I've Been Licking Dogs For Four Years, Am I In A Hurry To Stop Licking The School Girl?

There is a gray imitation Chinese-style fake lamp under the yoke in the courtyard. The stone pier is very thick, and a thin layer of ice has melted on the rough stone lampshade, accumulating some stagnant water.

There is an ant nest under the tree. They seem to be the old residents here. With their keen sense of touch, they have opened up a path, and the end point is a small ball of food made from a few grains of rice at the foot of September.

"Didn't the boss ask you to kill people every time? This is the meaning of your existence."

Sitting in front of the porch is definitely not a beautiful woman. She has just entered middle age, but there are already many wrinkles on her face. She is not Jiuyue's biological mother, but a captive and supervisor.

Jiuyue understands in her heart, but she still treats Qiao Mu Wuxiang as a mother to make up for the lack of love in her heart, so that she can be warmer and find some meaning of existence.

Because everyone has a mother, and she wants to have one too.

"But this time is different, I may not be able to come back." Jiuyue said again, she was still squatting on the ground, staring at the ants trying to crawl to her feet with full concentration.

"That's good." Qiao Mu Wuxiang in front of the porch scooped up a ladle of clear water, and carefully poured it on the potted plants in front of her, expressionless, without any emotional fluctuations, as if she had accepted the meaning of Jiuyue's words in an instant, don't care at all.

"I can't bring the corpse back." Jiuyue moved her cheeks, moistened her tongue with her teeth, squeezed out some saliva, and spit "tui" on the hard-working ants, instantly killing the ants who were caught off guard. drowned.

She watched with great interest as it struggled in the sticky saliva, then took out a branch to free it, and stood up again.

Jiuyue slowly walked to the center of the courtyard, made a big salute, and pressed her forehead tightly against the cobblestones on the ground.

She stood up, with no expression on her cheeks at all, crossed the tree Wuxiang, and took down a black samurai sword lying horizontally from the wall.

Jiuyue took off her clothes with a rustle, revealing a body full of scars. These healed wounds still looked terrible. The longest one ran from the left side of the back of the neck to the right side of the waist, After she was cut at that time, her superficial skin was turned over, revealing her pink muscle layer, and she bled almost to death.

Jiuyue survived with tenacious vitality. She still doesn't know why she has to work so hard to live, because the end result is death. The concept instilled in her since she was a child is to die generously for her boss and reach the heaven at the end of her life.

There is no pain, no sorrow, no loneliness, there is always someone to accompany you, it is an eternal paradise.

This kind of nonsense mind control is rooted in the heart of every dead man.

I understand, I survived only to reach the Paradise of life.

September thought so. She dare not discard this concept, even if it is wrong, life needs faith to survive.

She left the courtyard and walked towards the distance. There was someone waiting for her outside the gate of the border town in Hokkaido.

The wooden door in the courtyard was wide open, and Qiao Wumei was still watering the flowers, she was unmoved.

Thousands of miles away, Jiang Cheng didn't know that a group of people were swarming across the vast Chinese territory and marching towards Lanjing fearlessly. They wanted to exchange their lives for the future of a great country. Maybe this kind of concept How wrong.

But from the standpoint of these dead soldiers, they were right.

The world is not black and white, sometimes it is a delicate gray. In this gray, there are countless insects waiting to take off. They believe in this gray as they cherish their own lives.

So there is no right or wrong in this fight, there are only winners and losers.

When September is currently taking off from the airport in Hokkaido, she doesn't know that there are many people who assassinated Jiang Cheng, and she is just one of them. This stupid neon girl who wants to die only has the concept of killing and being killed in her mind. .

Like the cold wind blowing from the other side of the ocean disturbing the warm ocean current, Jiang Cheng's stable and peaceful life has now been completely ended.

These were the last few days of peace and warmth in his life, and the wind and rain in this world would finally be clearly visible like giant beasts bursting out from the ground showing their sharp fangs, and it would never stop.

He faces a decision like Einstein's.

One day in the last century, the Manhattan Project was put on the agenda. Under the authorization of a certain president, major powers attempted to use nuclear fission to create atomic bombs. There is a famous scientist who is honored as the "Father of the Atomic Bomb". His name is Robert Oppenheimer.

The world's first atomic bomb was successfully tested in the desert of Alamogordo, New Mexico. In the same year, an explosion that was recorded in the history of the world occurred, so I won't repeat it here.

Since then, Oppenheimer's name has been known to the whole world, but instead of feeling honored, he fell into deep self-blame and shame, and was tortured by guilt. He believed that his research had led to Killed hundreds of thousands of people.

Oppenheimer even openly said at an important meeting: My hands are covered with blood.

Einstein, the world's most famous scholar, laid the basic theory of the atomic bomb, and that formula is world-famous - E=MC2 mass-energy conversion formula.

His original intention was not to create a destructive weapon that would scare the world, but to bring physical research to a new level. When Einstein read aloud the strategic significance of "uranium element" in a certain palace At that time, he would never have thought that this would change the pattern of the world in the future.

arms.

The emperor holds a weapon in his hand, which is sharp enough to make anyone afraid, so the emperor is the emperor.

When Jiang Cheng was looking at the shining fruits in the valley, he didn't notice that except for the energy, biotechnology, and space exploration that promote China's development, the rest are all weapons.

Plasma cannons, space-based weapons, exoskeleton mechs, laser devices, nanoweapons, halo arrays, and more.

This virtually shows that the development of the world will eventually tend to be turbulent.

In a short period of time, the city of Lanjing has become the place where the eyes of countless bosses from the dark places gather.

During the trip, September was wearing a pure black windbreaker. She sat on the plane, looking out the window with her delicate face, and the scenery was beautiful.

The wings of the plane crossed the pure white clouds and soared into the sky. This was her first time flying in a plane, and she had been performing missions in Neon Country in the past.

She was shocked by this vast world for a long time, and at the same time, she felt a little more fear for no reason, and her petite body kept shrinking into the seat, as if she wanted to wrap her whole body in it to feel at ease.

It will probably take night and September to reach the destination. The countless killers have not expected that the entire Lanjing City is under strict surveillance, and whoever comes is the dead.