Bengtie: A card pool character who gives knives to players

But after all, he is still a child.

When asked about her parents, Azilina's eyes dimmed.

It was the younger Zeno who answered the question first.

"Mom and Dad left a long time ago. They went to a very far place and haven't come back yet."

Shiluwa: “…”

Azilina: "...Well, they'll come back eventually, Zeno."

Shiluwa: "So, you've actually been taking care of your brother all by yourself? It's really hard."

"It's not hard."

Azilina shook her head without hesitation.

"This is my responsibility as a sister, but things aren't going well right now. I'm afraid one day..."

"Zeno is still young. I can't even imagine him living alone in the lower class."

Shiluwa touched Azilina's head and gently dispelled her concerns.

"Don't worry, the blockade of the upper and lower levels has ended. The Silvermane Guard will once again shoulder their unfulfilled responsibilities."

"Then you siblings won't have to worry about your safety anymore."

"That's right."

Jeppard walked into the inner room, a gentle smile appearing on his cold and resolute face.

"Zeno, you are still young and need your sister's protection. This is normal."

"But when you grow up, don't forget everything your sister has done for you."

"You must also learn to protect your family in your own way and become your sister's support."

Zino nodded heavily: "I understand! Zino will definitely protect his sister in the future!"

Xing looked left and right, and the atmosphere became a little heavy.

"Azilina, you two should have a good rest. I and Brother Tiewei still have things to do, so let's stop here for now."

Chapter 133 Boy, I really need to control you

The three of them walked out of the inner room and found that Natasha and Lingzhou were still busy with the patients and the injured, so they did not disturb them.

After arriving at a secluded corner outside the clinic, Shiluwa had a complicated look in her eyes.

"Brother, what you just said, are you really thinking?"

"certainly."

Jeppard didn't think twice.

"This is definitely not a momentary insight; it's what I've always thought about."

"People can't always face problems alone, and can't always live under someone's wings."

"When you're struggling, you shouldn't keep everything to yourself. At the very least... you should lean on those close to you."

Xiluwa's nose felt a little sour: "...You are really worthy of it, brother..."

Jeppard was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Your sister said you're arrogant... You're tired of it. Just say what you want to say. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Xing put her left hand on her waist, and a happy arc appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Look, even Xing can see it."

Shiluwa glared at Jeppard and couldn't help laughing.

"You have the nerve to accuse me of hiding something when you yourself aren't being candid at all."

"..."

Jeppard subconsciously avoided looking away and moved to the side unnaturally.

"We are a family after all."

Shiluwa stopped teasing him, stretched herself and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xing, bro, I changed my mind."

"Yeah, cancel the plan to get on the bus. I've seen it a long time ago." Xing said with certainty.

As early as yesterday when they separated, Lingzhou had predicted today.

Not surprising at all.

Maybe Lingzhou used to be a psychologist.

Having been exposed in one sentence, Xiluwa did not find it strange, and her smile became even more intense.

She hadn't spoken yet, but Jeppard explained with a serious look in his eyes.

"Sister, I just want you to let go of the burden of the past. I don't mean to force you to stay."

"Don't worry, brother. I didn't choose to stay just because I was moved. This was after a long and careful consideration."

Shiluwa looked towards the clinic, and her tone became much more relaxed.

"This trip to the lower district, Lingzhou and you, have made me completely understand one thing—"

"The reason I wanted to leave Beloberg was more out of a desire to escape..."

"That's a sign of immaturity, and it doesn't fit with my rock 'n' roll philosophy of following my heart."

"Whenever I encounter complicated interpersonal relationships, whether it's Cocolia or trivial family matters, I always subconsciously avoid them."

"From today on, I will be my true self. The first step is to delete the word 'escape' from my vocabulary."

"After all—I have a broad shoulder that I can lean on, right, bro?"

Jeppard nodded without hesitation.

