Although she was very powerless, Yan Xiaoyu still grinned shamelessly: "Otherwise, let's have sex! I recently discovered that I am a man of both genders! My ideal has changed from conquering all women to conquering the entire universe!"
The corner of Wu Kong's mouth twitched: "Aren't you afraid that your prince will be jealous?"
Yan Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed obviously when he mentioned Jin Shaoyang's back, and he smiled slowly after a while: "...He is just a child. Maybe he just lives a little lonely and hasn't found the meaning of his existence.
, so children at this stage will appreciate people like me who have clear goals."
So when Jin Shaoyang fully matures, he and he may become strangers.
In fact, when you think about it, this is indeed the case. Just like a teacher, he just taught him some principles of life. He just taught him not to be so self-degenerate and think that everyone in the world has abandoned him. In fact, many adolescent children will think so and feel that
You're a fat pig, you're killing someone, you're a fool to close yourself off! But isn't it true that everyone still exists in this world? Doesn't everyone breathe the same air? Doesn't everyone live under the same sky?
Is it? If there are really those who think they are lonely enough to see through the world of mortals, they can commit suicide to find the meaning of life!
Yan Xiaoyu is not noble or immature, but he has mixed up some truths. No one will adapt to you. If you want to live, you can only learn to adapt to this world!
Don't think you are special, in fact the RMB is the truth!
As long as you can survive, it is worth it whether you sell your freedom, your dignity or even do something that is harmful to nature!
This is his rule of survival, short but cruel. People who are injured the most will become the strongest. Maybe that's the case for him.
So he won't be like others who end up with endless things like being broken up in love, being abandoned, and other trivial things!
But he also has his own bottom line. There are some people he wants to cherish with his life, so he will never give up on Wu Kong at this moment.
As long as you have a firm belief, you will stick to it.
Sweat continued to slide down from his forehead. Yan Xiaoyu was so tired that he could not utter a single word. His lungs seemed to be about to explode, but he could not and did not dare to stop the movement of his legs...
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He leaned on his knees and took a few breaths before continuing to drag Wu Kong and run wildly.
"...Brother Yu... There seems to be the sound of a motor vehicle! Could it be... could it be that they have gathered people again? Let's get a car first!"
"No, there are too many of them. We can only run in the alley. Otherwise, if they overtake a few of their cars, we will be killed."
Yan Xiaoyu is particularly resolute.
"Do you want me to help you?" When I walked to the corner, a boy wearing a white shirt suddenly appeared in front of me. His pure white shirt was spotless, and his delicate appearance was like a prince walking out of a comic, yet he was elegant and elegant.
A touch of subtle charm.
"...I think I've seen you before." Yan Xiaoyu stopped and glanced at him lightly, she was really familiar with you.
"I am the student representative who went to the party that day!" The young man smiled, his pale pink lips closing and closing with infinite charm.
"Can you help us?" Wu Kong pointed out the key point of the problem.
Youtian smiled disdainfully, and looked at Wu Kong with contempt in his eyes. Are you kidding me? Although he is not qualified to be a top killer like Caesar, he has also gone through the training, and if the opponent is not that person,
He won't lose...but he is willing to lose to Han Feng.
His eyes dimmed for a moment, but Youtian still nodded: "That's natural."
"But..." Suddenly the conversation changed and Youtian looked at Yan Xiaoyu: "I'm not a good person, and helping you comes with a price, so can you consider paying the price?"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded without any hesitation: "What do you want?"
The eyes were clear yet fierce. As a person who always negotiates, Yan Xiaoyu's attitude at this time was particularly neither humble nor overbearing.
There are some things that must be paid attention to at the negotiation table. The attitude should be neither humble nor arrogant, because a casual expression may cost the gang millions or dozens of guns.
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but then he grinned a strange smile. This calm look was exactly the same as Han Feng...
If it were an ordinary person, he would immediately beg himself anxiously!
Twins, their blood is the same, their appearance is the same. If what happened to Han Feng is imposed on the person in front of him, will his thoughts be the same?
Every cell in the body is dancing crazily, and Youtian's eyes are already stained with a hint of madness. Yan Xiaoyu doesn't know that since Han Feng died, how many "empty" people have separated from the organization and become clones.
Experts in the industry, because each of them wants to keep that light by their side, no matter how much effort it takes...
"I don't want to tell you yet." After some time, Youtian's eyes finally regained their composure, and then he looked at Yan Xiaoyu blankly.
