It is precisely because of this that even after knowing that the woman in front of them is a member of "that organization", they have to risk disobeying the rules and fight for their lives.

"As the saying goes, wealth is in danger," a man with long hair stood up, he turned his head to look at the eager Chosen One around him, and couldn't help but feel a little confident, "Besides, you are a member of 'that organization' can be so domineering?" You took her away to kill her. ”

The girl who was surrounded by everyone trembled, and after hearing the long-haired man's sworn words, she thought she was going to die, and couldn't help crying.

Her faint sobs seemed to show weakness, but they did not arouse anyone's sympathy, but only made the Chosen One more determined.

Kill her, and by killing her, you can get a powerful treacher!

Thousands of no, never, she shouldn't tell others about her "tricks"!

If there is a regret medicine in the world, the girl is undoubtedly the one who wants to taste it the most.

"Enough!" She interrupted the long-haired man's words in a cold voice, "I don't need others to judge me when I do things. ”

So why save her?

To do such an irrational thing, even if she is on a mission in the capacity of that organization, who will sell her face before the question of survival?

It's ridiculous, she thinks. I must be crazy to think like this.

She saw a shadow of herself in the helpless girl.

At that time, they were like this, facing "humans" who couldn't tell whether they were devils or ordinary people, and they carefully searched every corner of the room, trying to find out the creatures that were still alive here.

Dad was killed, mom was killed, and a puppy named "Daifuku" was killed.

It was only herself, hiding in the little cupboard that they couldn't seem to hide, and she covered her mouth, lest the whimpering sound and the tears that fell would attract their attention.

It was like a nightmare, wrapping around her like weeds at night when she was asleep, and like a stone when she was awake during the day.

Perhaps, saving this girl is saving the former self.

This ridiculous idea grew deeper and deeper in her mind, so much so that she actually put it into practice.

In the end, the Chosen One had to retreat because they didn't dare to do anything to her. Before leaving, their wolf-like eyes made her extremely cautious in every future mission.

And the girl she saved didn't choose to leave with her.

The girl seemed to be afraid of the long-haired man's words, and fled in a hurry. Later, she refused to carry out containment missions due to her fear, becoming another prime example of validating the curse of the black watch.

When she found the girl, she had become a corpse riddled with holes. I can't see the once beautiful face, only the face that has been eroded by toxins and turned purple.

How to describe the expression on that face, is it regret, regret, or detachment and relief?

She couldn't answer, however, she felt like she had done the right thing.

……

Do you become strong if you do the right thing?

The questions she desperately wanted to be answered didn't go away, but became clearer and clearer in her mind. It wasn't until she was drenched and gasping for air that she slowly realized that she had been let go.

She tried hard to open her sweat-soaked eyes, but her vision was blurry, except for a familiar figure that was getting closer, closer and closer.

The hallucinatory voice rang out over and over again.

"I called you...... Put! Open! She! ”

The threat is full.

Not an illusion.

She looked up and met those clear eyes that she would never forget.

……

"Wan Hongyu!"

Zhuo Xuan pronounced out the name that impressed him, as if he had smoothed a scar in his memory. His tone trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe that everything in front of him was real.

Zhuo Xuan could swear by a curse, he never thought that he would meet the other party here, let alone imagine that she would appear in front of him in such an embarrassed manner.

Scene by scene, those memories shared with her came to mind like a movie.

……

Don't you think this drama is like "Hamlet"?

The girl sitting behind him blinked her bright eyes, and the faint light shone lightly on her face, giving her a hazy beauty.

This is the first acquaintance.

……

Don't sleep......

On the stage where she sang loudly, when her consciousness fell into chaos, her hand reached into the cold surface of the lake, and saved herself as if she had sunk to the bottom of the lake and turned into a stubborn stone.

Her voice was so clear, so powerful.

So much so that every night after that, it would bring me the experience of tossing and turning.

It was a reunion.

……

These precious memories built Zhuo Xuan's complete feelings for Wan Hongyu, so he couldn't allow anyone to trample on it.

However, the scene in front of him made Zhuo Xuan's forehead burst out and his eyes were split!

The strange boy with a scar on his face squinted and smiled, and he grabbed Wan Hongyu's hair with one hand and lifted her up like a cloth bag; The other hand held the pistol and aimed it at Zhuo Xuan, who had already bowed his body.

"If you move again, I'll kill—" Zhang Yunlong smiled and re-aimed his gun at Wan Hongyu, "She." It's not you, don't be nervous, it's not you who died anyway. ”

"What the hell do you want!" Zhuo Xuan forced himself to calm down, but whenever he saw this scene, and Wan Hongyu's sluggish and bloody appearance, his reason couldn't help but quietly fade a little.

"Be calm."

A hand was on Zhuo Xuan's shoulder, and he knew that this was Zhou Xueqiu.

Zhuo Xuan, who was furious, slapped Zhou Xueqiu's hand away, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yunlong, wrapped in an angry voice but responding to Zhou Xueqiu: "Calm down? How do I calm down? It's not the people you care about who are being used as hostages now, of course you will calm down! ”

Isn't it someone I care about who is being taken hostage......

Zhou Xueqiu's eyes darkened, as if he had evoked some bad memories, he was not angry, but said lightly: "Even if you are angry, it won't help, looking at his appearance, the more angry you are, the happier he will be." ”

"Or this gentleman understands me better," Zhang Yunlong still smiled, he grabbed Wan Hongyu's hand by the hair and tugged it, as if he was deliberately demonstrating, "Now that you are here, it seems that my stupid little brothers are also dead." Sure enough, no one can be relied on except himself. ”

Wan Hongyu's eyes were a little dull, and the pain on her scalp seemed to have nothing to do with her. At this moment, she is like a tool, a puppet, manipulated to humiliate Zhuo Xuan and Zhou Xueqiu.