It was an extremely delicate and compact folding knife, with an arc-shaped blade with a light and thin blade. It flashed in the morning light. The ice-like luster of the knife was shining on both sides of the spindle, making the switch blade particularly smooth
Knife is the oldest and simplest weapon. When humans first learned to use tools, they knew to sharpen stones into stone knives to deal with beasts. Later, technology became more and more advanced. Bows, arrows, guns, cannons, and their lethality became greater and more effective. So now, you only need to press a button to destroy the entire city. Hundreds of thousands of people died, and you don’t even need to see the face of the victim clearly.
But when it comes to close combat, this most primitive weapon is the most effective. Qingxiao stared at the folding knife in his hand, which was cold and spotless. Who knows how many people's blood had been drunk on it?
Qingxiao smiled faintly and blew a breath on the knife. A mist of white mist suddenly condensed on the sharp blade. Under the joint gaze of the two, the mist quickly melted and returned to a clear area.
Qingxiao looked up at Yu, closed the folding knife and handed it over. The amount of the purchase was extremely light, and there was almost no trace on the hilt of the knife, which increased friction. Therefore, although it was light, there was no problem of not being able to grasp it firmly. Press the push button gently, and the blade popped out silently. The colorful light flowed out from the sunlight and shone with the fingertips. A trace of chill surged in his heart. He subconsciously took a step back and stared at the knife in his hand.
Qingxiao smiled unconsciously: It looks like a toy, right? It's so light and beautiful, but the weapon is a weapon, and it can still kill people.
Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes: Think about it, if you hold this knife, what is the quickest way to get rid of the enemy?
Yu said: Of course, it makes the other party lose its resistance...
Qingxiao immediately said: But if you have an injury on your hand and are not strong enough, how can you make the other party lose resistance as soon as possible?
Yu was shocked, staring at the voice of Dao Qingxiao in his hand in horror, and rang in his ears coldly: That was naturally killing him!
Yu was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak. He thought that Qingxiao was just going to teach him some defense and fighting skills. Just like they practiced together in a karate club in college, I just experienced a very dissatisfactory proposal. He thought about these long-standing past events, his heart was full of tenderness and sweetness. Suddenly, he encountered such a scene and had no idea how to deal with it.
Qingxiao guessed his thoughts when he saw his expression, smiled bitterly, and said: I don’t want you to be contaminated with blood. If possible, I would rather help you block all the disasters. Unfortunately, it’s not possible. Xiaoyu often, you are the only one who can save you. Then I hope you can know that at the critical moment of life and death, other people’s lives will never be as important as you.
Yu stared at him, and ten thousand voices were calling in his heart: That's not the case! On that island, you just watched me being whipped and ran back to save me regardless of life and death!
It was from that moment that he learned what love was that there was a kind of emotion that would make you willing to give up your life for others. When he saw Qingxiao impulsively running out of the way to death, the sour happiness in his heart made him unforgettable in his short life, and there was no more shocking moment than that. Now when he heard this, he suddenly felt unacceptable.
Kiyoko looked at him gently, slowly fell a kiss on his forehead, and whispered like a vow: Yes, I want you to become stronger, I want no one in the world to dare to bully you, and I want everyone who has hurt you to pay ten or a hundred times the price...
Speaking of this, he seemed to be unable to control himself, his body was trembling slightly, and he stopped for a moment before continuing: Xiaoyu, you must take action when it is time to take action, don’t let yourself fall into danger again. You must know that in my heart, even if the thousands of lives of others are not as valuable as one of you.
Twist fingers inserted between Yu's hair, Qingxiao combed the other person's black hair and said quietly: I gave up the whole world in exchange for staying with you, so for me, you are the whole world, so even for me, you must not be able to do anything.
Yu was slightly shocked, looking at Qingxiao's eyes, a trace of imperceptible self-blame and sorrow flowed in those dark and deep eyes. The three years of purgatory like this were not just torture.
