"Why did I know Lu Qiyan?"

This question seems to be very philosophical, where is the fate of man so many whys.

"After the fall of the Lu family, he was auctioned off as an item." Li Mo smoked a cigarette faintly, the smoke making the delicate and stunning makeup unreal, she spat out a smoke ring, "Can you imagine it?" The moment the curtain opened, a fainted teenager curled up on the stage very quietly, dressed in white and with black hair, outstanding temperament, beautiful and unconscious, what a beautiful picture. ”

"How beautiful is it when you are in power, how miserable it is when you lose power, and when you fall from a high place, it hurts to death, right? Lu Qiyan's parents died one after another, so he was the one who bore the consequences. ”

As she spoke, her fingers hitting her exposed knees as if she were playing a piano.

Li Mo was laughing.

"I'm also an item that was auctioned, and I'm locked up in the same place as him, so we got to know each other."

"Later, he injured someone and ran out with me."

That was the beginning of Lu Qiyan's gun.

The cold basement, full of the smell of rotting corpses, suffocated and cramped, led them step by step to the world of madmen. He and her, filthy, have long since known whether they are humans or beasts.

Dicho opened the door one day, and he crouched before them, his eyes always filled with disgusting pity.

Li Mo subconsciously dodged behind Lu Qiyan.

Rao is that she is almost crazy, like a gloomy female ghost, but she is still awake, and she will be afraid of the old man with a big belly.

Lu Qiyan's eyes were beautiful and delicate, not half angry, he looked at Di Huo vigilantly, and then protected the girl who was trembling behind him.

"Do you want to get out of here, huh?"

A pair of thick and rough hands slowly stretched out, attached to Lu Qiyan's face, he avoided it in disgust, this action seemed to stimulate Di Huo, he was fickle and violent, mentally ill, the next second, he stared at the vicious eyes, and then pinched his face fiercely, almost deformed.

Li Mo convulsed for a while, she seemed to see herself being treated like this, she seemed to have been poisoned and couldn't control it.

Lu Qiyan didn't say a word, and let Di Huo trample on it.

"I hate your proud eyes, the little master will always be the little master, right?"

He slammed his body against the wall, clang, the concrete floor vibrating along with the wall, and the pungent and foul-smelling ash fell on the half of the boy's perfect face.

Di Huo didn't seem to have vented enough, and dragged Lu Qiyan to the ground again, and the black and shiny leather shoes stepped on his hand, little by little, slowly grinding.

Blood trickled down from the corners of his mouth, he ached, and made a tone that didn't look like a human voice....

Then Dijo began to laugh, and he looked at the dark ceiling, at the crumbling lamp, and in the light, his face was aggrieved and hideous.

"You're a dog now."

Kicked him.

"It's a cheap auction item."

kicked again, Lu Qiyan's old wounds had not healed, the blood was still dry, and he was covered in fresh blood.

"If I want you to live, you will live, and if you want you to die, you will die...... If you don't obey, I'll scratch your face, and I see if you can still stare at me like that. ”

Li Mo covered his ears and cried silently.

So, Dijo fell on her with a hideous gaze again, "Are you scared, tell me, are you scared?" ”

He bent down, little by little, but she trembled back, "I'm scared. I was scared. ”

He laughed with satisfaction, and then gently touched Li Mo's head, "It's still good, I'll let you out right away, okay?" ”

Black tear stains intertwined on that delicate face.

She hugged her body, "Okay... Well..."

Dijo's eyes converged for a moment, and he grabbed her by the hair, and became extremely violent again, and the basement was filled with the screams of girls.

"But you're disobedient!"

She was terrified and shook her head frantically, "I didn't !! I didn't! ”

"This piece of clothing on you, is it his, you say! Isn't it his?! ”

Dijo pointed to the dying boy on the ground.

Li Mo didn't dare to nod.

And he pressed her directly, and slammed it against the wall.

She screamed, struggled, begged for mercy, cried, she felt that the day was more desperate than ever, she felt like she was about to suffocate, she was so painful that she didn't feel it, and the blood was dripping down her forehead, like a rain that was not too big or small.

Li Mo felt like he was dying.

But she didn't expect that it was not her who died, but Diho.

The murderer is Lu Qiyan.

He stood up with his strength on the ground, a mess of blood, ashes, mud, broken bottles and cans, falling walls one by one, and then, leaning over, silently picking up the sharpest shards of glass on the ground, and slashing them directly at Dijo's throat.

He used the quietest breath to make the most ruthless movements, and there was no superfluous expression on his face except blood.

The book says that if the knife is fast enough, the moment you cut your throat, you will hear the wind.

Li Mo seemed to hear the terrible sound of the wind, blowing in her ears, and the gushing blood splashed on her face.

She collapsed against the wall, gasping for air and shaking uncontrollably, screaming, covering her eyes and ears.

Before he died, Dijo's facial features were on the verge of deformation, and he stretched out his fingers in pain, the blood of his thick lips pouring out of his throat.

