"Big brother, where are the little girls!" At this time, I don't know who shouted, everyone gathered around, and saw a little girl shivering with cold, hiding in a shack with her hands and shoulders.

"Damn! Pull it out for Lao Tzu! Chop off my hands and feet first! The little ruffians gathered around and glared at the poor gypsy girl.

She was too small, too thin, and the master taught her the skills to survive on the rivers and lakes, but did not teach her how to kill. She could only let the mob drag her out alive, and then strip her clothes clean one by one.

The little girl knelt on the ground, her hands clasped to her chest to cover her shyness, and the cold rain beat against her weak body. Her skin is very white and fine, like Ning Yu!

"Hey...... This little figure is not bad! Come, let the uncle be happy before sending you on your way! ”

"If I were you, I would be as far away as I could now." Suddenly, just when this group of demons were about to wanton **** little girls, a black shadow flashed out from the corner of the alley.

The young man was dressed in a black trench coat, and his angular-cut face was accentuated by a neat hairstyle.

He walked steadily towards the alley, like the steps of a demon.

"Damn! It's a Northeasterner! Brothers! Sent me this dirt bun! ”

Seven or eight little ruffians brandished their clubs and rushed at the boy. I could only see that the young man's hand flickered, and there was an extra snake-shaped short knife between his right hand, and the short knife looked extremely cold under the rain, and every drop of rain fell on the blade, and a layer of frost would form after each drop of rain fell on the blade.

The young man pointed to the ground on his toes, rushed underground, raised the serpentine blade in his right hand, and passed through the bodies of the seven or eight little rascals with a Z-shaped step, and at that moment, the heart of this gypsy girl was completely conquered by his chic killing methods! It's so fast! Hardly even did he see it, and the seven or eight little ruffians fell in the rain.

With a clean motion, he put away the serpentine blade again, and walked briskly up.

"You...... You are unique...... Are you using the Bloody Blade? ”

"Well, you have good eyesight, I'm the young master of the Kanto thief. But you also have to pay a price for your eyesight, and if you recognize me, you won't be able to live! With that, he raised his hand and slashed the guy's neck again.

What impressed the little girl the most was that he killed so many people in a row without even blinking an eyelid, and he always had that mysterious smile on his face. The smile was cold and merciless to the enemy, but warm to her.

Wushuang took off his windbreaker, shone it on the little girl, and then hugged her directly.

"Hungry, aren't you?"

"Hmmm......"

"I can give you food, drink, clothing, and everything you want, will you come with me?" The young man Wushuang asked her.

"You...... What is your name? ”

"Wushuang!"

"Khasilla is yours from now on!" The girl in his arms snuggled happily in his arms, as if she had finally found a sense of home.

They are gone.

In the pool of blood, Cashula's illusory image stood in the middle, staring blankly at them. This is not a dream, this is the scene when she first met Wushuang, and it is because this time, she gave everything to this man!

"Huh...... Hehe...... Woo-woo-woo...... she fell to her knees with a puff, and the rain trickled down her long flowing hair. She didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.

It's him, the man who lets the dead and alive he loves, the man who makes him give everything, the man who gives him his arms when he needs help the most, he ...... He's going to kill himself! He's going to kill himself! Although he didn't do it himself, weren't his methods as brutal as he had been when he had killed these little ruffians in Kyoto eight years earlier?

The icy rain swallowed her desperate heart. Dead? Maybe this is the last trace of reluctance in my mind to the world before I die! I have been living for this scene for so many years! It's tiring, it's tiring!

"Khasilla? Khashura, wake up? You can't sleep anymore! At this time, in a trance, Chang Xiaoman's call came from his ears.

Her body gradually warmed up, the rain in the sky stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the warm sun finally came out, the sun was getting bigger and bigger, and the dazzling sunlight shook so much that she couldn't open it.

She rubbed her eyes with her hands, and when she opened them again, she found herself lying in the hospital room, wearing a white hospital gown, white sheets underneath, and a bouquet of flowers on the bedside table. Chang Xiaoman was feeding water to her mouth with a spoon.

"Awake? Awake? Cheng Feng? Come and see, Khasira is awake! Chang Xiaoman was excited, as if it was his own sister lying on the hospital bed.

Cough...... Cough...... Khasilla was still very weak, and when she woke up, she had a dry cough twice.

It was a dream, and she thought she was back to when she first met him eight years ago. If it wasn't a dream, then she could go back and stay with him for at least eight years.

"Huh? Not dead? If you don't die, you live well, you don't need to thank me, if you want to thank my family's fifth sister, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have saved you! Ma Chengfeng leaned indifferently against the door of the ward, and the cigarette did not leave his mouth.

"Don't listen to him, he's a man with a knife mouth and a tofu heart. Don't worry, you can recuperate with us in a down-to-earth manner, don't go back. Although there have been some unpleasant encounters between us before, I believe it was all a misunderstanding. Chang Xiaoman smiled warmly at her.

Kashura was always indifferent, she just looked at Chang Xiaoman in front of her so numbly. Her smile is very sweet, just like the family next to the Dong family's compound, there are two girls in that family, if her sister has suffered any grievances, her sister always protects her in her arms and smiles warmly. Every time Khasiura passed by the door and saw them, the two sisters would buy them some snacks to eat.

There is no one in the world who is without defects, and this defect refers to the shortcomings of childhood. For example, you may have a lot of money in your family, but are your parents able to give you enough love? For another example, you are from a scholarly family, so when you were a child, did you yearn to have fun like other children in the alley? Or maybe you are a child who grew up in a single-parent family, and when you were young, you wanted to have a complete family, and your parents came to pick you up at the school gate after school?

Khasiella's childhood was full of shortcomings, without parents, without friends, seeing the indifference of the world, and experiencing desolation that ordinary people could not bear. But what she lacks most is true love, maybe the love of a man, maybe the love of family, maybe the love of a friend? But no matter what it is, as long as it's sincere, it's enough for her!

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