I understand that filial piety and kindness to evil is equivalent to cruelty to myself. I will never let that experience come back again.
A knife that is only a dozen centimeters completely unfolded, even if it is light and sharp enough, it is not easy to kill someone.
Most people always think that piercing into the heart is the best choice, but unfortunately they often cannot be as small as the knife, and are easily stuck by ribs and flesh. This cannot be used to pry iron plates. The knife fell into Qingxiao's hands and turned gently. The sharp blade gestured on his chest, making him look frightened, but Qingxiao looked as if he was just not holding a knife, but a fountain pen.
So if you want to kill with one blow, the best way is to cut off his neck, especially the carotid artery. As long as it is cut, you will die immediately. This is the best way. Just one or two centimeters next to the Adam's apple, the blood vessels close to the shoulder are thick and deep, and there are a lot of muscles around it, so it is not so easy to cut.
Qingxiao glanced at the pale-faced Yu, pulled his hand and put it on his neck, and said: Come on, touch it
It is easy to touch the protruding blood vessel, which seems to be wrapped in a thin layer of skin. The main pipe that the human body supplies blood to the brain is exposed to the air without defense. The light green blood vessels are delicate and fragile, and the blood flows inside.
Yu looked at the blood vessel and imagined the thin knife passing by, blood gushing out and splashing on the ceiling, his fingers trembled as if something was burned.
It is actually not easy to cut completely with a horizontal knife. The other party may be able to delay for a few minutes before he dies. This will delay the opportunity. So the best way is to stab it in hard, pull it out, and repeat it a few times. That will be more confident.
Qingxiao explained patiently and meticulously, with a calm expression, as if she was introducing the recipe, and she gestured while talking, and said with a smile: Of course, you may not have mastered it well at the beginning, and you can get it right after practicing a few more times.
It was his attitude rather than words that shocked Yu. Killing had obviously become a part of his life, so he could tell so calmly that Yu endured it and finally couldn't help asking: Qingxiao, have you...has you killed someone?
Qingxiao quickly looked up at him and said calmly: Killed
He did not ignore the shadow that flashed through Qingxiao's eyes, but he still asked in a devilish way: How many?
Qingxiao frowned slightly and replied: Many
He knew that it should be over here. He knew that if he asked again, he would stab the man in the heart, but he couldn't stop. The third question had been asked: What is the feeling of killing?
Qingxiao did not immediately answer the morning sun was too bright. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips tightly pursed, forming a straight line, as bright and cold as a blade.
It was black, he said slowly, staring straight into Yu's eyes, not letting go of every subtle change of expression on the other person's face
When you kill someone for the first time, you will feel uncomfortable, and you may vomit, but if you kill too much, you will feel nothing special. It's like killing a fish man's blood splattering on your body, a little sticky and a little warm, but basically, human blood is actually no different from animal blood. Speaking these words that are so cold that there is no warmth, his expression is still gentle, and his calm eyes can even be described as gentle.
What do you want to know? I will tell you
Because I only have you
Only you can share my pain and confusion, and only you are qualified to witness all the darkness and desolation in my soul
Looking at Yu's at a loss, he smiled erraticly: Of course, there are still differences. After killing the fish, you enjoy the delicious food, and after killing people...
He couldn't continue to say anything, so he made a gesture that he didn't know what he wanted, turned his back and went to touch his cigarette in his pocket.
A warm feeling was felt on the back, and Yu's soft voice came to comfort him: I know you did all this for me, I know you killed all the evil people, so you don't have to feel guilty at all...
He wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't laugh out loud to light the cigarette, watching the curling smoke rise in the air and rolling
You were wrong He said lightly, I was not guilty for killing, on the contrary, I enjoyed the feeling of killing. Seeing the knife cutting the bones, blood came out from under the skin, once, I found out with conscience, and let a very capable and honest federal agent go. I regretted it afterwards
He smiled sarcastically and blew the ashes: I regret why I didn't kill him at that time
After a brief silence, Yu said with certainty: You must have your reasons
Qingxiao stood still. After a while, he exhaled and whispered: It's not a good reason he is a good policeman, but he killed my relatives and friends.
