Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 326 001: Big Brother and Little Flower (first meeting)
Feng Dongshi is an orphan of Chinese and American mixed race.

As long as he can remember, he has lived in an orphanage.

At that time, his surname was not "Feng", but another name.

Colby Dowson.

The person in charge of the orphanage is a middle-aged couple who have no children. The most common sentence they say is: the children in the orphanage are just like their own children.

Later, Feng Dongshi learned that there are parents who ruthlessly abandon their children in this world, and there are even parents who feed on their children's flesh and blood.

Every once in a while, a child dies in the orphanage.

Some disappeared, some fell ill and died, and some had accidents...

But Feng Dongshi knew that those were just illusions, because he buried some of the children's bodies in the soil with his own hands.

The dean and his wife chose to kill those children in order to get insurance money, but they left behind evidence. They seldom dispose of the corpses themselves, but forced Feng Dongshi to do those things.

At that time, his hands were not stained with blood, but covered with dirt.

Perhaps it was because he grew up in a place like an orphanage that made his mind extremely mature, so he guessed that after the children in the orphanage died one after another and attracted the attention of the local police, the dean and his wife might kill him and leave this place. right and wrong.

then--

He chose to strike first.

He mixed the drug that the couple usually used to deal with children into their dinner, and watched them eat it.

While they were asleep, he killed them one by one.

The fruit knife went straight into the heart, and blood flowed everywhere, staining the snow-white sheets red.

Standing by the bed and looking down at his blood-stained hands, Feng Dongshi slowly frowned.

He doesn't like mess.

So from a long time ago, he hated life in the orphanage, because it was full of the stench of corpses and the sweet smell of blood.

With a "clang", he let go of his hand, and the fruit knife fell to the floor.

He washed the blood off his hands, put on another set of clean clothes, and left the orphanage.

It was evening when he left, the blood-red setting sun was hanging in the sky, the rays of light streamed in front of his eyes, and the whole world was bright red.

He walked forward in a daze, where to go next, how to live, and what to do after being found murdered by the police, all of which he hadn't thought about.

Maybe he was really overwhelmed at a young age, or maybe he just didn't care about what his next life would be like, and wanted to let nature take its course so he didn't deliberately do it.

As a result of this, he encountered Feng Xun as soon as he left the orphanage.

A well-built young man, Chinese.

The beard on his face barely covered the hideous scars on his face.

Looking at each other, Feng Dongshi stopped in his tracks.

Feng Xun looked him up and down.

Thin, withered figure, long like a radish head drawn in Chinese textbooks, but the small face is quite attractive, dark brown slightly curly hair is slightly long, reflecting a pale face, embedded in it A pair of pale gold eyes.

There was no trace of life in those eyes, like a dying person, and there was a dead silence all over his body.

Feng Xun nodded approvingly, and asked, "Boy, do you want to live?"

Feng Dongshi looked up at him, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

He has no desire to live.

To live or to die doesn't hold much appeal to him.

He was only 10 years old, he had never died, and he didn't understand what death was all about. In the past ten years, he had never lived like a normal child, and he had never felt the beauty of life.

All he experienced was oppression and violence.

So when Feng Xun asked him that sentence, he chose to ignore that strange Shushu.

In the next second, a rough and thick palm grabbed his throat.

At that time, Feng Dongshi was still thinking leisurely, "This is probably the so-called being strangled by the throat of life".

But soon he lost that leisurely mind.

His body was hanging in the air, and the air gradually became thinner. Feng Dongshi didn't even need to look in the mirror to know how red his face was right now, and it would even turn purple later on, with blue veins popping out of his forehead.

When death was really approaching, the survival instinct made him subconsciously wave his arms and kick his feet around, struggling crazily.

suddenly!

Feng Xun let go of his hand, and Feng Dongshi fell to the ground, breathing rapidly like a fish that fell onto the shore.

He was already thin and small, but now he was curled up on the ground, making him even more vulnerable.

But who would have thought that such a small person would have such a cruel heart.

And what Feng Xun likes is precisely Feng Dongshi's ruthlessness.

In this world, impulsive killing is the easiest way to kill, because the perpetrator is an extreme idea born in an emotional and irrational situation.