Shiluwa's eyes fell on the guitar hanging on her shoulder. She slowly took it off and gently stroked the surface with her fingertips.

“Seeing the current situation of the lower-class residents, I realized that I might be able to make some contribution to this city and its people.”

"But before that..."

Shiluwa gripped the neck of the guitar tightly with both hands and slammed it to the ground without any warning.

With a loud, crisp bang, the guitar broke into pieces.

"Sister..." Jeppard pursed his lips slightly.

Xiluwa silently picked up the fragments on the ground, walked to the trash can not far away, and threw them in.

She clapped her hands together, a look of relief on her face.

"It's just a farewell ceremony, you're not scared, are you?"

Xing smiled and spread his hands.

Jeppard: "Are you happy?"

"It was very satisfying, haha. The only regret is that I couldn't see that guy's ugly angry expression."

Xiluwa lifted her long golden hair that was scattered on her shoulders and smiled brightly.

"Well, from now on, that cowardly Silva is completely dead."

① “Once you accept your own weakness, you are invincible.”

② "If Cocolia knew this in hell, her face would probably turn red with rage."

③ "What a shame! I thought there would be another caring older sister on the train."

"Oh my god, I was attacked by the memory of the dead!"

When he saw option one, Ah Xian couldn't help but slap himself on the forehead.

I was eating at the time and believed the advice of the viewers in the live broadcast room, so I ran to watch the Chinese version.

As a result, he was almost choked to death by lightning.

"I still can't determine the composition of the writing team. When will I be able to stop seeing the memes and stop laughing?"

【Hello, when Lingzhou was stabbed. 】

???

"Your mother..."

Ah Xian held back his thoughts in time, opened the drawer, took out something from it, and put it in front of the camera.

"Kid, I really need to control you...eh?!"

When Ah Xian saw clearly what was in his hand, his eyes jumped violently.

Oh shit!

I got so angry when I saw that comment that I took something I shouldn't have.

I originally wanted to take out the air conditioner remote control...

At this moment, the barrage in the entire live broadcast room turned into a series of long question marks.

Densely packed, covering the entire area.

Among them, there are very few words.

【Super administrator is ecstatic! 】

【Hey, why did the color of my barrage turn yellow? 】

[Ah Xian, you can actually pull this thing out? ]

The super administrator was indeed happy.

However, before he could issue a warning card, he heard Ah Xian's righteous words that almost made him fall to the ground.

"What kind of hair salon are you getting your hair cut in? Have you ever seen a purple microphone?"

"I used this microphone for a live broadcast last year. Why are you putting question marks? Could it be..."

"You bunch of lecherous people, do you think it's a dick?"

While speaking, Ah Xian calmly put the purple microphone back into the drawer.

Just stuff it right inside.

Prevent you from taking the wrong one again.

"The one just now, the one with the sutra called Tang Monk!"

Ah Xian did not take the wrong thing this time. He took out the air conditioner remote control and pointed it at the camera, while his other hand raised the Husky finger.

"Listen, under my control, the next time you do needlework, your family will break into your house!"

"Next time I go on a safari, the toilet will flood, and there won't be any paper towels in the toilet!"

[I'm so funny! Such a cruel control!]

If I were caught sewing, my life would be over. (Sad.)

[An incredible ID! One dares to use it, the other dares to read it.]

"Give me some more jokes, I love to see them. There was no joke when my Lingzhou Naogong got stabbed. There couldn't have been a knife!"

"Thanks to the Admiral who is still stubbornly opening it!"

"Boss, you are generous. I wish you, the hard-talking boss, to become a Taoist monk and nourish your roots when you are rich, or to become a screen watcher and work hard when you are poor. Bang bang hard!"

Still stubborn: [???]

To gather women, you...well!

Fortunately, he is not poor.

Lingzhou had a knife wrapped around his body.

When the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, Ah Xian will definitely be autistic, squatting in the corner, drawing circles and cursing the screenwriter, and dropping little pearls continuously, right?