He sat down tiredly and took a deep breath of smoke as the large white smoke gradually dissipated. He seemed to look at Qin's cold and calm eyes again, even though someone was pointing a gun at his head, there was still no fluctuation in his eyes:
Yes, I am an undercover agent, and it is my job to bring criminals to justice, so don't say anything like cheating on feelings and letting trust. If you blame me, you can only blame yourself for being stupid.
Qin looked at him lightly, and there was indescribable ridicule and contempt in his eyes: They are criminals, I am not you, if I can forget my responsibilities for the so-called loyalty or feelings, that is a real betrayal
He remembered clearly that day, the night wind was cold and the night mist was miserable. He stood with a high point, aiming his pistol at the traitor. The man fell to the ground on one knee. He was the subject of execution, but he looked as arrogant as a judge.
He finally failed to kill. Although he was used to killing people, he felt that anyone who went to the underworld should have the consciousness of being killed. Knowing that it was just self-deception, it was considered to be safe in killing, but in front of him was a policeman who was young, upright, clear goals, loyal to his duties, and had been an undercover agent for six years and still insisted on his original beliefs and was unshakable.
This determination made him ashamed, and he had to be impressed even though he was envious.
People who come from and keep the light should return to the light, rather than lying in the gutter of the city like a mouse. So after the other party handed over the materials and promised not to be enemies of the Sanada family for the time being, he let the man go and saw that figure gradually disappear into the night, and there was a hint of relief in his heart:
Or, he will have the opportunity to walk through the night and look up at dawn like this person in the future
However, Qin's actions were much faster than he thought that the night had not passed, and the Sanada group's organizations in New York were attacked. Almost at the same time, they were launched. Before they could convey the message, they were swept away by the police and killed twenty or thirty people, including the elder-level figure Domoto.
At that time, Sanada Kiyoto's father was fighting against the country, and there were four people in power. In addition to Kiyoto's father, they also had uncle Masahiko, Uchida and Domoto Uchida Kazudomoto all regarded Kiyoto as their own offspring and loved him very much. However, since Uchida helped his father force Simon to take drugs and die tragically, Kiyoto and Uchida were much distant, and Domoto was the only elder in the gang that Kiyoto was close to.
Kiyoto originally wanted to use the power of Sanada group to rescue Yu, but after being away from home for a long time, he could only start from scratch and prove that he had the ability to lead the Sanada group so that he could get into the position of the group leader Domoto and Uchida were originally dissatisfied with Masahiko, so he naturally tried his best to support Kiyoto Masahiko and let Kiyoto be responsible for executing Qin. Kiyoto could not bear to take action, which caused Sanada group to suffer heavy damage and forced to withdraw from New York. Domoto was killed, which also eliminated one of Masahiko's major concerns.
Of course, Kiyoto was responsible for this matter. He should have been executed according to the rules of the gang. Fortunately, Uchida came forward and gave up the power of the gang. Finally, Kiyoto could save Kiyoto's life. After this battle, Kiyoto could no longer take charge of Sanada team again. Uchida retired, and Masahiko became the new leader of Sanada team.
However, no matter how many plans of Zhengyan's case, Qingxiao, who let Qin go, was always Qingxiao who made this decision independently, and he deserved to bear the consequences. The fact proved that he had been out of that circle for too long and had long been unable to adapt to the rules of the game on the road. He actually thought that since he let that person go, he would definitely keep his promises for convenience and repay Li
Thinking about it now, the person's information must have been backed up, but I'm afraid it's been sent to the FBI's archives long ago, so the action was so fast. As for the person's promise, it was just a nonsense. He was just a criminal. How could he be more important than the police's actions on behalf of heaven?
In a trance, he seemed to see Qin's beautiful and cold face again, with a arrogant and disdainful expression, and said coldly: I want to save my life, Qingxiao naturally agreed to everything first, let alone do I tell you to believe me? If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being stupid!
