Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

If Zhongming has a strong desire for revenge and she chooses to commit suicide, it means that she can still be passionate and have a possibility of changing her worldview. The means are cruel but they can be changed. Although it is difficult to change her, she is not completely hopeless.

But if Zhongming chooses to stab his own people to ensure his own survival, then this person is extremely cruel and ruthless, and will do anything without hesitation for his own survival. Such a person must not be kept, because if he ever turns against you and kills you and buries you, no one will be able to find you.

"How can I trust you?" Zhongming was numb after the previous blow, and she was now in the final cooling-off period.

"You have no choice." Fang Qingyun was a little panicked. No way... If this guy really stabbed him... It means that Zhongming is not a scheming person, but just has a strong desire for revenge, and has grown a little crooked. Logically speaking, he would use magic to bring Zhongming back to life, and then hand her over to Kikuchiyo for a good education. Maybe she is still a promising talent, but Kikuchiyo will most likely cut Zhongming into pieces several times to comfort the souls of those brothers in heaven, and then educate her in the most severe way to make her a good person.

"...Dujuan, when I die, send that woman down to accompany me."

Du Juan took the order and put the knife on Kikuchiyo's neck. Kikuchiyo was also very calm. Her five minutes of invincibility and armor equivalent to dozens of lives would be gone after the five minutes. After all, she was just a follower card, and the armor she got was temporary and only lasted for five minutes. If she was stabbed in the neck at this time, there was really no way to save her.

Zhongming took a deep breath, put the knife on his neck, looked at Kikuchiyo with a resentful tone, and uttered a final curse: "Stinky bitch, I'll wait for you down there..."

Then, gunshots rang out.

Yes, you read that right, gunshots were heard.

It was Zhongming's shotgun that fired, and the gun was pointed at Dujuan's back, while Dujuan's knife was on Kikuchiyo's neck. He had always been loyal, and put the knife on Kikuchiyo without any hesitation, and didn't even look back.

From the beginning to the end, the final name actually had something to keep.

When she counterattacked Kikuchiyo, she actually only fired three shots, and the last shot was actually kept as a trump card.

As soon as Fang Qingyun's gamble came out, she was prepared. Naturally, her vision did not take into account that Fang Qingyun still had the ability to resurrect. She just came to a conclusion based on her own brain circuit. Fang Qingyun seemed to have given two choices, but in fact he was adjusting the relationship between her and Du Juan. The next war would be between her and Du Juan, and Fang Qingyun wanted to test how she could fight back and kill a warrior in order to decide whether to cooperate with her.

With her abilities, it was naturally impossible for her to kill Du Juan one-on-one in close combat, otherwise she would not have ended up outside of Yazongyi City.

"Ha! Stupid pig! From the beginning to the end, I never wanted to keep you." Zhongming spat at Dujuan. She was quite good at sneak attacks. The shot she aimed at the back should have broken Dujuan's heart. "I won, right? Can you let me go?"

"Hmm..." Fang Qingyun was not surprised at all, although he was indeed nervous. He even planned to go against his own words and save Kikuchiyo's life. If it really didn't work... he would give the final resurrection to Dujuan as compensation. This might be his double standard. From the very beginning, this bet was his mistake. Even if he had to sacrifice his bottom line and promise, he had to pull innocent people out of the matter and not let others be responsible for his big talk.

"You can go now." Fang Qingyun kept his word. He did not go back on his word and ordered the sniper to take action. Instead, he calmly called the two Alices in front of Zhongming through the microphone: "Alice? Come back and have some cake. You've been busy all morning."

Zhongming relaxed. She held her gun and felt pain all over her body. She was covered in blood and looked as miserable as a beggar in the slums. Her clothes were full of the smell of her own urine and the heavy smell of blood from her men. She just wanted to get away from this place, find the safe house she had prepared before, take a good shower and forget about her life today.

She tried to go around Kikuchiyo but was stopped by her.

"You can't leave." Kikuchiyo held a knife in front of Zhongming and said, "He let you go, but I didn't let you go."

