Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Chapter 216 Xila: I can jump from the 8th floor

Fūya Rei collapsed on the sofa, feeling groggy and unconscious. He couldn't help but feel a rustling sound in the room. Was it a mouse? A cat? Or...

He reached for the gun at his waist stealthily, pretended to open his eyes with difficulty, and saw the child running to the top of the cabinet like a cat.

Fūya Ling was awakened with a start, screaming in his heart. The sense of responsibility to protect the weak made him desperately try to get up even if he only had one breath left.

He sat up straight as if resurrecting a corpse, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Xila."

A gust of wind blew, and Xila's short figure appeared in front of him.

Fūya Ling, who wanted to tell her to be careful not to fall, then remembered how high the child's fighting power was.

He moved his mouth and blurted out a sentence: "You jump really high, Xila is great."

Xila's eyes lit up, and she responded seriously to every word her father said: "I can jump even higher. When you get better, I'll show you how to jump."

She gave an example: "Once I was on a mission and I jumped directly from the eighth floor, and I was completely unharmed."

Fūya Rei's expression suddenly froze, and he had an inexplicable illusion that the system space was stuck and shaking wildly.

No, it’s not an illusion!

The corner of Furuya Rei's eye twitched, and he glanced coldly at the card - I absolutely will not let you and a little girl jump off a building to commit suicide for love! !

Furiya Rei tried to calm down and smiled softly, his purple-gray eyes mysterious and gentle: "Xi La is very powerful."

The little girl tried to straighten her back, her expression serious and stern: "I will protect my father."

I'm very strong and I won't let anyone hurt you.

Fūya Ling sighed helplessly, raised his lip, and asked gently, "But Xila doesn't take care of herself. She can jump directly from the fifth floor. If she gets injured or something unexpected happens and she can't protect me anymore, I will be dragged into the laboratory by the bad guys."

"I'm very strong." Xila was very confident in her abilities. "I won't get hurt, and nothing will happen to me. I can always protect you."

Until I die.

Fūya Rei rubbed his temples in distress. This was truly a sweet trouble.

But he also knew that Xila's personality was not formed in a day or two, and her cognition was different from that of normal people, and it would take time to correct it.

But Xila's behavior cannot be tolerated.

Being different from the ordinary people will make people reject and fear you.

She has not yet learned how to disguise herself as a normal human being, but she has to accept the malice of humans first. This is not acceptable.

If you don't know how to restrain yourself, accidents will happen. No one can always be successful.

He was silent for a moment, then tilted his head slightly. His slightly long blond hair covered his cheeks and his expression.

He spoke slowly and steadily, with a firmness that brooked no refusal:

"I command."

“Protect yourself.” Protect yourself.

Xila immediately knelt on one knee on the ground, raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Follow your instructions, Father."

Fūya Rei reached out and pulled her up, rubbing her head. Her golden hair was dry and dull from malnutrition, but it still felt soft to the touch.

"Father?"

Xila was extremely confused and didn't understand why his father gave the order.

As a weapon, she only needed to complete her mission. Her father and researchers would take care of any damage.

The option of protecting herself would never appear in her world.

She thought about it with her little head, and suddenly realized.

Her father disliked the laboratory as much as she did. Now they had escaped from the laboratory and had even destroyed some laboratories in the organization's American branch.

During this period, if she is damaged, it will be impossible to repair her, so she needs to take good care of herself, not cause trouble to her father, and not waste her own strength, otherwise if she really encounters danger, she will not be able to protect her father.

After reaching the conclusion, Xila fell silent.

Thinking of the high temperature of her father's palm when he pulled her just now, she said seriously: "You need to take medicine, father."

Fūya Ling pointed in the direction of the master bedroom and said weakly, "In the cabinet beside the bed, there's a white medicine bottle. Go get it."

Xila nodded and immediately took the medicine.

This medicine was given to Gibson by Vermouth. It was used by the organization to relieve his headaches and weakness, as well as to stabilize his split personality.

It’s painful if you don’t eat it, and it’s painful if you eat it.

He swallowed a few pills with a smile, took Xila's water cup and drank a sip, then reluctantly stood up.

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine." He comforted Xila, "The second bedroom next to mine is your room, you can go and rest too."

"I'll be guarding my father." Xila glanced at the distance between the two rooms and said seriously, "You can call me if you feel unwell."

Jōgō Rei frowned and didn't have the energy to persuade anymore.

He patted the little girl's shoulder gently, and she helped him into the master bedroom to rest.

Back in the room, he closed his eyes and rested for a while, but he still couldn't sleep because of the reaction to the organization's medicine.

He made a cup of black tea and put it aside, then turned on the computer and typed a few times. Several red lines appeared on a map.

The computer's dim blue light shone on his face, adding a touch of weirdness to his purple-gray eyes.

After staring at the route for a while, he placed his hands in a tower shape, supporting his chin. His beautiful purple-gray eyes curved slightly, and his voice was soft and gentle: "Gin-kun, it is truly heartbreaking that you would abandon your most loyal friend to undertake Old Crow's mission."

He took out his cell phone, made a call, and said gently to the other end: "I need your help, Strawberry Daifuku."

His fingertips gently slid across the computer, his eyes lowered dimly: "My good friend is playing a game with me."

He chuckled softly, and the sound was like an elegant and mysterious violin piece under the moonlight, floating across the cold current of Siberia, coming to the shore of the beautiful Lake Baikal, and offering a handful of daffodils to his reflection in the water.

"What game are you asking about?" His tone was melancholy and mysterious. "Of course, it's about who kills the other first."

"I don't want this game to be interrupted. Can you help me, Strawberry Daifuku?"

On the other side, the second generation of rich people who were having a party on a luxury cruise ship were staring at their mobile phones with an expression that looked like they were cursing.

"Of course, President."

The young man said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "I will clear the place for you."

Fūya Ling smiled and said, "Don't be unhappy. My good friend is the big cat with super high fighting power that I introduced to you. After you clear the field, you can go and play with him."

"Thank you for your kindness, President."

After hanging up the phone, Fūya Rei's fingertips that were sliding across the computer screen stopped, and a fat mouse appeared on the computer.

The position of the tip of the tail was exactly where he guessed Gin was.

He smiled with interest, drank the tea in one gulp, stood up, lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.