What should I do if my girls are all Chaos Witches?

"Don't make trouble..." The light blue dress was almost torn off by Paracles, and the disheveled June Xiang took the lead to prop up her body, while stretching out a hand to grab Paracles's slender wrist. Frowning slightly, he said, "Look at your embarrassing appearance!"

"Aren't you the same? Sow?" Paracles frowned slightly and said, "Put my Give me back my shoes!"

In this way, the head-to-head confrontation between the two great witches ended in a draw again.

"Speaking of which, are you really not worried?" Paracles, who was sitting on the ground, turned her head and said, putting her tender little feet wrapped in black silk into her little black leather shoes, "I don't know if it's just my illusion. , you seem to be quite tolerant of cockroaches flying around mortals."

"I can't talk about tolerance, I'm slowly getting used to it. After all, whether it's about life or work, the night walker who stayed in the house every day and only belonged to me is gone. Whether I like it or not, I have to force myself to learn to share him with others, he can't just belong to his lover, he also belongs to his parents, his friends, his colleagues, even his enemies..." Stuck his hand inside The collar slowly reset the translucent black lace that had been pulled by Paracles, and June Xiang lowered her brows and sighed, turning her head to look at the dark shanty town in the distance, and said softly: " And, for some reason, I always feel that if something goes wrong with Night Walk, it might not be because of Miss Bai...at least not right away."

Chapter-41. Freedom Fighter

Myanmar prohibits drugs, Myanmar prohibits gambling, and everything prohibited in Myanmar can be found in Myanmar.

The pink light hidden in the corner of the alley, the smoky small building, across the dark and long corridor, is the hidden underground casino. The decoration here is not exquisite, it can even be called rough, messy billiards taken care of by warriors Tables, gambling tables with loose change and poker cards but no chips, rustic music like bombers flying over, and scantily dressed women, together with men who speak foul words, constitute the Myitkyina. Standing on the nightlife of the transition point of the times.

Walking along the corridor where guests are not allowed to enter, leaving the hustle and bustle behind, walking down the narrow and dark stairs all the way, the ears can be quite clean. The tall blond man took off his sunglasses and hung them on the back of his T-shirt Collar, faced the door of the room in front of him and silently raised his arms. Immediately, the locals guarding the door came up and searched him quickly. He didn't turn his head until he confirmed that the blond man was not carrying a weapon. Lai knocked on the door and said in Burmese: "Commander, Mr. A has arrived."

"Let him in." Immediately, a rather familiar voice came from the other side of the door, and it didn't sound so friendly.

Watching silently as the guard opened the door, Mr. A stepped into the room slowly. When the door slammed behind him, he raised his head and looked around. He saw that he was in a small room with four corners. He was holding two local men with pistols in their hands. On the opposite side of the square table in the middle of the room, Ding You, the leader of the Irrawaddy National Salvation Army, propped his chin with one hand, and his expression was extremely gloomy under the dim light above his head.

"No more pleasantries, my friend, I heard that you have encountered some troubles..." Sitting opposite Ding You familiarly, Mr. A put his hands and fingers on the table while leaning forward body, asked with a bit of worry on his face: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Facing Mr. A's unknowingly sincere concern, Ding You didn't say anything, but silently threw a stack of paper with small black characters and black and white photos towards Mr. A. On the other side, looking at Seeing the stack of white paper slipping in front of him, Mr. A squinted his eyes for a few seconds, then raised his head, and said with some doubts: "This is the information I sent you this morning."

"That's right, the information you sent me..." Ding You asked in a deep voice, "What information is this about?"

"About the intelligence network that the Celestial Man developed in Myitkyina..." Answered Ding You's question without thinking, Mr. A asked doubtfully, "Is there any problem?"

"You said earlier that the ones who will contact girls are locals, right?" Ding You squinted his eyes slightly as he tapped the table with his index finger, and said, "The local intelligence network run by the previous Celestial Man will not be able to obtain intelligence support." Let me take the first action under the circumstances, let me catch them all while they are in contact with the girls, and completely turn the Celestial people here into headless chickens, this is what you said, right?"

"Of course I said that..." Mr. A nodded slightly, and tentatively said: "However, I heard that your actions today seem to be a bit unsmooth..."