What really tests a person's heart is planned murder.

The long wait and dormancy are enough to test whether he is really strong and cruel.

Walking a few steps toward Fengdong, Feng Xun looked down at him and said in a deep voice, "From now on, your surname is Feng."

*
Feng Dongshi was just 10 years old when he was brought back to Feng's family by Feng Xun, and he didn't have a name yet, only a code name.

In the past two months, he lived very comfortably, like the eldest son of a rich family. Every day, his daily necessities were taken care of by a maid, and he had never heard of the delicacies he ate before.

Slowly, he gained weight and height, and his body gradually became stronger.

At that time, he didn't know that his recovery was actually a signal, a signal telling Feng Xun that he could go to the arena to fight.

It was a place similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome. There were children like him and adults, both men and women.

They selected their opponents by drawing lots. He might face an adult who was a hundred times stronger than him, or a child who was thinner than him.

They fought and fought without any rules, with the goal that only themselves could stand on the field.

There is no fairness there, only strong and weak.

Feng Dongshi stayed there for three full years.

In the past three years, countless people died at his hands, and there were also countless people who had severely injured him. How many times did he escape from death to save his life.

For the next two years, Feng Xun only occasionally arranged for him to go out and kill one or two people, and spent more time studying.

Learn to camouflage, learn to track, learn how to quietly extract useful information from strangers...

At the age of 15, he officially went out to perform tasks.

The location is in country Z.

Feng Xun only sent people to the mission site for a period of one week, and his people would come to pick him up after seven days.

If he successfully completes the task, he will have a new identity after returning to the Feng family.

And if the mission failed, he would either be killed by the mission target on the spot, or be killed by the people sent by Feng Xun to pick him up on the seventh day.

So he had no choice but to succeed.

The task was indeed completed beautifully, but a little accident happened when he was retreating.

At that time, Feng Dongshi didn't know that the "little" accident in his eyes at that time would completely change his life...

The law and order situation in all parts of country Z is good, so he dare not walk around casually after killing people to avoid unnecessary troubles. He originally wanted to hide in the suburbs and wait for Feng Xun's people to pick him up, but unexpectedly bumped into a group of kidnappers.

The hostage was a baby in swaddling arms.

He doesn't like babies.

When I was in the orphanage, abandoned babies appeared at the gate every once in a while.

They cry except for crying, and the noisy people have a headache.

Feng Dongshi originally wanted to leave calmly, but he didn't expect that the kidnappers were still very vigilant and found him, so they all died at his hands.

"Whoa—whoa—" the baby's cry caught his attention.

He turned his head subconsciously and saw a child who was several months old lying on the cold concrete floor, grinning and howling at him.

"Not a single tear!" He snorted.

Feng Dongshi raised his foot and walked towards her, the black iron lump in his hand pressed against the baby's white and tender forehead.

She didn't know what happened, as if she realized that someone had finally noticed her, or thought that what he was holding was a toy, she suddenly stopped crying and "giggled".

Feng Dongshi was startled.

He had just accidentally cut his index finger on the trigger during the fight, and the blood dripped, right on the baby's lip.

She sipped it twice, then stretched out her small tongue to lick it again, smiling even more.

He even kicked his legs happily and hummed twice.

Feng Dongshi narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering whether she was hungry or really liked drinking blood.

By coincidence, he slowly withdrew the gun, and gently pressed the ball of blood hanging from his fingertips to her lips. As expected, she was caught by a pair of small hands, and sucked into her mouth like holding a milk bottle.

Feng Dongshi was at a loss for a moment.

child……

Are they all that stupid?

Just put something in your mouth when you give it, regardless of whether it is for food or not?

Frowning tightly, Feng Dongshi suddenly pulled out his hand, turned and left without looking back.

As he expected, there was a cry of "wow" behind him, which made him upset, and his steps became faster and faster.

It was already a gift for him not to kill her, so just leave her there to fend for herself.

When leaving that warehouse, Feng Dongshi did tell himself this in his heart.

But when Feng Xun sent someone to pick him up, he somehow turned back and carried the baby onto the plane together, even though he regretted it when he smelled the faint stench coming from her body.

