Chapter 167 (1/2)

Two years ago, ye Buqiu took part in the civil war of a small country in South Africa. He was the first to take part in the civil war with high reward. He was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf.

After taking over the task, he spared no effort to help the government, eliminated a lot of terrorists, and was highly praised by the small government army, even granted him the title of general.

Once, in a conflict involving thousands of people, he showed all his strength and shocked the whole audience. He led the government troops to defeat the terrorists who wanted to annex the front line of government defense.

But who would have thought that when he pursued the enemy, he mistakenly entered a refugee tribe.

As a result, because of all kinds of coincidences, coupled with the resistance of the terrorist forces, the refugee helped the terrorist forces fight against the government forces, but he could only lead the people to massacre the whole tribe, killing hundreds of refugees in the tribe.

In the end, some people reported their ”bad deeds” to the army. Fortunately, the army did not find their own trouble and put on the label of a sinner.

But since then, ye Buqiu has suffered from the sequelae of the battlefield.

Battlefield sequelae refers to the result of mistakenly killing the enemy during the war, which makes the psychological state of the participants become worse after the war. Sometimes I feel guilty for the dead, and with the accumulation of time, it will produce a serious psychological disease.

Since that mission, ye Buqiu has no longer participated in some large-scale battles. Even in his later missions, in order to avoid aggravating the battlefield sequelae, he deliberately controlled his strength within one tenth.

Because if he doesn't, every time after the task is finished, he will fall into a deep shadow and make his head ache.

Beauty master also knows ye Buqiu's condition, but the disease can't be cured by external force, so she can only recover with her own willpower.

Beauty Shifu was helpless, but she didn't continue to send ye Buqiu to participate in the task of killing too many people. She just helped him with some simple tasks, such as escorting the target or assassinating a single enemy

After several years of interest adjustment, ye Buqiu's state gradually recovered, and the probability of battlefield sequelae attack was pitiful. Sometimes he forgot such a thing.

But less attack doesn't mean no attack.

If you can, ye Buqiu is still not willing to try to show his full strength again.

He had experienced the feeling of pain and the appearance of madness when the disease broke out. If it were normal, he would not try to touch this line even if he died before his mental state was healed.

But now, ye Buqiu can't care so much.

It takes two hours for the toxin of qingyandu to attack the heart. It has been more than an hour since I left Tianting hotel. If he wants to keep it, I'm afraid the elder martial sister's life is in danger. At that time, he will have no regret medicine to take.

Feeling ye Buqiu's indifferent eyes, the two women's subconscious body was stunned, and their hands became very stiff.

They seem to see death in ye Buqiu's eyes.

”He hid his strength from beginning to end.” This is the first thought of two women when they see ye Buqiu's eyes.

However, this idea has not yet fallen down, their bodies are light, the wind blows over their ears, and then they fall heavily on the wall behind them, their teeth and brows are so painful, as if the bones in their bodies have been scattered.

seckill!

Yes, it's second kill!

They haven't seen the speed of Chu ye Buqiu's hand yet, their bodies have been badly damaged and they fly backwards.

”This guy - so suddenly, so strong?”

Two women got up from the ground, but because of the internal organs displacement or broken, they had to rely on the corner to vomit blood.

For the first time, they felt the fear from their heart when they looked at the indifferent man who came gradually.

Especially to the eyes of Shangye Buqiu, as if they were looking at the devil.

It has been seven or eight years since they entered the world of killers. With hundreds of people's blood on their hands, they don't believe in the legends of Satan. But now seeing ye Buqiu's condescending look at them, they even doubted that this man was reincarnated?