She is now even more certain that she and Zhongming are completely opposite sides of the same coin. She is loyal and righteous, while Zhongming is the typical unscrupulous person. From the very beginning, the grudge between the two of them was not a difference in education and ideals, but an irreconcilable contradiction in their world views.

Zhongming believes that the purpose is the most important, who cares about the process? Kikuchiyo believes that the process is as important as the result, and if achieving the result will lead to a bad process, then she would rather not do it.

What's more, Dujuan's death just now was most likely suicide.

Kikuchiyo was in front of Dujuan and naturally knew Dujuan's expression clearly. From the moment Dujuan raised the knife, she saw that Dujuan was determined to die. In fact, he deliberately cooperated with Zhongming and then died voluntarily.

Chapter 107, Haha! Didn't expect it? I'm waiting for you here

"Kikuchiyo, Zhongming is left to you." Fang Qingyun relaxed. Fortunately, nothing went wrong. He was satisfied but also a little disappointed. The satisfaction was that he did not exaggerate, and the disappointment was that he was disappointed with this guy Zhongming. It's not that Fang Qingyun had any thoughts about her, but that Zhongming had been like that from the beginning to the end, and that was her character.

"...You plotted against me!" Zhongming roared, and her last bullet hit Dujuan. Now facing Kikuchiyo who drew her sword, she could only step back. She threw the shotgun with no bullets in her hand towards Kikuchiyo. A flash of knife appeared in front of Kikuchiyo, and the shotgun was cut in half as if it hit an invisible barrier, without even delaying Kikuchiyo's steps.

"I didn't plot against you..." Fang Qingyun shook his head. After thinking about it, he decided to let Zhongming know the truth: "If you choose to commit suicide, I can guarantee that you can survive and even gain more powerful power, but what did you do?"

Fang Qingyun's tone changed. This was also what he hated the most: "In order to better stab your own people, you can even remain calm on the surface and sneak up behind him like the most deadly assassin. This strategy is very good, but unfortunately, you used the wrong person."

"Your talent... I like it very much, but your temper and character, I don't like it." Fang Qingyun gave Zhongming a final summary, paraphrasing a line he liked very much.

"So, you will never be one of us... Instead of worrying about being bitten by a rat like you, it's better to dig up your hole first, pour some water in and kill you." Fang Qingyun knew that Zhongming couldn't see his face, but his face still showed unprecedented disgust and nausea: "Sorry, you don't deserve to live, you're too bad"

Kikuchiyo raised the knife, and Zhongming's face was reflected on the side of the knife. Zhongming noticed the tear marks on his face, noticed the collapse on his face, and also noticed... Kikuchiyo swung the knife down without hesitation.

Kikuchiyo slowly put away her knife, ignored the blood on the ground, and bowed to Zhongming for the last time. She looked at Zhongming who did not move at all, and left Anepik.

After Kikuchiyo left, Zhongming's body slid down diagonally until her upper and lower bodies were separated, and her remains were still standing there.

Compared to those people she killed, Fang Qingyun was really merciful. He didn't let her die unclearly, nor did he torture her deliberately, and he didn't even use her best betrayal to make her die in panic.

Fang Qingyun even ordered his sniper to shoot Zhongming's body again after Kikuchiyo left. Zhongming's relatively calm face was shattered by bullets, and his jaw with half a shark tooth slid to the ground, looking sticky and disgusting. If someone had some means to revive him, destroying the body would also make those ideas come to nothing.

Just like that, Zhongming met her own end. Fang Qingyun originally wanted to do it himself. In his original plan, he would walk up to Zhongming and use absolute force to teach her that one force can break ten skills. And when she tried to play those little tricks of his, he would just shoot her to death, so that she could feel the inconsistency and evil taste of the world.

But he couldn't take over Kikuchiyo's job. If Zhongming chose to commit suicide in the end, then at least she would have passed Fang Qingyun's test. Fang Qingyun would resurrect her and then hand her over to Kikuchiyo. If Kikuchiyo could forgive her, then she would be sent to the bottom of hell to carry bricks for another two years to hone her character before being employed...