The maid who came to pick him up didn't expect that he would have an extra child by his side while he was performing a task, and he didn't prepare diapers and milk powder in advance, so he was a little helpless at the moment.

Feng Dongshi never liked to trouble others, what's more, he didn't like to communicate with living people at all.

Now he has no choice but to "ask for help" from the people around him, "to find two clean clothes."

Maybe it was because he was in the period of voice change, or because he didn't speak much all year round, his voice was very deep and slightly hoarse.

The maid came back quickly with clean clothes and a large pack of wet wipes.

Taking off the diaper on her body, a strong smell of feces came to her face, Feng Dongshi frowned in disgust, and the killing intent came back again, "Open the hatch."

maid:! !

Throwing people out of the plane like this, the child will die is one thing, these shit...

Thinking about that scene, the maid couldn't help but shudder.

Staring at the pressure of being glared at by Feng Dong, the maid said with great difficulty, "As the saying goes, save people to the end, and send Buddha to the west, since you have already brought her out, why kill her again.

Wouldn't it be more meaningful to raise her to be the sharpest knife in your hand than to kill her? "

It has to be said that Feng Dongshi was a little moved by the maid's proposal.

Seeing this, the maid hit the rails while it was hot, "If you change your mind in the future, just throw her into any orphanage at that time."

The word "orphanage" touched a fragile and sensitive nerve deep in Feng Dongshi's heart, his eyes darkened, and he picked up the baby and walked into the bathroom with no expression on his face.

It was only when Feng Dongshi helped the other party clean up his body that he discovered that the child was a girl doll.

He didn't care much.

In his eyes, the child was no different from a kitten or puppy.

In fact, he himself was also at a loss as to why he turned back to take her with him just a second before boarding the plane, obviously what he wanted to do more was to kill her.

or……

It's not bad to raise her up, wait until he can see the color of fear in her eyes, and then kill her.

In this way, Feng Dongshi not only successfully completed the assassination mission, but also picked up a "formed" trophy.

Feng Xun gave him a new identity as promised.

From then on, he was no longer an unknown killer in the Feng Family Arena, but the son of Feng Xun, the head of the Feng Family, Feng Dongshi.

The servant's address to him changed from "you" to "you", and from the code name "57" to "young master".

Feng Dongshi originally planned to leave this little kid in the old castle of the Feng family to be taken care of by the maid, but Feng Xun issued an urgent mission for him on the way, and the plane diverted to the Golden Triangle area.

Same as last time, Feng Xun's person sent him and left without even giving him a chance to speak.

So Feng Dongshi was forced to live a life of "milking" children while plotting to kill.

*
No one took the child away from Feng Dongshi, but someone helped them arrange food, clothing, housing and transportation in advance.

There are several boxes of diapers in the cabin, including small, medium and large sizes.

Milk powder is also boxed.

There are also several baby bottles, some for drinking water and some for making milk.

Feng Dongshi held the child in one hand, stood at the door of the room and fell into deep thought.

He silently stretched out his hand to cover the baby's face, just enough to cover it completely, as long as he gently covered her mouth and nose, she would suffocate and die in a short while.

But his hand had just pressed against her face, and before he could exert any force, he felt his palm soften, and there was a wet touch.

He withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and stared at the little kid in his arms displeased.

She giggled, retracted her tongue innocently, and played with his big hand with her little hand.

Feng Dongshi tightly closed his eyes, and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck!"

The second murder failed.

He never thought that one day he would fall on such a bigger kid.

Putting her on the bed with a face full of disgust, Feng Dongshi was about to observe the surroundings when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell wafting in the air.

a bit smelly...

He turned around abruptly, with a ferocious expression, "Little brat! Did you shit again!"

　*
　　Mine Clearance: Big brother is a bad guy!It's a bad guy!It's a bad guy!Still the same sentence, don’t look at him with the eyes of normal people O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　And even though there is a 15-year age difference between the two, the eldest brother is not a pervert, and there will be no drama where Xiaohua is taken advantage of when she is young and ignorant~
　　Big brother treats feelings very well, I like him (≧≦)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)