Intense pain came from the limbs......

The hot breath burned the throat like a flame......

Luo Qiu was lying on the ground, panting heavily, he was firmly locked by a humiliating posture, unable to move, in his eyes, he seemed to be an extremely weak ordinary person, but he was just an ant like a pig and a dog, but he was easily beaten. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He couldn't help but ask, "Why ......?"

"What?" Xing Feng looked down.

"Why! Why the hell is that! It took me three months to get to where I am today, and I'm just one step away from LV3, but all my efforts have been burned! I've done something wrong, I'm not reconciled! ”

Listening to this wailing like a lost dog, Xing Feng's face was still indifferent, he took out a cigarette again, put it in his mouth, and said lightly: "Work hard? Scold...... Aren't you just killing people? Although I don't understand whether you have a mental problem or a nervous problem, since you have provoked the order of this society, you must naturally be prepared to pay the price, which is the most basic bottom line as a wicked criminal. ”

He took out the pistol from behind him, pulled out the safe, and pressed it against Luo Qiu's head, the cold muzzle of the gun made his whole body shiver.

"Yo? Still shivering? Xing Feng smiled and smiled sarcastically: "It seems that you also have fear, in that case, when you kill people, why don't you consider the feelings of those dead?" ”

Luo Qiu raised his head vigorously and glared at Xing Feng with disgust: "I'm not a criminal!" ”

"Yes, you're not as good as them! At least the group of murderous robbers, drug lords, secret killers, or underworld bosses, they all follow their own ideas to kill people and commit crimes, not only dare to do it, but dare to admit it...... They came to life by stepping on the corpses of a group of people, and you...... is not only a garbage who is afraid of death, but also a scum who does not even dare to admit that he killed himself and refuses to admit his fate if he fails. Xing Feng said coldly: "No, you are not even as good as garbage!" ”

Luo Qiu's breath stagnated.

Garbage is not as good? Me? No, it's not! I just ate like a few loaves of bread! Doesn't people always need something to eat to live, anyway, those weak people will die sooner or later, let me eat it, prolong my life, what's wrong?

I just want to live, and to live I just have to eat people, what's not to do!

Luo Qiu stared blankly at the cold muzzle, and after shivering, he recalled some memories of the past...... The nightmare that was buried in the deepest part could not be concealed at this moment after all, and surfaced little by little.

……

Luo Qiu's childhood used to be happy and ordinary.

With the children of their companions going to and from school, they read and write together, and the father and mother are ordinary people who work as farmers.

He thought that his doctor would spend his time like this, until one day, at home, he saw his father fall ill, and the strong middle-aged man was holding on to the table, constantly coughing up blood, staining the ground red, and stabbing his eyes.

He smiled bitterly and said that he was fine, and at the same time glanced at Luo Qiu deeply, and the gaze at that glance was so complicated, complicated that Luo Qiu would never forget.

The next six months were the biggest nightmare.

Within a week, my father was unusual; After a month, he had gradually lost his physical strength, and it became difficult for him to go to the fields and do farm work. In February, he had problems walking and had to be admitted to the hospital; In March, he couldn't even get out of bed and move around, so he had to rely on his relatives to take care of him; In April, he had to cough up blood every day, his face was pale, and his condition penetrated deep into his bone marrow; In May, he was kept alive on ventilators and medicines; In June, he died.

The once strong man died completely in only six months, and when he died, his whole body was as thin as a skeleton, so miserable and desolate...... This gave Luo Qiu a lot of stimulation and psychological pressure.

However, this is only the beginning of the nightmare.

After the death of her father, the burden of the family fell on the mother, and this industrious woman held up all day, toiling all day without rest, and finally exhausted all her energy in just six or seven years, and she also fell ill...... Cerebral hemorrhage and stroke, died after not holding out for half a day.

Luo Qiu was only seventeen years old that year, which was a huge blow to him, and he lost his soul for three days...... But in the end, he cheered himself up and decided to devote himself to studying medicine, trying to free the people around him from the pain as much as possible.

He succeeded, relying on first-class grades to be admitted to medical university, and perennial scholarships, as the price of hard study, his body began to gradually thin down, and became weak.

He thought he would be a good doctor who saves lives, but fate played a joke on him again.

On the day he graduated from college, his relatives came to congratulate him, and his uncle, who treated him as if he was his own, spit out the truth after drinking, and he told the truth about his father's death...... It's not a malignant disease, it's a genetic disease.

