[Quick Wear] Full-level heartthrobs can't fall in love

The Joker is clearly not very happy with his performance.

"The one under your feet is a policeman, an undercover agent among freshmen in the same class as you." The clown pressed on step by step.

"So what? What does it have to do with me if there are too many freshmen in the same class?" Wen Xiaobai obviously didn't like this set of words, and returned back in a flat tone, without getting angry at all.

"Actually, the main reason for discovering his identity is you."

The clown's casual words made Wen Xiaobai's smile almost froze on his face. Fortunately, he adjusted in time, "Oh? Interesting? You might as well elaborate."

"Your identity has always been doubted by the high-level executives. When I was observing you, I didn't find that there was always a shadow of someone beside you."

The clown's tone was indifferent, as if he was describing a small matter, but every word he uttered made Wen Xiaobai's hands and feet tremble.

What's the meaning?Could it be Yan Xiu who was killed by him? !

Do not!This is impossible!

Obviously, I have cleared my suspicions a long time ago!

"That person is the policeman under your feet."

The clown also walked up to Yan Xiu's side, and kicked him over, directly turning his body over. In addition to the stronger smell of blood, the back half of Yan Xiu's body was also exposed.

Wen Xiaobai couldn't help opening his eyes any longer, he covered his mouth, and staggered back a few steps.

On Yan Xiu's back, there are grooves one after another, and the meat inside has been dug out, and these crazy guys planted opium, poppy, poppies in the bloody pit surface, and one after another bright red flowers The flower buds bloomed on his back.

Even worse is his lower body.

At the back, the milky white liquid occupies the entire buttocks, the absurdity is simply absurd!

Wen Xiaobai didn't even dare to think about what Yan Xiu experienced here.

In such a small room, the only window was sealed with layers of tape to block the sunlight, and outside the window was a tight iron fence.

There is no one in the wilderness for ten miles.

He was tortured day after day, and given strong injections again and again. On the surface, he was prolonging his life, but it was just to make him suffer more.

"It's a bit inhumane for you to do this."

His words touched the blind spot of the clown's knowledge, "Humanity? He is a policeman, he is a traitor, if you don't kill him, he will kill us."

Wen Xiaobai replied plainly, "Then you just let him kill him, will humiliating him make you feel happy?"

"You look a little angry." The clown was still desperately touching his bottom line, "But he is really good-looking, so we couldn't help it."

Wen Xiaobai was stunned, and he repeated, "Us?"

The clown nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes, of course good things have to be shared together, do you want to come too? He's not dead yet."

He couldn't control himself anymore and punched the clown in the face.

The two of them fell heavily in the bloody beach, and every fist that was swung brought out Yan Xiu's hard work, and he could even feel Yan Xiu's gaze and despair.

Half of the mask on the clown's face had been smashed, and his jaw and nose were gradually exposed, but he kept smiling and didn't fight back.

The more he behaved like this, the angrier Wen Xiaobai became. Just when he was about to take off the clown mask to see his true face, a gun was pointed at his abdomen.

"Don't touch my mask, anyone who sees my face will die."

How could Wen Xiaobai listen to these things at this moment? It's not that he never died, and then he will take off his mask regardless of his care.

The clown obviously didn't expect that he was really not afraid of death. Fortunately, he was prepared to kick Wen Xiaobai away.

The moment he fell out, the mask on the clown's face also fell off, but his speed was extremely fast, and by the time Jiawen Xiaobai got up, he had already put on a new mask.

Except for Yan Xiu who was lying on the ground, no one saw the clown's true face.

He pointed the gun at Wen Xiaobai, his tone was a little tired, "I won't play with you anymore, announce the mission."

"The mission of the low-level mission officer Wen Xiaobai this time is to kill the undercover policeman Yan Xiu. If you fail to complete the mission, I, the lovely Mr. Clown, will kill the two of you."

After speaking, he took a few steps forward, and seeing Wen Xiaobai who was staring at him viciously, he handed over the gun so reassuringly.

Wen Xiaobai clutched his sore abdomen and stared at him viciously, "Are you kidding? You tell me to kill me?!"

The clown snorted, and the ending was drawn out. Even though the mask blocked his face, Wen Xiaobai seemed to see his smile—a sarcastic smile.

"This is your choice. My task is to deal with the aftermath. You can do whatever you want." He raised his right hand high, holding a controller in his hand.

I saw the clown pointing towards the corner of the room, Wen Xiaobai followed his gaze, and there was a bomb there.

It looked like everyone would die here if he didn't follow his orders.

"Actually, the mission this time is mainly to clear your suspicion of being an undercover agent. After all, we can't find any evidence, so we can only use this low-end method to test you." The clown persuaded, "I can see your sympathy. He, but he is a policeman after all, killing him may be a relief for him."

He was right.

For Yan Xiu at this moment, death is not terrible but a relief.

Wen Xiaobai took the pistol, and held the gun countless times, but this time it seemed extraordinarily unfamiliar in his hand.

He had known Yan Xiu not long ago, and even his understanding of the policeman was limited to Jin Yang's narration in the car that day.

In every checkpoint, Yan Xiu can appear in front of him in time. Wen Xiaobai is not stupid. Although Yan Xiu always looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away, he can see the concern in his eyes every time. get.

In fact, he didn't have to die.

Based on Yan Xiu's experience, if he hadn't approached him again and again because of worry, maybe he wouldn't be suspected, maybe he wouldn't be investigated deeply, maybe he wouldn't be in the situation he is today.

Self-blame and hatred swept Wen Xiaobai. It was the first time he regretted it so much, and it was the first time he wished that time could be turned back and everything could be repeated.

But at this moment he has no choice.

The gun in his hand has been raised and aimed at the people on the ground.

Just press the handle lightly, and an excellent policeman can be buried in his hands. At the same time, Wen Xiaobai can also choose to turn around and shoot the clown, to fight for this chance of survival, or die together.

When he made a decision, he met Yan Xiu's expression, and his body was shocked for a moment.

What is it that makes me want to die so much.

Wen Xiaobai didn't want to die.

He doesn't want to end the world like this.

He swears.

He wants to eradicate all the evil forces in this world, and he wants to make all those who should pay the price pay the price!

With a gunshot, Mo Chenyan in the distance finally burst into laughter.

Wen Xiaobai shed a tear, he raised his head and turned around gracefully, the clown couldn't see any other emotions except the reddish corners of his eyes.

I saw the young man in front of me speak, "My mission, have you completed it?"

It's as if something has changed.