Evil Awe-Inspiring

The room was very dark, the curtains around it were closed, and it was dense and opaque. The room was filled with a dignified breath ...

Tu didn't speak, he still looked at the mirror, his eyes calmed like water, but there was a slight flash of confusion occasionally, but he soon recovered his calmness.

"Do you like your new image?" Looking at Tu Tu in the mirror showing a slightly delicate face, I asked his age. This super humanoid weapon with terrible power is actually younger than me. One year old, and after cosmetic surgery, his appearance has regained some of the vitality that young people of his age should have.

However, those eyes were still sharp like African vultures.

"Nothing I like or dislike ... It's just a piece of skin." Tu answered gently, he raised his hand and touched his cheek gently, sighing: "My face is still a little numb, it seems Nothing. "

"It will be okay in a few days." I told him with a smile: "Your fingerprints, appearance, have changed, I also gave you a new identity, your current identity is the first from Nigeria Second-generation immigrants. "

"Thank you ..." He hesitated, whispered such a word, and then he continued to look at himself in the mirror, and he always seemed to look different: "I ... always feel a little uncomfortable."

He stood with his hands on the wheelchair, slowly moved to the mirror, and unbuttoned his shirt and shirt.

That muscle is still full of elasticity, as if full of explosive power, shapely limbs, full of human aesthetic muscles ... but the amazing thing is that all the fragmentary scars on his original disappeared It's up!

I can't help but marvel at the wonders of cosmetic surgery.

In order to further conceal the identity, many laser techniques were used in this operation, which smoothed out many scars on the body, and in some places even made a skin transplant. His body, which was originally covered with knife wounds and gunshot wounds, now looks smooth ... Of course, surgical cosmetic surgery is not all-round, there are some deep scars, and even after the surgery, there will still be some faint marks ... … But in general, the current Tu, in appearance, is a completely new image! Even if someone who was familiar with him stood in front of him, it was difficult to see what was wrong.

My expression was undoubtedly very satisfying, and I even considered whether to give the doctor some compensation.

But then I noticed that Tutu's eyes showed a complex meaning.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Less ... a lot of things." He didn't seem to know how to phrase, and his face was a little dull.

"At least you look clean now ... and complete." I tried to joke: "When I first saw you, your body ... was like a rag doll that was torn and stitched again with a needle and thread . "

Tu shook his head: "It's very clean ... but it's too clean."

Looking at my inexplicable eyes, Tu's eyes became more and more sad. He whispered: "Although I am a killing machine ... but I also have feelings and ... my own memory." He pointed to his head: " Many things were originally hidden by me. "

He stood in front of the mirror, his fingers slipping down from his shoulders, and suddenly smiled, exposing white teeth, his smile with a hint of heavyness that I could hardly describe: "Do you know? Every wound on my body, I keep it firmly in mind! For example here ... There was originally a penetrating injury. When I was training, in a live ammunition exercise, according to regulations, only the winning side could survive, and the losing side would be treated as The loser was eliminated ... executed. That time we dealt with a team of soldiers led by our instructor. Finally, I personally killed the instructor. The original wound here was inserted by the instructor with a dagger. Points, it stabbed my heart ... "

"... And here, it turned out there was a bullet hole. It was an operation in the Congo. We raided a secret base of a mercenary. My comrades around me helped me block a bullet. He was disabled, and I suffered After the injury, when he returned, he was 'eliminated' because the injury could not be fully recovered, and I was cured. "

"And my back ... I had a whip mark. That was when I was training at the base and I was punished for violating discipline. That time I was shot, but in the end they gave me a choice and let me and another The disciplinary guys wrestled, and the winner could survive. As a result ... I won, and the loser was crushed by my throat, and I was only hit by twenty lashes. "

"And here ..." He bent down suddenly and pointed to his calf: "Here, there was a stab wound ... that was the first time I went out on a mission. We killed everyone in the other base, In order to destroy my mouth, I slaughtered all the live ones there. At last I faced a little boy and hesitated a little ... But when I hesitated, the little boy pulled out a dagger and stabbed me ... Unfortunately, he was too It was short and lying on the ground again, but just slightly stabbed my calf and hurt a bit of flesh. Then he was broken by a shot of my companion. "He looked at me with a look on his face. A smile, but the voice was cold: "From then on, I know that where I live is on the battlefield. On the battlefield, you are either a companion or an enemy! Any kindness will hurt you."

He spoke word by word, word by word, slowly, the indifferent sound with the slightest chill, and the speed of speech, such words fell into my ears, but it was shocking!

Suddenly, I came up with a strange idea: I was at a loss as to what to do with the black guy.

Because fundamentally, his previous experience, and we are completely in the two worlds.

Hesitating, I smiled, walked behind him, and patted his shoulder gently, I can see that he has a subconscious dodge motion, but hesitated a little, finally still did not move, let my hand It landed on his shoulder. I turned to him, helped him button up his shirt, and laughed, "Well, remember, you are no longer a machine. You are now a human. Human, do you understand? Remember what Deron told you Yes. "

I went to the window and suddenly pulled the curtains ...

Wow! !!

The light from the window came in, and it turned on in the hazy room. Tu seemed a little uncomfortable. He slightly closed his eyes and moved his side, before he looked at me.

"Look outside." I pointed out the window: "This is not Africa. This is not a world with only enemies and comrades-in-arms ... This world may be much more complicated than the one you originally lived in, and the rules are not so simple ... but This world has something you didn't have in that world ... that is, peace and freedom. "

Suddenly I made a decision: "Actually, I have no purpose to save you. Now you are free. You don't have to owe me anything ... Now you have a new look, a new identity, and you come You have arrived in a new world of freedom. You can leave here at any time if you want. I guarantee that with your skills, you can live well in this world. "

I looked at Tu with a smile, and Tu looked at me quietly, and after a long time, he whispered, "Are you really letting me go?"

"Really." I nodded and looked at him sincerely.

"But I know my own value." Tu slowly said: "I am an excellent soldier. I can help you do many, many things. I can help you kill people, help you deal with your enemies ... I know you are not Ordinary people, you must also have your enemies and opponents. If you have a warrior like me in your hands, you can solve many problems for you. Don't you want this?

"I hope." I made no secret of my thoughts: "If there is a close man like you and you have such a powerful strength, then anyone is willing to see it. But remember, remember What Zhu Delong told you, you are a human being, no longer a machine. "

After a pause, I looked at Tu's eyes and Shen said: "Every word I say is true. As long as you want to go, I can immediately send you out of here."

"..." Tu looked at me, his eyes were so bright and so bright that I couldn't even figure out what he was thinking. Finally he smiled.

"I won't leave." Tu shook his head, and his smile finally brought a hint of warmth: "I know I'm free now. But I also know that even free people need a job ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Didn't you say that you want me to be your driver? Then I will stay and accept this job ... Anyway, even if I leave here, I may not be able to find you such a good boss outside. "

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In this way, I have such a driver around me.

In this way, at least Xiao Zhu was released from my driver position-because the guy with the hammer still couldn't learn to drive. It seemed that Qingtou Qing could complete any task I entrusted to him without hesitation, and the loyalty of the hammer to me was absolutely beyond doubt. I even doubted that even if I asked him to carry a bomb to the White House, the hammer would Do not hesitate to leave the ammunition pack on your back.

However, this guy seems to be violent with the car. He has crashed several of my cars, but he still can't tell the clutch brake and the position of the three accelerator pedals.

Doctors say this appears to be a type of psychological "obsessive-compulsive disorder."

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