Ark, they don't revolve around you

Four years ago, when the Reunion Movement invaded, he became infected due to injuries. At that time, it was Rhodes Island that was responsible for the physical examination and treatment. When the young policeman heard that he had oripathy, he felt like the sky was falling, and he held the report for a long time without moving.

The policeman had a premonition of his fate. His position would be replaced, and then the Guards would fire him and issue him a handsome pension. This was a benefit of the Guards, and anyone who saw it would be excited. But the young policeman knew the expense of living in Longmen. He had a wife and children to take care of, his house and car were both mortgaged, tuition was high, and all kinds of expenses were oppressing him.

He originally thought that he could be promoted to senior superintendent based on his merits, and all problems would be solved. However, if he became infected, this little money would not last long. By then, the young policeman would be driven to the slums and become one of those rats, and his family would also be laughed at.

The young policeman remembered that it was a very cold day. He knelt down in front of the doctor, selling his dignity and begging him not to leak the list. He didn't want to ruin his career!

The police didn't have much hope. Rhodes Island was just a small organization. How could they have the courage to deceive the Imperial Guard?

Sure enough, the man called Doctor sighed deeply and told him to go back. The young policeman became completely discouraged, his face lost color, and he drank all day long.

A few days later, the young policeman received the appointment letter - instead of being demoted, he was promoted. He couldn't believe it, and it took him a long time to realize that his medical examination form had not been submitted!

The young policeman... no, the senior superintendent was overjoyed and went to thank the doctor with gifts, but it was a pity that Zhuang Ning had already left Longmen.

The superintendent felt deeply regretful and inexpressibly moved. At this time, people from the Rhode Island office gave him medicine to suppress oripathy. This medicine was expensive and even a senior superintendent could not afford it.

But the people in the office whispered to him: "A hero shouldn't have a bad ending."

He would receive medication for his oripathy regularly, and Rhodes Island would falsify his annual physical examinations.

A few months ago, the doctor came to Longmen again, and he, who was already a senior superintendent, came out to greet him. The doctor even recognized him and asked him about his current situation with great enthusiasm. The superintendent felt warm in his heart and asked about the reason why he was curious back then.

"You're a good police officer, better than most of the superintendents in Lungmen. A hero shouldn't shed both blood and tears."

The doctor took off his mask, and the superintendent realized how young he was.

Later, his boss, the former deputy director of the Imperial Guard Bureau, stepped down because of his corruption and murder. Everyone speculated that the next deputy director would be one of his colleagues - a loser who always relied on his family background to show off.

——He didn’t expect his colleague to resign

Like a joke, the position of deputy director was once again vacant.

A note was handed to him.

He is a wanted gangster hiding in the slums, and the entire Longmen is looking for him.

The superintendent put the note away calmly. He knew who gave him the opportunity. He tried his best and lived up to everyone's expectations by catching the big boss. He caught Wei Yanwu's eye and was promoted to deputy director.

Countless people offered him champagne and fine wine. He became a superior person and those who looked down on him before wanted to lick his toes.

But deep down in his heart, the superintendent knew one thing very well: it was not Wei Yanwu or Shi Huaiya who helped him climb to this position - it was the doctor!

The Doctor came to the Christmas Eve party. He was still so low-key, and seemed not to care even though others mocked him. He stood in the snow with snow falling on his shoulders. The white and black intertwined, making him extremely conspicuous.

"Happy Christmas Eve, Deputy Chief."

"I want to have a free meal, but they won't let me in. Can you allow me to go in?" He said in a calm tone. The deputy director recalled the afternoon four years ago when this man spoke in a gentle tone, as if to comfort him, when he learned that he had oripathy.

Everyone following the deputy director was shocked. This weirdo was dressed so strangely, but the deputy director started crying. He took the doctor in and held Zhuang Ning's hand to seriously indicate Zhuang Ning's identity.

In contrast, Zhuang Ning seemed calm: "I came to see you today not for those things, but just to see you."

"PhD?"

"You may still want to join Rhodes Island, but there is no need. As long as your heart is on our side, you are an operator of Rhodes Island." Zhuang Ning put his hand on his shoulder and encouraged him. He was a good agitator and had mastered the techniques to encourage people over the years.

