Sara

Long hair is nice, but that's all. If you don't have enough strength and want to maintain a good image, you will definitely suffer in the process of fighting with others.

"Why...you are here..." Yofasa raised his head following Mr. Jin's movements to relieve the pain. He hadn't felt pain other than the needle tip for a long time, and it was difficult for him to adapt for a while.

Linshu insisted on letting him stay here and go out with Lydia by himself, which was very strange.

"Why? For you." Mr. Jin explained kindly, and his tone sounded very happy, "We made a deal with the rebels, and they exchanged you for cooperation with us. Although it is a bit of a disadvantage, we are still willing Let future friends take advantage."

Yofasa was stunned, and then he struggled and shook his head.

How can this be?Linshu kept saying that he would take him to the headquarters of the rebel army, during which time he had conflicts with people from the Federation, how could he be handed over to Mr. Jin at this time.

"You'd better not move around. We're not that interested in what's in your mind. You can live or die."

Mr. Jin lifted him onto the table at the back, pinched his neck and pressed down hard, "It's just out of my personal preference, I just want you to survive, you know it yourself, you look good .”

Yofasa knocked down the sundries on the table, and he didn't know what was pressing on his back, causing his back to hurt.

Mr. Jin's hand around his neck kept tightening, making it difficult for him to breathe. He wanted to tear Mr. Jin's hand away, but he couldn't shake the man.

"Well, that's it." Mr. Jin admired the emperor's gradually lost consciousness due to suffocation, and touched his cheek inch by inch, "The one who escorted you here is quite hard, I don't know if the rebel army will give him Give me a title..."

Yofasa's nails dug deep into the flesh of Mr. Jin's wrist. His heart and lungs were completely unable to accept the lack of oxygen, and if this continued, it would cause irreparable damage.

Mr. Jin let go of his hand in time to let him recover, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

"He won't...send me..." Yofasha said with difficulty and stubbornness, covering the pinch marks on his neck.

"You are much more naive than I imagined... It is just like the information I have read, it is just a weapon of war that I don't understand."

Mr. Jin narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to Yofasa's face, "That guy treats you very well, doesn't he? He takes care of you like a cat and a dog, right? I guess, maybe I said, I like you very much, you deserve it." Being liked by others?"

Yofasha opened his eyes.

Mr. Jin smiled again: "When I want to sleep with someone, I will say that to him."

"You don't really think that someone will love you, do you? At most, you just like your appearance. Even if it's me, if you want to fall in love, you have to find someone of the same kind——

Seriously, the person who created you knows that you are not human, but still created such an exquisite appearance, which is just the core of a weapon of war. Is it possible to have some fun in your spare time with such a beautiful job? "

This is Yofasa's past that he doesn't want to be mentioned. He hates being ostracized as a different kind.

Obviously, he is the same as everyone else, with sound limbs, two eyes, five fingers, fragile internal organs under the chest cavity, and bright red blood flowing in the veins.

What is the difference.

"Could it be that he hasn't slept with you yet?" Mr. Jin stuck his left hand into his mouth, stroking the inner palate, tongue coating, and molars delicately and forcefully, "Ah, I forgot, you shouldn't need to learn such Knowledge, so you don’t understand, right? Then let me popularize the knowledge for you.”

This gentleman from the Commonwealth spoke elegantly and generously, but what he confided was dirty and obscene.

He is indeed a good teacher, everything he tells is so straightforward and easy to understand, even a person like Yofasa who has no foundation can easily follow the process.

but……

It is completely different from what Linshu said.

It has nothing to do with couples, love, and each other's hearts.

It can even appear in the oppression, humiliation, and sometimes crushing of another person's personality.

His gender cognition is very accurate, but Mr. Jin has been using feminine words to describe him. Those words have obvious humiliating meanings. He didn't understand them before, but now he understands the meaning under Mr. Jin's guidance.

……

gross……

Yofasha felt his stomach cramping, and foul breath churned in his chest.

"Don't say it anymore..."

He didn't want to hear about it.

That's not something he should know.

But Mr. Jin is a person with an unusual self and special interests. He is happy to see a painful expression on this face that suits his preferences. The more things others don't like, the more he is enthusiastic about it.

"Don't be so scared, I will try my best not to let you die before I get bored."

"I'm not a person of high moral character. I'm honest about my desires. I don't care what your inner core is. Anyway, it's just your face that attracts people's attention."

Mr. Jin's hand reached in from the hem of his clothes, strangled his waist, and pressed his ribs.

He heard the creaking of bones under unbearable pressure.

"However, looking at it from another angle, a person with a truly noble character will not like things like you even more, right?"

Mr. Jin stuck his knee between his legs, and bit his ear pinna through a strand of hair: "How many people have you killed? Lev..."

He heard a certain word, a certain title, and Mr. Jin didn't finish speaking, so he knew which word it was.

He unconsciously wanted to step back, the thing around his waist had a distinct presence, and he seemed to feel what it was.