"Of course it didn't go well, because the one who stopped us was not a local at all, but a real Chinese!" He slapped the table violently, Ding You gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "The female horse Yes, countryman A, you are playing with me! Not only did I die more than 30 people! In order to redeem the prisoners, I was even investigated and extorted a large amount of money by that vampire! Damn Kachins are cursing with guns pointed to their heads!"

"Hey! Wu Dingyou, my friend, calm down, calm down..." Immediately stood up, pressing his hands down, Mr. A said with a serious face: "First of all, I think there is some misunderstanding between us , we are on the same front, I have no reason to entrap you, and secondly, as your friend, I would like to say that although the sacrifice of more than 30 soldiers is regrettable, you cannot push all the responsibilities to On my head..."

As he said, Mr. A picked up the white paper on the table, pointed to the information on it and said: "Look, Wu Dingyou, this is not just a document with text, it has photos on it, that is to say, it is written in action. Before, you should at least have the opportunity to verify the identity of the other party, but you opened fire directly, you are too impatient."

Hearing Mr. A's explanation, Ding You was stunned. Indeed, he couldn't think of any reason why Mr. A wanted to harm him. Secondly, what Mr. A said was quite reasonable. Why didn't he check the identity of the other party carefully before taking action?Worried about scaring the snake away?It's just a matter of looking at it from a distance...

Wait, it's fog!The heavy fog during the day made identity verification difficult!The mission target appeared at a time when there were relatively few pedestrians on the street every day, and there happened to be a thick fog as a cover!This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!Waiting a second longer may cause side effects!Coupled with the information provided by Mr. A, those guys preconceived the Chinese people as the locals in the information when they couldn't see clearly!

Instantly figured out the problem, Ding You's face became as ugly as if he had eaten shit.After a long time, he lowered his head, grabbed his natural curly hair and said in a deep voice: "Maybe you are right, Mr. A, I was too hasty, I just want to finish this matter sooner, after all we You need to seize the opportunity, you know the situation in the south..."

"Hey! My friend, take it easy, don't forget, this is war, and there will always be sacrifices in war, and we are not saints, how can we ensure that every step is on the right path?" Put the information back on the On the table, Mr. A ignored the slightly squinted eyes of the two bodyguards in the corner, walked around the table and came to Ding You's side, and comforted Ding You while patting Ding You's shoulder: "I know you have had a lot of problems recently. Difficulties, so I have prepared surprises for you..."

As he spoke, Mr. A leaned slightly and whispered to Ding You: "Actually, the materials I applied for you are already on the way, and it is estimated that they will arrive in Myanmar tomorrow at the latest, and they will be transported here directly along the Irrawaddy River. There are weapons Equipment, and medicine..."

"Really?" Subconsciously straightening up, Ding You turned his head and said in disbelief.

"Of course it's true, do I have to lie to you?" Patting Ding You on the shoulder, Mr. A smiled sincerely and said, "That's really a huge amount of supplies, including weapons and equipment, as well as medicines. , there are two full containers! To get them into the country, those guys above me spent a lot of money..."

As he said that, Mr. A grinned, and said with a mysterious smile: "I have to say, the Burmese people in the military government era are much cuter. Although they always cost some money, as long as they collect the money, they They can always get things done quickly and well, unlike the current group of guys who are neither willing to accept financial assistance from liberal and democratic countries, nor willing to do things, even if it is to let a group of corpses lie on the seats of the Federal Parliament. They are strong..."

"It's just a group of weak scum who are swayed by public opinion..." Shaking his head lightly, with a faint disdain on his face, Ding You turned his head and mocked: "This country needs to be united by strong people. A strongman will rule, although I don't know who this strongman will be, but it will definitely not be those pigs in suits and ties."

"Although your statement of calling for dictatorship somewhat violates the democracy and freedom that I respect in the deepest part of my heart, I still want to say that I agree with you..." Mr. A raised his lips to Ding Youqing. Approvingly, he said: "Anyway, let's fight together, Commander Ding You, I will contribute the money, and you will contribute. Starting from the land under our feet, we will change this country little by little."

Chapter-42. Immortals

Under the cover of night, walking on an empty street corner, when Mr. A walked through the alley, Miss A, who had been waiting in the dark alley for a long time, followed up like a shadow without making a sound of footsteps.

"Good evening, Miss A..." The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he put his hands into his trouser pockets. Mr. A didn't look back, but asked with a chuckle, "Guess where I went just now?"

