my son blue

Chapter 17 The So-Called Survival of the Fittest

There are no meteors in Meteor Street, the sky is always covered by a layer of dark clouds, and you can’t see anything else, but surprisingly, when the sun sets, you can see the sky full of sunset glow, sometimes like blood, beautiful red, dazzling dazzling ; Sometimes it is like fire, warm and shining.The sky on Meteor Street has only three colors, gray, red, and black, and there will never be that pure and thorough blue.

Yang Yang felt very lucky at this moment. Just imagine how many people who just came to Meteor Street who have no ability to save their lives can see such a beautiful picture.

In the setting sun, Yang Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the surprisingly big sun in the sky, and then watched Ku Luoluo's figure disappear into the garbage mountains in front of him in a blink of an eye.

10 days, for Kuroro who can walk out of here in one day, there is plenty of time. It is possible to walk while reading a book or watching the scenery and chatting and laughing with the people around him, but...

The people lurking not far away are about to move. They don't know whether Kuroro will come back after leaving, and they are all secretly speculating, staying still, for fear of arousing the enemy.

For him, Yang Yang, 10 days is a test of life and death. If he survives, he can stand beside Kuroro. If he dies, it may just be the beginning of the next one. There is a saying that death is not the end, but another. start.

Recalling what Kuroro said before leaving in his mind, he said: I will wait for you in the border area. In these 10 days, your life or death has nothing to do with me!

In order to train himself, so that he can live in this dangerous world with a higher probability of survival, he can even say such words, he is really, ruthless.

"Huh!!" Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Yang Yang turned around and walked into the crumbling villa, looking for a suitable weapon to defend himself. In the few hours after Kuroro left, there should be no Someone came to disturb, and it was safe for the time being. When they learned that Kuroro would not come back, then it was the moment of danger.

Although Yang Yang died once, he is not afraid of death, but the only thing he is afraid of is leaving without saying goodbye.

The last time he left, he failed to fulfill his father's responsibilities and obligations, and died in front of their eyes. All kinds of regrets and unwillingness filled his mind and heart, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

They are his sons, he should protect them, there was no match for his heart at that time, he had no complaints, life and death, he doesn't blame anyone, when his mother died to give birth to him, he can't blame her for letting him inherit his illness.

Since you can't take care of them, you shouldn't have done such a thing in the first place. Since you did it, you must be responsible to the end, and your leaving without saying goodbye, what is it?

What kind of?

Keeping five-year-old children, even knowing that their souls are quite mature, but what can five-year-old children do?At that time, it was the time when he needed his father's protection, but at that time, he lost his father.

Huge family business, peeping relatives, shareholders who bully the small...

What you leave behind is not only wealth that you can enjoy for a lifetime, but also endless troubles and disasters.

But okay.

Yang Yang raised his head, closed his eyes and smiled lightly.

Fortunately, they are so smart that they can handle this.

Now they don't need to be protected, they are strong enough, but they themselves have become the one that needs to be protected.

He doesn't want to be protected by them, he doesn't want to be a burden to them, so he can only become stronger and not drag them down.

When the children are young, try to give them everything that is good and protect them well. When the children grow up, try not to cause them any trouble and make them feel better.

This is the parent.

"Heh~" Yang Yang lowered his head, smiled wryly and shook his head, "Obviously they have never regarded you as their father, and they are not even their own son at all. At this time, the sense of responsibility of the father, why come out to make trouble?"

So, do I really regard them as my sons?

No, he thought it was a bond of blood, blood is thicker than water.But whoever the other party used to be, they were his sons at that time, then he has the obligation to give them everything a father should give, even if they don't accept or ignore them, as a father, he must also fulfill his responsibility .

But now, that relationship is gone, and the bond of blood relationship is completely severed, and what does Kurolo think?Now that I am not his father, why does he...why protect himself? Is there another purpose, or is it simply to make him stronger?

It's ridiculous that he came here and saw him for the first time...

Why did he think that when he was a father, he was not regarded as a father, but when he came here, he would recognize him?

Should I say that I have rough nerves?

Forget it, don't think about it, can he guess what Kuroro thinks?

The thing to think about now is how to live in these 10 days, and then go out is the most important thing.

Yang Yang frowned, looking for Fei Tan's rooms one by one.

There must be a lot of things that can be used as weapons in the torture room of Feitan who has a tendency to S, and he can look for them there.

So after a few minutes, Yang Yang searched through several rooms to no avail, and then thought that the torture room should be in a basement or something. Yang Yang finally found it. When he opened the door, before he could see clearly what was in the room, he was caught by the strong smell inside. The almost suffocating smell of blood made me faint. (Actually, Yang Yang is really useless! Don’t have any expectations~)

When he woke up, Yang Yang felt that he might faint again. He knew what Feitan's torture room looked like without looking at it with his eyes. It was an illusion, thinking that he was soaked in a big vat of blood, and the fishy smell kept permeating through the pores of his skin, filling him with bloody aura that seemed to never be washed away from the inside out.

