——An ordinary milk tea shop in the old town of Tiandu.
In the store, Xue Ling took out the pistol in her arms and pointed it at "Dagger"'s head amidst the screams of other customers.
"ah!"
Aike shouted and stood up from "Dagger", reaching out to grab the black hole of the muzzle.
However, in the next moment, "Dagger" attacked directly from behind her, protecting Aike to her side and behind, while he waved his right hand and used brute force to drag the muzzle of the gun towards the gap between her right face and right shoulder.
"boom!"
The broken iron from the missile scratched his scalp. "Dagger" took advantage of Xue Ling's imbalance and grabbed her wrist, flew up her right knee, directly broke her right arm, and successfully took away her gun.
Come down.
"Click!"
After picking up Xue Ling's dislocated right arm with one hand, "Dagger" flicked her with one hand and pushed her back to the sofa.
In the milk tea shop, the overly quick police, led by a familiar figure, took control of the situation and dispersed all the people who were joining in the fun and frightened people. At the same time, they controlled the milk tea shop manager who had been unlucky for eight lifetimes and ordered him to close all the windows to the outside.
and store door.
Two minutes later, the milk tea shop lit up with charming lavender lights during the day.
On the roof one kilometer away, Lingjiu knocked the sniper unconscious and took away all the firearms and weapons from him.
This young man was a recruit from the outside team that night, and she didn't want him to ruin her future like this.
"Hoo, ho, hiss..."
Xue Ling groaned in her seat. Under the treatment of Dr. Shixin, she has gradually lost her strength and is gradually returning to normal human physical fitness.
This was the first time she experienced the feeling of dislocation.
"For those of us, guns are the most useless things, don't you know?"
"Dagger" continued the interrupted conversation while inspecting Aike's body. Beside them, Yunluo held matcha cake and light coffee and sat down next to them.
Aike took out a paper bag from his small pocket, stood up awkwardly, and covered the bleeding wound on the side of "Dagger"'s brain with a stack of tissues.
"Dagger" reached out to hold the tissue, hugged Aike back into his arms, and gently twisted her ears.
"I won't do it next time, remember?"
"Yeah... remember."
Xue Ling watched the interaction between the two in a daze. When she was a child, her parents taught her so lovingly, but now, they are no longer there...
She lowered her eyes, pretending to be in pain, and reached for her belt, where a grenade hung.
"well?"
However, the feeling of being too light made her feel bad for a moment, but she still took it off and lifted it up. In an instant, several policemen pointed their rifles at her, and the store manager screamed and hid behind the counter.
.
"Haha...hahahahaha...hahaha!"
A huge hole appeared at the bottom of the grenade, and everything inside was as empty as a plate licked by a hungry puppy.
Xue Ling smiled desperately and turned to look out the window. However, "Dagger" showed her the newly received photos on her phone at this moment.
In the photo, two soldiers were disarmed and fainted on the rooftop. They were the two recruits who came to help her get revenge.
Finally, Xue Ling no longer suppressed her tears. She took off her mask and laughed freely, with tears flowing freely. The other extreme of crying and laughing made people feel a little sad for her.
That's the look on a person's face when they've exhausted all they have in exchange for despair, when hope is extinguished.
The prelude to falling into the cliff of madness.
It was like hearing a fatal joke.
"Dagger" put Aike down from his arms, stood up from the sofa, stepped over the overturned round table, took out a towel from the shadow, and replaced the empty shell of the grenade in Xue Ling's hand.
"ah!"
"Poof!"
Aike screamed, and blood spattered. The short knife that Xue Ling stabbed with all her strength sank into the left shoulder of "Dagger". She looked at her hands that were gradually stained with blood, and her pupils that were about to lose their luster appeared bright.
"You will bleed..."
"I can."
Xue Ling stared blankly at the faces of the dagger and the "dagger", looking for a foothold between reality and illusion. Aike flew towards her and knocked her to the ground. Her petite arms glowed with luster, and she raised her hand
He used his claws to grab Xue Ling's neck.
"Aike! Stop!"
"Dagger" shouted angrily and stopped Aike's movements. Xue Ling looked at her eyes full of hatred and stared at her own figure in her pupils.
At this time, they were both "daughters", but the suffering Aike suffered was several times that of hers.
But Aike, who was most qualified and motivated, and who should kill her at all costs, stopped under the scolding of "father".
"Aike, I'm fine, come here..."
"Wen.me.her!"
Aike still maintained his murderous posture, and the thin scales on his hands emitted a blade-like cold light. Xue Ling had already accepted her fate. There was absolutely no way that the victim in front of her would let go of the opportunity for revenge.
Just like myself.
"Huh...prick a small blood hole on her shoulder like mine, and then come over..."
(If someone punches you, the most you can do is punch him back, don't hit him more, because then you are simply venting.)
"Dad...ugh!"