"Meet Ding You, the leader of the Irrawaddy National Salvation Army." Following Mr. A, Miss A said with a blank expression.

"Wrong!" The arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more pleasant, Mr. A chuckled and said: "I played two rounds of billiards with the locals, won tomorrow's food expenses at the gambling table, and started a relationship with the lovely local lady A short but memorable pleasant trip."

"Cut it off." Miss A said blankly.

"It's so rare, it seems that you don't have a sense of humor at all..." With a cheerful smile on his face, Mr. A finally turned around. He just wanted to express some personal opinions on Miss A's miraculous speech just now, but Seeing that Miss A is still expressionless, she seems to be a robot.

This kind of expression that has not changed for thousands of years helps an intelligence officer to hide his flaws as much as possible, but the price is that many times you cannot tell whether the other party is joking or not.

"Hey, hello, Miss A, you're not serious, right?" The smile on his face couldn't hold back anymore, Mr. A frowned and said: "I was just joking, there are only billiards and cards, no locals Miss..."

As he spoke, as if eager to skip the topic just now, Mr. A spread his hands and said: "And, I did go to see Ding You."

"Information." Miss A said in a deep voice.

"Ding You escaped the sanctions of the Kachin Army on the grounds of hunting down the insider who sold the inside information to the South, but this is a trivial matter..." When it came to the serious matter, Mr. A finally got a little serious, and nodded slightly After that, he said in a deep voice: "Right now, the guy sent by the Celestial Dynasty is very troublesome. He doesn't act like an intelligence officer at all. He has confirmed with Ding You that there are no wounded on their side in this operation, and they are all killed directly. , most of the gunshot wounds were concentrated on the head and chest, and there were few superfluous wounds on the bodies of those who died in melee combat, almost all of them were directly broken necks..."

Speaking of this, Mr. A suddenly raised his head, smiled lightly and asked Miss A: "Did you think of anything?"

"Klein Biederman's fatal wounds were on his chest and neck. After the opponent hit his chest and caused a comminuted fracture of his sternum, he broke his neck..." Looking at the empty street ahead, A While walking side by side with Mr. A, the lady said with a blank expression: "Judging from the residual magic power fluctuations on the corpse, there should be two people who killed Biederman, and one of them is suspected to be Li Yexing, an intelligence officer from the relevant department of the Chinese government."

"It's a good thing you can remember that guy's name so clearly..." Mr. A raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression was a little subtle, and muttered in a low voice: "After all, that guy seems to have nothing but his name. The information is all Blank."

As if she didn't want to make any comments on Mr. A's words, Ms. A chose to remain silent.

"Well, in short, the current situation is that the Celestial Dynasty has sent an extremely troublesome guy who looks more like a mercenary than an intelligence officer. From the analysis of the behavior pattern, he might be a little nervous. If they don't agree, they will kill, and they seem to be very good at killing people. As for whether this guy is the legendary Li Yexing, I have a more official information channel in my hand, and I will have an answer tomorrow morning at the latest... " Simply told Ms. A the information I got from the Irrawaddy National Salvation Army, and Mr. A chuckled and said, "Now, it's your turn."

"Three hours ago, I killed Taketake Inoue." Miss A said in a deep voice.

"Inoue...Gotake? That Japanese manager who came to Myanmar with the young master of Tianchao and the Japanese female singer?" His eyebrows were raised slightly, looking a bit puzzled, Mr. A asked in a low voice: "Why did you kill him?"

"Try to get in touch, express your position, ask the other party to tell me all the information and leave Myanmar, but the other party refuses, and ask the other party to tell me all the information, but it is still refused, so I started to try to interrogate..." Ms. A interviewed Expressionlessly said: "Did during the interrogation."

"It's not surprising, the Japanese are dead-brained..." Mr. A didn't care about the death of the Japanese at all, and asked casually, "Is it clean?"

"Destroy corpses and wipe out traces." Miss A said in a deep voice.

"Very well, in this case, even if the young master of Zhenmasi and the strange female singer suspected of being a witch guessed that the guy was dead, they would never guess that it was our head. Everything has been dealt with..." Smiling at Ms. A, Mr. A continued: "What else?"

