to pure life

Nice reward..."

"Garcia." Si Mingrui said the name with a smile.

"Well, besides that guy, who else has such a precious idea. There are some people... as long as they can see the leader alone, they will be satisfied." Cohen stroked his temples, raised his eyelids and glanced at Si Mingrui, and then went on. spoke.

Si Mingrui felt that he could also guess who this person was, but he didn't continue the topic. Putting his hands into his trouser pockets, Si Mingrui turned sideways to Cohen and said, "May I ask, why do you Want to follow the leader?"

Unexpectedly, Cohen raised his eyebrows in surprise, thought for a few seconds and said slowly: "Some people don't say anything or do anything, just stand in front and want people to follow them for the rest of their lives." His tone revealed a bit of nostalgia and emotion, and the expression on his face completely changed, "Haha, the leader is actually not very competent. Most of the time, he can't even see anyone. He always likes to be alone. It doesn't care much about the organization."

Si Mingrui nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully.

"So, no one wants to be abandoned by the leader. If useless people are destined to be abandoned, then let's abandon the waste that is behind everyone."

It's a bit of a weird twist, but Cohen's tone is very serious, with a bit of determination, which seems to be what he has in mind.

"The leader's wish is to eliminate all mutants. It is undeniable that I secretly laughed in my heart when I heard it for the first time, because it is like the kind in the novel where all relatives are killed by mutants, and after gaining power, they desperately want revenge. The hero who hates each other, if he is lucky, he may even become the savior of the world." Cohen was immersed in some kind of memory, and whispered word by word, "And I may be a little person who is helping the savior. But That is indeed a good wish, especially when the frequency of the metamorphosis is getting higher and higher, and more and more people die under the hands of the metamorphosis, I found..."

Cohen stopped at this point, and Si Mingrui was listening intently, and couldn't help asking, "What did you find?"

"I found out that the leader is not the savior of the world, he... is just the savior of those of us who don't know what to do with our lives. It's very simple. It seems that there is no other way out for the supernatural beings except to join Nuen. However, that kind of life is not what people with supernatural powers really want. Of all the new human beings on earth, perhaps having supernatural powers accounts for less than one ten-thousandth of them. One, other people are not your companions, maybe we all have the same species, but they only envy your abilities while secretly fearing your existence, they never understand your thoughts, they only regard you as a weapon, that’s all. How sad." Cohen seemed to have experienced it, and he narrated leisurely to the night sky with his head raised.

"But he didn't regard you as his companions either." Si Mingrui knew that Cohen understood that he was referring to Huang Quan.

"The leader is a very attractive man, well, to be honest, his usual expression is to pull a face, or frown in displeasure, and sneer when he kills a mutant... In the end, it’s just that I don’t know how to express my feelings.”

"It seems that you know him well." Si Mingrui blurted out.

"Haha, that's just because the leader is an extremely simple person." Cohen laughed a few times, and then the arc of his mouth disappeared, "It's so simple that it often makes people feel scared."

"Are you afraid?" Si Mingrui chewed the word in his mouth.

"When the leader's wish is fulfilled, why should he live?"

The author has something to say: ... this week is a hell Ahhhhh! ! ! !

I moved twice a week, who still has me sadly! ! ! ! ! !

My friends always ask me why I look so haggard...Is it possible to not be haggard after exams, moving, walking to school for half an hour and sitting on a crowded bus for more than half an hour...

And after moving twice, there is still no network available. Today I went to buy an unlimited network card after school... so expensive... and it's only 3gb... vomiting blood...

A lot of comrades who left messages have disappeared recently... I'm going to write the last volume, so you can show your heads and say hello... I'm really thinner than a cucumber...

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After a long silence, Si Mingrui didn't know how to answer Cohen's subconscious question, so he just looked up at Hongyue.

"Aha, such a serious topic is not suitable for us, and it is still unknown whether this matter can be realized in the lifetime of the leader... Cough, don't get me wrong, I am not saying that the leader is incapable of completing it, but it has changed in recent years. The number of substrates has grown explosively, and the species has also undergone considerable changes. It’s like an evolution with hormones. Maybe one day, I will die carelessly in the mission like your predecessor.” Cohen was a little sad, It seems that he has a good relationship with the original Code Nine team members.

