Zongman Invasion: I Can Absorb Others' Abilities

"...I have had such a hard time waiting!"

Anthony turned to face Wu Zhenyu, with tears welling up in his eyes, and his face showed a kind of pain, joy, and a hint of excitement of revenge. He had been waiting for this moment for too long.

"...You, you, aren't you already dead?" Wu Zhenyu's face showed an unprecedented panic, as well as a trace of extremely complicated guilt and disbelief.

Is the man who they personally conspired to frame, then brutally killed and buried, really still alive?

Anthony grinned. His smile looked normal, but paired with the other's mutilated face and the white maggots playing on the white bones, it was as if a devil was grinning. Wu Zhenyu immediately staggered back in fright.

"Aren't you curious why it hasn't recognized you as its master since you got the bone-crushing knife, this extraordinary tool?" Anthony suddenly stopped being anxious for revenge, and instead brought up a topic that Wu Zhenyu was most concerned about.

"..."

Wu Zhenyu screamed in surprise, and later he shouted, "Is it you, you bastard?"

Thinking of the past, especially after he got the bone-crushing knife, no matter what method he used, he could not get the true owner of the bone-crushing knife. As a result, he was left out by his boss and was thrown into a little-known small trading company.

day.

In the past, he was bullied and looked down upon by others, wasn't it just because he didn't have strong power?

He could have gotten all of this, even more power than his boss, but because of him, because of his tricks, he lost it all.

"You really deserve to die! My boss and I should have chopped you into pieces and poured them into cement pillars so that you wouldn't be lingering after your death."

Wu Zhenyu clenched his fists and vented all the cold treatment and injustice he had suffered at this moment, towards Anthony opposite.

He blamed everything on the other party.

Anthony was stunned.

There was an expression of disbelief on his face, as if he couldn't believe that the murderer in front of him would actually beat him up.

In the endless years of loneliness and coldness, he thought about many scenes and thought about meeting those old friends. After they saw him again and saw his miserable state, they would repent, cry bitterly, kneel down and beg for mercy, and

Ask yourself for forgiveness.

But he never thought that his former partner would hate him so much, and that their past affection and friendship would not be worth a broken knife.

Anthony's face was filled with disbelief, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The laughter was full of sadness and self-mockery, but he smiled with tears in his eyes and started to cry again.

The friends, relatives, and friendships he once regarded as the most precious turned out to be nothing more than that in their eyes.

Not even a rag!

He cried until he was out of breath, cried until his heart was broken, and was heartbroken, but none of this could make up for the loss in his heart.

Anthony's sad laughter and tears echoed in the corridor.

Qiye sighed, feeling worthless for Anthony.

"It turns out that you had planned all of this a long time ago, right?"

The fear and panic on Wu Zhenyu's face faded away like a tide. Instead, he looked at the sad Anthony, as if he had returned to his old school days.

He always has a gentle temperament and dull appearance, but he is always liked by the teacher, favored by the goddess, and even favored by the noble children of Old Lington.

Why?

Why him?

I am no worse than him, why am I alone looked down upon by them, bullied by them, and looked down upon by them?

Staying with me is like being in a pigsty with field pigs in the countryside.

He has had enough of this kind of life, he has had enough for a long time!

Why does he get so much care and attention from so many people? We all have the same background. Why does he get preferential treatment from others?

But I want to be despised and bullied by others, and even resisting is a luxury?

Who can understand that kind of pain where even breathing is his own fault? He looked up at the sky and saw that even the sky was black. He was really fed up with it. Enough was enough!

he does not!

He must be brave enough to say no to himself, and to those guys who bully him and treat him like a pig.

"I really regret it. Why didn't I chop you into pieces and let you successfully inhabit the bone-crushing knife?"

Wu Zhenyu roared angrily, his eyes red, like a wild beast breaking free from its cage.

Anthony quietly listened to the complaints and roars of his former partner until the other party stopped. He could not rest in his heart. From Wu Zhenyu's crazy words, he heard too much unwillingness and resistance to the unfair fate.

The anger and hatred in his heart suddenly subsided like a tide.

It turned out that the guy he once regarded as a partner was more painful and uneasy than himself. If this was the case, the pain he once suffered seemed to be much easier to bear.

Now, he only has one last question left.

