Red dust kills beauty

[-]. What about the promised Yangchun Baixue③

For a while, neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere froze frighteningly.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Baixue showed a distressed expression: "Actually, I don't think this is something that cannot be said. It's just that Xiaoshang knows, and I'm afraid he will scold me. So how about making an agreement?"

I looked at him seriously.

The so-called transaction requires back and forth, and the witch merchants want me to use me to do tasks. After thinking about it, I know that the smuggling of banned drugs in most of the eight districts, how deep is the water behind it and how dangerous it will be.Therefore, as a matter of sincerity, the witch merchant put Fu Baixue on the bright side and sent it to me. He made it clear that he would be the loser if I found the information.

He is so confident because he has confidence in Fu Baixue.For professional reasons, as a former battlefield mercenary, Fu Baixue is a good at hiding emotions, and has a strong sense of control over personal information and anti-reconnaissance.

If ordinary people are the toilet books in front of me for me to read, Zhaoyao is like a fairy tale hidden in a bookshelf, a witch merchant is like a slate with erased writing, and Fu Baixue is a locked diary.

And now, I have to learn to be a locksmith.

I smiled and said, "Well... what does Mr. Fu want to agree with me?"

The man pondered for a moment, his long eyelashes closed: "If you can complete the task without injury this time, I will tell you something you want to know."

"...?" I asked in a daze, "Is this agreement of any benefit to you?"

"It's no good."

"That?"

"It's just because you are always too hard on yourself for the mission, it's really worrying."

The uncomfortable feeling that made me want to avoid it came again.

Fu Baixue is really not a person with long sleeves and good at dancing. He always avoids other people's gaze unconsciously when talking, and looks very embarrassed, but the words that come out of his mouth are always so... Tsk, how should I put it.

I found that, in fact, I'm not good at dealing with tender situations, even though I know this kind of warmth is false.Because I haven't been treated like this before, I haven't noticed it—fortunately, I noticed it early, and I have to make up for this shortcoming.

Thinking of it this way, I should thank him for helping me discover a hidden danger.

Probably seeing my unease, Fu Baixue didn't hold on to this point, but changed the topic: "Do you know how many people there were in the world before the World War?"

I said: "70 billion."

"Then do you know how many people are left in the world after this nearly 20-year war?"

I reported a number: "25 billion."

"That's right." Fu Baixue raised his chopsticks and clicked on the scenery outside the window, "Even if the wars in all districts are now in truce to recuperate, the population will only return to the level of 30 billion. There are too many people who died due to the war. You should check According to my information, I used to be a mercenary on the battlefield. In that place, death is a daily life like breathing. Whether it is piled corpses or not, it will always be filled with the smell of blood, gunpowder smoke, excrement, and pheromones The air is also good... A powerful person of the combat system can instantly destroy a company of ordinary troops; a cruise missile can directly destroy a small half of the base - I have seen so many dead people that I only have a concept of numbers.”

"..."

I looked up at him, not understanding why Fu Baixue suddenly said such a big word to me.

"What is more terrifying than battle damage is the destruction of order. For example, in the past, if superpowers appeared in A/B/O, they would go to the streets with surveillance bracelets, because they were worried that they would hurt them. Civilians. The same is true for Alphas. In order to prevent them from harming Omega, each Alpha will be required to inject inhibitors regularly, because the susceptibility period is more controllable than the estrus period, and Alpha's constitution also allows them to "castrate" to this degree ". As a strong person, you should not bully the weak, but should take more responsibilities. This is the consensus of every civilized country-as a person who needs to wear a bracelet, I don't evaluate the quality of these policies, but It did protect the vulnerable. But after the war, everything changed."

"Is it right to rely on your own force to plunder? Is it right to wanton murder and adultery? Is it right to send a child like you to be an undercover agent? In order to complete the task, you can do whatever it takes, including yourself. Is anything in it the right thing?"

"..." I put down my chopsticks and looked at him with a frown, as if I understood what he wanted to say.

"Whether it's you, Xiaoshang, or Zhaoyao, in my opinion, you're still too young to grow up in such a deformed environment, so even if your behavior goes too far, I should never blame you ,only……"

He closed his eyes and sighed heavily, "Since I saw it, I have to do something."

"Creak—" The chair rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.I clenched my fists and tried my best to get up and leave calmly.

He didn't care about my face full of rejection, he just stared at his jade finger: "So take good care of yourself. I don't care what your plan was before, but since you chose me, I won't allow you to use it. Those who use self-injury methods to complete the task."

To be honest, I find his words ridiculous.I want to call him a fool and say what do you know, but saying it like this will only make me feel like I have been stung and touched, as if I am very guilty.

People who have been staying in the ice and snow, if they touch hot water when they are about to freeze to death, will they be saved?

Will not.He would just rot off his limbs, and die even faster.

I felt like I was going to rot.

I silently reminded myself that he knew I was an undercover agent, and these words were just for fun, so I felt better.

Fu Baixue is right in saying that I have never seen a peaceful world.

When I opened my eyes more than a year ago, the first thing I saw was the vast ice field.

