In the shell of Tuo Zong, I am doing live broadcasts in the world of Ke Xue

Gogol shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "No, no, you're too decisive, aren't you?"

The nature of his hippie smiling face is unwilling to change, with a gentle smile on his lips, and his golden pupils shining brightly reflecting Fyodor's unruly look: "Although I know this is your nature, but I still really want to Just look at your broken skin, it must be very beautiful."

Fyodor was indifferent, he looked at the door lightly: "Before I want to smash the pot, it's up to you whether you can live until tomorrow."

The moment Fyodor's voice fell, the originally tightly closed gate was broken by a group of armored men, especially the leader, who looked at the body of the count's daughter lying on the ground, his eyes were red with anger Scary, he clenched the gun in his hand and shot at Fyodor: "She just loves you! Why did you do this to her! Do you know how much she paid for you..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because Gogol's hand had passed through his heart silently.

But until he was about to die, he still looked at Fyodor stubbornly, as if it was not a pity to die even if he finished singing this scene at the cost of his life.

The other guards fled suddenly because of Gogol's actions. Gogol licked the blood stains on the corners of his lips, and chased after him with a smile.

In order to be safe, he and Fyodor had already surrounded the hotel completely, basically only people could come in, and no one could go out safe and sound.

During this period of time here, he has been a vegetarian for so long, and he can finally play to his heart's content.

Gogol chased after him excitedly, but Fyodor only felt bored for a while in the room full of three corpses.

The death of these three people is so boring, all of them are fighting for the so-called love without caring about themselves.

His eyes fell on the maid who died first not far away. He usually doesn't need someone to take care of the room. This maid was sent by his political opponent here, and she was called to tidy up the room for him. In fact, it was to search for his information.

Fyodor didn't care too much about these things, so he didn't refuse. After all, a slight show of weakness can also be a brave attack, and he never cared about these things, and he will leave soon.

Fyodor can see through the pain and struggle of human beings, and the desire for profit, but he is not interested in killing human beings. All his interests are in people with supernatural powers.

But things are always a bit unexpected. The earl's daughter pursued Fyodor for a long time but couldn't get close to Fyodor. Seeing that Fyodor kept someone by her side, she just lost it after being provoked by Gogol. Xin Zhi, full of resentment, picked up the knife and stabbed the maid to death one by one.

For the sake of her beloved, the maid imagined herself as a so-called heroine who stole information, but she died before she was able to steal information for him, and died in the imagination of the earl's daughter.

And the count's daughter who killed the maid died in Fyodor's hands, and the knight who loved the count's daughter did not rest in peace until death.

What a twisted love.

Fyodor closed his eyes, thick blood staining his shoes.

He just closed his eyes.

·

Later, Sigma heard the story from Gogol, and he asked Fyodor curiously in the middle of a mission.

"Gogol said that you were indifferent as if it didn't happen to you at all." Sigma, who was born from the book, looked at Fyodor blankly, "But that's not what the book said?"

Sigma’s eyes were pure as if they had been washed by water. Fyodor looked at him indifferently during the task: “How is it written in the book? How should I respond to his emotions?”

Sigma was stopped by his question, and after thinking for a while, he said: "It is said in the book that you can't help but be attracted to him if you get along with him for a long time, and if you stop your eyes on him, you will one day grow from a monster." Become an ordinary person, fall into this world as usual, and you..."

Sigma glanced at Fyodor, and before Fyodor could refute, he refuted himself: "You are nothing like them."

Knowing Fyodor and getting along with Fyodor is not easy. Sigma was picked up by Fyodor with his own hands, and only stayed with Fyodor for a short period of time.

Although the Five Decays of Heaven and Man is a combination, the people in it can't be called partners. At best, they can only be said to be people with a common goal. If the people in the combination hinder them when they are pursuing the goal No matter whether he is a member of the group or not, the only ending is to become their wronged soul.

However, Fyodor and Gogol were an accident. Compared with other people who walked alone, the relationship between the two of them was stronger, and they were always in pairs when they went out on missions.