Knife is the oldest and simplest weapon. When humans first learned to use tools, they knew to sharpen stones into stone knives to deal with beasts. Later, technology became more and more advanced. Bows, arrows, guns, cannons, and their lethality became greater and more effective. So now, you only need to press a button to destroy the entire city. Hundreds of thousands of people died, and you don’t even need to see the face of the victim clearly.
But when it comes to close combat, this most primitive weapon is the most effective. Qingxiao stared at the folding knife in his hand, which was cold and spotless. Who knows how many people's blood had been drunk on it?
Qingxiao smiled faintly and blew a breath on the knife. A mist of white mist suddenly condensed on the sharp blade. Under the joint gaze of the two, the mist quickly melted and returned to a clear area.
Qingxiao looked up at Yu, closed the folding knife and handed it over. The amount of the purchase was extremely light, and there was almost no trace on the hilt of the knife, which increased friction. Therefore, although it was light, there was no problem of not being able to grasp it firmly. Press the push button gently, and the blade popped out silently. The colorful light flowed out from the sunlight and shone with the fingertips. A trace of chill surged in his heart. He subconsciously took a step back and stared at the knife in his hand.
Qingxiao smiled unconsciously: It looks like a toy, right? It's so light and beautiful, but the weapon is a weapon, and it can still kill people.
Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes: Think about it, if you hold this knife, what is the quickest way to get rid of the enemy?
Yu said: Of course, it makes the other party lose its resistance...
Qingxiao immediately said: But if you have an injury on your hand and are not strong enough, how can you make the other party lose resistance as soon as possible?
Yu was shocked, staring at the voice of Dao Qingxiao in his hand in horror, and rang in his ears coldly: That was naturally killing him!
Yu was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak. He thought that Qingxiao was just going to teach him some defense and fighting skills. Just like they practiced together in a karate club in college, I just experienced a very dissatisfactory proposal. He thought about these long-standing past events, his heart was full of tenderness and sweetness. Suddenly, he encountered such a scene and had no idea how to deal with it.
Qingxiao guessed his thoughts when he saw his expression, smiled bitterly, and said: I don’t want you to be contaminated with blood. If possible, I would rather help you block all the disasters. Unfortunately, it’s not possible. Xiaoyu often, you are the only one who can save you. Then I hope you can know that at the critical moment of life and death, other people’s lives will never be as important as you.
Yu stared at him, and ten thousand voices were calling in his heart: That's not the case! On that island, you just watched me being whipped and ran back to save me regardless of life and death!
It was from that moment that he learned what love was that there was a kind of emotion that would make you willing to give up your life for others. When he saw Qingxiao impulsively running out of the way to death, the sour happiness in his heart made him unforgettable in his short life, and there was no more shocking moment than that. Now when he heard this, he suddenly felt unacceptable.
Kiyoko looked at him gently, slowly fell a kiss on his forehead, and whispered like a vow: Yes, I want you to become stronger, I want no one in the world to dare to bully you, and I want everyone who has hurt you to pay ten or a hundred times the price...
Speaking of this, he seemed to be unable to control himself, his body was trembling slightly, and he stopped for a moment before continuing: Xiaoyu, you must take action when it is time to take action, don’t let yourself fall into danger again. You must know that in my heart, even if the thousands of lives of others are not as valuable as one of you.
Twist fingers inserted between Yu's hair, Qingxiao combed the other person's black hair and said quietly: I gave up the whole world in exchange for staying with you, so for me, you are the whole world, so even for me, you must not be able to do anything.
Yu was slightly shocked, looking at Qingxiao's eyes, a trace of imperceptible self-blame and sorrow flowed in those dark and deep eyes. The three years of purgatory like this were not just torture.
I understand that filial piety and kindness to evil is equivalent to cruelty to myself. I will never let that experience come back again.