"You don't have to thank me. You succeeded through your own efforts." Zhuang Ning put his hand on his shoulder. "My request to you is simple. Don't disobey Shi Huaiya. You have to do your best to help her. You have to make Longmen better, right?"

"Yes!"

The deputy director had not finished speaking. If Shi Huaiya or even Chen Huijie had a conflict with the doctor, he would definitely stand on the side of the latter.

Zhuang Ning smiled and stood up. Although he was obviously a young man, his eyes had the majesty of a superior.

"Spend some time with your family, Deputy Director. You should know that your family is the most important thing to you."

……

Zhuang Ning didn't stay for too long and soon came out of the mansion.

There are many people like the deputy director who are willing to listen to him, and Longmen’s superstructure is under his control.

Is this cheating?

...No, he thought, of course not, they trust me, and I will lead them to create a better gantry.

After the snow, the air became cold. This is the winter in Longmen. The water has frozen into ice. Zhuang Ning hesitated, thinking that this place is quite close to the lower city area.

He was in high spirits and planned to go to the slums. On the way, the man felt the Christmas Eve songs and the noise of his family, and inexplicably enjoyed this atmosphere.

However, when Zhuang Ning walked into the slums and into the area of ​​the gang, his gentleness disappeared. Many shadows surrounded him, all homeless children who were particularly excited when they saw prey.

"Hey!"

They shouted.

In this winter, this group of people were wearing thin clothes, but none of them felt cold. They were only fifteen or sixteen years old, the age of young boys.

Zhuang Ning smiled, but instead of leaving, he stopped and a sense of violence surged in his veins.

He subconsciously came to this chaotic place, wanting to liberate the beast in his heart.

So, when he came to his senses and was surrounded by these evil teenagers, Zhuang Ning was not embarrassed. Instead, he heard a thumping sound, which was his heart beating, pumping blood from the heart to his limbs.

"Hey, look at this handsome boy. He seems to be living a good life. Why did he come back to this garbage dump of ours?!"

There was a burst of shrill mockery, and the leader of the group of teenagers, a Zalak, pushed through the crowd, with his signature mouse ears and tail, and the visible signs of mineral disease on his body.

Zhuang Ning provoked him silently. He grinned and blinked his black eyes gently.

"Hey, what are you pretending for?!"

"Answer me, *longmen swear*, who do you think you are?!"

Yes, there was no need to even speak. Just one look and one action were enough to arouse their anger. Zhuang Ning had already put his hands in his pockets.

There was a fist wind approaching in front of him, and in an instant, Zhuang Ning's heart was filled with pity. These young people were homeless like himself and had the desire to destroy everything.

The difference is just.

——Your lethality is still too weak.

It's like a breeze blowing in your face. Who can be hurt by such a fist?

Zhuang Ning opened his eyes and widened them. Time slowed down and his consciousness became sharper than ever. He easily grasped the boy's fist and swung his other right hand like a whip.

The sound of a broken nose could be heard and blood gushed out. The young man was hit in the face and let out a strange howl, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Kill him! Kill him!" the young man roared. Zhuang Ning sighed softly. Various weapons were thrown at him. Two fists could not defeat four legs. Besides, he was not an operator who was proud of his strength.

But Zhuang Ning was not afraid and let the weapon fall.

He broke a man's joints, and the man screamed, and the dagger in his hand fell down. Zhuang Ning picked up the dagger, and during this time, a man with a weird hairstyle smashed an iron rod into his back.

He didn't feel any pain, he turned around and smiled coldly, then hit the thug's forehead with the back of the knife. In this kind of multi-fighting battle, the key is to hit the vital point directly.

More and more people fell down, and gradually, the evil boys took a step back. They valued their face more than anything else, but they were afraid of the monster on the snow.

Around this black evil spirit was dancing snow, stained with the color of blood.

"Ha." Zhuang Ning laughed, a hearty laugh. He had never been so happy before, even though he was doing such a despicable thing, bullying a group of children.