I think a person who has experienced the work that Fang Qingyun deliberately arranged at the bottom of hell should be able to understand a little philosophy of life...

After all, cleaning the sewers at the Hell Factory is like giving a suppository to a giant flesh monster... Although the smell of that waste doesn't look like feces, it probably won't smell very good either.

It’s all empty talk to consider those things now. After all, Zhongming didn’t even make it through the first wave. She used her own behavior to tell Fang Qingyun, do you think I’m a scumbag?

Hey! You are really good at judging people!

Kikuchiyo, covered in blood and with a murderous aura, climbed down the gangway. Pinxu was squatting on the side below, still holding the urn in a trance, and did not notice Kikuchiyo's actions.

Pinxu lamented that the Dongyun faction was completely cut off in his generation and had no ability to revive. The loyal backbones were purged by Zhongming, and among the remaining people, how many of them had the heart to resist Ya Zongyi? How many people had the heart to resist and were determined to die?

Pinxu looked down at his best brothers, then looked at his two broken hands. The little finger of one of his hands was chopped off by himself in the inner torment after he beat Kikuchiyo.

As for the little finger of his other hand, Zhongming had chopped it off under the pretext of "rebellion against the previous leader". He originally thought that this would save the lives of his brothers, but he didn't expect that... Now these brothers have turned into a handful of ashes, and it is time for him, an old gangster with scars all over his body, to retire...

The sky of Dongyun Sect has collapsed...

When Kikuchiyo walked in front of Pinxu, the man who was reminiscing about the past suddenly discovered the existence of his eldest daughter. He stood up and looked at Kikuchiyo, who was covered in blood. Her severed fingers wrapped in bandages were pressed on the urn. He stretched out his hand, but the two mutilated palms made him afraid to even hug Kikuchiyo in front of him.

He stared at Kikuchiyo's face. This daughter-like existence seemed to have grown tremendously. She was no longer weak, and no longer as extreme as before. Back then, she might have dueled with that person because of someone's insult, but now, her face was full of confidence. No matter how many storms there were ahead, I would remain unmoved, like a great general.

Thinking of this, Pinxu began to laugh at himself, laughing at his own weakness. The immortal Pinxu now felt timid when facing the young lady. How could he, a criminal like him, hug the young lady?

He staggered back two steps, but unfortunately, this action did not erect a pathetically thick barrier between him and Kikuchiyo.

Kikuchiyo took two steps forward, breaking the self-protection of Pinxu, an old man covered in scars. The cowardice of this old minister in the face of Kikuchiyo's stubbornness was like thin paper, torn into pieces by Kikuchiyo's slightly rough actions.

"Zhongming and the other main culprits have been executed..." Kikuchiyo didn't know what to say. Pinxu was afraid of home, wasn't she? Ever since she knew about Pinxu's loyalty to her, and when she was about to board the ship today, Pinxu wanted to burn for her for the last time, Kikuchiyo didn't know how to tell Pinxu... She just said the result dryly in the end.

Kikuchiyo didn't mind Pinxu's broken hand at all, she held Pinxu's broad palm tightly with one hand. She hadn't paid attention to the handshake before, but now she finally felt the details that she had never noticed before.

There were wounds all over Pinxu's hand. The rough calluses and yellowed wounds made his hand slightly deformed, like a damaged frosted surface. Kikuchiyo simply put Pinxu's hand on her face, and used this clumsy action to allow the two warriors to have a heart-to-heart talk.

This simple action made Kikuchiyo feel pain. Calluses were obviously not something a soft face like hers could withstand. When the rough palm rubbed against her, she even thought her face was going to bleed.

Pinxu saw where the young lady had grown, her courage, her confidence, she seemed to walk with vigor, not like before in the Dongyun sect, like a machine that pushed itself towards a goal, emitting overloaded sounds all day long.

