Chapter Eighty-Seven, Guilt (23)

I've touched happiness, I'm happy to have escaped from my adoptive father's clutches, no matter how I'm treated, as long as I leave alive, I can live the life I want to live again.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, someone finally came, and they took strange equipment, something as strange as an electric drill, to mark everyone's arm, and by the way, to take blood for a sample.

As soon as the needle of the machine was pressed on his arm, the boy on the edge was so scared that he peed his pants and fainted, and the fishy smell spread in the enclosed space, making the others cry even more, thinking that the boy was dead.

I waited calmly for the blood to be taken, without any expression, because I knew that I would not die, and that I would be able to escape here as long as I lived.

About ten minutes after the blood was taken, the results appeared automatically, but all the boys who made the sound of the machine were injected with strange injections, and their eyes slowly became blank until they closed, and then they were untied and carried out of the secret room.

Only me and the other two boys were still in the secret room, and the machine didn't go off, but the machine we tested was red light.

We don't know if we qualify, or something more terrifying awaits us.

Finally, the man behind the scenes appeared, the wall on one side of the secret room was opened, and everyone in the secret room bowed to him, it was an old man in his sixties with gray hair and crutches, he seemed to be a blind man, and the crutches in his hand were not used because of bad legs and feet, but for guiding the blind.

"The result?"

"There are three left."

"How can there be so many, and the bloodline is so pure that it is impeccable?"

"Yes, the machine has tested it, and the DNA of the sample you gave is almost the same."

"Are there any girls among them?"

"No, we looked for a few girls, and they didn't pass the first level, and they died in the cage when their potential was stimulated."

"That kid, you look most like the person in the mural photo I gave you."

"This ...... The one on the right. ”

Strange conversations, although I don't know what the other person is talking about, but I'm sure that as long as it's like the one who looks like it, I'll definitely be alive, and I'm the one on the far left.

The old man was getting closer and closer to the child on his right, and he was almost touching his face, I didn't want to die yet, I had to live, I had to do something to live.

"He's a liar! The mural is so blurry that you can't see the face at all! I think I'm more like that! I don't believe you touch me! ”

I managed to get the old man's attention, but he reached out and touched the child's face on the right.

"You're crying? My king will not be cowardly enough to cry, and if his heart is not strong enough, he can't afford the position of the Li family as a family member. ”

After evaluating the child, he reached to the left and touched the one in the middle.

"You're too fat, no wonder he doesn't think you're like someone who can't be self-disciplined with himself, and is not qualified to appear here."

He didn't come back to touch me, but turned to the researcher and said, "It's all ruined, find the next batch."

"But...... We don't have the money to go for the next batch. ”

"Just no money? Hehe...... The king is a faith, a spirit! It's your pleasure to find her heir! Shouldn't you try to do it again? ”

"We tried! More than 100 children! None of them are purer than these three bloodlines now! Does it matter if it's a man or a woman? People more than 4,500 years ago, how can you restore them exactly the same! ”

"Poof...... A butterfly knife was inserted into the researcher's neck, and the knife was pulled out, and everyone at the scene was stunned.

"Do not blaspheme all the king's business! Otherwise die! No matter what you guys do! Don't let the police find me! Otherwise, I can't guarantee that your family will survive until tomorrow. The old man's majestic voice shocked everyone in the secret room.

"...... these three children?"

"Send it away, follow and observe, and wait for the day when I make a comeback, and then I will look for you."

The old man was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around and looked at me with a pair of white eyes, "The child on the left, from today on, your name is Li Jiang, and we will see you again." ”

I was covered with a handkerchief and passed out, and when I woke up again, I was at my adoptive father's house, and my adoptive father had begun to stink, and the wounds on his legs had begun to rot, but the man was still alive, and I didn't have the old man's skills, and I couldn't let him die.

From then on, I began to be kind to my adoptive father, and I became a good and filial boy in the mouth of the people in the neighborhood, but no one knew that every night I would be caught learning strange things!

In the past ten years, only myself is left, and the other two have disappeared inexplicably, and the heir of the Li family can only be me, and I am the only choice.

But I don't want to get involved in this bullshit Li family, and use all my financial resources, just to find the heir with the purest blood of Chiyou and restore the feminist society, it's really ridiculous, a group of men are working hard to restore the feminist society?

Foolish people talk about dreams, but why am I not foolish dreams, I was created, abandoned to a welfare home because of a shortage of funds, adopted by my adoptive father, and found again, and because of a shortage of funds, I have to find a future salary for all the believers of the Li family, and I have to support that old thing!

I don't want to run away! I hate this Li family, shackles me in the name of blood, and uses virtual and unrealistic ideals in a vain attempt to brainwash more people, no matter how good a feminist society is, what's the use, it's just the way of life thousands of years ago.

It has not been subverted for thousands of years, how can you succeed! This old stereotype is just drawing a pie.

But I can't do anything by myself, I can't change that old fashioned at all, it's better to let this butterfly knife kill myself and get out of this kind of life where people are not ghosts or ghosts.

Li Jiang stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife, blood spurted out, Guno had already called for an ambulance, but he was afraid of leaving evidence that he had been here, so he pushed Shiyi and hid far away, and Shiyi didn't know what to do, so he had to press Li Jiang's wound hard to prevent Li Jiang from losing too much blood.

"I want to be a good person, but the blood forces me to bear the fate of a bad person, no one is wrong, what is wrong is the concept of faith, if you save me, I will definitely smash the bronze mirror that represents the power of Chiyou with my own hands when we meet again!"

"Can you say two words less? You keep this and talk to Jiang Jiuya, this is the infighting of your Chiyou lineage, don't get involved with me? Gounod, hasn't the ambulance arrived yet? Shiyi sealed Li Jiang's wound and already picked up Li Jiang.

"Coming, coming, downstairs, you go quickly, I'll go back with Jiuya first, let's meet at the hotel."

Guno took the pinhole camera fragments in his pocket, and with the spirit of Jiuya, he tore open the space door with his bare hands and ran.

Shiyi hugged Li Jiang and sent him to the ambulance, there was such a big fire in the new birth era, and the fire brigade was also called by well-wishers passing by, and the entire new birth era was blocked.

He struggles to escape from the crowd, only to find that Gounod has not left the tram keys for him.

In the early hours of the morning, the street is desolate and deserted, and a yellow-haired teenager pushes an electric tricycle through the road with great effort, and his goal is to go home! Go home and question that shameless Gunault!

You have the ability to run fast, and you don't have the ability to leave the key for me, right?