He started to sing while laughing, but his voice was tone-deaf and too bad to listen to. The evil teenagers watching him got even more scared when they saw him pick up a machete and drag it on the ground and move forward slowly.

Someone finally couldn't bear it anymore, screamed in fear, and ran back.

"Don't run, it's not over yet!" The evil spirit chased with a knife. On such a beautiful day, he chased the evil boy like crazy.

The enemy suddenly stopped and did not move. Zhuang Ning became a little confused. Seeing the slender shadow and the black color reflected in the blood, all the evil boys looked as well-behaved as babies in her eyes.

"Ms. Lin... Miss."

That girl is so beautiful, Zhuang Ning sighed, her beauty doesn't seem like a flower that can grow in the slums, but when such a person appears, we can no longer fight.

He was bored and dropped the knife.

"What happened?" Lin Yuxia said gloomily to the young man, "I said that fighting is not allowed these days."

"It's that guy! He's slashing us from behind!"

Perhaps they hoped that Lin Yuxia would speak up for them and describe in vivid detail how fierce the battle was.

But they were wrong. Lin Yuxia approached Zhuang Ning and their eyes met. Zhuang Ning gave an innocent smile.

Lin Yuxia sighed, reached out and carefully wiped the blood off his face, her movements extremely gentle.

She looked back coldly and said to the evil boy: "The doctor would not do that, I want the truth!"

Chapter 48: Give Me Your Loyalty

Those evil young men scattered like birds and beasts.

There is a church in the slums, and a kind nun is distributing Christmas Eve communion. Lin Yuxia asks them to go there to receive it tonight, and then take a rest before returning to their underground lair.

Before leaving, Zhuang Ning seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak, not from just one person, but from groups of them. Those evil young men stared at Zhuang Ning with unprecedented hatred, wishing they could cut this madman into pieces!

However, as long as Lin Yuxia glanced at them, these teenagers avoided her gaze. Their minds at this age were too easy to understand. Zhuang Ning smiled and felt that it was really ungentlemanly of him to vent his anger on them.

"I'm sorry." Lin Yuxia cleaned Zhuang Ning's wound and apologized in a very soft voice. Her eyes were evasive under her bangs. "Actually, they are not bad people. They just think that holding a knife is cool. Those people don't want to learn anything. They just want to join a club one day and fight the world with knives. But they don't like others looking down on them, so they will use knives to chop others."

She was defending those bad boys. This girl always wanted to be as cold as a mafia boss. She often had a stern face and rarely smiled. But she was such a good person and would take the initiative to empathize with those homeless children.

"They like you, Miss Lin." Zhuang Ning said for no reason, his eyes fixed, "They regard you as their goddess."

"This is their misunderstanding." Lin Yuxia said lightly. In her eyes, those teenagers were just a group of homeless children.

"It's not a misunderstanding. I can guess how you treat them. You must be very serious. They are afraid of you, but you are very kind to them. You always want to tell them that the infected are not lowly. Once someone outside bullies them, you will speak up for them."

Zhuang Ning whispered, his breath turned into mist, and the corresponding picture emerged in his mind: a shabby classroom, the girl glaring at him, repeatedly using a stern voice to educate the youth club that it was not such a frivolous matter, but they didn't care in their hearts and were willing to be taught a lesson. These little gangsters must like this girl very much. Although she looks cold, she will treat them as human beings and will feel sad for them.

"You shouldn't have treated me like this in front of them. In their eyes, you should have been the most beautiful person in the world, but you took the initiative to break this image."

"I'm not who they think I am. I'm just Lin Yuxia."

She bandaged Zhuang Ning's wound and seemed very satisfied. She also tied a knot on the wound in a very Yan country style.

Under the snow, this Zarak girl with beautiful pink hair looked like a goddess. "I don't like them, I——"

Zhuang Ning interrupted her: "Ms. Lin, didn't you go to accompany your father? Today is Christmas Eve."

"Christmas Eve? But we are from Longmen. What does Christmas Eve have to do with us? It's all the influence of consumerism." Lin Yuxia said disdainfully.

"You're not the first person to say that to me."

"Who else?"