"Why on earth do you want to conspire to kill me? Even if I really did something wrong and hurt your feelings, will you use such decisive methods to treat me? To treat someone who once regarded you as the most intimate person in my life.

My friends, even after I die, you are still unwilling to let go of my body?"

"Ha ha……"

Wu Zhenyu looked up to the sky and laughed, but he was smiling and laughing, and suddenly he started crying, until he couldn't breathe.

It turned out that I thought I had trampled Anthony under my feet, trampled that superior guy under my feet, treated him like a piece of shit, and crushed him again and again.

Taking the most important thing from his hand just to make the other person feel the pain in his heart. It was so suffocating that the other person didn't know why he did all this?

Is this a satire on him?

Is this the punishment that fate has given him for betraying his best friend?

He thinks about the hatred in his life, and always wakes up from nightmares every midnight with regret, but in the eyes of others, it means nothing?

...It’s nothing!

Ridiculous!

It’s also sad!

"I hate you, even if I have done many wrong things, I will always hate you, hate you for the harm you caused me, and hate you for always being so self-righteous."

Wu Zhenyu had tears in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and cursed.

He obviously regretted the things he had done, but when he thought of the injustices he suffered in his youth, the regrets inspired by the condemnation of his conscience all disappeared.

Anthony let out a lonely sigh.

He really couldn't think of anything he had done wrong to make a former important partner hate him so much.

As a poor man, he came from the countryside to Old Linton and entered the Shenghui College, which was envied by everyone, to study. In that kind of class crossing, no one knew better than him the hatred and interests of the people around him.

The people around them looked at country bumpkins with disgust and disgust, as if they were looking at a dog.

Despite this, he still cherished this opportunity and was focused on his studies.

If you work hard like this, bury all the humiliation and ridicule deep in your heart, and turn it into your motivation to cross the class, can it be considered a mistake?

Anthony didn't understand where Wu Zhenyu's anger and resentment came from, just like Wu Zhenyu didn't understand him.

Although they have always had intersections in life, in the end they were unable to find a consistent ideological identity in their inner pursuits.

At this moment, Anthony understood the gap in their perceptions.

It's normal that they don't understand each other.

Anthony put down the last extravagant hope in his heart, but he was still a little unwilling and asked: "Why do you do this to me? Why? Just for a dead thing?"

He attributed the bone-crushing knife to a dead object.

If he had to choose between their years of friendship and a dead object, he would rather choose the years of hard-won friendship than the treasure found in the ruins.

Wu Zhenyu also discovered the gap between himself and Anthony's inner pursuits and ideals, which was an insurmountable chasm.

He once wanted to confide his inner anguish to the other person, just like the torture and gnawing he suffered in his heart when he betrayed his best friend.

Antony was murdered by them.

He used to dream back at midnight, and the torture and regret rising from the depths of his heart had no one to talk to, and there would never be anyone to talk to. He thought he would never have a chance to talk to him in this life, but now...

He suddenly realized that he might never have a chance to express his inner torture and anguish.

He doesn't understand him, just as he doesn't understand him either.

They are people from two different worlds. In this case, what is the difference between talking or not talking?

"Haha...you want to know this?"

All Wu Zhenyu's thoughts faded away like the tide, until they were buried deep in his heart, permanently sealed, and laughed wildly.

"You and those damn smashers, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Anthony was irritated by Wu Zhenyu's wild laughter. He clenched his fists in excitement and let out an angry roar.

"hehe!"

Wu Zhenyu sneered.

He looked at the incompetent and furious Anthony and sneered, "You want an answer that will relieve your heart? Do you think I will answer you? No, you will never get the answer in this life."

Anthony looked furious, his eyes widened, and bloodshot eyes and anger surged out of his eyeballs, just like the bubble eyes of a dead fish, almost gushing out, "You beast, I was in vain to protect you in every possible way, you are like this

Pay me back?"

When Wu Zhenyu knew that he and Anthony were not from the same world, he turned a deaf ear to each other's questioning, and he no longer felt any guilt or regret.

"You have been living like a parasite in the bone-crushing knife for so many years, and now you come out just to let out this incompetent roar? Just like you did a long time ago?"

His face was full of indifference, and he said with a smile: "Are you still so cowardly and timid, you can only curl up in a ball incompetently and cling to your dreams?"

"You are such a disappointment, like so long ago!"