Ring of Rebirth

City A Municipal Hospital, Ward 302.

Xuelang suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the hospital bed like a nimble cheetah, and reflexively turned his hands to his lower back.With his hands empty, he was stunned, his cold eyes lost focus for an instant.

"Wolf cub, without your hands, you are a waste." A second ago, Ling Yun bent down and looked at him with a smile on his face. In seconds, he pulled the trigger sharply between his eyebrows.

"Dead?" His voice was slightly hoarse because the body had been sleeping on the hospital bed for three days.

Snow Wolf pressed the center of his eyebrows with his thumb, and the sharp pain that the bullet penetrated instantly seemed to still be left.He paused, then slipped his hand down to touch his neck, it was empty and there was nothing.

"Heh..." He twitched the corners of his mouth, looked up at the closed door of the ward, thought for a while, and then shifted his gaze to his hands.

As far as the eye can see, the ten fingers are extremely slender and delicate.

A pair of useless hands.

The contempt that flashed across Snow Wolf's eyes was obvious.

He raised his hands to his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked over and over again. After a long time, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his voice was cold and distant: "Reborn?"

In the last life, Snow Wolf died a worthless death.

It's not that he doesn't know that the mission assigned to him by the old man in South Africa is to let him rush into the fire pit.But it doesn't matter, this life was originally given by the old man, and to Snow Wolf, it doesn't make much sense to live one more day or one less.

But he never thought about it, or maybe he had thought about it a long time ago but didn't expect that things would come so directly and so quickly.I was not killed by others in the mission, but by the old man. From the age of 4 to 25, his value to the Gu family and the BOF Bureau is only 21 years.

What's more, he didn't expect that the person who took good care of him when he grew up would be the one who shot him in the end.

Snow Wolf looked unpredictable.

His own arms were blown off, and the center of his eyebrows blossomed. He really died a tragic death.In terms of ruthlessness, he finally admitted for the first time that no one who could live in the "first floor" was weaker than him.

Before he died, Snow Wolf clearly remembered those instant cold eyes and that merciless confrontation when his partners for nearly ten years helped him into the ambush site.

Holding his neck, Xuelang turned his head and scanned the ward with a blank face.

Before he died, he was used to being alone, used to all environments, good or bad, but he was not used to having a pair of useless hands on his body.

In the last life, the hand can be said to be all the meaning of his existence and all proof of his existence.As Ling Yun said, without his hands, he is a waste.

Xuelang half leaned on the hospital bed, turned his head to look at the autumn sunshine outside the window, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

He had no idea about himself in the previous life.

Even the useless way of death in the end didn't cause much hatred to Snow Wolf.

After all, the Gu family once gave him a life and a luxurious enough life. He is useless, and of course the other party has the right to take that life back. No matter what method is used, he has nothing to do with it.

On the bed, I turned my head to look at the autumn sunshine outside the window, and squinted my eyes comfortably.

He had no idea about himself in the previous life.

Even the useless way of death in the end didn't cause much hatred to Snow Wolf.

After all, the Gu family once gave him a life and a sufficiently luxurious life. If he is useless, the other party has the right to take that life back. No matter what method is used, he has nothing to worry about.

Besides, he was originally a person with no relatives, no reason, and no thoughts, and he had suffered a few hard lives in his hands during the decades of missions, so it was probably a blessing to die a second early.

Snow Wolf tilted his head slightly, his black hair brushed his ears, he wanted to smoke a cigarette or drink strong wine.

A man like him has been reborn.

Snow Wolf thought it was very funny. Does this mean that God wanted to let him live again after seeing him die so badly?

Habitually clasping his hands and fingers together, he flexed his left and right thumbs expressionlessly, his eyes dimmed: "What's your name..."

"Oh go! My dear brother, you are finally willing to open your eyes!" The door of the ward was kicked open.

Tang Nian puffed her cheeks, shouted exaggeratedly, held the phone in one hand, and squeezed a two-bitten apple in the other, rushed to the hospital bed at lightning speed, and almost put her entire face on Tang Yuan's, looking mean She winked at him: "Xiao Yuan, Mom said you won't—oh, oh! My hand! Hand! Broken, broken! Broken—oh shit—!"

With a wolf howl, Tang Nian's left hand holding the apple was removed neatly.

The apple that lacked two bites of flesh rolled away far away.

Snow Wolf, who had the same face as Tang Nian, turned his hand and picked up the fruit knife next to him, with the tip of the knife facing his palm, turned the blade over, and slashed towards the main artery on the side of Tang Nian's neck with no expression on his face.

Tang Nian: "!!!"

When the fruit knife touched Tang Nian's neck, it suddenly reflected light.

Xuelang looked coldly at the completely strange, young face on the blade that belonged to him and completely coincided with the facial features of the child in front of him. There was a flash of light in his unmoving eyes, with a vigilant coldness and a sharp murderous look: "Who are you?"

"Tang Yuan, are you fucking out of your mind?!" Tang Nian bared his teeth, watching his neck turn red, and the hairs all over his body wanted to pull out his pores and stand upside down. Left arm, screaming frantically: "I'm your brother! Fuck! Doctor! Doctor! What's wrong with my brother?!"

"Tang Yuan?" Xue Lang raised his eyebrows, and after a moment of silence, he flicked his hand. The fruit knife spun sharply and sank into the apple flesh rolling into the corner. He stared at Tang Nian's slightly slanted eyes and nodded. , with a half-smile, repeated in a low voice: "My name is Tang Yuan, and you are my elder brother."

Tang Nian: "..."

It became a hideous scar.

Snow Wolf lowered his head and slowly clenched his hands, the black cat is probably dead too...

He raised his head and let out a breath, turned over and got out of bed, picked up the fruit knife on the ground, and took a bite of the apple.

Snow Wolf leaned against the window and looked down, chewing the pulp one bite at a time: "This should be City A in five or six years, right?"

Encountering such an unreasonable thing, he couldn't say that there was no fluctuation in his heart, but after he calmed down, his expression finally relaxed.

Since God wants him to do it all over again, maybe he can really walk around this world again with this brand new identity, without bullets, without accepting any missions, and no longer being a lone wolf lurking in the dark, just Simply live a normal life.

There is no vengeance to avenge, no grace to answer.

The Gu family's relationship with him and his relationship with the Gu family has been cleared up in the previous life.