My life can't be a harem game!

With his explanation, Yui finally knew and understood all the answers, and all the mysteries became clear.

The clown was not the original owner of this place. He was a test subject and a guinea pig just like all the other children here. The only difference between him and the others was that he was lucky. After an experimental accident, he lost his original body and was replaced by a body of flesh like this.

It can use corpses to form a body, and then use itself as the brain of the corpse, commanding it just like a natural body...

He killed the original owner, gathered all the remaining trainees, and announced new rules, which completely transformed Purgatory into a real hell. Screams and cries became the real theme here.

He considers himself as a higher level evolver. Whenever someone below rebels, he can easily survive, assemble a powerful corpse, and fight back again...

What I received, I give a hundredfold!

The advantage is that you can control the corpse as easily as with your own arms, and you can fully use your strong body to enjoy the wonderful things between men and women.

The downside is that every time the corpse is pierced, the brain explodes, or the heart is pierced, the pain will be transmitted to his original body without any residue.

Every rebellion will become the prelude to new rules for Purgatory, with no exceptions, big or small, all of which are included.

Listening to the masked man's story, the clown in thigh state kept shaking, but he was speechless, because what this man who suddenly appeared said was exactly his past.

Why did he know something that even the most experienced trainers didn't know?

"So, the thing that has been holding us captive and molesting us is actually something like this?"

Yui held the gun tightly with both hands, her eyes widened to their maximum, her teeth gnashing with hatred, blood streaking in them. Is there anything more ridiculous in this world than being imprisoned by a mass of flesh that can only move, has no body that can be assembled, and can't even go to the toilet?

"I'm going to burn it!"

"Cut him up, I want to eat the boiled meat!"

"So many people died because of this piece of meat. Go to hell, go to hell now!"

The crowd was filled with emotion. As the most direct victims, the children's eyes were red. They were stabbed with needles every day. Some girls became toilets, and some became corpses...

boom!boom!

Some children who were not so cool-headed picked up a pistol from the dead trainer and shot at the piece of meat not too far away.

Being blown up is naturally the final way for this thing to end, but the person who ends up...

The bullet was hit back by the thick black iron rod, and the masked man's body didn't even tremble slightly. Except for his arms that waved a few times invisibly just now, the rest of his body stood as tall as a statue.

"You didn't kill him with all your strength, Yui, she did!"

In this way, the final right to execute the death penalty fell into Yui's hands.

Without thinking, she raised the gun, but all she caused was the clown's scream, leaving only her thigh area.

"Wait, you can't kill me. I celebrated a happy birthday for you and tried to let you go twice. Remember the performance I gave you on your birthday..."

Completely different from the voice of hatred, its sincere words seemed to move Yui. She was stunned for a moment, and then the Desert Eagle in her hand fell to the ground with a loud sound...

She lowered her head, shook her head, and finally turned around. This time she did not cover her body, allowing them to be exposed to the sun.

The clown was stunned, then breathed a sigh of relief.

The children were puzzled and shouted for her to come back.

Only the masked man remained standing, watching her shake her head, watching her turn around, watching her take out a few Type 54 pistols that were much smaller than the Desert Eagle from the trainer, and then...

Bang!

After seven or eight gunshots, Yui threw away the USA in her hand, looked at the standing muscular man, and said indifferently.

"The recoil of that gun was too strong. I could only fire one shot at most, which was not enough to relieve my anger..."

This is right, this is you...

"Justice is very pleased with your marksmanship, so tell me your wishes and I will do my best to help you."

"Then please take off your mask."

Yui made the request without any pause, but what was faster than her was the smiling mask on his face that fell off, without any delay, and landed directly on the ground.

A somewhat young face appeared in front of everyone, coupled with that strong body, the sense of incongruity was extremely strong.

But that face made Yui stunned.

"You, are you still alive?"

"Yes, I'm still alive."

"Then the other people who were dealt with with you also became like you?"

"No, they are dead."

"Because of the medicine?"

"No, I killed them."

"why?"

"Because justice is like this, justice says so. If taking the life of another can relieve the pain, then take it? This is my justice, Yuunosuke's justice, the absolutely correct... justice."

