My venom is different

Chapter 16 I used to be a humble, timid and cowardly boy
"Go to sleep."

"Go to sleep, you will be relieved when you sleep. If you hadn't saved the mother and daughter, you wouldn't have met Batman, and you wouldn't have died. Do you regret it?"

His body is longing for food, longing for energy supplements, but he can't get energy supplements, as long as he faints, he will be completely cold after two days of transmigrating.

"I'm so sorry."

"I don't want to die, but I don't fucking regret it at all. If I do it again, I will beat out Batman's shit."

"Are you OK."

Zhao Xun turned his head with difficulty, and found that it was the little fat man in the vest, holding half a piece of dirty bread in his hand. He really thanked God Jesus Jade Emperor Taishang Laojun.

"No, thank you Holy Light."

"Come here, do me a favor, kid." Zhao Xun crazily flicked the Holy Light flame to fool the little fat man.

Waylon Jones didn't know why he had a special fondness for this seriously injured man, maybe it came from when he told himself to avoid it just now?However, having been oppressed for a long time, he was also afraid of the man lying on the ground. He saw with his own eyes that the other party killed three people, and last night, the other party seemed to have killed one person as well.

"Believe in the Holy Light."

"Ah, bah, give me a bite of bread."

The little fat man looked at Zhao Xun and stretched out his hand to him, and thought that Zhao Xun was going to kill him. This is a ruthless man who kills without blinking an eye. He turned around in fright, and the bread fell on the ground. Zhao Xun was stunned. I was taken aback.

"Believe in the Holy Light."

“open and reform popolicy.”

“Dongzhou people so niubi.”

This little fat guy named Waylon Jones had dark brown hair and a face full of bruises from baby fat, he hadn't eaten for a day because he didn't steal enough money, and his alcoholic aunt was the worst to him because He was born with an atavistic disease in which scales continued to grow on his body, and he kept scrubbing his body with water to stop the change, but every time it caused him great pain, his aunt often insulted him, calling him "" "lizard boy" and "crawling pervert", and he didn't give himself food. After the theft failed, he was sent to a correctional school. In the correctional school, the group of bad boys still discriminated against him and would rob him of food. Let him go out and steal, and if he doesn't steal, they'll give the hairy guy a lesson and no food.

Waylon Jones has seen people with guns. In the streets around reform schools, guns are a symbol of strength. No one dares to mess with gangsters with guns. They can get everything they want, including What he wants most.

"respect."

Waylon Jones is not eager to get everything, he just wants to get a gun. After taking it back, he can use this gun to feed himself, so that he will no longer be discriminated against, and maybe he can kill those who discriminate against him. Unknowingly There was a trace of rage in his heart, just like a wild beast could not suppress its anger.

"Hey, brother, come here and give me a bite of bread."

When Waylon Jones wanted to run, he saw the submachine gun scattered on the ground. After he lowered his head to pick up the blood-stained submachine gun, he boldly came to the person who told him to run away.

Well, he should be a good person, and I have a good impression of him. Waylon Jones doesn't know why he has a good impression of this Asian, as if the other person is his closest person.

"I'm shooting again now, don't be afraid." Waylon cheered himself up. Waylon Jones hesitated, not knowing why he didn't walk away immediately after taking the gun, but got bolder and dropped the piece that fell on the ground. The bread stuffed into Zhao Xun's mouth.

Zhao Xun's left hand extinguished a weak flame, and now he is like a corpse, lying in the depths of an unknown loading and unloading area in Gotham Port, in a remote street, after killing three killers, Just less than a day after crossing, Zhao Xun felt the feeling of death. It was really kind, just like he used to be. It was the first time he touched death. He was buried in an ice cave in Siberia. A heavily armed mercenary, including a girl with big breasts...

Do people think wildly when they are about to die, and that little fat man who looks a little silly is his only hope.

"Waylon Jones, sounds familiar, who is it?" Zhao Xun had no strength to think, and opened his mouth and said weakly.

"Hmm~"

"good to eat."

The little fat man stuffed the dirty piece of bread into Zhao Xun's mouth. After the bread was quickly decomposed into energy, Zhao Xun reluctantly stood up.

"Help me, brother."

"Help me up, I can still deliver."

"To shut up!"

Zhao Xun said to Wei Lun with difficulty, thinking in his heart, who did he learn the venom so skinny from? Is it really first-hand? Now when the hunger and pain in his body are rushing, he Even speaking has become an extravagant hope. Waylon doesn't seem to understand what he said at all. This little fat man has been bullied and discriminated against since his parents died in an accident. Until now, he has not become abnormal in his heart. He is considered a tough person, but Usually this kind of person is the most inhuman when he becomes abnormal, and the corpse has long been unable to arouse his fear, and the little fat man actually felt a little excitement.

And Zhao Xun's request was too simple for him, but Waylon, who had been discriminated against for a long time, had a natural distrust of people. Even though he had an inexplicable liking for this man, but the other party just killed three people, Will he kill himself after he recovers?

Waylon still remembers that when he first went to the correctional school, he gave a little girl who was also bullied a bite to eat because of his kindness, but he didn't expect that little girl to expose him and give him a severe beating .

Wei Lun looked at Zhao Xun, Zhao Xun also looked at him, the young man saw a trace of hesitation and distrust flashing in Wei Lun's eyes, and then a trace of indifference, his heart sank, Wei Lun thought for a while After the meeting, reason finally took over the inexplicable goodwill. His long-term experience told him that reason is the most important thing.

"Okay." Wei Lun went up to help Zhao Xun. He didn't want to live that kind of life anymore, the life of being discriminated against. He would try to change his bicycle into a motorcycle. Fuck his reason. This young Asian looks like a big guy guy.

He lifted the man lying on the ground, and the man continued to speak.

"Good boy, you will be my Zhao Xun's brother from now on, help me find a restaurant now."

The little fat man didn't speak, he knew there was a fast food truck selling hamburgers in the distance, he slowly helped Zhao Xun to go there, and Zhao Xun looked at the down-and-out little fat man, and continued to chat with the little fat man, Zhao Xun was afraid that he would He died before he knew it, and only thought he was alive if he kept talking.

"You don't look like you're having a good time."

"I'm fine and I won't be here anymore."

Afterwards, the little fat boy Wei Lun told Zhao Xun what happened to him. The more Zhao Xun listened to it, the more he heard it.

Zhao Xun mentioned some mentally weak and said: "He discriminates against you, beats you, even humiliates you, and they also threaten you, if you don't obey their arrangements, they will torture you to death, and they will bully you because of happy things You, too, beat you up for sad things, humiliate you out of anger, and torture you for other damn reasons, right?"

"After all, I used to be a humble, timid and cowardly boy. After living for more than 20 years, I dare not even eat shit."

(End of this chapter)