He also saw that the young lady had not changed. She was still as stubborn and obstinate as a child who couldn't get a toy. He forced a smile on his face, and that smile was accompanied by tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes and along the wrinkles on his face.

Brothers, have your spirits in heaven seen this? Our choice was not wrong. The young lady has really grown up... Pinxu wiped away his tears and forced a smile. This was the day of reunion, the day when the young lady would take revenge with her own hands. As her subordinate, how could he shed tears and embarrass the young lady?

The more he tried to stop his tears, the more he couldn't stop. The young lady's body was soaked in blood. She was so brave and so aloof... Master, your daughter really has a bit of you in her...

"Pinxu..." Kikuchiyo hesitated. She had already learned the truth from Fang Qingyun. She would leave this world forever in two days and would never come back. She didn't know how to face this role who was like a master and a father to her. It was as if she was a wanderer who was about to travel far away, but could not say anything in front of her father's hopeful face.

"Needless to say...Miss...I understand..." Pinxu opened his mouth and laughed wildly as he did before. He used this way to bid farewell to the young lady on behalf of his dead brothers: "Miss, you have returned victoriously, and we should drink to celebrate your victory. However, I am guilty and cannot share the joy with you..."

He held the urns of his brothers and left with a reluctance to part with Kikuchiyo. His turning away was like a father bidding farewell to his married daughter. How could the feeling of reluctance be described by a single word like a broken heart? He and she would be strangers, and farewell was something that a man had to do.

You can't embarrass the lady, you have to be as handsome as possible! Pinxu seemed to understand Fang Qingyun's love for thumbs-up. The kind of thumbs-up with a scarred silhouette was indeed indescribably chic.

He walked as fast as he could, leaving the lady behind as much as possible. He felt that his emotions were about to burst. He thought he would say goodbye gracefully, but in the end he could only cry like a coward...

In the end, Pinxu didn't leave anything behind. He didn't stick out his thumb, nor did he pose as handsomely as possible. He just maintained a forced calm in front of Kikuchiyo, and disappeared into the distance while Kikuchiyo looked at him, not knowing how to retain him.

Just like the line in the anime that the brother said at the beginning, for an old man like him, the new era will not have a ship to carry him...

Chapter 108: The End of Dongyun Sect

Kikuchiyo returned to Fang Qingyun's base as if she had lost her soul. Fang Qingyun, who saw everything through the microphone and the sniper's vision, did not comfort her. Although this was a good opportunity, when she felt empty inside, that unintentional filling might allow their relationship to go a step further.

"Aren't you going to persuade him?" Antina lay on the sofa, swinging her feet, looking like she was in a good mood. When she was using EMP, Perno seized the opportunity and used a combo. Then she spent an afternoon to retaliate through the game. Naturally, she was in a good mood now.

Fang Qingyun shook his head, with a faint smile on his face, and refused firmly.

As an emotional expert, Perno understood Fang Qingyun's meaning very well. She stood on tiptoe in front of Fang Qingyun and touched Fang Qingyun's head like a little adult: "Sister Kikuchiyo will get over it."

Fang Qingyun ruffled Perno's hair a little roughly and responded with a smile.

Fang Qingyun could choose to comfort Kiku Chiyo at this time. Intimate behavior when they are confused can effectively increase the other person's dependence on themselves, but Fang Qingyun did not choose to do so. He decided to wait for Kiku Chiyo to come out of it on her own.

He didn't want Kikuchiyo to be an accessory, a thug who couldn't do without him, or a mere venting object. He wanted Kikuchiyo, a strong individual with unique personality charm. Only by letting Kikuchiyo come out of this situation on her own, her heart would become stronger and she would be truly reborn.

This is her opportunity. If the unity of man and nature last night was a further strengthening of her body, then... today's manly farewell was an improvement to her inner self.

Fang Qingyun is not a weirdo who deprives others of their growth for the sake of favorability, nor is he a clown who is happy to see other people's reactions after being abandoned, nor is he a puppeteer who likes to watch close people dancing in his palm. He just sincerely hopes that everyone can become independent with their own characteristics, rather than being a family revolving around him, which would only make him feel fake. He hopes that everyone can have their own temper, rather than being toys that he can do whatever he wants with no bottom line.

