Bang!

Uncle Bian poked an electric baton on Huai Shi's face expressionlessly. The lightning burst out and crackled. Huai Shi twitched violently and screamed.

Retrieve the electric baton.

Huai Shi gasped violently, vomited blood and saliva in her mouth.

Perhaps it was because the basement was too stuffy. Uncle Bian, who was anxious, suppressed his urge to cough, bent down, pulled Huai Shi's hair, and his old face was ferocious: "Speak! Young man, tell me, what plot are you planning

What? What other mystery are you hiding?”

"Mysterious? It looks good!"

Huai Shi smiled, coughed violently, and asked curiously: "Uncle, you are so old, how do you think..."

Electric light burst.

Uncle Bian took a step back and sat slowly on the chair, staring indifferently at Huai Shi's miserable look of saliva and snot. The light illuminated his vertical pupils that looked like a wild beast, with indifference and hideousness in the shade.

"The contact lens is good..." Huai Shi spit out the saliva from her mouth and asked curiously: "Where did you buy it?"

"Is that so? Thank you."

Uncle Bian touched the corner of his eyes and said calmly: "It's the first time I have heard someone praise my eyes in so many years... There is no need to be envious. As long as you are born on the border, all this is given for free."

Huai Shi raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

"Listen, kid, maybe you think you are just, Green Sun is evil... Actually, to some extent, that's right."

Uncle Bian sneered softly: "Look, there are many people who like the free knights in the Western movies, who bring their guns and white horses to fight against injustice... Romantic and passionate.

In reality, the border is a place like the West. Not everyone can be born as a knight, and not everyone is qualified to be romantic and passionate.

Most of the time, all we can play is the background wall that is saved by heroes, the poor with no sense of existence, just a tool used to inspire heroic indignation...

In many cases, it seems that everyone has many choices, but in fact, we have no choice.”

He stared at the embarrassed Huai Shi with a expressionless face: "It's like me, just like you now."

We are enemies, young people, so we should never die. Who should let me be born on the border? According to the rules, I deserve to die there?"

"It sounds really reasonable." Huai Shi sighed from the bottom of her heart: "I feel like you are all a group of miserable people, just like me... So since everyone is a brother in trouble, why bother with brother in trouble, why not?

Let me be good friends?"

Electric light burst.

The electric baton left a piece of charred black on Huai Shi's chest.

"Listen, young man, I've said so much, I just want to tell you that Green Ri is not a group of psychopaths. Even if we are regarded as thugs, as gangs and terrorists, we will follow the rules more often.

Even more trusting than you astronomical will do.”

Uncle Bian walked forward, coughed softly, and looked at Huai Shi's face: "I can guarantee that you can rest well and let you go back safely, but you must confess."

He stared at Huai Shi's eyes coldly and asked word by word: "What are you covering up?"

"What else can I hide? Is this almost honest?

Huai Shi was amused by him, showing her naked upper body, and asked back: "Didn't Fengping tell you that guy? My name is Huai Shi, male, seventeen years old, is a student, part-time operation operator and machine in the Astronomical Society

I want a secretary...Sublimator, second-level, a mountain ghost who only knows how to plant grass. What can I hide?"

He also stared at Uncle Bian's face and asked seriously: "You have nailed me here. Is there anything else I deserve to be afraid of?"

"Yes, what's there to be afraid of?"

Uncle Bian stared at his face in a daze. After a long time, he slowly stood up, couldn't help coughing, and covered his mouth. The others wanted to come, but he waved his hand away.

After a long time, he finally calmed down and lowered his eyes.

"Sorry, young man, maybe I'm wrong?"

He whispered, "But I'm afraid of you."

It does not hide the weakness in the heart.

When he stared at those familiar eyes, he finally understood where his uneasiness came from.

Once upon a time, didn’t he see such a look in his own eyes?

So calm and so cold, as if he had ignored the weight of death, he looked down on everything cruelly, without cruelty, but without tenderness...

"Prepare for live broadcast."

He suddenly ordered, "Rod, pack up your things, kill him and let's go."

Rhode was stunned for a moment, looked up at Uncle Bian in surprise. After seeing the cold eyes, he couldn't help but tremble. He didn't say anything, turned around and went to pack up his things obediently.

"Is this going to kill someone?" Huai Shi laughed in a choking cough: "Aren't we friends?"

Uncle Bian lowered his eyes with pity and stared at him: "Even if he is a friend, he will say goodbye one day, right?"

Death is approaching.

The torture finally came to an abrupt end.

With the spotlight, the cold breath disappeared without a trace. Except for Huai Shi's breathing, everything seemed to become gentle.

In this rare tranquility, the young man seemed to be free from the pain. He lowered his head and fantasized about the invisible pulsing of the strings, and he couldn't help humming the tune of the nursery rhyme hoarsely.

It is peaceful and warm, as if saying goodbye to your dear friend.

Ah, it will never change, let us be friends for life... At this time, we say goodbye to each other until the day we meet again...

"What is he singing?" The man holding the whip frowned: "I'll shut him up."

"Don't worry about him, let him go."

Uncle Bian stood indifferently in front of Huai Shi, quietly staring at Huai Shi's appearance, until the song finally came to an end in a hoarse humming.

As the spotlight lights up, the boy with his eyes lowered appeared on the screen.

The live broadcast begins.

At that moment, the sublimators running towards their target in the city received a warning from Yao Quier: "Speed ​​up, they started the live broadcast in advance!"

The leader was stunned and rushed to snatch another person's phone, wanting to open the software to be broadcast: "Who is this time?"

Yao Quier paused for a moment, and her tone became complicated: "Xinhai Operation Operator Huai Shi..."

Before he finished speaking, a blood-stained face appeared on the live broadcast screen.

Countless barrage flashed by.

"666, the third one!"

"Did you actually go ahead? I didn't say anything, fortunately, I'm using the toilet quickly!"

"Wow, this time the person looks pretty good. It's a pity to die like this. Can the anchor sell it to me? I'll give two pieces of source crystallization!"

"Confirmed, it's a younger brother!"

"Get out of the way upstairs."

"Is he a cowherd from the Astronomical Society so sexy?"

"Hurry it, hurry up!"

As the malicious barrage flowed, Uncle Bian reached out and took the gun from Rhodes, pulling the sleeve. The strong man holding the whip pulled Huai Shi's hair and forced him to aim it at the camera.

direction.

Uncle Bian slowly raised his pistol and pressed it against Huai Shi's forehead:

"Sorry, young man," he said, "I didn't want to kill you."

"I don't want to."

At that moment, Huai Shi grinned and smiled at him.

Then, in Uncle Bian's shocked expression, a hand suddenly pinched his wrist, twisted it, crushed the fragile bones, and completed the standard action of disarming and grabbing the gun.

Immediately afterwards, he aimed at the palm of his hair and pulled the trigger.

One shot.

Then, aimed at Uncle Bian's knee and shot twice.

Finally, he stood up from the ground and interrupted Uncle Bian's hands, three and four.

With Uncle Bian's landing and screaming, Huai Shi slowly stood up, opened her mouth and gritted her teeth, pulled out half of the nail nailed to her hands from the flesh and blood, and looked down indifferently at his terrified face:

"And, I won't do that."

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be. They shouldn't think that using iron can bind Huaishi.

Even if it is severe and severe.

For Huai Shi, this is commonplace.

In the not-so-long bondage, the two iron nails that might be some border relics have long lost their effect under the decomposition of the forbidden hand and the alchemy fire.

As the boy exploded, all the bonds were broken.
To be continued...