Covering his nose hastily, Yang Yang breathed slowly and carefully. He thought that even though the torture room had no dead bodies at the moment and was cleaned up, and only a trace of blood that was difficult to remove remained in the corner of the wall, the air still permeated the entire room. It can't be scattered.

Yang Yang was a little hesitant. If he went further, the smell inside would definitely be stronger. He couldn't guarantee whether he would become the first person in history to be suffocated to death by the smell of blood.

Closing his eyes, Yang Yang cheered himself up.

"Be brave, don't be discouraged, don't you often see some murder scenes on TV, just treat these as TV pictures, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

But the more he talked, the more frightened he became. Yang Yang's calves were trembling, and he really wanted to turn around and run.

For 24 years, he has lived in a relatively peaceful and safe world where he may not see a dead body for the rest of his life. When he thinks about what kind of scenery he will see in a while, he can't help but feel chills.

But he must restrain the fear in his heart. If he wants to survive in this world, especially by Kuroro's side, he must face these, must overcome, definitely!

Swallowing his saliva fiercely, frowning and taking a deep breath again, Yang Yang opened his eyes and was shocked on the spot. His heart stopped suddenly, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he forgot to breathe.

The blood all over the walls and the ground stained the original white surface, which became a dry black red over time.

On a square table, there are many large and small bottles and jars, and many human organs and limbs are placed in the embalming liquid inside.

There are many instruments of torture in various parts of the room, such as handcuffs, ankle chains, chain blades, everything that can be tortured! (I won’t explain them one by one, everyone can imagine!)

On some of the instruments of torture, there were still broken arms with residual value, and on another, there was a ruined head that was beyond recognition. Those black and white eyeballs were staring at him eeriely.

Eerie, scary, and even scarier than horror movies on TV.

Yang Yang clenched his fists tightly, unable to watch anymore, wanted to turn around and explode, but his body didn't seem to obey his orders, and he didn't move.

Mouth trembling, unable to utter a sound.

Move, move, move...

Yang Yang shouted to himself in his heart.

Breathe, if you don't breathe again, you will suffocate.

Obviously everyone has this kind of awareness, why is there still such a reaction!

Move, you move! !

He bit his own lip hard, letting the pain stimulate his body to move. As soon as he regained control of his body, Yang Yang immediately turned around and ran out like a lunatic, but his heart beat faster and throbbing, and he ran out of the villa with all his might.

"Crack!" Without looking at the road, he accidentally fell down and scratched the skin of his palms and cheeks, and the traces of bright red slowly fell, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, Yang Yang felt his stomach tumbling, and opened his mouth , he vomited out all the food he ate before he set off, and finally turned over weakly all over his body, and fell on his back on the side of a mountain of garbage, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, smiled wryly for a while, and then cried out loud.

"Boss, look..." One of the stalkers who saw Yang Yang not far away whispered to the people around him.

"I don't know, his reaction is very similar to the reaction of those people who entered Feitan's torture room and ran out!"

"But he was brought back by that Kuroro, so he shouldn't be weak, right? How come..."

"Krollo won't be so kind to the weak, unless that person has value for him to use..." The middle-aged man stroked his chin and thought carefully for a while, then hesitated: "I took him out yesterday, and today I will take him alone Throwing someone here, and this person looks very weak, I can't figure out Kuroro's intentions!"

"So now...?"

"Temporarily observe for a period of time. When necessary, help a group and explain it to the superior. Even if we can't be friends with Kurolo Luxilu, we don't need to become enemies. Help us appropriately and let the other party owe us a favor. , it will be convenient for everyone in the future!"

"I know, the boss is really wise!" The little follower laughed flatteringly.

"Hmph!" The man glanced at him, then frowned, "But those people seem to be..."

"Is the boss saying that he has a deep hatred with that spider head?"

"Well, that person is not easy to deal with. If you know that there is such a person, you will definitely do it!"

"As for it, it was not long before he stole a precious bead from him and still has the power of thought. As for taking revenge like robbing his woman?"

"It's just that there is a wife who is quite strong, so he is lawless. The street leader wants to get rid of him, but he has scruples because of the special power of the woman next to him, but..."

"Once he gets into a fight with Kuroro, let's help out and take the opportunity..." The little follower wiped his neck.

"Yeah!" The man nodded in relief, patted the little follower on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "After following me for a few months, my intelligence has improved a lot!"

"That's the boss, you teach well!"

"Stop flattering, watch carefully, don't lose sight of people!"

"Received!" The little follower turned his head cheerfully and focused on monitoring.

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