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Chapter 2815: The Tragedy of the Slayer

Every ruthless killing machine must have its past misery. Han Sanqian has always recognized this.

The reason why those ruthless killers turned into cold killing machines was not because they were born without feelings, but because they were tortured to the point where they had no feelings at all!

Although they seem to have been trained since childhood, it is by no means as simple as raising them up and cultivating their killing skills as in the movie.

What is really important is that while this is going on, every killing machine will be stripped of its dignity.

They will be violated by others at a very young age, which will completely destroy their weak hearts and little dignity. From then on, they will become cold and ruthless.

So does Slayer!

If you put him in the first few years after he was born, he would undoubtedly be no different from ordinary humans. However, his superiors locked him in a cage with a male frog beast for a long time.

Every day and every night, the superiors would put poison on the side of the cage, and the killer would be violated by the frog beast almost every day and every night.

Until one day, the frog beast completely invaded his body and transformed into the same body as him!

His shame and everything else were gone, and he became cold and heartless from then on!

He has no strength to resist his superiors, so he vents his anger on every so-called "enemy" he can see, either to vent his anger, or to comfort others by watching his tragedy happen to others.

In short, he goes further and further into desolate humanity and perverted cruelty.

He stopped until he met Han Sanqian.

"Sometimes, bad people are not all bad, they just lack a listener, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

"When a person's hands are covered with blood, in fact, he has already given up on himself." The killer smiled coldly.

"If a person gives up on himself, he won't tell me about his past here at all. It's good to tell him. At least, the knot in your heart will be loosened a lot, and a lot of hatred will be released." Han Sanqian said.

The killer said nothing and nodded lightly.

After a moment, he looked up at Han Sanqian: "Although the bad guys are not all bad, they can never wash away the blood on their hands. It's normal for me to be imprisoned here, but you..."

"Looking at your words and deeds, you are definitely not a treacherous or evil person. If you want to have the ability, those kousan are no match for you. Why are you being imprisoned in such a place?" The killer said this and stared at him.

The single big eye looked at Han Sanqian strangely.

"Ever heard a word?"

"What words?"

"If I don't go to hell, who will? If I hadn't come in, who would enlighten you, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.

The killer was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "Although I'm not smart, I'm not stupid either. If you don't tell me, then that's it." After saying that, he stood up slightly and walked toward the end.

"What are you doing?" Han Sanqian asked.

"It's getting late. I'm going to lock myself. At least I can do it more comfortably and avoid being humiliated by those birdmen." He smiled bitterly, as if he was already used to this kind of situation.

Perhaps the only thing he was not used to was that he lost this time.

"If you were given a chance to atone for your sins, would you be willing?" Han Sanqian turned around, closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly.

"Atonement?" His huge figure was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to be answering Han Sanqian, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Am I qualified to atone for my sins? I never thought I could cleanse myself.

sin."

"If one day I really have such an opportunity, I think... I may not cherish it, because, even now, I don't know how to face it."

After speaking, he shook his head gently, dragging his huge body, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness at the end.

In the city lord's palace...

Within the palace.

Another three hours passed, but the messages over and over again made Fang Biao extremely disappointed. Could it be that the Ice God really tried to disappear?!

Suddenly, just when Fang Biao was depressed and went to his grandma's house, Mr. Chai stood up slowly: "That's not right!"

"What's wrong?"


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