"Half an hour ago, an armed force suspected of belonging to the Irrawaddy National Salvation Army left the mountain area and entered Myitkyina..." Miss A said in a deep voice without any expression on her face: "The number is about 50 people. Left and right, depending on the direction of action, there is a high probability that it is near the shantytowns in Myitkyina."

"People from the Irrawaddy National Salvation Army have come down the mountain again? Ding You didn't tell me about this just now..." Mr. A raised his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you think? For Ding You Behavior."

"The Benglong Gang is not responsible to us, and strictly speaking, it is not responsible to the Japanese..." Ms. A said in a deep voice, "The Irrawaddy National Salvation Army probably already knew the hiding place of the target witch. A witch detained alone, and used it as a bargaining chip to ask us for material assistance."

"But he doesn't know that girl is not human at all..." Raising his hand and gently rubbing his chin, Mr. A subconsciously said: "Only bring fifty people, and there are no heavy weapons, maybe it will suffer. ..”

As he said that, Mr. A raised his head and looked at the starless night sky. He muttered softly: "Thinking about it, I suddenly feel a little sorry for our partner of freedom and democracy. I just found him online this morning. The photos and the information I made up at random were used as tools to test the people of the Celestial Dynasty, and I was going to be beaten by Miss Witch at night..."

"Not necessarily..." Shaking her head slightly, Ms. A said in a deep voice: "Judging from the battle situation during the day, the target witch is not strong, and her ability assessment is likely to be at the C level. It is not that the Irrawaddy National Salvation Army did not capture the opponent alive. possibility."

"Is it really worth it to make such a big show for a C-level witch?" Mr. A raised his eyebrows lightly and said: "You know, our rescue ship has already sailed on the Irrawaddy River. Sometimes, I really don't understand the above What are people thinking, whether we, the Japanese, or even the Chinese, our mutual behavior sometimes makes me wonder if our respective information is really as transparent as we or they imagined? Why? I always feel that our current situation is like blindfolding three people and throwing them into a dark room?"

"The only thing we have to do is to perform the higher-level tasks, and all our thinking is to complete the higher-level tasks as the top priority..." Ms. A was expressionless, and said in a robot-like voice: "Besides, the value of a witch cannot It is completely judged by the destructive power within the scope of human cognition, and its scientific research value also has a high reference weight..."

"That's right, this can explain why the people above are so interested in the nonsense from the Shadow Pavilion..." Shaking his head lightly, Mr. A sneered and said, "Immortal Witch. ..What."

Chapter-43. In the dark

The little gray feet in the snow-white were stained with mud, and they stepped on the uneven dirt road in the silent silence. With the help of the cover of darkness, the girl in the red dress was like the protagonist in an urban ghost story, holding slippers in the pan. Walking quickly between the alleys with a faint musty and dusty smell.

For a whole day, Chu Shiyao did not return to her benefactor's home. After watching Li Yexing being taken away by a large group of heavily armed local soldiers in the hiding place under the cover of early morning fog, she made no choice as if nothing had happened. After staying out of it like that, he followed the leaving convoy cautiously.

Even though two feet must not be able to run on four wheels, those two army green personnel carriers are too conspicuous. I want to find them in a small city. For Chu Shi, who is walking through the streets and silently remembering the way It was not difficult for Yao. After finding the Myitkyina police station, she had been hiding in the alley on the opposite corner. This hiding was one day. When she left the police station surrounded by police officers, she wanted to leave the alley and go up, but she was keenly aware of a girl standing beside Li Yexing.

Her hair is like ink, her skin is like fat, her lips are red like peony, her eyes are like frost, she is plump and graceful, her waist is so full that she can hold her hand, let alone the elder sister of Hualou in Pingkangfang. Even the nobles in the palace are no less than one ten-thousandth of them. They should be a disaster for the country and the people. If you think about it, you can match the immortal elders and demons who have absorbed the essence of the world, the sun and the moon, and have long been immortal.

His face was cold, but he was somewhat similar to the young master. He could look at the young master's brows, but there was concern hidden. Could it be... is that the young master's wife?

That's right, the young master is already over ten years old. Looking at the white and slender index finger, he must be from a wealthy family. His temperament is as stable as Mount Tai, and his martial arts are top-notch. The matchmakers have to line up from Pingkangfang all the way to the gate of the palace. How can this kind of young master have not yet married a wife?