The strings of reason snapped.

-

On the road into Red Forest City, Lydia suddenly slowed down the car, and she heard her heart beating more and more intensely, and her breathing became more and more heavy under the intense heaving of her chest.

Linshu at the side noticed her abnormality: "What's wrong?"

Lydia turned the steering wheel silently, the car ran over the guardrail, turned around and turned into another lane, then she stepped on the brake, opened the door and got out of the car, shouting to Linshu: "Get over here."

"What happened?" Linshu didn't know why.

"The emperor..." Lydia covered her heart, "Go back and find him, something must have happened in the base."

She still can't figure out what the so-called relationship between the engineer and the emperor is. All she can do is to experience Yofasa's vague emotions and feel his general position, which is completely different from other engineers.

But now, even with a very low assimilation rate, she could sense that the emperor was in a dangerous state.

Linshu's heart was shaken, and he was about to move to the driver's seat when he paused suddenly: "You have something to do with him, you should go back to find him... Anyway, Sophia needs someone to solve it, she is even more hostile to me .”

"Jofasha is very afraid of me. I may have backfired in the past. I don't know what happened to him. In short, you will be better than me when you go back."

Lydia grabbed Linshu's collar and dragged him into the driver's seat, "This is a woman's intuition."

"But what name do you use to contact Sophia..."

"Your girlfriend, you killed her concubine, she must want to retaliate more than kill you."

Lydia slammed the car door shut, "Stop fucking talking, if the emperor dies, something will happen to me, go back."

"please."

Lin Shu stopped hesitating and started the engine again.

-

"Mr. Jin! Damn, come and hold him down, medical treatment... ah—"

"Don't shoot, you can't kill him for now, what is that!"

"Don't go near him!"

"Don't let him run away!"

"Ahhh!"

"He was injured. I heard that he is in poor health. Will something happen?"

"Don't fucking care if he will have an accident or not, we will soon have an accident if you don't fucking restrain him!"

"But the higher-ups asked us to hand over the living bodies as much as possible."

"Missed? Why did it bounce back!"

"Got it, where's the rope... Fuck!"

"Tell him to be quiet, damn it, the anesthetic is taken..."

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill him!"

"in the hallway!"

"Run!"

"The power is out! Can't get out!"

"Don't shoot indiscriminately, you will hit your own people!"

"He can see us!"

"Walk……"

"Ahhh!"

-

The thousandth 740th test.

fail……

Well, it goes to show that no one can replace him.Feiger is very satisfied with this result, so that he can return to the imperial capital safely, and it doesn't matter if he is held accountable.

As long as it is determined that the emperor cannot be replaced, it doesn't matter.

Not only do you have to deal with the old foxes in the council, but you also need to deal with other experimental subjects. Sacharia's operation preparations cannot be stopped, and...

Feiger took a sip of his coffee with a headache, and was about to order someone to prepare for finishing when the door of the workshop was pushed open from the outside.

"Mr. Feiger! Something has happened to His Majesty!" The man was a young woman, and she reported eagerly, "All the engineers and soldiers responded clearly, and the emperor was seriously threatened with his life!"

Feiger stood up abruptly: "Azimuth?"

"I don't know, he is too far away from the existing engineers, and the engineers of Senna and Hecheng can't find him."

"Trash." Feiger walked past her, "Call Ulysses!"

-

He felt pain all over his body, and although none of the bullets struck home, the brief scuffles only dislocated his arms.

He couldn't take it back. Fortunately, he is not left-handed, so it's not a big deal that he can't use his left hand.

The other party is afraid, and he is also afraid.

He wanted to say that you stop, I will not resist again.

But no one will listen to him.

Those people looked at him with fear and disgust, like looking at a monster in human skin.

Long hair is a hindrance, and this face is also a hindrance. This will attract goodwill and also attract malice. There is nothing wrong with wanting to receive preferential treatment. What is more important now is to survive.

He has no one to rely on, and those who talk softly to him on the surface don't know his essence, but anyone who is willing to give him kindness has a conspiracy.

What is the plot of the rebel army who accompanied him all the way to the present.

his face?his body?his voice?Still like that ball head said, with such a dirty and disgusting purpose... That person has never concealed his love for his appearance.

He just has such a beautiful skin.

So whether it is 1103, 799 or other more numbered people who are alive today, it makes no difference to these people who like him because of his appearance.

It was impossible to rely on them, that kind of cheap love could not stand the test, and he would be abandoned at any time.

He should be sensible, learn to deal with it by himself, and don't be a burden to others.

So uncomfortable.

He doesn't want to live...he has to live.

Isn't it good to meet death... He can't die no matter what.

So you have to kill others, and it is better to bleed others than to shed your own blood.

……

He huddled into a corner in the darkness, buried his head in his knees with constant stinging pain.

"I'm scared……"

He closed his eyes.

Mr. Jin's enlightenment class, please make up your own mind...I personally don't like to write too straightforward lines