Yan Wu didn't take Qinghuan's words to heart. In his opinion, she was just a little girl. Even if she could become a human, she was so delicate and beautiful that she needed his protection and would not believe what she said. It was not until the third day after the incident that she suddenly learned that Lin Yusheng had a strange disease and was hospitalized.

At first he didn't agree, but later it became even more strange. People with the same strange disease suddenly appeared. Even the newspaper published this news, saying that the strange disease of the virus suddenly broke out in the city, hoping that the general public would pay attention to their travel, eat, and increase their immunity. People were panicked for a while, and they didn't know what the source of the disease was. It was said that it was a virus, and what was carried by it? The newspaper did not say it, and the hospital was helpless. Therefore, when people went out these days, people on the street covered their faces with masks and dared not shake hands when they spoke.

Anyway, people who are sick say it hurts, where does it hurt? It is hard to speak. This terrible pain cannot be cured. Whether it is tranquilizers or painkillers, they will not be able to take it down and go to the hospital if they are not the pain. In this way, the sick are rich people, so they live in the senior ward and are isolated. All experts have seen it, but the eggs are useless.

Two days later, several seriously ill patients went crazy! They always uttered some unauthorized words in their mouths. One was so crazy that they poked their eyes blinded, and the other pierced their eardrums with a spoon for eating.

Yan Wu looked at the newspaper and his first reaction was: Damn, is there really a saying of retribution?

But when he saw Qinghuan who had turned back to the girlish look, he felt it was unlikely. Her expression was very quiet, and she didn't seem to be surprised at all. Yan Wu thought about it and said tentatively: "Do you think this disease... can be cured?"

"Yes." Qinghuan nodded. She was still very kind, and of course she would not not give them a chance to heal. But compared to healing, they might rather suffer such torture.

“…How can I cure it?”

"First, tell the people of the whole country what they did, and then spend all their money and go to jail to serve their sentences - this is the only cure that doesn't have to spend money, but you have seen it, right? No one of them chose to do this." He would rather endure the pain that makes people desperate than tell the facts, and he would be shameless. They all like to treat children who are unable to resist like this. So when this pain appears ten times, since you like it, keep it all the time. Anyway, it hurts... it will die. Qinghuan held his chin and was a little excited, "Look, there are still many people living in the dark in this world."

Yan Wu became silent.

But in the end, some people could not bear it anymore. The little ghosts who pestered them would tell them how to get rid of them, but only a few people chose to confess their guilt. 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, which was just in the farmhouse. They also had a stronghold full of children, some of which were kidnapped, and some were sold by their parents, most of which were girls. It would be best to rescue these children, but the sold children may face it again after they go back.

So, can you still be saved for the second time?

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

Why can it be so beautiful and so cruel?

At night, the detective agency went to pick skewers together, and it happened to be the boss that last time. The boss almost burst into tears when they saw them. His hands, which were grilling skewers, suddenly shook, and he was very sad. Do you want to contribute your turnover again today?

But to his surprise, the gangsters paid honestly after eating the barbecue and left. He was standing there when a new customer came again. When he looked up, he was really crying this time - why was it bald!

The bald man brought dozens of people here this time. He was afraid of being beaten last time. He felt that he had collected too few brothers. He first asked the boss for protection fees with a fierce look, and it was doubled. Just when the boss was trembling with money, the bald man was overturned to the ground and had a bloody nose on his face. He wiped the blood off his face and couldn't help but burst out: "Fuck! It's you again! Brothers teach me a lesson! Mom told you to run away last time, but you can't call him dad this time!"

There is nothing wrong with many people. Yan Wu is in a bad mood these days and just wants to vent his anger. His clenched fists creaked. Qinghuan leisurely ordered another roasted eggplant, eating and watching the battle. The boss was afraid of death, but he didn't dare to run away. He roasted eggplant for Qinghuan with a grievance.

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

"Brother Wu's sword is not old!"

"Brother Wu protects me!"