Feeling the stinging sensation of a sharp object on her shoulder, Xue Ling watched the little girl pull out her right hand from her shoulder, watched her put away the exploding scales, and watched her no longer lock herself with murderous intent.
Look at her and simply leave yourself.
Xue Ling clutched her left shoulder and struggled to sit up from the floor, watching Aike quickly run towards her savior, her "dad", and the person who forced her father to death.
"Dad...I..."
Along with the memories that just came to her mind, the memories of her father's teachings in the past kept reappearing in her mind. She cried out like a little girl and was held in the arms of a man wearing a mask who appeared behind her at some unknown time.
.
He is Xue Yan's chief, the president of the Kingdom of China, Tong Zehai, who came in disguise.
"Huh... now, do you want to continue talking?"
"Dagger" used dark elements to sew up the wound, and sat on the ground with his legs bent, holding Aike, who was sobbing in his arms.
"Huh... cough... Uncle Tong, thank you..."
"It's okay, you shouldn't be responsible for your parents' sins..."
"Sorry, don't interrupt me and them for now, okay?"
Tong Zehai helped Xue Ling stand up and let her sit on the sofa again. He glanced at Yun Luo who stood up not far away, walked to the seat opposite him and sat down, taking the matcha cake that he had not moved.
Opposite her, "Dagger" stood up and sat back on the sofa, while Aiko sat on his lap like a sloth bear, trying to lick the wound on his shoulder with her tongue. However, "Dagger" hugged him forcefully because he didn't want to go to jail. to the other shoulder.
"Just now, why didn't you dodge invincibly like you did at the beginning?"
"Because I don't want to give myself a crazy enemy."
"Dagger" closed his eyes and recalled Xue Ling's crazy laughter just now, which is a state that only humans who are truly on the verge of collapse and despair can show.
"I want to hear the truth."
Xue Ling put on a wry smile and leaned back on the sofa.
"Dagger" glanced at Aike who was covering his wound with his hands in his arms, his eyes were gentle, he raised his head again and said:
"What I do is to protect those beings that I can, love, and want to help. I am no longer a human being, and I will be attacked even if I extend a helping hand to you. But as far as I am concerned, as long as I I can, I am willing, to help him, and I will do my best to help him."
"Dagger" glanced at Tong Zehai and looked at the policeman guarding the door. Tong Zehai understood and signaled Yunluo to remove all the people in the house.
"I hope you can keep it a secret. My real name is Lin Shuwen. I am a sentimental stranger."
"Dagger" took off his mask and showed his original face to Xue Ling for the second time. He glanced at the round table that fell on the ground, smiled bitterly and handed the mask to Aike in his arms.
"So, just to prevent me from going crazy, just because you want to?! Who do you think you are?! Don't you think you're a hypocrite?!!"
"Because I heard Aike's screams, I chose to save her. Because of my self-righteous anger, I, an unqualified alien, vented and executed those who hurt her."
"I may be insulted and cursed by their relatives like you. If I look any less human, they will jointly petition to eliminate me as a monster."
"Because no matter how much crime they have committed against other lives, as long as they have not harmed their compatriots, they will receive unconditional protection from their compatriots, and at most they will receive some mild criticism."
"So, in places where your human light cannot shine, we can only fight for our right to survive by means that are not allowed by light."
"We still have the power of anger and revenge."
"There are rules in this world other than those known to humans."
Lin Shuwen touched Aike's hair and gently rubbed the bulging bone on her head with his fingers.
"Afterwards, "Shadow Kill" appeared, compromising our mutual strength. This is what "Old Long" and I did, take it as its representative, and stop at it."
"There are deep and shallow participants, and hatred should not radiate to other clean links..."
He paused and took Aike's bloody right hand.
"Just one punch in return."
(If someone punches you, the most you can do is punch him back...)
Xue Ling closed her eyes, put her hand into her pocket, and clutched the letter her parents had left for her. Finally, she looked at Lin Shuwen, who was wiping Aike's fingers, and put on the mask again.
"Uncle Tong, let them take me away. It's all my fault and it's none of those two people's business."
"You mean those two little soldiers who escaped illegally and climbed high buildings to bask in the sun?"
Tong Zehai wore a kind and funny smile like an old man, stood up, walked to Xue Ling's side, and handed her his red handkerchief.
Xue Ling raised the corners of her mouth slightly and took the handkerchief without any doubt. In front of her, Yun Luo smiled and took a sip of coffee.
Mr. President’s red handkerchief is the highest level of “protection”~
"Actually, Shuwen forgot to tell you something. He gave the criminals a chance to live. Before killing them, he gave them simple conditions for their lives. But unfortunately, no one was willing to recognize him. "
Tong Zehai stopped Xue Ling's shoulders, turned his head and raised his eyebrows at "Dagger" who put on the mask again:
"This is also the reason why "Shadow Kill" is hidden in the world."
"They are always just shadows that cannot be fully recognized by human light."
"It is also an alien that determines and protects humans."
"Shadow Kill, stop the killing and judgment in the shadows."