Yan Wu didn't take Qing Huan's words to heart. In his opinion, she is a little girl, even if she can become a human, she is delicate and beautiful and needs his protection, and she will not believe what she said about retribution. It wasn't until the third day after the incident that Lin Yu was born with a strange illness and was hospitalized.

He didn't think so at first, but then it became even more strange, because people with the same strange disease suddenly appeared, and even the news was published in the newspapers, saying it was a sudden outbreak of a virus infection in this city. Hopefully Citizens should pay attention to travel and diet to increase immunity. The people who were still making trouble for a while were panicked and didn't know what the source of the disease was. They said it was a virus. What was it carrying? The newspaper didn't say it, and the hospital was helpless. Therefore, when going out these days, everyone on the street covers their faces with masks, and is afraid to speak and shake hands.

Anyway, people who are sick say it hurts, where does it hurt? It's hard to tell. There is no way to curb this terrible pain. No matter it is tranquilizers or painkillers, it doesn't work. If it is not painful, they will not go to the hospital. In this way, all the people who got sick were wealthy people. They lived in the high-level ward and were quarantined. All the experts had come to see them, but the eggs were not used.

After another two days, several seriously ill patients went crazy! They were always muttering unintelligible words in their mouths, one even smashed his own eyes crazy, and another pierced the eardrum with a spoon for eating.

Yan Wu looked at the newspaper, his first reaction was: Fuck, is there really any retribution?

But when he saw Qinghuan who had changed back to the appearance of a girl, he thought it was impossible. Her expression was very calm, she didn't seem to be surprised at all. Yan Wu thought for a while, and tentatively said, "Do you think this disease...can be cured?"

"Yes." Qing Huan nodded, she was still very kind, and of course she wouldn't fail to give them a chance to heal. It's just that they might rather suffer such torture than cure.

"...How can it be cured?"

"First of all, tell the people across the country what they did, and then put away their wealth and go to jail-there is only one way to cure without spending money, but you have also seen that, right? No one of them chooses to do this." He would rather endure the order. People are desperate and painful, and they are unwilling to tell the truth. They all like to treat children who are unable to resist like this, so when this kind of pain appears to them ten times, if you like it, keep it forever. Anyway, it hurts and hurts... and it will die. Qinghuan supported her chin, feeling a little disappointed, "Look, there are still many people living in darkness in this world."

Yan Wu became silent.

But in the end, some people can't bear it anymore. The little devil who pesters them will tell them the way to escape, but only a few people choose to confess. Qinghuan didn’t care much about the consequences. Yan Wu received a call from Gao Yu, telling him that the police rescued dozens of children that day. They were only in the farmhouse. They also had a stronghold filled with children. Some They were abducted, some were sold by their parents, and most of them were girls. If these children are rescued, it is best to send them home, but the children who have been sold will face it after returning, and maybe they will be sold again.

So the second time, can I still be saved?

The two big men on the phone were silent for a while, this **** world.

Why can it be so beautiful and so cruel.

In the evening, the detective agency went to make a bunch of skewers, and it happened to be the boss of the last time. The boss saw their tears almost falling, and the hand that was turning over the skewers suddenly shook, very sad. Do you want to donate your turnover today?

But to his surprise, the hooligans paid for the barbecue and left. He was stunned, and the new guests came again. As soon as he raised his head, he was really about to cry this time-why is his head bald!

The bald head brought dozens of people this time, and he was scared of being beaten last time. He felt that he had received too few little brothers. First, aggressively demanding the protection fee from the boss, and doubled it, just when the boss was tremblingly looking for money, his bald head was overturned to the ground and a nosebleed on his face. He wiped off the blood on his face and couldn't help but explode: "Fuck! It's you again! Brothers taught me and taught them! Damn let you run away last time, and this time you called Dad to fail!"

Many people have a fart. Yan Wu was in a bad mood these days, just want to vent, clenched fists creaked, Qinghuan leisurely ordered another roasted eggplant, while eating while watching the battle, the boss was afraid of death, but he did not dare to run. Grilled eggplant to Qinghuan with aggrieved face.

Several other people surrounded her to protect her, but anyone who wanted to come over to catch her was beaten miserably. Yan Wu finally smashed all the gangsters to the ground, and then shook his hand, and the others admired: "Brother Wu is awesome!"

"Brother Wu Baodao is not old!"

"Brother Wu covers me!"

