The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

In fact, since he woke up again, Xing Haiyin has hardly thought about the organization's affairs. He jokes with the data that claims to be the system, and acts as if he doesn't care about anything. But in fact, it doesn't mean that he is really so careless. If he is really so careless, he probably won't live to this day.

Not to mention the enemies he had made, even the hatred accumulated from the previous generation was enough to kill him without a burial place. The gentleman's blatant favoritism towards him, although in the name of taking care of him, actually put him in the spotlight.

It cannot be avoided.

Be killed, or kill others.

This is inevitable.

After confirming that the person behind him had caught up, Xing Haiyin took out the folding knife he carried with him and used his sleeve to hide it to block the flash of cold light. Although he couldn't get a handy weapon now and could only make do with a knife he bought casually, he actually preferred to use these cold weapons.

Even in the days when he had to live on the edge of a knife, he was not used to carrying only a gun. This was more of a form of protection.

At least for now, even if he could never break away from the organization in his life, he didn't want to come into the organization's sight again.

Pulling up his hood to cover his conspicuous hair, the boy's thin figure flashed and quickly turned the corner of the alley.

The man who noticed that the other party had sped up hesitated for two seconds, but finally chose to speed up and catch up.

After all, the other party was not the dreaded killer, but just an unlucky guy who happened to see him dumping a body. Although he was somewhat similar to Ricardo, it was probably just a coincidence.

The man remembered that he had seen that popular kid on the training ground a few years ago. At that time, Ricard was too young, too aggressive and aggressive towards everyone, and that gentleman turned a blind eye to some of the things he did.

Really, it's really unpleasant.

At that time, he had just received a code name, and it was time to establish authority for his subordinates, but he did not like to listen to those gossips, nor did he feel afraid to offend anyone. Except for Gin, who had been dubbed as the topkiller, and a few people who had seen the organization more often, he basically had no fear of other people.

So he was instigated by Vermouth to find the unhappy boy.

He then broke three ribs and spent nearly a month in the organization's in-house hospital.

Thinking of this, the man felt a dull pain in his ribs, but he couldn't get the upper hand in this matter. Although there was no explicit rule that code name members were not allowed to kill each other, basically every code name member, or it could be said that every lower-level staff knew it tacitly.

Not to mention that if the matter gets out of hand, Mr. will just stand behind Ricard. Even if he really has to share the responsibility, he will most likely suffer the loss in silence.

After all, he was the one who provoked first.

Later he found out that Ricardo had just been released from the hospital because he had a fight with Gin. Both of them were in the ICU for more than half a month. This was the reason for the sudden increase in the workload.

Gin also broke three of Ricardo's ribs.

He was so angry that he laughed.

But he didn't have any resentment. After all, he was not as skilled as the other person, and it was already embarrassing that he couldn't beat a little kid. If he lost his life because of causing trouble, it would be a loss.

Thinking of this, the man took out the pistol hidden under his coat and decided to give the kid a quick kill.

Maybe the kid should be grateful to him. If Ricardo noticed his face, he might tear off the kid's face.

That would be a big punishment for the boss.

Although he was a desperado with many deaths on his hands, his tolerance for this underage kid was unusually high.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not studying hard and climbing over the wall to skip school.

The man leaned against the wall with his gun in hand, half of his body exposed, looking at the road on the other side of the alley.

No one is empty.

And it’s a dead end.

In the shadows not far from the alley, Xing Haiyin looked at the man leaving in confusion, his mouth covered by a not-so-weak hand, preventing him from making any sound.

"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

Feeling the touch on his cheek, Xing Haiyin looked away. The hood fabric blocked part of his vision, causing him to not be able to see the face of the person behind him, but he could clearly feel the trembling from the other person.

Not only the arms, but also the body of the other person who was close to him began to tremble.

Obviously, she was the one who was afraid, right? She actually told him not to be afraid.

Xing Haiyin was very sensitive to malicious intent, and could detect anyone with even the slightest bad intention. So when the kid suddenly covered his mouth and took him to hide in a corner, his body did not show any stress reaction.

strangeness.

Could he be so insensitive just because someone approached him without any ill intentions?

If Xinghaiyin had not blocked the system voice at this time, he would be able to hear the system's New Year-like atmosphere and the prompt sound of the significant increase in energy.

But unfortunately, there is no if.

Xing Haiyin cooperated very well and didn't move. He raised his hand and patted the other person's arm soothingly. His fingertips touched the other person's warm skin. He was extremely uncomfortable with other people getting close to him, and he hadn't had such close contact with anyone for a long time.

He didn't react just now, but now that he has reacted, he has to suppress his subconscious counterattack, otherwise this kind-hearted child would probably die.

The former criminal who was taught to protect girls thought so and watched the man with a gun leave. He heard the girl behind him breathe a sigh of relief and then let go of his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Xinghai, I was so anxious. Did I hurt you?" The girl looked at him with concern before she recovered. Her beautiful eyes were clean and bright, and pure and clear. "I just saw that person following you on the road over there. I followed you because I was afraid you were in danger."

Huh? That guy was following me so obviously?

This made him doubt his previous judgment.

Is the threshold for organizing so low now?

Looking at the girl in front of him with a face full of relief, Xing Haiyin tilted his head, "Thank you, but do we know each other?"

"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm from the class next to yours." The girl smiled brightly. "We haven't met before, but I heard my friends mention you before."

"My name is Mao Lilan, please give me your guidance."