The best wife and evildoer

Chapter 152 She's in my heart (4)
Blood race, with sensitive senses, any perception will be magnified in the nerves, a fight, the smell of blood is pervasive, what kind of temptation is this for a person who is addicted to blood?How should he control himself?
Yan Feimo originally had blue eyes, but they turned blood red in the forbearance and gradual madness.Staggering to a child who had just fallen down, seeing the bright red from the wound, seeing the begging of the child whose eyes were not closed, Yan Feimo squatted down with a thud in his throat, and bit his mouth open. On the blood vessels in the child's neck.

The child's eyes widened, from expectation to panic and then to despair, and he uttered two words weakly: monster!
Yan Feimo opened his red eyes, froze and fell to the ground, leaving two lines of tears of regret and muttering to himself: "I'm not a monster, I'm not a monster!"

With a sound of "poof", a sharp knife was stuck in the child's chest, his hands were weak and drooped, and he bid farewell to the world.

"You are not a monster. You are just different from ordinary people. That is your advantage. You should be grateful for the privilege that God has given you, and make good use of it, so that those who spurn you will regret it!" The slightly childish tone, but what he said It's harsh words that don't match your age.

A little girl covered in blood appeared before Yan Feimo's eyes, apparently only ten years old.The girl took a step forward and pulled out the sharp knife neatly. She didn't care about Yan Feimo's blood-red eyes, exposed fangs and blood stains on her mouth. Ya: "It's so sharp. You have a unique capital, and you look older than me. Why do you worry about other people's words? Since he is your prey, enjoy it. In this world, only the strong can survive."

"Shh, someone!" Yan Feimo stretched out his hand and pressed the girl to the ground, "Looking for you?"

The little girl cautiously fell to the ground and looked around with her breath held: "You are more vigilant than me, so I don't have to worry about you. I'll deal with it. He's yours now. Leave after you're done."

The girl jumped up like a rabbit as she spoke, and ran towards the source of the sound without looking back.

Yan Feimo stared closely at the thin figure that disappeared in front of his eyes, saying that you are not a monster warmed his whole heart.He has always understood the principle of the strong preying on the weak, but at a childlike age, he doesn't want to get involved in the adult world too early, but now it seems that his little bit of unbearable heart seems redundant, because no matter what, someone will eventually regard him as a monster.Is it a monster?What about monsters?He wants to make the world crawl under his feet and become the king of the world. At that time, who will dare to call him a monster?At this moment, epiphany.Turning around, without the slightest hesitation, he threw himself at the child behind him.

Since then, he never met the little girl who fought bloody battles again, but he firmly remembered the girl's unwavering black eyes, which were beautiful, very beautiful.

Until many years later, the "First Mercenary Group" was active all over the world and came into his sight.A mercenary named "Blood Fox" rose to fame, and all the perfect murders and sophisticated political calculations were written by a woman, and Yan Feimo began to pay attention.

With this attention, appreciation arose from the bottom of his heart. Although he had never fought against each other before, those perfect and undefeated records made Yan Feimo love talents.Until that day, passing by people in the subway station, the ruthlessness of the woman in the sniper rifle lens and her final death, those unwilling eyes overlapped with dusty memories, but the opportunity for confirmation has been missed. The only and greatest regret in his heart.

Meeting An Qianxi, paying attention to An Qianxi was purely accidental.It is not uncommon to have a dual personality, and it is not uncommon for a strong personality to be a bit self-defense, but it would be unimaginable to fight against yourself.He has never seen a dual personality so powerful that he can use "Shunpo", and there are very few people in the world who can do this kind of stunt.It's unbelievable to resurrect a soul from a dead body, but the world is full of wonders. He just confirmed that there are two different souls in An Qianxi's body.

Until that night, a woman named Su Ju appeared in front of the two of them, and after listening to An Qianxi's conversation with the woman, Yan Feimo felt that his question finally had an answer.

Su Qian, the current An Qianxi is actually Su Qian, right?Now that I know the name, and based on what happened that year, it is easy to find out the truth.I just don't want Shura to bring so many photos, so many little girls of the same age who disappeared in the same year?But what surprised him was that there was her in the photo, the little girl he had always cared about.So now, only the final decision is left.

There was a knock on the door, and Yan Feimo raised his eyes: "Come in."

"Master, someone brought it here, you..."

"Bring it in." My heart was a little excited, Su Ju, don't let me down.

The gray-haired woman was brought in, trembling and not daring to look up. Is this year a Tai Sui?How could someone kidnap such a bad old woman like her?Could it be that the young lady was bumped into by someone when she gave her money that day?But as soon as I entered the magnificent hall, I felt a little dizzy. Such a family doesn't seem to care about the little money, right?So……

Su Ju Zhan Weiwei raised his head, and was stunned when he saw it: "Mr., sir?"

Yan Feimo cut straight to the point, raised the photo in his hand and asked Su Ju, "Look carefully, do you know this girl?"

Su Ju squinted her eyes and looked up: "Sir, my eyes are not very good and I can't see clearly."

Shu Luomei took a step forward, and consciously took the photo and handed it to the woman: "Is it clear now?"

Su Ju took the photo, lowered her head and took a closer look, unexpectedly, her hands trembled violently, her body was unsteady and she backed away, and the photo in her hand was thrown to the ground: "Monster, monster! First, sir... I don't want to see this Monster, I don't want it!"

The word "monster" entered Yan Feimo's heart, and he felt a sudden throbbing pain. He raised his blue eyes and stared coldly, "Is she your daughter?"

"No, no, I don't have such a daughter, I don't have such a daughter..."

"I'll ask again, is she your daughter?" Sen Han's tone raised, Su Ju trembled all over, her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

"No, no, yes, yes yes yes, it's my daughter. I don't know what evil I did to give birth to such a monster. Sir, you don't know, she, she can spell, she can do whatever she wants Intention to let the things around her be used by her. This is how my husband and I were killed by her, you say, isn’t it a sin to have such a daughter?”

"Your husband? Wasn't your husband killed by her?" Abandoning the child just because he is different?Is there such a thing as a mother?

"Yes, my husband and I were loving each other and had a happy life. But suddenly one day, I just found out that I was pregnant, and I was about to tell my husband the good news. I didn't expect..." My eyes turned red when I said this , leaving two lines of muddy tears, "I didn't expect that the good news was not reported, but I received the news of my husband's death."

(End of this chapter)