Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

"Do you... want me to take a walk with you?"

Walking with Bibi Dong?Or did she take the initiative to invite?

After hearing this, Zhang San didn't know whether his current mood should be flattered or frightened. In short, his heart was indeed extremely uneasy.

"It's not safe for a woman like me to walk alone in the woods at night."

Bibi Dong turned to look at Zhang San, squinted her eyes and asked with a smile:

"So would you like to go with me?"

Are you Bibi Dong also afraid of walking at night?Are you kidding me?

Zhang San was stunned, but of course he quickly understood that Bibi Dong's question seemed to be a two-choice question of "go" or "no go", but it was actually a single-choice question.

"Of course I do, my... Your Majesty."

There was no one else around at this time. Zhang San bowed respectfully to Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong nodded slightly and said, "Let's go."

However, he walked towards the dense forest with dignified and elegant steps.

Zhang San quickly followed and walked into the forest with her.

"What do you think of the moonlight tonight?"

As Bibi Dong spoke, she took off the veil on her face, as if she didn't like this decoration that concealed her appearance.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

In fact, the person in front of me is more beautiful.

Of course, Zhang San did not dare to say this seemingly frivolous statement, although it was indeed the truth.

Zhang San looked at the woman walking in front of him and held his breath unconsciously.

The bright moonlight shone down from the top of his head, and the soft light imprinted on his snow-white skin, as if a light layer of frost had formed. His earthly appearance, coupled with the haziness and dreaminess given by the moonlight, made him The noble saint in front of her looked like the goddess of the moon who had just descended to earth and was still covered in moonlight and stars.

This quiet environment, the beautiful moonlight, and the two of them being alone, Zhang San soon couldn't stand it anymore. He forced his reluctant eyes away and looked away to prevent himself from really indulging in this. Shocked by the beauty, she suffocated and fell to the ground.

Maybe the above description is a bit exaggerated, and Zhang San didn't know if he felt so emotional because he was disturbed by the current atmosphere and unique environment.

But it is undeniable that Bibi Dong is indeed a rare beauty in the world, especially when she no longer speaks in official accent and reveals her quiet and gentle posture to you alone in a private place, it is difficult not to be moved by it.

At least Zhang San had to warn himself repeatedly not to be deceived by this beautiful and tender appearance. He must know that Bibi Dong was not a simple and beautiful beauty, but a decisive, calm and cold person in power.

All the gestures she showed and all the gentle words she spoke had their purpose...

Zhang San thought about these words of warning over and over again in his mind, and finally managed to stop his pounding heart from being so impatient.

Bibi Dong didn't seem to notice the complicated emotions and thoughts in Zhang San's heart. She just walked along the path of unknown destination, and then asked gently:

"Do you have the answer to the question in your mind now?"

"Yes, Master, I think... I have the answer."

This time Zhang San gave an affirmative answer and continued:

"I know why I didn't kill him then, because I just didn't want to kill anyone."

Bibi Dong shook her head and smiled: "What you said is as if you have never said it before."

Zhang San couldn't see the expression on Bibi Dong who was walking in front, but his tone sounded very relaxed, as if he was having a heart-to-heart talk with a long-lost friend, or an ignorant junior.

"Explain it well."

Bibi Dong was indeed in a good mood. She asked softly:

"What exactly were you thinking at that time?"

After Zhang San pondered for a moment, he asked:

"Well... Master, do you think those people deserve to die?"

"Damn?"

Bibi Dong shook her head and sneered:

"Everyone in this world will eventually die, which means that in the eyes of God, everyone deserves to die."

"But in my opinion, whether they are dead or alive, they are all a group of insignificant characters. Whether they are dead or alive, I don't care."

Bibi Dong had no intention of hiding her contempt for the weak. In fact, as a woman who could stand at the top in this cruel society that believed in the law of the jungle, she had already adapted to this world of the jungle.

"They don't deserve to be considered 'dead' by me, but it doesn't matter if they die, I don't care and I don't care."

After listening to Bibi Dong’s self-narration, Zhang San asked:

"So, you let me decide whether they live or die?"

"One of the reasons."

Bibi Dong, whose tone was quite sharp just now, suddenly softened again. She sighed softly, looked up at the starry sky and said:

"If I don't do this, how will you know if you really want to kill them?"

"Yes, I really learned a lot this time."

Zhang San took a deep breath and had to say that the air in the mountains was indeed very fresh, but it was too cold, so cold that his body couldn't stop trembling.

"I have killed people before. I have killed to complete organizational tasks, I have killed to save people, I have even killed to have a full meal..."

"But you never decided to kill yourself."

"what……"

Bibi Dong suddenly stopped and interrupted Zhang San, and Zhang San made a surprised sound.

Bibi Dong said calmly:

"You are always forced to choose to end the other person's life, is that right?"

"Yes, when I kill someone, I often don't have a choice."

From the tone of voice, Zhang San couldn't tell Bibi Dong's mood at this moment, but he could clearly feel that Bibi Dong was serious and serious at this moment, completely losing the casual feeling when talking to him just now.

"Then why don't you want to kill someone?"

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she felt that her question was still not specific enough, so she added:

"Even if they offend you and make you unhappy, you still don't want to kill them?"

Zhang San replied:

"If they really have a way to kill them, I will kill them."

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly but immediately relaxed. She stepped forward again and said at the same time:

"Then in your mind, who has the 'way to death'?"

Zhang San thought for a moment and replied:

"A person who has committed the unforgivable sin."

Bibi Dong asked again: "Then how do you define 'unforgivable people'?"

Zhang San paused and replied:

"Someone who has done something that is irreversible and unforgivable."

After hearing this, Bibi Dong was slightly startled for a moment, and then she said in a joking tone:

"It seems that there are not many people in this world worthy of being killed by my apprentice, right?"

"Yes, Master."

Zhang San took a deep breath again and began to explain his understanding seriously.

"Everyone in this world has his or her own way of living. The world does not revolve around one person. There will always be someone who offends me, but I am not a powder keg. I can get on with it at the drop of a hat. So I won't and don't have to do it because of just one person. If you provoke one of my people, I will fight to the death with him."

"And I also know that people in the world make mistakes, and there are also many people who fall into the wrong path and become evil people for various reasons. But I believe that there are only a handful of truly heinous evil people in this world. There are many evil people who are behind the scenes. Everyone has their own difficulties.”

"But this does not mean that I will condone the crimes they have committed. No matter who it is, no matter what the reason is, they will be punished if they make a mistake. The role of punishment is to make them realize their mistakes. And understand that you can’t do it again next time.”

"Death is indeed a kind of punishment, but it is only a kind of punishment. Even death is sometimes not the most severe punishment. Some bastards who have done the most heinous crimes have no fear of death. They have died a hundred times, but they are getting better. So relieved that some people still want to cut them into pieces."

"And once a person dies, it means that he has no chance to reflect, repent, repent, and ultimately gain redemption."

"Death kills all possibilities for their future. They can neither become worse nor become better."

"I hate death, it's a bad thing."

Zhang San exhaled a breath of turbid air. At some point, the tips of his nails dug deeply into his flesh, and blood began to drip from his soft palms.

"So, if I could, I wouldn't wish death on anyone who didn't deserve to die."

"What's even more annoying is that people treat killing as child's play and life as child's play..."

"Bastard!"