A blood disease inherited from the ancestors, there is no sign before the attack, and there is no period of law at all, it is like an invisible bomb, hidden in the human body, before the outbreak, anyone will live the dragon spirit and tiger, there is no abnormality, once the attack is ...... Within half a year, there will be no doubt about death.

The uncle told the truth and cried like a child, regretting that he was not able to save Luo Qiu's parents.

Luo Qiu couldn't cry, he stood on the spot, silent.

This kind of huge blow made Luo Qiu cry and laugh, he really wanted to ask God, is it enough to play him to death...... In the time that followed, he had no other thoughts, gave up looking for a good job, and devoted himself to the study of his condition.

Three years have passed, and there has been no progress...... Later, an old professor advised him that the disease was incurable and came from a genetic defect.

At that moment, he was desperate.

He spent his days in a state of confusion, until one day, a special piece of software was loaded on his phone, it was an app called Blood Demon, and the text was only one line - if you want to live, perform the ritual.

Those who are dying will hold on to the last straw.

He did so, and managed to kill a homeless man, remove the heart, perform the ritual, and then he found out...... His thin body had regained some strength, and he couldn't help himself with excitement!

God still left him a glimmer of life after all! As long as he can improve to LV3, he can get rid of this damn disease completely!

This idea has become all his motivation for the past three months, killing, dissecting hearts, performing rituals, and eating...... Everything is driven by the desire to live!

But today, when he was only half a step away from LV3, all his efforts were in vain and vanished.

Is this fate?

……

The subway has arrived.

The passengers were so frightened that they moved away from the scene, not wanting to get involved too much, just hoping to get home and sleep and forget everything about it.

"You stay here, and in a few minutes, a police officer will come and take over, and your identity can be explained." Bai Zhi instructed Mo Xinlan, "When it's over, send Ms. Lin Xi back...... Thank you for your hard work today. ”

With that, he had already stepped out of the subway door.

"Wait, Bai Zhi, where are you going?" Mo Xinlan was puzzled: "Continue to hunt down that murderer?" ”

"He has already been arrested, and if more than a thousand police officers can't stop a murderer, they won't have the face to live." Bai Zhi replied with a smile.

"You really deliberately let him go,......" Mo Xinlan exhaled, "It's my credit, right?" ”

"He is a death row prisoner, it is more appropriate to hand it over to the police, we are just cooperating, if we capture him first, it will be incompetent to the police." Bai Zhi left a selfish heart, he is no longer a person who belongs to this world, and sooner or later he will fight in various time and space, in various worlds, with the reincarnations of the Infinite Library, leaving different footprints...... Therefore, I can no longer have much intersection with ordinary people.

This can be regarded as a gift to Xing Feng.

"Humph! Whatever you say, you have a point. Mo Xinlan thought about it carefully, and no longer cared about it, of course the third lady of the dignified Mo family didn't care about these little credits, she rolled her eyes and asked, "Since it's all over, where are you going?" ”

"The end?" Bai Zhi shook his head: "It's not over yet......"

"But didn't the prisoner catch him?" Mo Xinlan looked cute.

Bai Zhi smiled mysteriously, didn't answer, just walked into the distance.

At this time, Lin Xi suddenly spoke: "Mr. Bai......"

Bai Zhi paused and turned his head.

"Thank you!" She bowed deeply: "Thank you for catching the murderer...... Jia'er can finally leave with peace of mind. ”

"You're welcome, I'm supposed to do it."

Bai Zhi waved his hand slightly, turned the corner, and disappeared from the sight of the two.

"This guy wants to do something bad by himself again." Mo Xinlan complained: "Just leave the mess here to me to clean up." ”

"That means he trusts you." Lin Xi smiled gently.

Mo Xinlan pursed her lips, trust is also divided into many categories, this kind of trust is more inclined to the saying 'I'm afraid that you will go out and send people to the head angrily, so just stay at home and hang up, obedient'.

No matter how you listen to it, it hurts even more.

Anyway, Miss Ben is also the third daughter of the Mo family, and now she has overcome her fear, and her combat power has rushed directly from the fifth king to the first king, and the three hundred ladders have soared by three thousand.

Lin Xi couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw Mo Xinlan's face full of resentment.

Although she looks like a big girl, her psychology is actually the same as that of a teenage girl...... When you care so much about someone, what do you often mean, don't you understand? It's so cute.

ps1: Looking at the 100,000 words next door, there are 30,000 or 40,000 clicks, three or four thousand recommended, I envy it...... But I'd better go back to the codeword, I knew that this book was properly unpopular, and I was mentally prepared.

PS2: Joke: Young friends should remember: kneeling can never get love. There may be some hope for medicine.