The steps that had already been taken were slowly retracted. Chu Shiyao stood in the alley, holding her slippers, watching Li Yexing and Bai Muqing walk through the lights together in the dark, and gradually drifted away. Uncomfortable, after a long time, she squeezed out a smiling face and shook her head vigorously.

Chu Shiyao, don't have any unreasonable thoughts about the young master anymore. The young master and his wife are both talented and beautiful, and they are a match made in heaven. Let's look at you again. His wife is absolutely incomparable, let alone... this skin has been destroyed long ago.

The fingers holding the slippers tightened slightly, and then relaxed again. Chu Shiyao turned around and ran into the alley with small steps.

I haven't returned for a day, my benefactor is afraid that I have to worry...

Wait, so it seems that I haven't eaten or drunk for a whole day, and after running back and forth for several hours, I don't feel thirsty or hungry at all, which is really strange.

Even though there was a deliberate memory of the way back, it took Chu Shiyao a lot of time to really return to the original way. After walking into a dead end several times, Chu Shiyao finally returned to the dilapidated, low and messy shanty town When the road in front of her was a little familiar, a faint smile finally appeared on the girl's face. She knew very well that her affection for the young man in her heart might be just a dream of hers. From then on, the two were very close. There may be no more intersections. At present, the most important thing is to find a way to return to Chang'an and complete your revenge!

Of course, before that, you have to say goodbye to the benefactor and the benefactor's mother first. After all, you have received a lot of care. Besides, because the son you love in your heart has already married a wife, so Chu Shi Yao inevitably felt a little sad, and she hoped to confide in the benefactor's family to get rid of the silt in her heart...even if the benefactor's family couldn't understand at all.

The shantytowns in Myitkyina are a large area of ​​self-built houses that the local poor gathered together and built indiscriminately. They may not even have the necessary conditions for living, let alone street lights. , Chu Shiyao had to use the lights in the windows of the houses on both sides of the dirt road, but today, the situation is a little different. I don’t know if it’s her illusion. A large piece of paint.

Inexplicably, a faint sense of uneasiness slowly rose from Chu Shiyao's heart, so she frowned slightly and quickened her pace. Something was heard in the air, it was the man's rough scolding, and the woman's painful and hoarse whimpering.

That's... the voice of my benefactor!

The pace suddenly quickened, Chu Shiyao subconsciously threw away her slippers and ran wildly, accompanied by the dilapidated houses squeezing the narrow dirt road, retreating rapidly on both sides of the field of vision, and saw the only dilapidated house with lights on in the shanty town. Standing was a dark and thin man with a grass root in his mouth and an AK-47 in his hand.

That's... a Bandit during the day? !

On the other side, standing outside the house, listening to the wailing inside, the man holding the AK-47 raised his head, met Chu Shiyao's eyes, and glanced at the hideous scars on Chu Shiyao's arms and legs , he was slightly taken aback, then his face brightened, and he was about to raise his gun to shout something, but saw Chu Shiyao glaring angrily, and rushed towards him with a stride.

In the early morning, she had already used guns like Li Yexing. Although Chu Shiyao didn't understand the killing principle of guns, she knew very well that she must not be pointed at by guns. With one hand, he pushed the muzzle of the gun towards him, and at the same time raised the other hand, folded his arms, and used the inertia of the forward rush to push his elbow hard against the man's chest. Suddenly, there was a burst of bone cracking With a loud sound, the man guarding the door spewed blood from seven holes, flew upside down, hit the wall fiercely, and lost his breath on the spot.

Without even looking at the man who was killed by her elbow, Chu Shiyao rushed straight into the dilapidated house under the dim light, and kicked the man who looked crumbling. The wooden door knocked over, the girl froze.

The furniture was in a mess, the mirrors turned into broken glass and scattered everywhere, the blood flowed wantonly, seeping into the uneven dirt floor, in the pool of blood, the dark-skinned young girl in a red dress was already completely bruised, and her limbs were twisted and crooked. Folding, the smile on that little silly face that was always a bit silly has long since disappeared, and the eyes with dilated pupils are staring straight at the roof of the dilapidated house. Opposite the lifeless petite corpse, the skin The dark-skinned woman collapsed on the ground, her eyes were dazed, her face was full of tears, and blood was dripping below her knees. Beside the woman stood three dark-skinned men with fierce looks, two of whom held guns in their hands, and the one in the middle In his hand, he held a wooden stick that had been beaten to the point of bending and was still dripping with blood.

this... this is...

