Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 115 I like you, be my girlfriend!

Photo!

Jiang Lang's breathing suddenly became rapid. He had heard at the Spark Research Institute that Liu Xiu had photos of the arrest of the Mo Li team, and he had been thinking about this ever since. If it weren't for the need to be safe, he would have already sneaked in to search for or even ask for them.

I never imagined that these photos would end up in front of me in this way!

He followed Liu Xiu's hand, flipping through the pages one by one.

Because of the memory invasion, he could clearly sense Liu Xiu's emotions. When looking through the photos, he only felt impatient and restless, showing no intention of lingering for these strangers.

Jiang Lang became very emotional as he looked at the photos.

These are all his former comrades-in-arms.

Now, however, they are presented to him in all sorts of tragic ways, some dying on the spot, others being executed later.

Each photograph feels like a foot stomping heavily on his fragile nerves.

His almost dormant memories slowly resurfaced, stirring his manic spirit.

Why are they all dead?

I'm the only one still alive!

Jiang Lang wanted to go berserk, but he could only forcefully suppress his already raging nerves, because he had not yet seen the photo he wanted to see.

As Liu Xiu flipped through the pages faster and faster.

His emotions had reached a breaking point, about to explode.

finally----

He saw a photograph.

The woman he longed for was lying on the execution table, staring calmly at the ceiling.

There was a syringe injecting medicine into her arm, and half of the red liquid inside had already been injected.

Even half of it is enough to kill!

"thump!"

Jiang Lang clutched his head, knelt on the ground, feeling an excruciating headache, and let out a painful roar.

Liu Xiu broke free of control and collapsed to the ground, with light continuously emanating from between his brows and entering Jiang Lang's head.

"Bang!"

Jiang Lang's heart was pounding violently. The return of his soul had eased his pain somewhat, but the loss of control over his inner world was making him feel like he was about to collapse.

Having already eliminated several major and lieutenant generals today, and then fought against a terrifying expert like Liu Xiu, his control over his mind and body had long since plummeted to rock bottom.

The final, powerful invasion of the opponent's soul completely exceeded his capacity.

In the turmoil of emotions, the soul finally lost complete control.

Suddenly everything went black, and I was plunged into the inner world.

The manor fell into complete silence.

About five minutes later, a cough broke the silence of the night.

Liu Yun pushed himself up with his hands and stumbled to his feet. He scrambled towards Liu Xiu, checked his breathing, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a syringe from his pocket and injected it into Liu Xiu's jugular vein.

After a while.

Liu Xiu gasped and sat up, half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily. Sweat poured down his forehead, and his face was filled with the shock of surviving a disaster.

He turned to look at the unconscious Jiang Lang, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

But it quickly turned into a helpless self-deprecating laugh: "That kid—he's ruthless! He almost killed me all thanks to his cultivation!"

Liu Yun's expression was somewhat unfriendly: "Dean! Then let's—"

Liu Xiu shook his head: "We're on the same side! You better tone it down! If this kid hadn't shown mercy, we'd both be dead."

Although I'm very reluctant to admit it, that's really how it is.

He could sense that Jiang Lang was out of control. If this kid didn't take the initiative to withdraw his mind, he would allow those external mental forces to run rampant in his head.

In severe cases, it can lead to immediate death; in milder cases, it can cause dementia.

Liu Xiu didn't know either of them who would have a better chance of winning in a normal fight.

But a loss is a loss.

This kid's forceful head-banging and physical invasion of the mind is something I could never do in my entire life.

No wonder she favors him so much; he's someone Su Su trained.

Liu Xiu stood up and glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground: "Liu Yun, go and clean up the mess!"

"good!"

Liu has done a lot of dirty work, but none of it has ever been this extreme. However, he can still handle it if he handles it properly.

Liu Xiu sighed, stuffed a pill into Jiang Lang's mouth, and sat down weakly on the ground, silently hoping that Jiang Lang would not get into trouble.

Originally, I thought I should give Jiang Lang a hard time before we started cooperating.

While testing his abilities, it will also make him understand clearly who is whose father.

The result is now.

Father and son have separated.

Oh shit!

Liu Xiu spat, feeling somewhat defeated.

After honing his skills for ten years, his first attempt nearly broke him.

Damn it, what bad luck!

The influx of refugees into the outskirts of Yunjin settled in refugee camps.

"We've arrived in Yunjin!"

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Su Su smiled and glanced at Jiang Lang: "Take Xiao Yi to find your dad first. If you can't find him, call me and I'll help you find a job to support yourself."

Jiang Lang looked up, his slightly gaunt face trembling slightly: "Sister, I don't want to find my dad. Can I just follow you?"

"It's not that it's impossible, but your sister is only twelve years old. She can't skip school!"

"Too!"

Jiang Lang carefully saved Su Su's number on his cracked phone, said goodbye earnestly, and then carried the sleeping Jiang Yi on his back, walking step by step towards the city.

night.

The rain was pouring down.

Jiang Lang huddled under the awning outside the synthetic meat shop, timidly dialing a number: "Hey! Sister, you said you'd help me find a job, are you still serious?"