Looking at this boy whose body was as simple as a monster, but whose smile was still simple and honest, as if he had never changed, Yui, who was always eloquent, fell silent. Maybe his justice was twisted, but it was this twisted justice that saved herself and everyone else. If she denied the justice of the masked man in this situation, she would be denying herself...

"Where are you going to take us next? Are you going to continue to imprison us and sell us? Or are you going to recruit a new group of people and rebuild Purgatory?"

"You are right about one thing. I do want to rebuild, but not to rebuild Purgatory. I want to rebuild the righteous killer organization 'Burial Flowers'. That is the righteous killer organization founded by my master!"

Is there justice among killers? Looking at the fanatical Yuunosuke, Yui was so surprised, but she was secretly relieved in her heart. The worst situation she had expected did not happen in the end.

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ps; The next chapter is back on track, at three o'clock in the morning, the lolita control is still typing hard [crying]

25.My sister is cooking?

The general layout of a love hotel is an upside-down pink headlight, a convenient electric bed that can be moved up and down at any time by pressing a button, and a water bed next to it. Next to the bedside table is a small notebook that looks a little old and is filled with small words densely written on it.

The extra services of the top suites are not recorded in the hotel's

Every place has things passed down, and every place has its own characteristics. The small notebooks in the love hotel are the special "experiences" of some ancestors.

"It was painful when I first inserted it, but it became more and more comfortable afterwards. In the end, he made me feel warm like he was going to the toilet. We both felt very comfortable. Next time, I want to try the feeling of being on top...."

Holding the old book tightly in her hands, Aritomo's face was as red as a ripe apple. As a top student who graduated from a high-end police academy, she was very curious about the description methods of these words. Such a clumsy description method, so crooked, and the handwriting is different, but...

Excited!

As a top student in the police academy, Aritomo Aoi can be considered to have read a lot of books, but such clumsy words could actually make her heart so moved. There must be something wrong.

"I must find the bad sentences here, and then..."

With his heart trembling violently, You Pengkui turned to the next page, but suddenly felt an itch in his nose. He took a deep breath and saw a strong man in black leather clothes flashing before his eyes. Then...

"Ah!"

The hot tea on the coffee table in front of him tilted slightly, and the red tea liquid spilled and fell on Lu Fengxian's legs.

However, Lu Fengxian did not make any move. He stared blankly at the front, looking at Ze Zhiyue in a suit. After a long silence, he asked in disbelief...

"Hey, Ze Zhiyue, are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I look like I'm joking?"

"..."

Hearing him say this, Lu Fengxian's face twitched and he lowered his head. He began to organize the information he had obtained in his mind, trying to get the answer from it.

The first problem is that Ze Zhiyue started to ask for compensation from me...

Lu Fengxian had already prepared for this situation.

In fact, he had been mentally prepared for Ze Zhiyue's request for compensation. After all, Ze Zhiyue was a genuine first-class doctor. He had never stopped monitoring his sister during this period. He had done his best, from providing medication support to contacting hospitals around the world, hoping to get a treatment method...

Lu Fengxian admitted that he had to thank him, but he also had to face one fact: he owed him a big favor.

It doesn't matter when favors are returned. Anyway, Xian is trying his best to get through this difficult time. Besides, he has no money and is not handsome. Apart from the compensation money after his parents' death and the house, he can be said to be completely penniless. Unless he wants his life, he can take it.... Of course, he can't take his sister either. She is his last relative. And he has the house. He can't let his sister go out into the wind and rain, right?

After thinking about it this way, Lu Fengxian found that he was even less valuable. It seemed that he had nothing left to offer. If the other party insisted on taking it, he would probably be very embarrassed.

Just today, just now, Lu Fengxian's worries were confirmed in a sense.

'I need you to perform human mating with her and let me observe the entire process of her conception.'

It was slightly better than expected, at least it was not his own life, but the seed of his own life... Lu Fengxian covered his conscience and swore that he really did not have any dirty thoughts when he was thinking about this, but was considering it from the perspective of feasibility!

I have to admit that at first Lu Fengxian wanted to kick him and scold him for joking, but after taking a closer look at the serious look on his face, he remained silent...