He pointed at Lu Qiyan, his mouth opened and closed, but Lu Qiyan looked at him condescendingly, as if he had crawled out of the abyss, I don't know if it was a human or a ghost, he smiled at Di Huo, his black hair covered his scarlet eyes, terrible and gloomy.

Lu Qiyan stepped on him a few times until he completely lost his breath.

Limmo screamed, witnessing it all in the corner, he killed Dijo, he did what she never dared to do, he was more of a madman than she was.

Lu Qiyan squatted beside the corpse and slashed a few times with the glass shards.

I don't know how long it took for him to gasp for breath and throw the pieces away, and then he seemed to fall apart, badly wounded, and in pain he had no strength at all.

"Li Mo, I'll take you out."

She heard him heaving his chest and speaking to her.

I'll take you out.

"No one will bully us in the future."

Di Huo pinned a gun to the back of his waist, Lu Qiyan took it out, and used this gun to solve the thugs who were guarding the door and he was raising.

He seemed to be ready to die, or rather, whether he lived or died, it didn't matter to him at all, he didn't want to get out of here alive, he just wanted to kill those who imprisoned him.

"If you're scared, close your eyes, hide there, and don't look."

Before Lu Qiyan opened the door, he said this to Li Mo in a deep tone.

She obediently did so.

Li Mo didn't expect that Lu Qiyan would shoot. He said that he had studied before, and his father would not let him touch this kind of thing, and the more he would not let it, the more curious and rebellious he became.

The effect is the opposite, the moment he touches the body of the gun, it naturally seems to be endowed with this ability, and he is naturally suitable for shooting.

The violent elements in his heart were well controlled under the persuasion of his parents, and even Lu Qiyan himself did not know that he would be cruel to such a point one day. In fact, from a very early age, there seemed to be that kind of sign, when the son of the Wu family bullied Lu Yuning, he almost strangled him to death, and now, he really killed someone.

It seems that a very satisfying purpose has been achieved.

The four of them fell in a pool of blood one by one following the sound of the gunshot, and even bubbled with steam.

Lu Qiyan closed his eyes and sneered.

He finally understood why his father wouldn't let him touch the gun, because once he had that thought, it would be out of control, and it would be impossible to go back to the beginning, and he would become greedy for power, blood, and the feeling of being in charge of other people's destinies.

Step by step, he also went to extreme distortions.

Trapped in the dark basement for three whole months, when he saw the sun again, Li Mo's thoughts were to escape.

Lu Qiyan killed someone, held a gun, in his world, it seemed that nothing was impossible, all the illegal and non-illegal, he didn't care at all.

He snatched the clothes, no one dared to say no to the muzzle of the gun, Lu Qiyan threw the clothes to Li Mo, and led him through the various intertwined and complicated paths, until a remote restaurant appeared in front of them, and they stopped.

An elderly couple sat at the doordoor holding dumplings, quiet and peaceful, in great contrast to their unbearableness.

Lu Qiyan wiped the blood stains on his face, and also wiped the blood stains on Li Mo's face.

She has been isolated from the world for more than three months, but a whole few years, and she seems to be unable to fit into the world of normal people, she stood at the door of the store, tightly circled Lu Qiyan's hand, and took a few steps back.

The boy turned around, looked at her, and then said only one word, "Hungry." ”

Of course, they will be very hungry, almost every day, they can't eat anything that anyone else eats, and the aroma of wontons emanates from the small shop, and they haven't smelled like this for a long time.

Lu Qiyan took Li Mo by the hand, pushed open the door and walked in.

The eyes of the elderly couple do not seem to be bright, and they do not see the abnormality of the two of them, but they are children, speaking in a kind dialect, warm and kind.

Lu Qiyan didn't say a word, lowered his head, and gobbled up.

Li Mo looked at them and didn't move her chopsticks, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she sniffed, "I..... I miss my mom and dad, and I want my grandparents. ”

The spoon in the young man's hand paused, but only for a moment, and he continued to keep his head down, without saying a word.

After eating the ravioli, they have no money to settle the bill.

The gun couldn't be held in his hand, and Li Mo's eyes widened, "Lu Qiyan, they are old men." ”

At least, don't do that to them.

"We don't have any money."

Lu Qiyan reminded her.

Of course she does.

Li Mo followed him to get up, Lu Qiyan pushed open the door, and then immediately grabbed her hand and ran all the way.

The old man shouted with difficulty in the back, "You children, you didn't pay....."

When you are older, it is difficult to start a small business.

But who has experienced those darkness like him and Li Mo?

So, Lu Qiyan raised the gun, and the bullets did not fall on the old man's body, but only pierced the opposite wall, but the old man was greatly frightened.

He threatened, "Don't scream, or I'll—"

Li Mo stopped his hand, "Forget it, let's go." ”

Let's go, where are we going?

Killed, robbed, shot, police cars one after another, and the two of them were wanted in the whole city.

Jiangyang thief, wandering the world, the Condor Heroes?

No, they just sympathize with each other, depend on each other, and have long been tied to each other on a rope with a community of destiny.

They don't have any aura on them, only the filth of being trampled underfoot.