Su Su's voice sounded exceptionally gentle on the phone: "Of course it counts, but haven't you already settled in?"

"That's not my home!"

"Where are you?"

"Dawang Butcher Shop by the Qijiang River".

"Wait for me!"

More than twenty minutes later, a car pulled up on the side of the road.

The mature and gentle woman, holding an umbrella, ran quickly over.

Su Su knelt down and gently stroked Jiang Lang's swollen right cheek: "We can support ourselves; we don't need to live off others!"

There was no moon on this rainy night.

But Jiang Lang has his own moon.

"Little Jiang Lang! This is my friend's bar; he's handed it over to me. From now on, you'll be working here—"

"Can I see you here every day?"

"Um?"

Su Su paused for a moment, then smiled and shook her head: "Of course not, I'm very busy!"

Jiang Lang took a deep breath: "Could you give me a job where I can see you every day?"

Su Su chuckled softly, "You want to see me every day?"

Jiang Lang nodded emphatically: "Yes!"

Su Su's expression turned serious: "But distance makes the heart grow fonder. If you could see me every day and see my true face, you would definitely want to run away."

"I won't!"

"Have you thought it through?"

"I've made up my mind!"

"It's very dangerous, it could even be fatal."

"I'm not afraid!"

After a long silence, Su Su nodded seriously: "Then come with me!"

An underground secret laboratory.

Su Su stood before the crowd, her expression somewhat cold and hard: "No matter how grand the plan, individuals have the right to choose not to be sacrificed. Have you really thought this through? This is your last chance to back out. If you choose to stay, you are entrusting your lives to me."

Su Su seemed unusually unfamiliar today, inspiring fear and making people afraid to look her in the eye.

Perhaps she was too intimidating, because in the end most of the people left.

The remaining small group underwent extremely rigorous selection and training.

During this period, some people were forced to withdraw due to insufficient talent, while others suffered mental breakdowns and went insane.

In the end, only three people remained.

These three people grew at lightning speed under Su Su's devilish training program.

However, two of them have developed severe mental disorders and tremble all over whenever they see Su Su.

Therefore, Su Su can keep her distance from them and arrange for someone to provide psychological counseling.

Jiang Lang also trembled.

However, this applies only during the training process.

Whenever he had free time during his cultivation, he would go to see Su Su.

That night.

He arrived at her door with a big smile, carrying her favorite passion fruit beer despite his injuries.

Su Su finally couldn't suppress her doubts any longer: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Why should I be afraid of you? There is no one in this world who treats me better than you.

Jiang Lang didn't stand on ceremony at all and sat down on her soft sofa.

Su Su chuckled and put her arm around his shoulder: "You're so sensible, let your older sister dote on you!"

Jiang Lang blushed and couldn't utter a word.

Su Su gently touched his wound with heartache: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

"You've got shivering, how could it not hurt? Lie down, I'll apply some medicine for you."

"Bang!"

Su Su opened the door and glanced worriedly at Jiang Lang, whose face was pale: "How did it feel to kill someone for the first time?"

"Um----"

Jiang Lang's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Su Su's gaze softened as she pulled him by the wrist and led him to the living room.

Completely disregarding the fact that she was only wearing a tank top, she helped him lie down on his side and rest his head on her lap.

One person is sitting.

One person is lying down.

I sat there quietly all night.

That day.

For the first time, the four houses of Jianglang had a combined score of over 80, which made everyone very happy, and they all drank a lot of wine.

Including Su Su.

Jiang Lang, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, stood before Su Su amidst the shoving of several people: "Crazy woman!"

"What did you call me?"

"elder sister!"

"That's more like it! Speak quickly if you have something to say!"

"I like you, will you be my girlfriend?"

"what?"

Su Su was in a daze for a long time, then suddenly chuckled, "How old are you? Do you even know what a girlfriend is?"

Jiang Lang, still drunk, was quite dissatisfied: "I'm nineteen already, how come I didn't know? I like you, I like you a lot! And I'm very capable, I can protect you!"

Su Su smiled slightly: "How can you be so sure you like me?"

"I'm absolutely certain that I want to be with you every single day."

"But when I tortured you, I showed no mercy whatsoever! And I only used you as a tool to achieve my goals—"

"That's for my own good!"

"Little Jiang Lang!"

Su Su suddenly became serious: "In the terminology of the old era, what you have is called Stockholm syndrome."

Jiang Lang was a little angry: "No! I really like you."

"Then prove it to me!"

"How can you prove it!"

"You're only slightly drunk right now, so what you say might not be the truth. If you drink ten more bottles and can still say you like me, how about I be your girlfriend?"

So Jiang Lang drank it.

He passed out before he even finished the seventh bottle.

Memories that should have been hazy are now much clearer.

He vaguely felt two soft, plump lips covering his own.

The kiss was fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Su Su's voice was very soft: "Little Jiang Lang, you can't like me, okay? I'm not a good woman, and—we're destined to separate."

The final scene.

It shows footage of Su Su being executed by lethal injection.

"what!"

Jiang Lang suddenly woke up and looked around in confusion.

As if he had thought of something, he slumped against the wall.

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