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"What a delicate young master!"

Qin Zhuo'an put away his gun and curled his lips dissatisfiedly: "If it weren't for asking you why you want to thank me, I wouldn't be willing to care about your life or death."

His eyes fell on Yan Qingning's moon-white gown stained with blood and shoe prints, and the more he looked at it, the more unhappy he became.

He reached out to unbutton the robe on his chest, but was blocked by an overly pale hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Qingning's face was extremely pale, and he just looked at Qin Zhuo'an quietly, with a mist in his light-colored eyes.

"Hey, the eldest young master is awake?" Qin Zhuo'an raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but did not retract his hand. Instead, he opened his hand and unbuttoned his gown forcefully: "I didn't see that this commander is waiting for you. Change clothes?"

"I do not need."

Yan Qingning coughed a few times and raised his hand to push his hand away, but was held down by Qin Zhuoan, who was forced to the bed.

"I didn't say that the young master was allowed to refuse!" He put his face very close to him, and his hot and moist breaths sprayed on Yan Qingning's neck one after another, causing a slight tremor.

This distance... is too close.

"Can you...stay away from me? A slight blush appeared on Yan Qingning's face. Because of his short-sightedness, his eyes were always misty, and he looked a bit innocent and charming.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value is: 10. 】

Qin Zhuoan stared at him for a while, then slammed his hand away, sat up as if he was electrocuted, and asked him calmly: "I don't mean to tease you, I just want to ask you how much you thanked you at that time." What does it mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, just thank you." The blush on Yan Qingning's face had not completely faded away. He forced himself to sit up and fasten the button on his chest. There was only decent indifference in his mist-like eyes.

"Thank you?" After receiving the answer, Qin Zhuo'an frowned even more tightly: "What do you want to thank me for? Thank me for kicking you?"

"No." Yan Qingning shook his head slightly and explained: "I just want to thank you for bringing me out of that place."

"I distinguish between good and bad very clearly. You brought me out of that place, and I am very grateful to you. But I also hate you for the kick you gave me."

"Do you hate me?" Qin Zhuo'an suddenly became unhappy. He once again approached Yan Qingning and pressed the back of his head with his other hand, not allowing him to escape: "Young Master, when did I give you the right to hate me?" Already?"

"Likes and dislikes are the most common ways for people to express their demands. This is the most basic equality between people and does not require rights from others." Yan Qingning responded to his arrogant remarks in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, looking like a humble gentleman. appearance.

Qin Zhuoan was once a gangster. His knowledge was limited to the words he heard from the teachers when he passed by the school. He had never heard the principles of freedom and equality taught by foreign teachers. After all, his environment only taught him One thing – survival of the fittest.

"Are you talking about equality with me?" Qin Zhuo'an squeezed his wrist and looked a little fiercely: "People are divided into three levels. This is a truth that I understood before I became a warlord."

"Some people are born into the so-called nobility, and a bead on the toe of their shoe may be money that the poor will never earn in their lifetime. And some people are born into the fate of poor people. They are enslaved, driven, and treated like animals. Sold for the same price."

"Why are you here talking to me about equality? Because you have enjoyed all the benefits that society has brought you in the first half of your life, and you don't need to worry about your livelihood at all.

You have the opportunity to study abroad that poor people have spent their entire lives, and may not be able to get it in the next life or even the next life. Then you enjoy the convenience provided by your noble status, and preach to everyone the false delusion of 'everyone is equal'. "

Qin Zhuoan squeezed his wrist harder and harder, almost to the point of deforming his hand bones. He was like a trapped animal that was stimulated, mercilessly mocking Yan Qingning's so-called equality theory.

"Young Master, you are enjoying the dividends that society has brought you, but you turn around and tell the lie that 'everyone is equal' to the poor. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Xiaobai: [Task target love value -10, current love value is: 0. 】

Qin Zhuoan's current state was obviously not right, and his reason told Yan Qingning that he could no longer anger Qin Zhuoan.

He had to calm down Qin Zhuo'an, otherwise... he would die.

"Shuai Qin..."

Yan Qingning's weak voice barely brought back Qin Zhuoan's weak sense. He saw that the wrist in his hand was getting close to deformation, and he threw it away angrily.

"Young Master, if you want to die, don't die in this room." He put away the gun on the table, put it on his waist again, whistled in his mouth, and added in a hesitant voice. : "Your face is as white as a ghost, don't let this bring bad luck to me."

After that, he didn't care whether Yan Qingning would respond to him, turned around and left, closing the door tightly.

Yan Qingning reached out and gently wiped the blood that had just seeped out from his lips with his sleeve, then summoned Xiaobai and asked: "Go and check the mission target. I want all his information." 】

Xiaobai seemed to have expected it, and directly transferred all the information about the mission target to Yan Qingning: [The mission target Qin Zhuoan was born in an extremely poor family. His parents loved each other very much, and the family relationship was relatively harmonious.The family relies on the father to help the landlord farm in exchange for a meager income, and the mother makes embroidery at home to supplement the family income.

The incident happened on the day when his father was beaten to death by a landlord for planting on the wrong land. After hearing the bad news, his mother's health became worse and worse. After that, his uncle sold his mother to a family as a concubine. .

At a young age, he was unable to stop him and was thrown out to fend for himself by his relatives. In order to survive, he sacrificed a lot and even became brothers with some local gangsters and street gangsters just in exchange for a bite of food.

His excessively distorted childhood created a dislike for the so-called nobility, which also led him to suppress the nobility and distribute their property to the common people after becoming a warlord. 】

[Does the destruction of the Yan family have anything to do with him? 】

Xiaobai carefully read the information several times, and after confirming that the destruction of the original owner's family had nothing to do with Qin Zhuo'an, he dared to tell Yan Qingning loudly: [The destruction of the Yan family has nothing to do with the mission goal, it is purely because of the other party The warlords took a fancy to the appearance of the original owner and were concerned about it, so they resorted to means to break up the Yan family, just to let the original owner fall into his hands. 】

[That's it...] Yan Qingning touched his chin, and thoughts flashed in his eyes: [But what does this have to do with me wanting this little bastard to be tortured to death? 】

[I sympathize with his experience, but this is not the reason for him to kick me. 】

There are inherent differences between people. If you unscrupulously put your bad emotions on innocent people because of the harm you have suffered, then you will become a new perpetrator.