With a blank mind, I instinctively looked for a heat source, and was finally rescued when I was about to freeze to death, but it was definitely not out of kindness, but to use me as a container to vent my desires.After killing them, I sneaked into the slums of the three districts all the way, and all I saw were the worst and most smelly people, the dregs of society, the flower fertilizer for the upper class... Later I came to Eight districts, when I was working on the latent plan, I wrote two scripts for myself. The first one was abducted and trafficked after I mistakenly believed that my friend was stabbed in the back, and the second one was to avoid pursuit and escape to Yanbei. These were all written when I was ignorant and ignorant. real experience.

Even if I was adopted by Ivan by mistake, I knew very well that he took me in not purely out of kindness, but because I was useful.

In my short life, less than two years, I have never met the so-called "righteous people" in the Bible, not even ordinary good people-the only thing that has something to do with this concept is one night Zhaoyao who can slaughter a whole family.

That was my first mission with the special operations team.

An old family in Yanbei has always had tough bones and is very dissatisfied with Yu Jingchun. Relying on their own wealth, they often secretly support other organizations and associations in order to combat Yu Jingchun's influence in Yanbei.Wu Shen was finally annoyed, and gave Zhaoyao the order to destroy the family. Zhaoyao didn't say anything, and went after receiving the task.

It was a large family, with dozens of people living in a large manor.Zhaoyao remained calm throughout the whole process. He summoned his own wolf, ignored the latter's crying and begging for mercy, and killed anyone he encountered. The scene was very bloody.

He didn't say a word of nonsense, and he didn't hesitate at all. We were responsible for making up the knife at the back. The whole process was numb and skilled repeated thousands of times.

Until finally, we found a five or six-year-old girl under the bed in one of the bedrooms.

The little girl was wearing a white dress and had a cute child's flower hair. She seemed to be so frightened that she lost her voice, she couldn't even cry, she just hugged the ball tightly in her arms.She stared straight at the corpse that probably belonged to her mother, which was thrown to the wall by the white wolf and then slid down.

The corpse bitten to death by a ferocious beast did not look good, blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

Zhao Yao finally hesitated.He frowned at the little girl, and after a long time, he gently held her in his arms, and then covered the girl's eyes.The little girl was trembling and didn't dare to move, she just hugged the ball in her arms even more desperately.

It's funny to say that Zhaoyao's sad eyes at that time aroused a little expectation in my heart - as for what to expect, I was actually not very clear about it.

Then, with a "click", he broke the girl's neck bone.

The girl struggled, the little white skirt fell down like petals, and then stopped moving.The ball in her arms fell to the ground and rolled to my feet.I picked it up, a little dazed, and looked up at Zhaoyao stupidly.

Zhaoyao turned her head to avoid my sight, subconsciously hid her hand back, and wiped it on the seam of her trousers. For some reason, he explained, with a nervous expression: "This way of dying... Decent."

"Don't explain to me, boss." I put the ball back into the little girl's arms, and gently carried her to the bed, as if she was just hanging her head down for a nap-although this procedure is very useless , In order to cover up our evil deeds from ordinary people, the logistics team will follow up after we are done, and cover up the corpses in the yard. Useful organs will even be stripped off by special personnel and sold on the black market-but I still did it.

I trimmed her hair on the temples. She is really small and her hair is soft, giving me the illusion that the lanugo has not faded: "At least you can't bear it, it's good."

Zhaoyao doesn't kill people indiscriminately, doesn't like to torture his subordinates, and is even very restrained - he is the best person I have ever met.

So I can't understand Fu Baixue at all.

His words and deeds have deviated from the category of "good guy" in my concept. I have never seen him like this.This made me very passive, because I couldn't use my existing experience to figure out his behavior and purpose. To be honest, I was a little afraid of him.

I obviously think that I can beat him, and I am not afraid to fight him, but when I face those peaceful eyes, I feel the unexplainable shortness of breath, the urge to cover my ears and run away... After thinking about it, I can't seem to find any other description other than "fear".

Fu Baixue sat quietly across from me, still waiting for me to respond to the agreement: "So you agree? As long as there is no injury, I will answer your question."

I pursed my lips, suppressed the thoughts in my heart, and raised a big smile: "Of course! Why don't I take advantage of the advantages?"

He stretched out his palm and said to me seriously: "That's a deal."

"...?" I was a little dazed, tentatively reached out and shook his hand gently.

"You really lack common sense." He corrected me helplessly, "It's a high five, not a handshake, like this."

I gave him a high-five in a strange way, and there was a crisp sound.He looked down at his red palm, and suddenly showed a very small and shallow smile: "You..."

Fu Baixue seldom has an expression, that smile is like a short-lived epiphyllum.

Although I have never seen Epiphyllum, I guess it should be such a beautiful thing.

Next chapter: Where is the promised Yangchun Baixue④

He skillfully changed his outfit, picked up the electric guitar and left: "Let's go, that underground band is just recruiting people, we can get in."

I couldn't believe it: "You don't usually dress the same as Mr. Wu, did you hang it from the Republic of China? Why are you so proficient in playing the guitar!"

Fu Baixue didn't understand the point of my madness, and blinked a little blankly: "Because I like it?"

The author says:

I saw a lot of little angels' guesses about the plot, some were right and some were wrong, hahaha I was afraid of spoilers so I didn't reply.

It has entered the main line, and everyone will understand after seeing it!

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