"Brother Wu paid, your wife has eaten roasted eggplant."

The last sentence caught Brother Wu's heart, and he waved his hand: "Eat whatever you want tonight, I'm hungry again after exercise!"

So they ordered another wave, and the boss heartily grilled them and served them to the table, and then took the initiative to pay double the protection fee after they settled the bill-he understood now that they were the most rascals in front of them. I didn't know that Yan Wu threw the money back again: "I gave it last time."

Huh? ? ? The boss is dumbfounded, it turns out that there is really a saying in the world that you can be protected by paying a protection fee? ? ? A few seconds later, he took out his cell phone and called his wife at home: "Wife, wife! Let's go to the old place to set up a stall tomorrow! ... What are you talking about? No, you don't need to be afraid of those gangsters before! I know The batch is even stronger!...No, I didn’t mix with them. I paid the protection fee. We can get the stall back, so we don’t have to wander around anymore!..."

After it was over, he took out the business card that he had thrown in the money bag before, and cherished the number of the detective agency above, carefully adding it to the phone address book.

I should ask, how long does it take to pay a protection fee? Will the price increase next time?

At night, Yan Wu's cell phone suddenly received an unfamiliar call. He glanced at it and picked it up inexplicably. There was a familiar voice on the other end, but there was no room for him to speak: "Brother Wu! Let Qinghuan escape! Be careful—"

Just such a sentence, followed by a gunshot, and then the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Yan Wu yelled here: "Xiao Zheng! Xiao Zheng!"

"Is that woman in your hands?" The person who answered the phone changed, because the voice changed, so I couldn't tell whether it was a male or a female. "If you are smart, hand her over, otherwise..."

"I have the ability to find Lao Tzu single-handedly." Yan Wu said coldly, and then hung up with a snap. Looking up again, I saw Qinghuan standing at the door after taking a shower, her eyes on the phone in his palm, "... something happened to Xiao Zheng, right?"

If you heard correctly, Xiao Zheng is dead. Yan Wu watched her approach him, pulled her to her lap and sat, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"Xiao Zheng could have escaped with me, but he didn't. He said he would go back to get evidence."

Yan Wu said: "He is a soldier. We have taken an oath together and are willing to sacrifice for this country and people."

He wasn't too sad because he knew he would break the necks of those guys and make them pay the price.

Yan Wu, who was trying to wipe the oil after she took a bath, let Qing Huan go to bed first tonight. Qing Huan knew that he was discussing matters with other people. Xiao Zheng was dead. As brothers and comrades in arms, they would never stand by. Even if the tiger is dormant, once it is released, it is still a beast.

She was lying on Yan Wu's small bed of 1.2 meters, and she knew exactly what was going to happen and what the future would be like. For Qing Huan, this is probably a movie or a novel, and she already knows the ending in advance. But whether it is such an identity or such a direction, the person arranged for her. Her appearance may change the fate of other people, but it cannot change him.

Whether it is life or death, only his fate is invariable.

Sometimes she felt that after so long, she probably understood what the person was thinking, so she was willing to accompany him to finish this dream, walk through these worlds, and fulfill his last obsession. But what I think in my heart is slightly different from what I feel in reality.

That person calculated everything, ready, and only waited for her to turn on and arrive. But ah, people can change, no one will always be the same, remain the same, especially for the existence of eternal life.

But from the beginning of Qinghuan's decision, I knew I would never regret it.

How long is one's obsession and how far is it? Maybe it's innumerable, maybe it's just an instant. It's like love, short and eternal. Deception and honesty, hypocrisy and sincerity, betrayal and steadfastness... have always been inseparable, and it is precisely because of this that humans can prosper for a long time.

The good is always more than the bad. This is where "people" fascinate everything. Otherwise, why do gods always want to go down to earth and spirits always want to cultivate as adults?

The electric fan was squeaking and squeaking. A group of big men outside were discussing something. They might be afraid of making him noise. Everyone spoke very quietly. Although the soundproofing effect was poor, Qinghuan still couldn't hear anything. The small bed underneath was hard, and there was the refreshing smell of soap from Yan Wu between the mats. Qinghuan closed her eyes and pretended that she was asleep.

Yan Wu didn't know when he would be back. In short, when Qing Huan Ye opened his eyes in a daze, she was already in his arms.

Such a solid chest, sleeping outside, is like a wall, hoping to shelter her from wind and rain.