Just like Evelyn, every time when Fang Qingyun proposed a stupid plan, Evelyn would refute him unreservedly. It was during such bickering that the relationship between the two became more and more like that of a brother and sister.

This does not mean that Fang Qingyun is a masochist or a freak who likes to be with "pretentious" people. He just hopes that everyone can live out their true selves around him, instead of becoming a "fake" who gives up their bottom line to please him.

Does this feel very similar to a certain great teacher? Fang Qingyun believes that his motivation is different from that of a certain great teacher. If he asks himself, he can't do such a selfless act in order to preserve the real thing. Sometimes, he even breaks his principles for some reasons.

He was just an ordinary greedy man, craving the glory of the real thing.

Pinxu returned to the gate of Dongyun Sect. Looking at the familiar stronghold, Pinxu smiled and walked in like an old horse who knew the way. He was familiar with every tree and blade of grass here as if he were his own fingers. He knew every detail and every scar by heart.

He walked to the place where the head of the Dongyun Sect had sat, pulled up his trousers, sat down, and uttered a "Ha" sound: "The old seat is still more comfortable..."

Pinxu seemed to have returned to the past, when the Dongyun Sect was at its peak, and brothers with knives were everywhere laughing and joking with each other, so much so that Yazongyi City was still called Dongyun City. But now... perhaps all that was left of Dongyun City was the declining Dongyun Sect and the deserted Dongyun Wharf.

He walked to the door of the dormitory where he had arrested people for spring sales and opened the door. Inside was either a young and beautiful girl or a gorgeously dressed urban girl. He raised his head and looked at the door that had not rung for a long time. Pinxu was standing by the door, his white suit with lines on it in tatters.

Seeing the familiar Pinxu, the women consciously went out to prepare for work. After resting for such a long time, it was time to stretch their muscles. The Dongyun Sect did not support them for nothing. In this place where people eat each other, it was not only men but also women who had a hard time surviving.

This place has become an "informal" safe house without human rights. Men may still be able to work and earn money, but women without human rights can do very little. Perhaps the only way they can become talents is to sell their bodies.

At least, the Dongyun Sect was okay for them. Compared to the precarious life outside, although they had to sell their bodies here, it was rare to be safe. With Pinxu in charge, they could even maintain a certain degree of decency and had cosmetics to use. Those skinning ghosts of the Dongyun Sect did not dare to do anything to them under the intimidation of Pinxu.

The day after the second young lady finally arrived, Pinxu hid a lot of food in this place and told these people to hide it well and try to find it only after the food was eaten. He even told them the movement trajectory of the sentinel. If such behavior was caught, even Pinxu would lose his head.

Pinxu looked at the familiar faces and announced something to the women who had not taken over the "business" for a long time: "The Dongyun Sect is gone. Everyone, bring some money and we will go our separate ways..."

Pinxu, who had always been full of energy, maintained a good work and rest schedule even in his forties. With a goal in mind, he was even more motivated than some young people. But now, without a goal, he seemed to have aged by ten years, like a man in his fifties, who had reached the age of "knowing the destiny".

The various hidden injuries on his body broke out, making him look older and losing the motivation of his goal. Now when he talked to these talents, he had to lean on the door to keep his balance.

The talented people obviously didn't expect this, they were in disbelief, some were stunned. Without the protection of the Dongyun Sect, they would be the best targets for the rats in the dark.

Pinxu didn't say anything. He dragged his tired body to the position of the former head of the family, moved the futon away, and forcefully lifted the tatami on the ground, revealing a well-hidden secret compartment inside. If Pinxu hadn't reached out his hand, no one would have discovered it.

Pinxu struggled to stir his hand inside and slowly pulled out a knife. The scabbard was a little damaged. This was the knife that Zhongming forced him to throw away when he trampled on his dignity. Pinxu looked at the knife and smiled: "Old people are still wise..." When Zhongming threw away his knife, he took the risk to hide the knife in this place.

