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Chapter 588 Chapter 580 Six · "Aren't you a hero?"

The middle-aged man stood up unsteadily, his clothes soaked in rain and blood.

"It's you, it's you...in a wheelchair, you are the city lord..."

He walked crookedly step by step, clenched his fists, and his bones creaked:
"It's interesting to watch us small people struggle from above, isn't it?" Jemin's eyes were fierce: "We have all been tamed by the 'Dawn', which put the animal taming ring on our necks, but we are still willing to become a part of the city-state." Members, will be enslaved for the rest of their lives..."

Su Ming'an didn't speak.

Jemin's eyes were heavy:

"—City Master, aren't you the hero who led the Doomsday City to rebel? Aren't you the most intelligent genius ever? People like you can't understand mediocrity like us—the distance between us is bigger than the distance between a human and a dog." The distance between them is even greater!"

Jemin raised his fist, which was still stained with the girl's blood, with exposed veins and protruding joints.

"——So! Your existence has turned mediots like us into a group of idiots. You have squeezed our living space—what dawn system, what emotional overload, I have done my duty all my life, and never thought of committing a crime—— It's all your fault—"

His face was ferocious like a ghost, and he punched Su Ming'an fiercely.

The fist fell, bringing a violent gust of wind.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand, slightly curved his three fingers, and pinched the opponent's fist precisely.

Jieming was taken aback, his fist was restrained by life, he tried to pull out his hand, but Su Mingan's pinched three fingers did not move at all, which made his fist hurt.

"I don't want to comment on you." Su Mingan said: "The moment you become a perpetrator, you have lost the right to appeal for yourself."

He pulled his right hand outward, and Jemin fell to the right uncontrollably. The next moment, Jemin's pupils widened, and he was hit hard in the abdomen.

"Oh!"

Su Mingan withdrew his left hand that hammered Jemin's abdomen, and the opponent's body was thrown away like a boulder, hit hard on the brick wall, and fell to the ground.

It is true that his current state is a shadow state, but this does not mean that he is powerless, the fragility of the shadow state is only relative to the light state.

Su Mingan glanced at the girl lying in the corner, and the thunder sounded from time to time, illuminating her face halfway in the pool. She was holding her head, her arms were covered with bruises.

"..."

He stopped it just in time before Jemin could do more damage.

The surrounding night lights were still dimmed, and no one dared to open the windows or doors at such a time.

With warm orange juice in his arms, Su Mingan turned towards the entrance of the alley, but suddenly felt empty above.

It doesn't seem to be raining anymore.

He looked up and saw a bright red umbrella like a red cloud propped on his head.

The girl had already got up, holding an umbrella for him with her whole body wet.

The facial features she showed were not so beautiful, but they were soft enough. Her clear eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, as well as deep eye bags and dark circles.

... She is like a night elf.

There were still bruises on her face and arms, and these wounds made her look like a scarred doll, which was beautiful but fragile.

Su Mingan knew her name was Xiaomei, Dong Anan's sister who "worked at night".

"You..." As soon as Su Mingan spoke, she let out a "shh".

"This is very close to the battle group's garrison, so be careful not to be heard." Xiaomei said.

"You know me?" Su Mingan said, he was not wearing a mask now.

"Master Asa." Xiao Mei didn't call his last name.

"You don't hate me?"

"Although I'm an inferior personality, I shouldn't blame you for the fault." Xiaomei said: "The fault is for those who oppress us. You are just the maker of the rules, and you can't control everyone."

Just as Su Mingan was about to speak, a female voice suddenly came from behind.

"--Yo?"

A woman with wheat-colored skin and a well-built body stands on the eaves.

"Su Ming'an? You should be right, there are not many people in wheelchairs, so it's easy to recognize." The woman jumped down, her legs were slender and straight.

She observed Su Ming'an, his whole body was soaked now, his front was stained red with blood, and he did not look like the god-blocking and killing-god that he was a few worlds ago.

"Is there something wrong?" Su Mingan said lightly.

"Didn't you take me seriously?" The woman smiled and said, "Whether I chat in the world or report to the mechanical army outside, you will be finished."

"It doesn't matter, the Liming system has already locked my location." Su Mingan said.

The woman pursed her red lips: "My name is Violet."

Su Mingan doesn't care what her name is.

"Do you know why I came to you?" the woman said.

"Huh?" Su Mingan was confused.

The next moment, a panel appeared in front of him.

