"Okay, so your family is pretty stupid too."
"Your words are so hurtful." 659 feigned a sad expression.
He Yu ignored him and turned to look at the person who was already "dead". His body was ravaged beyond recognition and he was instinctively curled up in a corner of the garbage heap, hugging himself tightly.
He recalled a clip he'd seen in the theater, where a rather idiotic, heroic-looking guy killed someone who had offended him because he disliked the guy's threat to "kill your whole family." At that moment, He Yu thought, "Isn't that quite true? Everyone in this world has to live like that. Only by being ruthless, indifferent, and devoid of conscience can you survive long enough, and no one will dare mess with you."
But he soon discovered a new truth: these days, no matter how tough you pretend to be, or how tough you actually are, it's all useless. Number Three wasn't weak either; just as he never considered himself the same coward he used to be, they always subconsciously believed that they were the best among the crowd—strong, resolute—
Then the mentally challenged people tried their best, but couldn't hold onto what they had, not even a little bit.
Thinking of this, he said to the man again, "Still alive?"
The child looked at him, her eyes like a pair of shattered glass beads. Then she reached out and touched He Yu's face, as if to say something, but it was too soft for her to hear.
He could only get a little closer, and then he heard Gikonno mumble "Go home."
He Yu was taken aback, stared at her for a moment, then gently patted her shoulder and said, "It's nothing, I'll help."
"Oh my god, I'm about to cry, you're so kind..."
659 wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks, but then he saw He Yu twist Jikeno's neck and instantly kill her.
"Sure, awesome bro."
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