"Brother Wu pays for it, your wife has eaten roasted eggplant."

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

So they ordered another wave, and the boss baked them sadly and delivered them to the table. After they checked out, they took the initiative to take out double the protection fee. Now he understood, and it was the most rascal people in front of him. But Yan Wu threw the money back again: "I gave it to you last time."

Hey??? The boss was stunned. It turned out that there was a saying in this world that he could be protected by paying protection fees??? A few seconds later, he took out his cell phone and called his wife at home: "Wife, wife! Let's set up a stall in the old place tomorrow!...What did you say? No, you don't have to be afraid of those hooligans before! I knew a group of even more powerful ones!... No, I didn't hang out with them. I paid the protection fees. We can get the stall back and no longer have to wander around!..."

After that, he took out the business card he had thrown in his money bag, looked at the number of the detective agency above, and carefully added it to his mobile phone address book.

I should ask, how long can I spend on paying a protection fee? Will the price increase next time?

In the evening, Yan Wu's phone suddenly received a strange call. He glanced at it and picked it up for no reason. There was a familiar voice on the other end, but there was no room for him to speak: "Brother Wu! Let Qinghuan escape quickly! Be careful-"

Just in this sentence, followed by a gunshot, followed by a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Yan Wu called out here: "Xiao Zheng! Xiao Zheng!"

"Is that woman in your hands?" The person who answered the phone changed his voice. Because he had changed his voice, he couldn't hear a man or a woman. "If you are smart, hand her over, otherwise..."

"I have the ability to come and fight with me on my own." Yan Wu said coldly, then hung up with a bang. He looked up again and saw Qinghuan standing at the door after taking a shower. Her eyes were on the phone in his palm, "... Something happened to Xiao Zheng, right?"

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

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

Yan Wu said: "He is a soldier. We have sworn together and are willing to sacrifice and contribute to this country and the people."

He wasn't too sad because he knew he would break the guys' necks and make them pay for it.

Yan Wu, who had tried every means to take advantage of her after taking a shower, asked Qinghuan to sleep tonight. Qinghuan knew that he was discussing with others. Xiao Zheng was dead. As brothers and comrades, they would never stand by. Even if the tiger lies dormant, once it is slaughtered, it is still a beast.

She was lying on Yan Wu's 1.2-meter-two-meter-long bed. She knew exactly what was going to happen and what would happen in the future. For Qing Huan, this was probably a movie or a novel, and she had already known the ending in advance. But whether it was such an identity or such direction, it was arranged by that person for her. Her appearance may change the fate of others, but it cannot change his.

Whether it is life or death, only his destiny is unchanged.

Sometimes she felt that after so long, she probably understood what that person was thinking, so she was willing to accompany him to complete this dream, walk through these worlds, and fulfill his last obsession. But what she thought in her heart was a little subtle different from what she felt in reality.

That person calculates everything, is ready, just waits for her to open and arrive. But, man will change, and no one will remain unchanged and remain consistent, especially for the existence of eternal life.

But from Qinghuan's decision, I knew that I would never regret it.

How long is a person's obsession and how far is persistence? Maybe it's countless, maybe it's just a moment. Just like love, there are short and eternity. Deception and honesty, hypocrisy and sincerity, betrayal and steadfast... have always been inseparable. It is precisely because of this that human beings can reproduce for a long time.

There are always more good than bad ones. This is what fascinates all things with "people". Otherwise, why do gods always want to descend to earth, and monsters always want to practice to become humans?

The electric fan was squeaking and a group of big men outside were discussing something. Maybe they were afraid of disturbing him. Everyone spoke very quietly. Therefore, although the sound insulation effect was poor, Qinghuan still couldn't hear anything. The small bed under her was hard, and there was also the refreshing soap smell on Yan Wu's body on the mat. Qinghuan closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Yan Wu didn't know when he would come back, but when Qinghuan opened her eyes in a daze at night, she was already in his arms.
Chapter completed!