Well... benefactor?

"Oh, I'm still thinking about where to find you. After all, no matter how you ask these girls, one big and one small, they always say 'I don't know', so I'm really worried about my brothers..." Seeing Chu Shiyao Suddenly kicking over the wooden door and entering the room, the three men were taken aback for a moment, and then turned around together. After seeing the scars on Chu Shiyao's body clearly, they finally had smiles on their faces. He even lightly weighed the wooden stick in his hand and said in Burmese with a chuckle: "For the sake of the brothers' hard work, please obediently follow the brothers back home? Otherwise, the brothers will have to be rough. "

Chapter-44. Crash again

"Shiyao, your father is a man who is indomitable, a hero who cares about the world and helps the world. As his daughter, you should be a dragon and a phoenix among people. You need to know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Mother, be a little bit harder and spend some money. , it doesn't matter, I just hope that one day, when father and daughter can recognize each other, you can hold your head up..."

"That's right, it's really good. It's a pity that you can do such a good job. It's a pity that you are a daughter. If not, even if you are not a descendant of the Chu family, you will be able to get fame and fame in the future. It's you guys who are ignorant! Don't say you can do it Two poems and prose, even the books can’t be read! Dead wood can’t be carved! It’s really dead wood that can’t be carved!”

"Okay! Good! Good! Good! The horse step is deep and the punch is powerful! Although the root bone is a bit weak, it is better than hard work! Chu Shiyao! Good! Very good! I am very lucky to have an apprentice like you! Look at you again! You can’t even compare to a girl! What’s wrong? Did you lose your sanity after drinking yesterday? Or was your body spoiled by the girls in Pingkang Square?! Squat! Squat again! Ah, no need for Chu Shiyao, go under the tree Let's take a rest in the cool, martial arts is not a day's work, if you are exhausted, be careful that your achievements fall short..."

"Well, I have memorized the mantra formulas by heart, and I am familiar with the technique of regulating Qi and the circulation of mana. Obviously, my biological mother is not a magician, but she has such talent. She is not inferior to the younger generation of the Chu family in alchemy. , if... oh... what a pity, why is she a concubine? What a pity..."

"Shiyao, there is one matter for my father that requires your dedication. This is not a matter for my father alone, nor is it a matter for the Chu family or even Zhenmai. This is... a major event in the world, and it is up to you!"

.........................

The light bulb above the head shook slightly, causing the figures projected on the muddy ground and pool of blood to sway slowly. Chu Shiyao, who had already forgotten to breathe, took a deep breath like a drowning person floating out of the water. Seeing the benefactor lying in a pool of blood, the benefactor's mother who was tortured to lose her human form, and the three hideous men, anger rose from the pair of blue-green eyes in an instant. She was about to raise the gun, but she stepped back abruptly, her hands and fingers crossed together.

"Qi to the palm! Qi to the palm! Follow the air door! Pass five fingers! Reach the heart! Help my qi! The spell comes! I must follow it! The curse is like an order! The order is like a law!" There seemed to be flames burning in the green eyes , full of anger and piercing killing intent, as the mantra was read out at an astonishing speed, Chu Shiyao suddenly raised her overlapping hands, and roared out with her palms out, "Thunder in the palm!"

Suddenly, amidst a crackling sound, a gray electric arc burst from between Chu Shiyao's palms, and went straight to the man holding the wooden stick in front of him. With a scream, the man fell to the ground, clenched tightly. The wooden stick kept twitching, and on the other side, at the moment of releasing the spell, a yellow edict with a blood-red incantation emerged from Chu Shiyao's forehead. Suddenly, Chu Shiyao's body went limp and almost collapsed.

Seeing that Chu Shiyao was able to draw thunder with both hands, the room instantly became chaotic. A man with a panicked face subconsciously raised his gun and pulled the trigger directly at Chu Shiyao, but Chu Shiyao suddenly Raising his head, he rushed towards the bullet, and at the same time, using the inertia of his body, he suddenly spun into the air, and the back of his foot stuck to the mud went straight to the man's chin. Seeing this, the man subconsciously wanted to raise his gun to resist, but Chu Shiyao's The kicked leg suddenly curled up, and then kicked out again at a tricky angle, sweeping the muzzle of the gun and hitting the man's temple hard.

