Chapter 453: A story about love that has nothing to do with love
It is a story about love, but it has nothing to do with love at all.
In their first life, they were unrecognized humans created in the laboratory. The scars branded on their left shoulders completely distinguished them from real humans. Even though they were actually better, they were still not recognized by society.
He lived in an adjacent biochemical warehouse with her, and when she opened her eyes every day, all she saw was his condensed profile.
A random coincidence made them partners. Every time he went on a mission, she would follow him and watch him use cold and sharp methods to destroy all obstacles in front of him. In those years, no matter how difficult the mission was, she would complete it.
, all she had to do was follow him and stare at his gorgeous and dazzling serial plan.
He said, as long as she doesn't get in the way, it'll be fine.[
The higher-ups didn't know that as long as he was around, she wouldn't even get blood on her hands.
But he generously divided the glory and rewards equally after each mission, so he became the number one gold medalist, and so did she, but there was a lot of pretentiousness.
She doesn't know how to distinguish between good and evil in the world. As long as she can stay with him, she will still have a happy life killing others. The life and death of others has nothing to do with her.
However, neither he nor she knew that being too good was actually a mistake.
Especially in laboratories where there is no shortage of excellent ones, those who are too top-notch will only be targeted by lunatics who are completely dazzled by experiments to complete more demanding projects.
Because in the eyes of humans, they are just experimental subjects, not compatriots.
One day, when she woke up, she didn't see him.
The researcher told her coldly that he would never appear again.
She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if something had been lost, and a certain part of her body was in sharp pain like a knife. This unbearable feeling caused a mass of murderous aura to occupy her chest, which was reflected in the mirror.
, she clearly saw that her red eyes were exactly the same as when he was performing his mission.
The next memory is a bleak blood red.
She killed the researcher who took care of them every day, tore off their heads with her own hands, and forced to find out his whereabouts.
At the last second, she rushed to the place where the experiment was conducted, and saw the old doctor who maliciously inspected their bodies every day, and raised a silver bullet pistol with cold light flowing towards him...