"Does it hurt?" Zhuang Lin frowned slightly and asked Mo Xie in a low voice.

"Ye" Mo Xie nodded in any way, and said yes, his light body trembled slightly due to the pain.

It hurts, how could it not hurt? It is not a sensible walking zombie.

So what if it hurts?

She is a killer. From the moment she and her brother were adopted by the organization, they were infused with the killer's thoughts, and their lives were just for killing people.

So what if it hurts?

No matter how painful or sad it is, who can they talk to? The killers are lonely. In this life, they are destined to be friends with the daggers and guns in their hands.

She also wanted to buy clothes she liked, eat delicious food, and act coquettishly with her boyfriend like, but can she do that? She can't because she is a killer.

Because she is a killer, even if her relatives fall down in front of her eyes, even if the knife pierces her chest, even if she wants to cry, she still has to grit her teeth and hold on.

Perhaps for her, she was already numb to the pain, under the torture of life and death.

"From the future, you must cherish your body and not let yourself be hurt anymore." Zhuang Lin gently pressed the bloody wound, looked at her and said softly.

"I'm a killer." Or the same reply, just because she's a killer.

Looking at this stubborn girl, Zhuang Lin was silent. Perhaps he saw his own shadow from this girl. He used to be like this. When he was scarred, he would always say that to himself, I am a mercenary, and it is my duty to die on the battlefield.

"From now on, you will no longer be a killer. You will become an ordinary girl, you will go shopping, you will go to work, you will fall in love, you will get married and have children, and the killing will fade out of your life forever." Zhuang Lin said.

Work? Dating? Getting married and having children? Can I?

Listening to Zhuang Lin's words, Mo Xie was confused. From childhood to adulthood, all she accepted were murder skills. She knew nothing and knew nothing except murder. She didn't know what she could do except killing people.

"I can only kill people."

Hearing this lonely answer, Zhuang Lin sighed sadly in his heart.

This flower-like girl should have lived a carefree life like all girls, but due to fate, she became a tool that has no emotions and only knows how to kill.

Mo Xie's talent and achievements are much better than her brother's future. At the age of twenty-two, he has reached the critical point of a first-class killer and a killer with the word "Tianzi". Behind this dazzling achievement is the bitterness and bitterness that others cannot know.

"It's okay, I can't learn it. No one is born to know everything." The gurgling energy flowed into the bloody wound. Zhuang Lin stared at the wound and said slowly.

Can I really live a carefree life like ordinary girls?

Mo Xiemi opened his beautiful eyes wide, with a confused luster flowing inside, looking at Zhuang Lin, and talking to himself.

From childhood to adulthood, she has never expected that she could live a worry-free life like an ordinary girl. In her thinking, what she thought of is always hard work and silently completing tasks in the organization.

Now, when the man in front of her said that she wanted to live like an ordinary girl, she was confused.

In the room, there was silence. Zhuang Lin was seriously dealing with every scar on Mo Xie's body. As each scar disappeared, the smile on his face appeared.

From beginning to end, Mo Ye lay quietly on the bed, his beautiful eyes blinked slightly, looking at the man sitting beside him and brushing his body with his clever hands. In his heart, there was never peace, forgetting killing, and forgetting all his worries.

"Okay, the wounds on the upper body have been treated. It's time to deal with the injuries on the legs." When the last scar on the lower abdomen disappeared, Zhuang Lin clapped his palm and said relaxedly.

"No." Although Mo Xie is indifferent to life and death, he is a girl after all, and knows how to defend men and women. Now that she hears Zhuang Lin want to deal with the injuries on her leg, she is somewhat shy and refuses Zhuang Lin's request.

"From now on, you will be an ordinary girl. You not only have to work, but also fall in love, and even get married. When you have a wedding night with your beloved, what will your lover think when you see the shocking scars on your legs?" Zhuang Lin said with a stern face and firm attitude.

"No." Mo Xie clenched his fists, shook his head repeatedly, and said with a complicated expression.

"You are a girl. How can you get a knife and a gunshot wound on a girl? Be obedient, come on, I'll help you take off your pants." Zhuang Lin was patient and moved Mo Xie with reason and sentiment, but his words sounded like a strange man coaxing the little loli to bed.

Mo Ye bit his lower lip in a very young state, and shook his head.

"This is an order. If you are disobedient, I will not take you to Quancheng, nor will I help your brother heal your wounds." Seeing that Mo Xie refused to submit, Zhuang Lin had no choice but to take out his trump card, which was a threatening weapon against Mo Xie.

In the end, Mo Ye, a girl who was ignorant of the world, was defeated by him, the big bad wolf who was struggling and chose to compromise.

Zhuang Lin wanted to help Mo Xie take off the tights, but Mo Xie firmly refused. After he turned his back, after a sparse sound, the black tights were taken off his body by Mo Xie and placed on the edge of the bed.

"alright."

Mo Xie's slightly twisted voice came to his ears, and Zhuang Lin smiled brightly in his heart. When he turned around, his face still maintained a peaceful expression, and he looked like a gentleman.

When his eyes fell on the bed behind him, both eyes looked straight. In front of him, a nearly perfect body was lying quietly, with an S-shaped figure, which was a golden ratio. On this body, apart from the dazzling scars on his legs, it can be said that it was absolutely perfect.

The fairy Liang Luoshi has a first-class figure, but compared with Mo Xie's figure, it is much worse. Only then did Zhuang Lin understand what a perfect figure means.

In this perfect body, you can't find even a little extra fat. The skin everywhere is full of elasticity. The malt-colored skin color gives people a primitive vitality and unrestrained wildness.

When you first see her, you will only think of one word in your mind, the devil's figure.

That's right, this is a devilish figure. In silence, it can arouse the most primitive man's face. Any man will dream of conquering her after seeing it.

Zhuang Lin swallowed several times, and thoughts were filled with thoughts in his head.

What are the electric and poisonous dragon drills, what are the flying styles, the inverted gold hooks, and various difficult movements.

"Can you start?" After waiting for a long time with your eyes closed, Zhuang Lin didn't move. Mo Xie opened his eyes and looked at Zhuang Lin strangely. When he found that Zhuang Lin was staring at his body in a daze, a blush flashed across his face, and then was replaced by a coldness, he said to Zhuang Lin in a cold voice.
Chapter completed!