Chapter 217 Wait for me to come back

When I woke up, it was midnight on the boat.

He killed the special guards guarding him, turned around and went to Tessa's room to find Tessa, and then came out holding a bloody butterfly knife.

While being chased by the special forces, he jumped into the sea without hesitation and drifted on the sea for three days and three nights.

In the end, he was chased and rescued by Tessa's people.

Tessa stood in front of him with gauze wrapped around her chest, looking at her child who was pressed on the deck with a complicated expression.

K couldn't move, but he raised his head stubbornly, his eyes full of hatred and anger towards her, like a mad little beast that was forced into a desperate situation.

"What are you going to do? Kill Mom?"

K said nothing, but just looked at her viciously and coldly.

Tessa lowered her eyes, her expression devoid of pity or tenderness. She said calmly, "735, you've become completely disobedient now. You're not being well behaved at all. Mom is very angry now."

"If you apologize to me now and tell me you were wrong, I will forgive you."

"735, don't you want to go home with your mother?"

There was no answer, the strong hatred in his eyes was the best answer.

In the end, K was not brought back to the Northern Continent.

Tessa threw him into the prison in Chris City and locked him up, asking him to reflect on his actions. She promised to pick him up after a year when he had reflected enough.

In less than a month, K escaped from the prison which was said to be the most heavily guarded and had the lowest escape rate in the entire continent of M.

Seriously injured, he was rescued by Moros, the young master of the Tan family, who brought his men back to Rose Island and was brought back to the Tan family.

He was in a coma for a whole month.

The moment I woke up, the first person I saw was Moros sitting by the bed.

His face was haggard, his eyes were bruised and bloodshot, and he clutched his clothes and asked, "Where's Xiaoyan? Why are you alone? Where did he go?"

"He's dead."

“…”

"Moros, Xiaoyan is dead."

K lay on the bed, looking at the haggard and disheveled man in front of him, the man who had never gotten along with him.

In the past two years, they have hated each other and been hostile to each other, and have never had a single day of friendly coexistence.

But now they have left the familiar place, left that small Rose Island. In this vast world and among all the living beings, they are the only ones who can call each other "acquaintances" and the only ones who can empathize with each other's pain.

Just like what the instructor said in class, comrades who survived the battlefield.

However, Moros didn't think so.

He grabbed his clothes and pulled the almost emaciated man in front of him, gnashing his teeth and asking him, "What do you mean by dead?"

"I was only away for three days, just three days, and this is how you protected him?"

"He's dead, why are you still alive and well?!"

“Why weren’t you the one who died!!!”

“Why isn’t it you!!!”

K couldn't answer him, couldn't refute him, and didn't even have the energy to argue with him.

Because he also wondered why he was not the one who died.

He wasn't someone who wanted to live much.

How come those who want to die are alive, while those who don’t want to die are dead?

The doctor of the Tan family stopped Moros who was out of control and running crazy. The housekeeper dragged him out and persuaded him, leaving the doctor to take care of K who was just a few steps away from death.

The days that followed were filled with no more quarrels and a calmness like stagnant water.

Moros didn't believe that Ning Yan would die, so he took people out to look for him every day to find out what happened on Rose Island.

He wanted to know if anyone else had escaped that night besides K.

He hoped to see Ning Yan running out from the corner, throwing himself on his back, laughing and playing with him, and telling him excitedly how he had escaped death and how he had hidden himself without being discovered by anyone.

K's injuries gradually healed, and he became even more silent than before.

No matter what Moros asked him, he refused to speak.

Moros tried hitting him, punching him, and yelling at him at the top of his lungs, but it was no use.

K returned to his original state. He was even more lifeless than when he first arrived at Rose Island, and often sat in the yard for the entire day.

Moros is too busy.

He was busy dealing with his father's concubines, illegitimate children, and those who wanted to compete with him for power.

Most of the time will have to be spent looking for Ning Yan, the person K said was dead.

He did not explain his identity to K, nor did he explain how such a precious young master could end up on Rose Island like those abducted children.

K didn't ask him either.

They spent three months like this, living in peace and indifference.

One day, when Moros came back from outside, K suddenly called him and said, "I need some money, a lot of money."

Moros looked at him coldly and said nothing.

K looked back at him with a calm expression: "They will definitely come back for me. I can't go back, and I don't want to go back. I want to live."

Moros didn't ask who he was talking about, nor did he care who they were. He just stared at him with cold and hateful eyes.

K said: "I want to create an organization to train killers, but I don't have the money."

Moros didn't know where the man got the nerve to ask him for money. He didn't skin him alive, which was already the most he could do.

How dare he ask me for money now?

In the evening, K sat in the room combing his hair.

His hair had grown longer and was now past his shoulders. From behind, he looked very much like a girl.

The housekeeper came in to bring him dinner, sighed, and said to him, "The young master is having a hard time right now. His mother passed away, Mr. Tan is now interested in remarrying, and there are so many women with children out there who are eyeing him covetously. The young master is already overwhelmed."

Moros was only thirteen and would not be fourteen until the end of the year; he was no match for his father.

Keeping K in the Tan family was the result of his concession to his father.

"I see." He looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly said, "I want to dye my hair, is that okay?"

A few days later, Moros came back from his horse riding lesson and saw K waiting for him in the yard.

K changed back into his own clothes, and his hair was dyed pink, a very beautiful pink, like cherry blossoms in full bloom in spring.

It was light, not strong, but it stung Moros's eyes deeply.

Moros looked at him with red eyes, his chest heaving with intense hatred. He clenched his fists at his sides and asked through gritted teeth, "Do you think you can change anything by doing this?!"

K didn't say anything, but just walked over and hugged him gently.

Moros was startled, a moment of confusion appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

He pushed the person in front of him away and roared loudly: "Don't try this on me! I'm telling you, K, Xiaoyan was killed by you! It was you who failed to protect him! You have to pay the price for this!"

K said, “I know.”

Moros was trembling all over, his eyes dark, and he was almost a completely different person from the cold, arrogant and noble him before.

"I will figure out the money myself. I will raise the money and then create an organization."

Moros still looked at him indifferently.

"I will also help you with the Tan family's affairs. I am willing to go through life and death for you."

Moros said nothing.

"I'm leaving. Wait until I come back."

K turned around and left the Tan family, and began a two-year wandering period.

The first start-up capital was robbed. He used the robbed funds to buy a piece of land in the Middle East, built a few houses, and then went to the underground city to look for children.

The children in the dungeon are very cheap, and you can buy a dozen of them with a month's food money.

He took these children back and began to teach them various skills, including how to kill.

But he soon realized that this was not going to work. The space was not enough. The expenses of food, clothing, housing and transportation, especially weapons, for these children could not be met by just stealing and robbing.

Therefore, he turned his attention to the largest gold-selling place in Continent M - Gilded City.

Infiltrate, lie dormant, observe, imitate, and surpass the master...

He learned to be versatile and get along with everyone in the world of feasting and drinking. He is like a clean white sheet of paper.

Precisely because of its cleanliness, it can better absorb various colors that do not originally belong to it, and finally become colorful black.

When placed in the sun, it is dazzling and amazing.

He started as an inconspicuous thug and gradually rose to become the boss's right-hand man, known as the smiling tiger by others.

Then late one night, he teamed up with a wealthy businessman and chopped off his boss's head.

From then on, there was a new name added to the dividend account of Liujin City - Master Ning.