A knife that is only a dozen centimeters completely unfolded, even if it is light and sharp enough, it is not easy to kill someone.
Most people always think that piercing into the heart is the best choice, but unfortunately they often cannot be as small as the knife, and are easily stuck by ribs and flesh. This cannot be used to pry iron plates. The knife fell into Qingxiao's hands and turned gently. The sharp blade gestured on his chest, making him look frightened, but Qingxiao looked as if he was just not holding a knife, but a fountain pen.
So if you want to kill with one blow, the best way is to cut off his neck, especially the carotid artery. As long as it is cut, you will die immediately. This is the best way. Just one or two centimeters next to the Adam's apple, the blood vessels close to the shoulder are thick and deep, and there are a lot of muscles around it, so it is not so easy to cut.
Qingxiao glanced at the pale-faced Yu, pulled his hand and put it on his neck, and said: Come on, touch it
It is easy to touch the protruding blood vessel, which seems to be wrapped in a thin layer of skin. The main pipe that the human body supplies blood to the brain is exposed to the air without defense. The light green blood vessels are delicate and fragile, and the blood flows inside.
Yu looked at the blood vessel and imagined the thin knife passing by, blood gushing out and splashing on the ceiling, his fingers trembled as if something was burned.
It is actually not easy to cut completely with a horizontal knife. The other party may be able to delay for a few minutes before he dies. This will delay the opportunity. So the best way is to stab it in hard, pull it out, and repeat it a few times. That will be more confident.
Qingxiao explained patiently and meticulously, with a calm expression, as if she was introducing the recipe, and she gestured while talking, and said with a smile: Of course, you may not have mastered it well at the beginning, and you can get it right after practicing a few more times.
It was his attitude rather than words that shocked Yu. Killing had obviously become a part of his life, so he could tell so calmly that Yu endured it and finally couldn't help asking: Qingxiao, have you...has you killed someone?
Qingxiao quickly looked up at him and said calmly: Killed
He did not ignore the shadow that flashed through Qingxiao's eyes, but he still asked in a devilish way: How many?
Qingxiao frowned slightly and replied: Many
He knew that it should be over here. He knew that if he asked again, he would stab the man in the heart, but he couldn't stop. The third question had been asked: What is the feeling of killing?
Qingxiao did not immediately answer the morning sun was too bright. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips tightly pursed, forming a straight line, as bright and cold as a blade.
It was black, he said slowly, staring straight into Yu's eyes, not letting go of every subtle change of expression on the other person's face
When you kill someone for the first time, you will feel uncomfortable, and you may vomit, but if you kill too much, you will feel nothing special. It's like killing a fish man's blood splattering on your body, a little sticky and a little warm, but basically, human blood is actually no different from animal blood. Speaking these words that are so cold that there is no warmth, his expression is still gentle, and his calm eyes can even be described as gentle.
What do you want to know? I will tell you
Because I only have you
Only you can share my pain and confusion, and only you are qualified to witness all the darkness and desolation in my soul
Looking at Yu's at a loss, he smiled erraticly: Of course, there are still differences. After killing the fish, you enjoy the delicious food, and after killing people...
He couldn't continue to say anything, so he made a gesture that he didn't know what he wanted, turned his back and went to touch his cigarette in his pocket.
A warm feeling was felt on the back, and Yu's soft voice came to comfort him: I know you did all this for me, I know you killed all the evil people, so you don't have to feel guilty at all...
He wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't laugh out loud to light the cigarette, watching the curling smoke rise in the air and rolling
You were wrong He said lightly, I was not guilty for killing, on the contrary, I enjoyed the feeling of killing. Seeing the knife cutting the bones, blood came out from under the skin, once, I found out with conscience, and let a very capable and honest federal agent go. I regretted it afterwards
He smiled sarcastically and blew the ashes: I regret why I didn't kill him at that time
After a brief silence, Yu said with certainty: You must have your reasons
Qingxiao stood still. After a while, he exhaled and whispered: It's not a good reason he is a good policeman, but he killed my relatives and friends.