Vaguely, there was the sound of bones breaking in the air, and the eyeballs mixed with blood and brains sprayed out of the man's eye sockets, and the man's skull deformed on the spot, and he fell to the ground. At the same time, Chu Shiyao, who landed on the ground, took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and before the last person pointed the gun at her, her fist spun towards that person's chest with twisting force.

There was another sound of bone shattering, and blood spurted from the man's back, splashing all over the wall pasted with old newspapers. After punching the last man through, Chu Shiyao kicked the corpse away, pulled out the Scrambling her right hand covered with broken heart, she turned around, snatched the wooden stick from No.1 who was still twitching, and slammed the man's limbs fiercely until the man Her limbs were all broken, her body could no longer move, and the disgusting smell spread out along the pants, so she viciously threw away the stick covered with sticky blood.

"Don't be afraid, sister, don't be afraid, Shiyao is here, Shiyao is here, don't be afraid..." After killing three men in an instant, Chu Shiyao ran to the benefactor's mother in a panic, knelt down, and looked The other party was covered in knife wounds and knees that had already been smashed, she quickly raised her hands, and while pointing the palms of both hands at her knees, she said in a panic: "Qi returns to palms, Qi returns to palms to follow Qi... Ah! Why can't I use it?" Spell?! If there is a pill in hand..."

Suddenly, the bloody hand raised up and grabbed Chu Shiyao's wrist firmly. Chu Shiyao, who was eager to find a way to perform the healing technique, was subconsciously startled, raised her head, but met her Those dull eyes.

"Why..." With trembling, bloodless lips, the woman was weeping and murmured in Burmese, half stunned, "Why... aren't you here?"

"Sister! Don't be afraid! Shiyao has a solution! Shiyao...Shiyao must have..."

"Why? Why aren't you here?" The five fingers were trembling, but they were clenched tighter and tighter. The woman's empty vision finally had color. It was a piercing hatred, so much hatred that it seemed to burn everything in this world with karmic fire. Chu Shiyao, who stared at Chu Shiyao with her mouth slightly open and flustered expression, her eyes widened suddenly, and she roared heart-piercingly with her already hoarse voice: "The scourge! I shouldn't have saved you! My daughter shouldn’t have saved you either! Suya is dead! Suya was killed by you! Why aren’t you here?! If you were here, Suya wouldn’t die! Won’t die!”

"Give me back my simplicity! Give me back! She's still so young!"

"Give it back to me!"

"give me back..."

Gradually, the voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared, turning into an indistinguishable sob in her throat, as if she had exhausted her last strength, the woman let go of Chu Shiyao's wrist, tilted her neck, and the look in her eyes The deep-rooted hatred dissipated little by little, and finally disappeared invisible with the dilated pupils, leaving only Chu Shiyao kneeling in front of the corpse, maintaining a posture with folded hands, trembling lips but unable to speak a word.

Chu Shiyao couldn't understand what the woman was shouting, but she could understand that look. After all, that look often appeared in the mirror. It was hatred, unforgettable hatred. The people who went down the mountain during the day were obviously running. The only one who followed her was that she unconsciously regarded them as bandits who went down the mountain to plunder during the war. The warmth of being in the benefactor's house and the throbbing in her chest when she looked at the young man made her forget, what is the end of this world? How unreasonable it is!How cruel!

Chu Shiyao killed all her benefactor's family.

The sound of dense footsteps sounded from outside the house, getting closer and closer. The next second, a group of men wearing short shirts of various colors and holding AK-47s rushed into the house noisily and stepped into a pool of blood. Seeing the tragic situation in the room, everyone subconsciously kept quiet until they saw the girl in red dress kneeling on the ground with her back facing them, covered with bruises, they raised their guns in a panic and shouted in Burmese: "No! Move! Stand up! Hands above your head!"

As if her thoughts were interrupted by this voice, the girl whose back was facing the group of armed men trembled slightly. Under the urging, she stood up little by little, and then slowly faced the group of armed men. Slowly turned his head, revealing the distorted smiling face as pale and gray as a corpse, the cracked yellow edict, and the out-of-focus turquoise eyes.

Chapter-45. Invisible tacit understanding