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Chapter 744 A Man Must Wear Military Uniforms To Be Handsome 38
Steve had a very long dream. In the dream, he was depraved and filthy, covered in filth like bedbugs, rolling and frying in the darkness every day. He always thought, why didn’t he just die? ?
That so-called relative, whose nominal father hated him, doted on him on the surface, but secretly tormented him in a different way, and brought those uncles who had never masked their faces, and didn't treat him as a human being at all.

He also cried bitterly and begged for mercy, begging others to let him go, but no one was willing to listen to his plea for help.

Even if he went to the police station, even if he discarded his shame and took out the abuse video they took, no one would listen to him.

One sentence was just for fun, and he turned a blind eye to his despair.

There was no Strmonge in the dream, and his uncle did not help him avenge him. He was not a devil feared by others, but an ant who was ravaged and tortured by others.

On his 20th birthday, that man held a grand birthday party for him. Most of the people who came had touched him and hurt him. They just smiled and looked at him, standing at the brightest light of the party. Down, but the back is filthy and terrifying.

Too miserable and hopeless, and too dirty.

Are there any heroes in this world?
There are heroes, right?

But where is the hero...why can't he be saved?
Others were looking forward to the future in bright and bright days, but he fell from the forty-story building alone, and the blood splashed and splashed was so red, and it was not stained by his filthy body at all, which is great.

Life is just a few decades, and all cognitive perceptions determine what kind of life we ​​live. If the pain is unbearable to the extreme, who would not be able to live?

Steve was a little confused, the picture in the dream was too clear, he could feel the pain one by one, the humiliation was unwilling to despair, he almost doubted that those were real.

But he also remembered that his uncle, the son of Strmonge, had been standing behind him all the time. At a young age, he was able to beat all the heroes of W City to stand at the top of both black and white, and even...

even what...

By the way, they are all afraid of him, because he can kill, he has killed many people...

because……

Eh?Why did he kill...

Because... because... By the way, because they all bullied him!
The Pandora's box was opened, and the sealed memories gushed out. Steve's eyes widened, and he accepted those memories that were no different from his dreams in a stiff and numb manner.

It turned out that he was really such a dirty person.

He deserves to die, no, he is already dead, why is he still alive?

Who pulled him back from hell... Who avenged him?

Including that 'uncle' of Stremonge... His mother is just a crazy woman controlled by delusion, an oriental woman, how could she be Stremonge from Country Y.

He has been ignorant for 12 years, and the deep hatred is engraved in his soul. Even though he has no memory, even though he is glorified in the falsehood, he still spent four years planning, and blood stained City W.

If there is no hero in this world, then let him become a hero.

I suddenly thought of that fierce woman, I don't know why, I want to get close to her when I see her, I have a very complicated and heart-wrenching feeling.

Looking at her, thinking about her, my mind is so full that I can forget the whole world.

She is his hero, right?
……

The swelling pain on his face became more and more obvious, Steve's dull eyes flickered, and gradually accommodated a figure clearly.

"Oh, finally woke up, I thought you lost your mind and went crazy, uncle!"

Steve looked at her blankly, and finally smiled warmly.

This is the truth, the cruel reality, you can save me, right, my hero!

(End of this chapter)