He sat down tiredly and took a deep breath of smoke as the large white smoke gradually dissipated. He seemed to look at Qin's cold and calm eyes again, even though someone was pointing a gun at his head, there was still no fluctuation in his eyes:
Yes, I am an undercover agent, and it is my job to bring criminals to justice, so don't say anything like cheating on feelings and letting trust. If you blame me, you can only blame yourself for being stupid.
Qin looked at him lightly, and there was indescribable ridicule and contempt in his eyes: They are criminals, I am not you, if I can forget my responsibilities for the so-called loyalty or feelings, that is a real betrayal
He remembered clearly that day, the night wind was cold and the night mist was miserable. He stood with a high point, aiming his pistol at the traitor. The man fell to the ground on one knee. He was the subject of execution, but he looked as arrogant as a judge.
He finally failed to kill. Although he was used to killing people, he felt that anyone who went to the underworld should have the consciousness of being killed. Knowing that it was just self-deception, it was considered to be safe in killing, but in front of him was a policeman who was young, upright, clear goals, loyal to his duties, and had been an undercover agent for six years and still insisted on his original beliefs and was unshakable.
This determination made him ashamed, and he had to be impressed even though he was envious.
People who come from and keep the light should return to the light, rather than lying in the gutter of the city like a mouse. So after the other party handed over the materials and promised not to be enemies of the Sanada family for the time being, he let the man go and saw that figure gradually disappear into the night, and there was a hint of relief in his heart:
Or, he will have the opportunity to walk through the night and look up at dawn like this person in the future
However, Qin's actions were much faster than he thought that the night had not passed, and the Sanada group's organizations in New York were attacked. Almost at the same time, they were launched. Before they could convey the message, they were swept away by the police and killed twenty or thirty people, including the elder-level figure Domoto.
At that time, Sanada Kiyoto's father was fighting against the country, and there were four people in power. In addition to Kiyoto's father, they also had uncle Masahiko, Uchida and Domoto Uchida Kazudomoto all regarded Kiyoto as their own offspring and loved him very much. However, since Uchida helped his father force Simon to take drugs and die tragically, Kiyoto and Uchida were much distant, and Domoto was the only elder in the gang that Kiyoto was close to.
Kiyoto originally wanted to use the power of Sanada group to rescue Yu, but after being away from home for a long time, he could only start from scratch and prove that he had the ability to lead the Sanada group so that he could get into the position of the group leader Domoto and Uchida were originally dissatisfied with Masahiko, so he naturally tried his best to support Kiyoto Masahiko and let Kiyoto be responsible for executing Qin. Kiyoto could not bear to take action, which caused Sanada group to suffer heavy damage and forced to withdraw from New York. Domoto was killed, which also eliminated one of Masahiko's major concerns.
Of course, Kiyoto was responsible for this matter. He should have been executed according to the rules of the gang. Fortunately, Uchida came forward and gave up the power of the gang. Finally, Kiyoto could save Kiyoto's life. After this battle, Kiyoto could no longer take charge of Sanada team again. Uchida retired, and Masahiko became the new leader of Sanada team.
However, no matter how many plans of Zhengyan's case, Qingxiao, who let Qin go, was always Qingxiao who made this decision independently, and he deserved to bear the consequences. The fact proved that he had been out of that circle for too long and had long been unable to adapt to the rules of the game on the road. He actually thought that since he let that person go, he would definitely keep his promises for convenience and repay Li
Thinking about it now, the person's information must have been backed up, but I'm afraid it's been sent to the FBI's archives long ago, so the action was so fast. As for the person's promise, it was just a nonsense. He was just a criminal. How could he be more important than the police's actions on behalf of heaven?
In a trance, he seemed to see Qin's beautiful and cold face again, with a arrogant and disdainful expression, and said coldly: I want to save my life, Qingxiao naturally agreed to everything first, let alone do I tell you to believe me? If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being stupid!
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