He was still considering whether to comfort Cohen, but when he found that the other party's face was wearing a naughty smile again, Si Mingrui sighed. For these guys who walk on the edge of life and death all day, this is just a It's just whining, and you don't need any relief.

"Okay!" Cohen yelled, and put his arms around Si Mingrui's shoulders, "Hmph, next week you will go on missions with me and Lun Duo, don't worry, brother, I will take good care of you. I will definitely not let you get hurt in the slightest, but don't be too narcissistic, it's not because I'm in love with you, my heart will always belong to the leader."

For some unknown reason, Si Mingrui asked, "Are you serious about the last sentence?"

"of course not!"

The two laughed at the same time, and Cohen took this opportunity to take a sneak look at Si Mingrui, only to see that the other person's expression was not fake, and the black pupils that finally looked at him reflected the dim light of Yeyue.

"How?" When Cohen rubbed his neck with his hands and walked into his personal lounge, a slender figure emerged from a dark corner.

Cohen didn't answer right away, but sat on the bed and kicked off his shoes, then fell on his back on the bed with his hands wide open, looking very tired.

The figure slowly approached, condescendingly looking down at someone who was motionless on the bed, his charming dark blue eyes were turbulent.

"Tsk." Cohen turned his back to Di Laro, "Next time you show up in my room without permission, be careful that I will tell the leader all the good things you have done."

"Hmph, all the things I do are for the leader, you can say what you want." With a dismissive expression, Cohen's threatening words made Di Laro just want to snort coldly.

"Okay, okay, I can't say enough about you, anyway, the starting point, ending point, and everything in between of everything you do is for our handsome, unrestrained, handsome and extraordinary leader who is popular among thousands of boys and girls, and whose strength is unfathomable. ’” Without panting, Cohn arched his body forward and tucked his head under the pillow.

This attitude made Di Laro's face gloomy, but after a few seconds, he approached the other party and said softly: "Then how about I tell Londo about the good things you did?"

"Don't you fucking do unnecessary things for me!" Cohen got up instantly and threw the pillow aside, his hair was messy, and Cohen, who frowned and scolded in a low voice, looked terrible.

"We're companions, aren't we?" With an unexpected smile on his face, Di Laro patted the clothes, as if they were accidentally covered with dust, and looked at Cohen, who had a bad face, and asked again, "What about that?" Who the hell is that guy?"

"As long as you have a word with the leader, you are the master who can figure out the masturbation | objects of each other in various periods." Sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding his knees with one hand, Cohen rolled his eyes and said dryly .

Di Laro narrowed his slender eyes, and the waves flowed, "You met him before, didn't you?"

"So what, I don't know anything except the name and good strength." Cohen said impatiently.

It didn't sound like he was lying, and Di Laro glanced unwillingly at Cohen, who lowered his head, and let out another soft snort from the tip of his nose, then turned around and left.

When the door closed, Cohen raised his head with a complicated expression on his face.

"Alas..." In the end, he could only let out a long sigh. It's better not to get involved with the leader's emotional problems.

Leaving the room, Di Laro happened to see Lun Duo who entered the public rest room at the same time. The other party held a portable biocomputer in his hand and seemed to be about to go back to his room. Their eyes met and they nodded politely to each other. After saying hello, Di Laro left calmly, leaving Lun Duo standing alone, looking at Cohen's closed door, with a lonely and sad expression on his face.

"Are you okay?" Another footstep appeared, and then some strange voices rang in the ears of the slightly dazed Rondo, and the visitor seemed to realize that something was wrong with him at the moment.

When a hand reached out to pat him on the shoulder, Lun Duo's first reaction was to dodge quickly, and then turned his head to see the new team member who had the same mysterious black eyes as the leader. With such a big reaction, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, but the expression on his face did not show any dissatisfaction.

"I'm fine." Lun Duo said to Si Mingrui expressionlessly. Except for a few familiar people in the salad team, Lun Duo would talk coldly about the inaccessible existence in front of everyone else.