"Will anyone die?"
"No." With a very sure tone, Youtian looked at Yan Xiaoyu, he would not let him die, he just wanted to make some changes.
"Very good, then you go and deal with them first." He pulled Wu Kong around and pushed Youtian directly in front of the men who were already chasing him.
Youtian shrugged helplessly, and then suddenly smiled, but his eyes were extremely cold.
It was obvious that there was an aura about him that made people want to worship him, but his slightly narrowed eyes were full of charm, which made those men stop in their tracks.
The smile on his lips became more and more disdainful, and then he stretched out his hand suddenly, and countless silver needles flew out in an instant, knocking down all those men with great accuracy.
"Holy shit, you're awesome!" Yan Xiaoyu was extremely shocked, but suddenly remembered that Qiu Jinye had used this trick in front of him before, so he patted Youtian on the shoulder: "Do you know someone named Qiu Jinye?"
A woman? She seems to be able to use silver needles, how did she practice it?"
First he was shocked and then smiled bitterly. Youtian looked at Yan Xiaoyu and shook his head: "I know him, but I'm not familiar with him."
Qiu Jinye is the only female killer who has survived. Yes, she is a killer, not a plaything or a tool for sexual release. Moreover, she is good at using hidden weapons, is familiar with various acupoints on the human body, and is also familiar with some medicinal materials.
There is considerable research, and the main assassination methods are poisoning and acupuncture. In short, those who die in her hands will be called natural deaths by the outside world.
Two years ago, Caesar was just an unknown child running between life and death, while Han Xuan, Han Feng, and Qiu Jinye were the most famous killers in the history of "Kong".
Han Xuan is characterized by cruelty. Every time he kills someone, he will cut the target into pieces and send them to his employer.
As for Han Feng, he is not cruel, but extremely cruel. Some people once said that Han Feng's murder scene would make every artist crazy and he would not hesitate to take out a pen to describe the crime on white paper and treasure it for eternity.
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Everything about Han Feng is so perfect, so perfect that it makes people crazy, whether it is his delicate face or his slender fingers like a girl, when he kills people with a knife, he is like a doctor doing surgery, gently slicing.
Open the aorta, then let the blood spray onto the wall, forming a strong color contrast, and then feel the warmth of the blood moistening the air.
His dead people usually give people a kind of beautiful enjoyment. Han Feng always makes them die in a beautiful moment. In Han Feng's world, the color of death is the most beautiful, with bright red liquid splashing all over the body.
But warm...
So people two years ago hoped that they could die at the hands of Qiu Jinye, because at least the people Qiu Jinye killed were intact, but no one knew that the most terrifying feeling was the feeling of the heart stopping beating.
Yes, those people could not feel blood or pain before they died, but their hearts beat slower and slower...
It has to be said that Caesar inherited Han Feng's characteristics, but he did not pursue beauty. All he wanted was blood, nothing more...
He looked away, then raised his hand suddenly, and before Yan Xiaoyu could react, Youtian knocked him unconscious.
"Hey, what are you going to do?" Wu Kong looked at him warily, but Youtian just raised his eyebrows and said boringly: "Really, why did he bring you such trouble?"
"What do you mean?" Wu Kong subconsciously took a step back.
"Do you want to die or live?" Instead of answering Wu Kong's question, Youtian asked.
Although he was a little confused about what the other party meant, Wu Kong still stammered and answered: "...Of course I want to live!"
With a snap of his fingers, Youtian instantly moved in front of Wu Kong, then gently raised his hand and he fainted.
Lifting Wu Kong's chin, Youtian had a smile in his eyes: "Such a scenario simulation is very interesting. It just so happens that this person can act as Caesar back then. I want to see if the ending will be different this time.
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When Yan Xiaoyu woke up, she was in a very dark room. The room was small and shabby.
The corners were covered with spider silk, and there was only a dim light bulb with a faint yellow light swaying in the whole room...
The dust in the air was a bit pungent. Yan Xiaoyu covered her mouth and coughed twice before seeing Wu Kong lying next to her.
He seemed to be still unconscious, but his brows were furrowed.
Yan Xiaoyu originally wanted to help him to the wooden bed next to him, but after thinking about the current situation, he hesitated for a while and slapped Wu Kong on the face.
Feeling the pain, Wu Kong subconsciously opened his eyes. After being stunned for a long time, he stood up suddenly and yelled at Yan Xiaoyu: "Who the hell are you to hit me?"