ability is everything, you are considered valuable, you can stay, otherwise, get out. As for mercy, how much is a pound? The ancients? And so kind. It's the forty-ninth century, who still talks about such cheap feelings.

Black...... No, it shouldn't be black and white, at that time, they were almost unclothed, so the clothes were all gray and not pulled, and the color could not be seen at all.

The original name of the black cloth was Tanmi. Bai Yi's original name was Bai Yi.

It's the name they give themselves. That's when they stole white rice for the first time and boiled themselves porridge in a broken iron pot from a scrapyard.

At that time, it was charcoal left over from people's burning, so the smoke was very large, and the younger brother called himself charcoal. The porridge in the pot was very white, so it also had a white meaning.

At that time, life was very hard, and the goblins with long bodies needed food that their ancestors met to supplement their nutrition, just like mice eat more rice at this age, and kittens eat more small fish at this age. Tan Mi always wants to drink blood, and Bai Yi is also greedy, but he can endure it, and what makes him the most uncomfortable is his younger brother.

They didn't have the money to buy blood tofu, so Bai Yi cut off his leg and bleed it for his younger brother to drink, and lied to him that it was left over from the slaughter of deer in the woods.

Tanmi drank happily at first, but later, he accidentally saw the dense wounds on Bai Yi's legs, and he understood something in an instant.

Later, he never drank the blood that Bai Yi gave him again.

In the days that followed, they wandered from place to place. Originally, I wanted to work for other people, but when the store manager heard that they were mosquito spirits, he decisively refused, and all stores are like this.

Two orphans, or mosquitoes, that's certainly not a good thing! The bad root is there, not to mention that no one cares about it and no one teaches it, let alone it.

So, they didn't have a chance.

This fall, they haven't eaten for two days.

In the midst of hunger and cold, sin is slowly sprouting.

"Brother...... I want to kill. ”

“…… Good. ”

That night, an eight-year-old girl was killed.

She was holding unopened dog food in her hand and wearing a white dress, and she had come here to feed stray dogs.

Tanya tricked her into coming.

Bai Yi pressed it, and a piece of rag strangled her to death.

Blood was drunk into their mouths, and for the first time, they tasted fresh "food". It's delicious, it's sweet, and the rusty smell is incomparably charming, like a rose blooming in a flower field.

In the moonlight, they ate the minced meat with pieces of broken glass, filling each other's cool hearts with the residual warmth on them.

Demons? Then be a demon.

You can only live.

Gray held out his hand to the boy. And so they agreed.

In the early hours of the next morning, they were taken away.

Not by the police, but by a man in a black robe.

The man saw the whole thing they had done, and said they were mutants, priceless treasures.

At the headquarters of an organization, they were turned in and became alternate killers.

In the endless hell, they survived. Tan Mi has practiced poison needles and resurrection, and Bai Yi is resurrection and Emei thorn.

Perhaps it was the favor of heaven that they became the official killers under the black-robed man.

Each time he completes a mission, he is known for his cruelty. Disembowelment, that's a common occurrence. When you kill, you can have a new idea every time.

The purpose of the two demons has long since changed. It's not just about completing tasks, it's about venting sinful desires.

It's the first time they're alive, why, why, they have to be so uncomfortable. Obviously, those passers-by could let those two little guys live with a little kindness, but why not...... Why not......

They thought so and made excuses for their crimes.

Thousands of malevolence had stayed on the brothers, so they had to let thousands of lives wither, albeit some innocent...... But so what, perverted madness is enough to burn everything.

Has there ever been light in the lives of Tanmi and Bai Yi?

Some. The two are each other's light.

Unfortunately, the source of this light is not the sun. It is the sharp edge of anger reflected on the tip of a knife, and it is also the fire of hatred that stirs up a prairie in the forest.

This autumn, the maple leaves are red again. Blood was sprinkled all over the past.

This fall, they finally died in a place where there was no light.

The bright red pavement is as hot as the leaves of the year. Pay for the crime, accompany the funeral for indifference.