[The player (Violet) shows you his special skills (Secret of True Love)]

[(Secret of True Love): Exchanging bodily fluids with a player can restore 30-70% of the other's health and mana. 】

[Every time you use it, you need to pay Violet a piece of red-level equipment. 】

……

"Oh!"

With a gunshot, Su Mingan shot Violet directly, and with a crisp "snap", the woman's figure turned into foam and disappeared.Often engaged in such dangerous transactions, she has the means to get out.

"What are you pretending to be?" Violet's voice floated in the air: "You are obviously standing with that kind of working woman, your nature is nothing more than that."

Hearing her words, Xiaomei's thin shoulders trembled.

"If you don't get lost, invite me to the tower." Su Mingan said.

He doesn't know where Violet is now, otherwise he would have been invited by a high tower.

Violet stopped making a sound, and disappeared into the night like a cat.

Under the pouring rain, Xiaomei next to her clenched the red umbrella in her hand.After being directly identified by Violet, her whole body trembled.

...Why did it become like this.

...Obviously everyone will not pierce the layer of window paper, obviously, the city lord has already ignored this matter...

...Why does that person named Violet want to expose her like this!
She trembled convulsively, trying to turn around and escape into the rainy night.

"You are different from her." Su Mingan said.

People who act out of desire are different from those who are forced to survive.Violet's disdain for Xiaomei is meaningless.

Violet is for the benefit of the gear.Such players are people who let themselves go in the world game.This kind of invitation from Violet can only show that this is her way of life, and it should not be compared to Xiaomei.

Xiaomei clenched and loosened her hand, she still cared about Violet's ridicule: "...City Lord Asa, take shelter from the rain first, I will take you to my house."

Even if she was extremely sad, she could not leave the city lord and leave.He will get sick.

"Okay." Su Mingan said.

He really needs a place to shelter from the rain now.

She pushed him and walked slowly for a distance.Her red umbrella was too small to accommodate the two of them, so she tried her best to tilt the umbrella closer to his side.

The pouring rain poured through the gap, making her cheeks wet. She squinted her eyes and coughed softly, her shoulders were drenched by the cold rain.

After a while, as if wanting to break this difficult silence, or perhaps wanting to get the approval of the once aloof city lord, she spoke softly:
"...You, do you think I'm dirty?"

"I don't think so." Su Mingan said.

As early as on Zhai Xing, he had seen people with this kind of profession, and there was no shortage of people who wanted to get money quickly.

...But they are completely different from the little eyebrow in front of them.Some people do it to squeeze into the upper class, while others do it in exchange for desire and benefits.But for survival, it's different.

"Dirty people are those who persecute you and regard your body as a 'survival resource'." He said: "You just want to live, and you are not dirty at all."

He felt her trembling.

Not only was she sick but also cold, her hands were shaking violently as she pushed the wheelchair.

A faint sniffling sound came, but he didn't look back.

…What he said just now was scolding Asa Actor himself.

If it weren't for the judgment of the eight-type personality, the inferior personality would not be able to find a job at all, and she would not be reduced to the point of exchanging her body for money.

People living in marginalized areas have nowhere to vent their anger but resort to violence.However, relying on their innate physical advantages, they vent their anger on women who are difficult to resist, and condescendingly call them dirty. What is the difference between this group of people and the devil?
At such an age, she should be studying in the classroom.Instead of going out in the middle of the night and getting yourself bruised.

Suddenly he understood—

Why does the world need the existence of "exams".

If you don't take an exam and judge everything directly with this personality test, this will result in such a result.He knew that if she had the chance to take the exam, she would not be reduced to what she is today.

——Who deprived her of her upper limit?

——Who forced her to be in her current class?

"Drink?" Su Mingan raised his hand, holding the bottle of hot orange juice.

Xiaomei's deer-like eyes blinked, and she took the orange juice in disbelief: "...for me?"

"You are alone here."

"Um……"

She shrank her hands, tightly clutching the warm bottle.

The warm heat penetrated through her bluish-white palms, slowly staining her skin.She suddenly felt that the always unbearable night wind seemed to be no longer cold.

"Master Asa, you are very different from the rumors." She said, "You...you can talk to people like me and give me juice..."

"Personality can be a criterion for judging work adaptability, but it cannot represent a person's pros and cons." Su Mingan closed his eyes:
"Otherwise, what is the difference between us and the programmed program?"

(End of this chapter)