Fast Transmigration: Black Raiders

Zhao Wuxu came to him not to change the past.His life has come to an end. Although the result is not perfect, every decision is made by him himself, and he has walked his whole life bearing the consequences.

He clearly heard a stern voice in his heart ordering him, urging him to make a deal with the young man in front of him. That was his final mission, and as long as he completed it, he could return to peace.But he is unwilling, he has resisted the destiny of his life, even if he loses frankly, he will never submit.

"Intelligent Error Corrector No. [-]..." Li Tang muttered, and looked at Xiao Jiu, who looked up innocently.He regained his senses, looked at Zhao Wuxu and said, "What is Mr. Zhao planning?"

Zhao Wuxu looked at the bottles and jars on the cabinet, and asked, "These are the souls that came to seek help in the past?"

Li Tang looked up and saw the huge cabinet that stretched far to the top, filled with bottles of souls. "Well. It's a pity that there is no need to exist here anymore."

Zhao Wuxu smiled lightly: "That's not the case."

As a failure, the final foothold, there is nowhere else but here.

He stood up and walked towards the gate of time and space: "After disturbing for a long time, Zhao will leave first."

Li Tang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Hey, don't go, the data has not been adjusted yet, you will be crushed by the pressure of space if you go in like this..."

Zhao Wuxu opened the door, smiled at him and said, "I know." As he spoke, he fell backwards slowly...

Li Tang stared wide-eyed in astonishment, watching his body shattered like pieces of paper, turning into countless broken butterflies one after another, suddenly turning into powder in an instant, and disappearing into the empty time and space...

Li Tang stood there dumbfounded, as if his heart had stopped beating.

After a long time, a fluffy head rubbed against his palm, he bowed his head, Xiao Jiu held his hand and looked at him worriedly.

Li Tang's eyes warmed up, he sighed softly, patted his head tenderly and said, "Xiao Jiu, I just realized that our home is just a garbage collection station."

Not only is Zhao Wuxu's life false, the root he is looking for does not exist at all.They are just intelligent programs generated by holographic movies under the control of the optical brain, and those who come to ask for help are just derived wrong plots. The pawnshop is a huge garbage disposal station, which houses the wrong results. To modify the plot.

He has superb acting skills, is ruthless, and thinks that he is a fair trader and can change the fate of others. In fact, it is because he is just a set of cold data.

Xiao Jiu hugged his waist and said, "But I am not fake, and neither are you."

Li Tang laughed: "Of course not. Zhao Wuxu is not fake either. He is a messy code, and we are viruses." He took Xiao Jiu's hand, "Go, Dad will take you to harm the world."

Xiao Jiu looked confused.

Li Tang was eager to try: "Your second father is still waiting for us to reunite with him."

He couldn't wait to see that person, and after throwing away the responsibility of the pawn shop, nothing could hold back his urge to live every day.

"But where are you going to find him?"

"Little fool, of course I want to go to Zhao Wuxu's world." He said with a smile.

Who that person is may not be that important, the most important thing is that he knows that that person is waiting for him somewhere, and he is going to find him.

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Li Tang had a severe headache and barely opened his eyes, and the light entered his eyes little by little.

"Oh, my little ancestor, if you don't wake up, you are awake!" A slightly coquettish, gruff male voice stimulated his brain. He turned his head, only to see a big bearded, big and three thick man comparing him Lan Huazhi pointed at him angrily, "I told you to be safe, why didn't you listen? You still drove after drinking! Fortunately, no harm was caused to passers-by, otherwise how would you let others explain to your dead-faced brother?" ?”

Li Tang had a headache and frowned.

The man rolled his eyes at him: "Why didn't you kill you little goblin?"

"Xiao Jiu, this man is so noisy..." he muttered.

However, there was only silence in his mind.

Li Tang was stunned, and tried to call out again, but unfortunately it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and it couldn't stir up any waves.He was silent for a while, covered his head and asked, "Who are you?"

The man paused, Lanhua turned around, pointed at herself and said, "You, you, you ask someone? Oh my God, what the hell, is your little brain amnesia?" Then she pressed the bell and called Come to the doctor.

The doctor and nurse arrived in a short while, and the man wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes and said, "Doctor, look at this little friend, what the hell, he doesn't even remember him."

The doctor glanced at him coldly, and several nurses who suppressed their smiles obeyed the instructions and pushed Li Tang to the bed trolley for examination.

There was a blood clot in Li Tang's brain, and he successfully helped him get away with it.The man knew that he had amnesia, shouted "Unbelievable", then sighed and said: "My old man, it seems that you really have amnesia, but it's okay, I don't think this matter will hinder anything, on the contrary, baby Son, God gave you a chance to be a man again, and I, your old buddy, will teach you life lessons. Oh, I say, that's a great idea."

Li Tang was almost so angry that he refused to talk to him.It's a pity that there is only such a guy who claims to be an acquaintance by his side. If he wants to know some news, he can only get it from the guy who speaks a translator.