Staring at the dog belt.

"Why do you have to have mine?"

"Because you are perfect enough, I see the possibility of human self-evolution in you. Your XO may become the ladder of human evolution."

"Believe me, anyone who steps on XO will only slip."

After repeated fruitless negotiations, the two sides were deadlocked in the reception room of this love hotel suite, neither side giving in.

Lu Fengxian hopes to use the money he earned during this period to pay Ze Zhiyue's commission, while Ze Zhiyue hopes that Lu Fengxian will put his seed of life into the beautiful young woman's body to make her pregnant.

Maybe this explanation is easier to understand. The two people are like an old driver and a prostitute sitting in a taxi. The old driver doesn't want money, but wants sex, while the prostitute wants to pay money to solve all this...

One thing that must be noted here is that the old driver is not the only one who is ready to do it. Although the prostitute's spirit is resisting quite stubbornly, in fact her body is extremely eager for physical collision.

The old driver refers to Ze Zhiyue, who is quite familiar with impure transactions.

The woman of customs refers to Lu Fengxian. Maybe she doesn't feel comfortable mentally, but as a vigorous 18-year-old, her body has already agreed to this method that benefits both parties. After all, it's not common for you to feel happy and I to feel happy too...

Under normal circumstances, Lu Fengxian would never have such thoughts in his mind, but since the fight started, for some reason, he always felt like there was a fire burning in his lower abdomen, and he urgently wanted to vent it.

After asking Ze Zhiyue about this strange thing, Lu Fengxian was extremely suspicious whether this guy had done anything to his body.

When Ze Zhiyue heard this, he just sneered disdainfully.

"Leaving behind seeds when life is threatened is the so-called biological instinct. The stronger the instinct, the stronger the organism." Ze Zhiyue answered with a firm voice and without any hesitation.

It seems that he can force everything to be related to breeding. What is more troublesome than ordinary people is that Ze Zhiyue is very logical and there is nothing wrong with every sentence he says.

In the end, they all lost interest in the conversation. After saying hello to Ze Zhiyue, Lu Fengxian walked upstairs to the luxurious suite without hesitation. There, Neil was sleeping.

This is the good thing about the love hotel in District 13. Although they are in the same suite, the excellent sound insulation ensures that the conversation between Lu Fengxian and Ze Zhiyue does not affect the people upstairs at all.

It is said that there seems to be a very strict schedule, from waking up to going to bed, even the time for naps is set quite precisely, and you have to go to bed before 9 o'clock in the evening, otherwise it seems to have a bad effect on the skin. You must follow the schedule, not a minute less.

The so-called idols are really a weird group.

Not to mention that they can get money by singing and dancing, but they also get into little scandals from time to time. Some big names can even make the next day's gossip headlines just by scratching their butts. Yet some people still enjoy watching it, as if they can see something fishy in it.

Shaking his head to suppress the strange thoughts that popped up in his mind, Lu Fengxian knocked on the door politely. Although he didn't understand why Neil had such a high degree of favorability towards him, it was better to be polite.

"Dong dong dong."

"Miss Neil, are you awake?"

Then, a slightly lazy voice came from inside the door.

"Well, I'm awake."

"Then it's about time to go back."

"Go back, where to go?"

“On the set.”

Lu Fengxian narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss Neil, your disappearance has caused quite a stir. If I don't go back, I believe that even if I really want to protect you, I will most likely be torn to pieces by angry fans."

This is one of the reasons.

Another reason was that he forced Aritomo Aoi to sleep several times and made her have several dreams, but she did not foresee any dreams about Neil being killed in the future. In other words, the fact that Neil would die in the future had completely changed, and the plan to find out the guy who would destroy her in the future... had failed.

It's a mixed bag. In fact, this is the best outcome at the moment. After all, I saved a life, didn't I?

A being that can send out monsters like that must be quite powerful, right?

If I were to come face to face with it, could I really win?

These questions appeared one by one in Lu Fengxian's heartache, but what interrupted his thoughts was the small inquiry in the room.

"So when will we meet next time?"

See you next time?