Regardless of whether Zhongming did it on purpose to torture Pinxu later, or whether he simply didn't find the secret compartment, Pinxu was the one who had the last laugh, and the knife given to him by the patriarch was still preserved, and that was enough...

But this was obviously not his goal. He searched again and found some money in the secret compartment. Although paper money was no longer useful in promoting the sub-points and sub-general principles, it still had good purchasing power in the outside world. Pinxu put the stack of money on the tatami, faced the hopeful talents in front of him, and spoke with difficulty:

"The money here is probably only enough for five people to escape from this hellhole, but the way to escape is through the secret passage of the black shop owner Mistress. Anyone willing to take the risk can take it from me. For the rest of you... I will find a new way for you... It's still the same life as before."

The talents looked at each other, no one was willing to risk death. On the one hand, the credit of the black shop owner was unknown. On the other hand, as they were "informal", if they were caught by anyone in the Asian General Assembly, they would end up in a cruel way.

In the end, a few younger people who felt they still had a little bit of youth to themselves signed up for this one-way journey. After all, Pinxu didn't know that Mistres was Jiuguang's secretary.

There was a sound at the door, and Pinxu knew that the second path he had prepared was coming.

"Brother Pinxu? What's going on?" Zappa's familiar loud voice came over. He was wearing the same red spiked jacket that never changed, with an unruly and big brother-like demeanor.

Compared with the young and vigorous Zappa, Pinxu now looks almost like an old man.

"This is the second way," Pinxu explained. The talent behind him looked at Zappa and had some doubts in his heart, but Pinxu suppressed them: "Brother Zappa is a good man. I trust him. He also runs an organization. If you are willing, you can seek refuge from him..."

Zappa took off his sunglasses, a little incredulous: "Brother Pinxu? What's going on with the Dongyun Sect? Are they sending away even the talents? No way..."

Pinxu nodded with difficulty: "Yes... these are the remaining people of the Dongyun Sect."

Pinxu spread his hands, as if he had finished some long-term work, and he almost cheered and joked: "The Dongyun School is disbanded! These talents depend on you..."

Pinxu had never been so humble to Zappa before. Zappa was surprised, but still nodded and agreed: "Okay! Even if our life is not easy, I will make sure they have food to eat. Girls, follow me!"

Zappa greeted those talents, and those who were skeptical about him only followed him hesitantly when they saw Pinxu waving his hand.

"Brother Pinxu," Zappa led his men to the door and said, "What are you going to do? Do you want to come to Nayuta and work together?"

Pinxu thanked Zappa for his kindness: "Thank you for your appreciation. I am just a weakling. I felt omnipotent at first, but now... I feel pain everywhere when I sit down. I am tired and don't want to work anymore. I just want to have a good rest, find a place to have a good sleep, and not have to think about anything."

Zappa felt a little regretful, but he couldn't resist Pinxu, so he took his people away.

Pinxu came to the starting place, closed the door, and used his last bit of strength to kick over the gasoline barrel that had been prepared earlier. Then he sat down next to the box of brothers, stretched his body, leaned leisurely against the pillar next to him, slowly pulled out his knife, looked at its still flashing cold light, and tested it lightly with his fingers. It was still as sharp as ever.

Master, the young lady is living a good life now and has found her true love. Brothers, don't worry, the young lady has grown up.

It’s a pity that I was unable to revive the Dongyun School.

Pinxu sat on the ground, slowly struck a match and lit a cigarette.

He placed the match on the oil that was flowing everywhere, and watched the fire quickly spread on the wooden furniture. Pinxu laughed silently, and the smile was so exaggerated that his back teeth were exposed.

He smoked the first and last cigarette of his life, feeling the smoke lingering in his lungs, and laughed so exaggeratedly that tears came out. There was an indescribable sense of relief and sadness in his words: "The Dongyun School...is disbanded!"