After communicating for an afternoon, Li Tang finally learned from him that he was the manager Lin De that Zhao Wuxu had mentioned, and his English name was Linda. Companion, the so-called old iron who has licked the iron friendship together.

In the evening, the stern old butler of the family came to deliver dinner, checked his condition, talked to the doctor and left.Lin De said that the Zhou family was dominated by his brother Zhou Sui, and that Zhao Wuxu had a bad relationship with his brother, and even the housekeeper didn't pay him much attention.Because he was worried that he would be bullied if he was taken care of by Zhou's servants, he squatted in the hospital for several days, specially guarding him, and he didn't even shave his beard for several days.

Zhao Wuxu was not an orphan at first, on the contrary, he was born in a well-educated family, his parents were both university professors, and they had a harmonious relationship.When Zhao Wuxu was eight years old, his parents sent him to his grandma's house to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary.The couple left on a whim, but when they came back, they encountered gangsters hijacking the car.Just when the gangster was about to stab a woman, Zhao's mother pushed the woman away, angering the gangster, and was stabbed several times. Zhao's father fought with her in anger and was seriously injured. In the process, he pinched the gangster's arm with his bare hands He refused to loosen his neck, and ignored the knife on his back, so he crushed the gangster to death.

Zhao Wuxu was waiting for his parents to come back to pick him up at his grandmother's house. He had just finished reading a book of world geography at hand when his grandmother came in with red eyes.

The young boy saw his parents for the last time in the hospital. The two were dying holding each other's hands and looking at him together, their bodies were covered in clotted blood.

During the night, the heart rate monitor stopped fluctuating.

Holding the book, the boy stood at the door of the intensive care unit, watching people come and go.

He heard a reporter ask: "Your parents were killed by gangsters, are you sad?"

Zhao Wuxu stared at the camera with blank eyes, and said word by word: "I, hate, him."

The reporter rubbed his head in satisfaction, like those who don't stay, and left.

Zhao Wuxu is hate, but hate is the most powerless emotion. The one who killed his parents is dead and took his parents' lives, leaving him alone in the world.In addition to hatred, he can't even take revenge.

Grandma was old and couldn't bear the blow for a while, she was seriously ill and was hospitalized, but she couldn't be rescued later, and Zhao Wuxu was truly an orphan.

The focus of the incident finally focused on him. He was the incompleteness left over from this tragic heroic deed, just like a sharp crack that cannot be ignored on the towering heroic monument, which cannot be ignored.

At that time, he lived in an orphanage, not knowing what to do in the future.There are no familiar people, no parents and grandma, and no study room full of books at home. Everything is strange, and he has to start all over again.

He had been in the orphanage for a few weeks when a gentle couple walked in one day, accompanied by a teenager.

That is Zhou's father, Zhou's mother, and Zhou Sui.

The woman who was rescued in the car was Zhou's mother.

The woman stepped forward, touched his head and said, "Wuxu, I will be your mother from now on, okay?"

Zhao Wuxu took a step back timidly.

The woman smiled slightly, squatted in front of him, stretched out her hand to him, and waited patiently for his response.

After a while, Zhao Wuxu's small hand secretly wiped the corner of his clothes, and carefully placed it in the woman's hand.

The Zhou family's parents were quite generous to him, they didn't force him to call them parents, but they treated him like their own son.But Zhou Sui is different, the new brother is excellent and indifferent, as cold as the ice and snow on the top of a mountain, he can't please him, he can't be warm.

Zhao Wuxu was afraid of Zhou Sui, and even exaggerated that as soon as his brother appeared, he wanted to dig a hole to hide.Fortunately, Zhou Sui didn't care much about him, and was even willing to clean up the mess for him.As he got older, Zhao Wuxu's memory of his childhood gradually became blurred, which was the body's self-protection reaction after receiving a major stimulus.

He should have hated all bloody things, but after he grew up, he developed a strong love for bloody things. Perhaps it was because of the idea of ​​homosexual revenge in his subconscious, eager to avenge his revenge with blood.However, without the object of revenge, this hatred is passed on to himself, and he hates that he is the only one left alone in this world.His behavior gradually lost the standard, one group after another, while Zhou's father and Zhou mother always pampered him, Zhou Sui continued to ignore him.

There was only one time when a friend urged him to try "new things". He was so excited by his companion that he got his neck stuck and injected. After being dizzy, he didn't know what he did.

He opened his dazed eyes. The familiar young man was sitting on a carved sandalwood chair with a black gun in his hand. He glanced at him casually and pointed the black muzzle at him as if playing, bang bang Bang, before he could react, the bullet hit his head, and Death passed him by.

Zhou Suidao: "Let me know that you don't care about your body so much next time, even if you don't kill you, you can never get out of here safe and sound."

Zhao Wuxu remained silent, staring at him relentlessly.Zhou Sui ignored him and kicked him, and he rolled to the door and was carried out.

He had no doubt that Zhou Sui didn't regard him as a human being at all.He cares about his body, as if this body is a work of art that must be displayed intact in a showcase, and the soul inside is of no importance at all.