If people were to remain friendly even to the most vicious criminals, there would be no need for Franlon to exist, no one would step forward to curb crime, and no one would be afraid of punishment.
"If you don't act tough, you'll be bullied." She raised her little face and said distressedly, "What crime did that person just now commit? Why was he so aggressive even though he clearly committed a crime? He's going too far, even trying to use his supernatural powers to hurt you."
She was paying attention to Duan Xiaolin while worrying whether he would fall into the trap, and finally she was scared.
The coldness in Duan Xiaolin's eyes gradually disappeared.
The sharpness and coldness just now were gone, leaving only gentleness and indulgence.
"An informant in the organ trafficking organization."
"No wonder he's been refusing to reveal who's behind it, right?"
"yes."
"Then I think what you did just now was not wrong. I just... couldn't bear that scene." She said with lingering fear, "I have also gradually accepted the cruelty and bloody horrors of this world, as well as the dark base you mentioned that is not peaceful. But in fact, I am not someone who can truly remain indifferent to various cruel scenes."
There was no way. Compared to their lives here, most modern people focused more on ordinary, monotonous, and mundane life, suffering from the daily necessities and daily life. Although she was a star, as long as she was a person who made a living, she could not avoid it.
She can accept it, but that doesn't mean she can remain calm.
She continued, "I was really surprised at first, but when I think about your status, it seems normal. Those people deserve to die. What they did is unjust."
"Why can't you adapt?" he asked.
Now, everyone can adapt.
Pei Xiqing didn't want to tell him about the book she had traveled through, so she only talked about her past experiences.
This was the first time I mentioned this, and the man listened very patiently.
He wanted to tell Pei Xiqing that she didn't have to be forced to get used to being around him, but the stubbornness in her eyes made him smile and change the subject: "You're not the only one who can't get used to it."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's not like I've been able to enter and exit the dungeon with such composure overnight, to face criminals time and time again with such composure." He said, "I have my moments of anxiety too. Before, I was just like you, with sleepless nights and dreams of my hands being stained with the blood of innocent people."
Pei Xiqing's eyes widened: "Then how did you adapt?"
"A bunch of idiots who aren't even worthy of being treated as human beings, what qualifications do they have to be feared?"
"I understand." Pei Xiqing didn't hesitate any longer. "I'll continue to work hard to get used to it. After all, I'm a zombie. Even if something happens in the future, I can protect myself."
No matter what the present is like or what the future holds, she will never forget one thing: nothing else matters, the most important thing is to escape with Xiaobai.
She looked at the man again and asked in confusion, "How do you know I had a nightmare?"
Duan Xiaolin remained silent.
Kiss along her fingertips all the way to the corners of her lips.
The kiss came quickly.
Pei Xiqing didn't even have time to react. She had to grab his shirt on her chest with her fingers and exert a little force to prevent herself from falling.
She just knew it.
Duan Xiaolin can also be coaxed.
Moreover, he was much easier to appease than she had imagined.
I even told him what was in my heart, and I felt that the tension in my body was relieved a lot.
She did not avoid the kiss anymore, closing her eyes until her body could no longer support her and she kept falling backwards, with her back pressed against the cold table. Only then did she realize that her coat had been lifted up without her knowing when.
Her entire back was exposed to the air, and when it touched the fine material of the table, she couldn't help but shudder, grabbing the man's collar and protesting softly.
"So cold..."
The indoor temperature is not low, but you can make an ice man on the table.
"I should have told you earlier, so you wouldn't run around in such a panic." Duan Xiaolin let go of her slightly, "It's my fault."
Pei Xiqing hugged his neck and whispered, "No, I was wrong too."
"Tell me about it?"
"……What?"
I didn't expect him to come for real.
She was just being polite.
Pei Xiqing couldn't help but hit him, "What? I'm not wrong at all."
Duan Xiaolin's pupils were dark, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes: "Why did you change your expression so quickly?"
"If I hadn't stumbled upon it by accident, you would have continued to lie to me." Nine out of ten words this man says are traps.
"I told you so."
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