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Chapter 66 Was Beaten To Cry?

Yuan Xilong knew that at this moment, he should scold the other person, tell the other person that he didn't want to know, and stop playing tricks...

But he didn't say anything.

Bai Xing took another step, she looked like she was testing repeatedly on the edge of a cliff.

The distance between them was only one meter.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, if you can remember it." There was too much nonsense from her, but Yuan Xilong couldn't help but want to listen.

Where did the feeling of déjà vu come from? In his life, no such person existed at all.

"Star D-49." She seemed to feel that it was enough. Her slightly dry pink lips touched up and down, bringing up an old story in Yuan Xilong's mind.

As soon as the words fell, she immediately made a fuss. The short Yuan Xilong squatted down suddenly, swept his legs, and kicked Yuan Xilong's side.

Yuan Xilong was already on guard against her, but he reacted quickly at this moment, reaching out to block her waist. The short gun in his right hand also deflected the tip of the gun at this moment, and he pulled the trigger.

The first shot just now might have been just a warning, but the second shot was a further deterrent.

So close, he wouldn't miss.

After the gunshot, Bai Xing's body obviously had the reaction of being hit by a bullet, but she was like a dummy, she didn't flinch at all, and the next second, she rushed up like a villain, holding Yuan Xilong with one hand. The right hand of the gun, with one hand clenched back to the elbow, pressed tightly against Yuan Xilong's throat.

Yuan Xilong could hear the sound of her teeth clenching right in front of him.

Such a light body seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, surpassing people's imagination, she ruthlessly threw Yuan Xilong on the ground, his throat was hit hard by an elbow, like an invisible giant hammer, hitting him unsuspectingly. His whole chest was so painful that he almost fainted.

Although the opponent's weight and height were not proportional to his, the power he unleashed was astonishing.

Yuan Xilong's eyes widened. It was obvious that he had hit her arm, but she did not react at all to avoid the pain.

Won't she feel pain? !
Not only would she not, she even wanted to strangle him by the throat immediately, causing him to go into a brief shock.

Yuan Xilong couldn't breathe, and could only vaguely see her angry and slightly distorted face enlarged in front of his eyes, flickering.

"Uh..." Yuan Xilong frowned in pain, and the hand against her arm could clearly feel the protruding arm muscles.

Yuan Xilong tried his best to roll Bai Xing on the ground, and at this time, his fingers were grabbed by Bai Xing.

This despicable woman snapped off his finger joints in the opposite direction. Under the body's self-protection mechanism, his hand was forced to let go, and the short gun fell out of his hand, and he didn't know where it fell.

He didn't have a gun anymore, so the two of them could only get entangled with each other, causing damage to each other in their own ways.

Yuan Xilong believed that this was the most difficult close combat opponent he had ever encountered in all his years of life.

In addition to insidious little moves like snapping his fingers, he also used every despicable method he could think of to bite him, pull his ears, pound his armpits, hammer his lower body and waist, insert his eyes and cut his throat.

Yuan Xilong's eyes were opened. He couldn't imagine how many dirty moves the other party would have not used.However, Bai Xing's strength was not small, and she could not escape his counterattack at all. She also had a lot of fighting experience. Such despicable little moves were permeated in all her attacks. Added together, he had no way to deal with it.

Yuan Xilong soon fell into a disadvantage. He made a mistake in parrying and was hit in the temple by Shirahoshi's punch. A sharp tinnitus accompanied by an instant dizziness filled his entire brain.

Yuan Xilong released his strength in an instant, and the hands that were restraining Bai Xing slid down weakly and hit the ground.

Under a sense of weightlessness, Yuan Xilong seemed to have returned to the year when he was five years old.

"The average fluctuation of the patient's brain under stimulation still has not returned to the normal value of children of the same age."

"I think it's because your wife inhaled too much harmful gas in the poisonous miasma during the battle that year. These poisonous gases drove the birth of the patient who was less than a full moon. At the same time, it also destroyed the part of the patient's brain that controls emotions. He This is also the reason why my hair color is different from that of my parents.”

"Therefore, the patient is extremely easily irritated. As he grows older, this situation will become more and more out of control. Sooner or later, he will lose control and lose himself under the erosion of bad emotions."

At that time, Yuan Xilong, who was only five years old, was already able to understand the meaning between the words of adults, but his father Yuan Huai stubbornly refused to accept this fact.

"I don't think Xi Long has the character flaws you mentioned." Yuan Huai asked Yuan Xi Long to immediately take off the brain measuring machine on his head, and sternly warned the doctor who examined him to keep silent about it.

Since then, he has never received diagnosis or treatment from any doctor other than his family doctor.

The family doctor brought by Yuan Huai was a controversial medical professor with personal insights and achievements in the brain field. In response to the patient's diagnosis and treatment needs, he bought an instrument at home that he would never forget.

It is said to be a therapeutic instrument, but in his eyes, it is almost the same as a torture instrument.

Three times a week, Yuan Xilong will be confined in the instrument, and the stable needles connected to the brain will simulate extremely real story scenes. The development of these stories from a real perspective will annoy and irritate him from different angles time and time again, and will make him Emotions repeatedly lead to the brink of collapse.

He had to learn to control his emotions and stabilize his inner fluctuations to a normal threshold, otherwise, the low-voltage electric shocks would continue to torture him until he fainted.

Even the doting of his mother and elder brother Yuan Xitong could not prevent his father from forcing him to use this instrument regularly for six years, until Yuan Xilong entered the Fisher Military Academy with excellent expressiveness and stable spirit. Entering the Legion to serve, this nightmare was barely over.

Those were the darkest six years in his memory.

Cried? !
Bai Xing had just confirmed that this guy had fainted. The next second, he saw a tear flashing from the corner of his eye.

Was she made to cry?
She gasped in disbelief and reached out to wipe his eyes.

Wet, really tears?

"Boy, are you so fragile?" Bai Xing glanced at him with disdain, then looked at his shoulder where he was shot.

The clothes on her shoulders were already wet with blood, but until now, she didn't realize the pain.

"Tsk, I'm so injured that I didn't even cry. Why should a boy shed tears?" She struggled to get up from the ground, found a rubber rope for binding a box nearby, and tied the bleeding arm.

After doing this, her hands were stained red with blood.

(End of this chapter)