When the Sigma team started, I always felt that although Fyodor and Gogol were very indifferent to each other, at least they had a friendship that had accompanied each other for so many years.

It wasn't until this time that he went on a mission with Fyodor that he woke up from this nightmare that seemed to be an illusion. Gogol and Fyodor were never partners.

The task they set out was to take the life of a high-ranking official in a high-rise building.

Fyodor took the life of the high-ranking officials effortlessly by relying on his disguise, but when fleeing, Sigma saw Gogol easily driving the car they were about to leave with a swipe and ran away.

Regardless of whether there were two people behind him who didn't get in the car, he was so surprised that he couldn't understand why Gogol did this at all. Could it be that Gogol was an undercover agent among those people?

However, Fyodor seemed to be used to it, and possessed a wealth of experience. It didn't take long for him to be dazed, and he quickly realized that he casually knocked out a passerby and forcibly occupied his body. The car then drove away.

At this time, Sigma and Fyodor were on the way to leave, and the passers-by behind them were chasing after him. Sigma suddenly remembered what Gogol had told him.

After talking so much with Fyodor on his own, he came to this conclusion on his own.

This conclusion made Fyodor chuckle.

A bullet was thrown from behind, just passing by the window on Fyodor's side, and fell on the gasoline on the ground, making the sound of explosion, and the fireworks from the bright bomb burned fiercely in the night.

In the crimson sky, Fyodor calmly seemed to be watching a fireworks show, and even asked Sigma with a leisurely smile, "Then what kind of person do you think I am?"

Soft black hair hung on his shoulders, his grape red eyes were like the only light in this dark night, beautiful like a dream.

Sigma shook his head: "Actually, I can't say it well, but I always feel that you should not become an ordinary person like it is written in the book. You will always be Fyodor."

Sigma felt as if he couldn't even imagine that the person in front of him suddenly became mediocre and became insignificant.

Suddenly, I feel that the love and love in the story should have nothing to do with Fyodor. It is best not to have someone really appear in front of Fyodor to make Fyodor bow his head because he knows love, and become Not like himself.

Because the villains in the story will eventually bow their heads because they fall in love with a purely good person, and finally improve and become good, and Fyodor——

His crime was originally a deep stroke mixed with his personality charm.

Fyodor smiled uncertainly, he rolled down the car window, and the strong sea breeze blew his slender black hair.

He said softly, "Sigma, stop clinging to what's written in the book."

Fyodor pulled back his black hair behind his ear and stepped on the brakes.

"More things, since you have been born, use your eyes to see."

“Especially don’t listen to Gogol too much.”

After finishing speaking, Fyodor opened the door directly and walked out.

Sigma looked at Fyodor's back, and it was hard not to be curious, how did Fyodor find out, he obviously hid it very well.

Before, Gogol just left him and ran away. Is there any loophole?

Or, in Fyodor's life, was Gogol the only one who told him about love and love?

·

Fyodor woke up from the memory, and the long memory gave him a bit of a headache.

He hasn't thought about the past for a long time, and those things before he met Ye Huaijin seem to have passed for a long, long time.

Suddenly, Fyodor heard a slight movement from the door.

He turned his head and looked over, the long black hair was hanging down from his back, against his indifferent and fair skin, it looked very beautiful.

As soon as Gogol came in with someone in his arms, he couldn't help whistling: "A Tuo, it seems that what I did to you before still had a great impact on you?"

Sigma sighed helplessly at the back. Whenever Gogol saw Fyodor with such an expression, no matter how he stopped him, he would not be able to stop him from dying in front of Fyodor.

Fyodor didn't show any expression, and didn't sit up from the bed, holding the quilt like snowflakes and glanced at him: "What is this?"

It refers to the man with black hair and black eyes that Gogol carried in his hand.

Fyodor made sure that he hadn't seen that person, but from the moment that person saw him, his eyes seemed to be glued to his body, full of possessiveness and lust.

Gogol kicked him with a smile, and the man knelt on the ground in pain.

"He said he knew you and I brought him here. So, is he lying?"