Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

"How do you want to deal with him?" The silver-haired base owner looked at the young man with gentle eyes, and his tone was relaxed, as if he was asking how to cook a fish.

Yuan Gun scratched the hand on the back of his neck, he was a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect Ruan Yan to throw this kind of problem to himself.

How to deal with it... He has never dealt with anyone in his two lifetimes.

Yuan Gun frowned, and after thinking carefully for a while, he shook his head: "I don't know."

Ruan Yan stared at the young man for a long time before drooping his eyelids, pressed his eyelids with his hand as if weary, and told the subordinate standing behind him lazily: "Do as he says."

No. [-] led the order and walked to the man kneeling on the ground, grabbed his gray hair with one hand, forced the man's head back, held a sharp knife with the other hand, and slashed hard at the throat.

Warm blood gushed out in an instant, and shot No. [-]'s face, even Yuan Gun's face was stained with a few drops.

The incident happened suddenly, and the young man trembled uncontrollably. He raised his hand to wipe his face, but the more he rubbed the smell, the heavier it became.

Yuan Gun stretched out his hand to look in front of his eyes, and there was a thin layer of dry red on his fingertips, which was the blood of the chief of the city defense army.

All of this happened so fast that Yuan Gun's brain didn't react at all.

Behind him came the humming of whispers.

Yuan Gun followed the sound and turned his head. People avoided his sight and lowered their heads one after another. One child even hugged an adult's leg and cried in fright.

Am I scary.

Yuan Gun pursed his lips and stood where he was, his thoughts were in chaos.

When he put his hands on the back of his head, he was also startled, turned his head suddenly, and met a pair of quiet eyes, it was Ruan Yan, who had walked this way at some point.

Yuan Gun stiffened his neck, and buried his face in the socket of his shoulder when the man forced him down.

"Don't think too much." The silver-haired base owner seemed to be very satisfied with all the existing developments and results, with shallow smile lines on his lips, and his big bony hands trapped the youth's curly short hair, rubbing his warm scalp with his thumbs.

Yuan Gun felt a little bored, turned his head and tried to free the hand.He raised his face again.

Staring blankly at those beautiful golden eyes, he looked into the depths.

There are many things hidden in it that he can't understand.

"why."

When Yuan Gun heard his own voice, it was low and hoarse, with a hint of dryness.

Ruan Yan stretched out her hand, moved her fingertips and slowly wiped off the blood on his face, then stopped and looked at No. [-] who was standing behind.

"Take Roll back and rest."

No. [-] hurried forward, grabbed Yuan Gun's arm and pulled him straight out of the crowd.

"What do you want to do with him?"

"I do not know."

"Do as he says."

……

"Are they afraid of you?"

"Go away, don't think too much."

……

"When the civilized order of the world breaks down, the only thing that can control the people is fear."

"There are two things in the world that cannot be looked at directly, one is the sun and the other is the human heart."

"Don't trust anyone."

……

Yuan Gun sat in front of the round table in the bedroom, with a bowl of instant noodles in front of him, which was still his favorite flavor of sauerkraut and beef.

It's just that he was stirring the chopsticks with his hand and didn't put them in his mouth for a long time.His eyes stared at the void, and his mind was in a mess.

All kinds of voices mixed together so loudly that Yuan Gun couldn't tell which ones were real and which ones were the imaginary male lead's remarks he had read from the book.

So, why did Yanyan do that.

Everyone misunderstood that he wanted to kill the chief of the city defense army.

He doesn't want to.

In fact, Yuan Gun thought the same as that deputy chief. He felt that although the chief made a mistake in his judgment, it was for the sake of the base, and the intention was good.

This makes others think of him as a vengeful, cold-blooded and selfish guy.Oh, and maybe one more that treats human life as nothing.

Yuan Gun put down his chopsticks, propped his hand against his forehead, silently buried his head in grievance.

No. [-] watched the chopsticks picked up by the young man pick up and put down the noodles. He went back and forth more than a dozen times without sending a single piece of noodles to his mouth.

I have something on my mind.

"What's wrong with my family?" No. [-]'s old mother's attributes flared up again, and she took a few steps forward, poking her head at Yuan Gun and winking, trying to make him laugh.

Yuan Gun raised his eyes a little, "I have a disturbed conscience."

Number five smiled, showing an expression that I had guessed a long time ago. He pulled up a chair and sat beside him, and said earnestly, "If I say that he deserves to die."

"Why?" Yuan Gun really got his attention, sat upright, and raised his whole face to face number five.

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