Chapter 47 Zhou Jinjun's Memories

The 'door' that looked like a hollow, a ball of light, and a flower opened.

No matter how it looks, a solid-colored black cat that is very ordinary walks out of the 'door'.

And behind the 'door', countless distorted aliens stared at the black cat, jealousy, resentment, envy, and murderous intent.

'The body can't move, so what the hell is it?' Zhou Jinjun's body froze in mid-air, and he rolled his eyes with difficulty to look at the black cat.

Although it looks like it's just an ordinary black cat, and even at this time it's still licking its paws leisurely, Zhou Jinjun can swear that that kind of thing is definitely not an ordinary black cat.

Because just a little emotion leaked out of that door, he couldn't move his body.

But the black cat was calm and composed, and even a little disgusted under the gaze of so many 'things'.

Then the door closed, and the sight was gone.

And the disappearance of that sight also allowed Zhou Jinjun to regain some control of his body.

"Is this your killer weapon, god, it's terrifying, so terrifying that my brain can't even remember it."

"But now that those things are gone, the black cat left behind is your killer weapon, I just need to kill you before then."

"It's just some residual momentum, how can I, how is it, I can't even move."

Zhou Jinjun said this, trying his best to make his body move again.

The teeth were crushed by Zhou Jinjun, and the fragments of the teeth pierced into the gums, leaving blood along the corners of his mouth.

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The strict figure of the tutor was re-remembered by Zhou Jinjun at this moment.

"Jinjun, you can't do these things."

"Jinjun, you can't do this."

"Hand out."

"Smack"

The whip fell, and a bloody wound appeared on Zhou Jinjun's young body.

The wound was so painful that Zhou Jinjun couldn't even stand up when he was a child.

But it is also very ingenious, it will not leave any sequelae, and even the liquid on the whip will activate the blood to promote healing, but the location of the wound in that process will be itchy, very itchy.

"Jinjun, your body has to remember this lesson, these movements."

"Be elegant, be beautiful."

"My lord adopted you in order to turn you into the best commodity in his hands."

"Again, you can't be sold as a commodity."

The old-fashioned woman seemed to be an old woman from the last century, and said to Zhou Jinjun in a sharp voice.

When Zhou Jinjun was five years old, just remembered age, Zhou Jinjun was sold by his titular father and cultivated as a commodity.

Learn etiquette, music, dance, and all kinds of means of pleasing others.

Xiang Zhou Jinjun's commodity, even if it is the best ending, is just a random boy to use as a mistress.

And the worst ending will appear in some places where 'big people' satisfy their desires, acting as 'toys' that are not even human, and any humiliation that is difficult for ordinary people to imagine will be presented on Zhou Jinjun's body until it is 'broken' like a rag doll.

This kind of thing was known to Zhou Jinjun when he was six years old.

And in order not to become a 'toy', Zhou Jinjun has always been perfect and can't make any mistakes before he becomes an adult.

At the age of twelve, Zhou Jinjun, who is too precocious, has the biggest fantasy of meeting someone who will be better to him, at least a son-in-law who will not beat him.

However, in that year, Zhou Jinjun's unimaginable luck befell him, and his ability awakened.

Because of the special bill, Zhou Jinjun must enter the Special Economic Zone, and the fate of becoming a commodity has been rewritten.

It was also at that time that twelve-year-old Zhou Jinjun met his titular father for the first time.

I thought his face would be ugly, but there was only a calm and bored look on his face, as if he thought that this kind of thing was a waste of his time.

At a moment, Zhou Jinjun suddenly understood that even if it was a commodity, he was a failure.

And the next day, when Zhou Jinjun felt that he could finally be liberated, he found that he could no longer live like a normal girl.

Because, after years of training, something has already been deeply imprinted into Zhou Jinjun's bones, and his body is driven by that instinct, and any action beyond the rules can not be done.

If you want to break free and be comfortable, unless Zhou Jinjun is no longer a girl.

And it was also on that night that Zhou Jinjun's strange ability nightmare awakened.

The freedom and relaxation that he had never felt made Zhou Jinjun lose himself in it, and his ability ran away.

Zhou Jinjun, who felt that his ability was rampant afterwards, also quietly hid his ability.

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"Get moving, it's, it's my dream."

"There's nothing left to restrain me but that body."

Zhou Jinjun roared angrily, his right hand trembled slightly, and the tip of the dagger fell down little by little.

"That's good, sir."

"You don't die in your dreams, but the pain and fear are real."

"In this case, you actually rely on your will and surpass your body's instincts, which is really admirable."

At this time, Luo Zixi, whose internal organs were broken and his body was almost immobile, looked at Zhou Jinjun's slightly pressed blade and said.

"Although I will not die in this dream, I know that once I let you out, I will lose everything I have now forever."

"So I have to kill, that's it, my determination."

Zhou Jinjun said this, the dagger in his hand had pierced Luo Zixi's throat, and the tip of the knife had penetrated a quarter of Luo Zixi's neck.

And Luo Zixi also held the last trace of strength and grabbed the blade in Zhou Jinjun's hand.

Although Luo Zixi was on the verge of death and could not use any ability, Zhou Jinjun also endured the residual power of the demon god, and his strength was almost useless.

"Your killer weapon doesn't seem to be able to save you."

"Give up, the first stab in your internal organs is already a fatal wound. The struggle now will only allow you to live for more than ten seconds. ”

"Give up, then you'll suffer less."

Zhou Jinjun, who had been paying attention to the black cat, saw that the black cat did not make any movement even at this moment, and then said to Luo Zixi.

"Buster, I'm bleeding internally, my arteries are severe, and I won't survive more than 30 seconds if I pull out the dagger."

"After I tried to talk to you, there are only 10 seconds left."

"With the name of the god of protection, you actually like to look at the protected target, on the verge of the last desperate situation, no wonder you will degenerate into a demon god."

"In this case, your bad taste should almost be satisfied."

"Even though it's part of the contract that summons you, I'm still feeling unpleasant."

"So, just do it, Buster, and stop playing."

Because of the injury in his throat, Luo Zixi used a torn-like hoarse voice to make a strange sound at the black cat, which was different from any language in this world.

"Got it, Master Mystic." A woman's voice came from the mouth of the black cat.

And this sentence is an ordinary word, and Zhou Jinjun naturally understands it.

After that, the black cat glanced at Zhou Jinjun, just a glance, and everything lost its meaning.