Chapter 92 The Past of White Night (Three Updates Completed)

Bai Qi was a little confused, but after hearing these words, he finally regained some consciousness.

She curled her lips, her cold smile without any warmth, but soon, the stern look in her eyebrows disappeared, replaced by the cool and ruffian look she was used to.

"You said the wrong line." Bai Qi said seriously, "Brother would never say such a thing."

Ye Ji felt sorry for her habit of using arrogance to hide her true thoughts, and said softly with a smile: "Brother can't do it, but I can."

"Ah?" Bai Qi felt a little unable to follow his train of thought.

Are you still so confident when you say the wrong lines?

The doting look in Ye Ji's eyes became even stronger: "Go and change quickly, don't think about it."

Bai Qi retracted his thoughts, barely suppressed the irritability in his heart, and then nodded and said, "Yes."

Watching Bai Qi leave with a smile, Ye Ji slowly let go of her tightly squeezed hands.

"Live...live well..." He murmured softly.

As if in a distant memory... Xiaobai also said this when they first met.

When he was eight years old, he was kidnapped by the Ji family's enemies, who demanded a divorce. Unexpectedly, the kidnappers took advantage of both sides, killed a similar little boy, and then sold him to a base on an unknown desert island.

There were a group of children of about the same age. They all looked exquisite, but their eyes were empty, and they acted numbly and acted like robots.

He was scared and started to run away, but no matter how he ran, he would be caught.

The man in the white protective suit looked like a ghost, appearing calmly just when he finally thought he was about to escape.

No one hurt him, and there was no punishment, but he was caught again and again.

Numb and cruel!

He even wondered whether these children... were the same as him? Only when you experience despair in the hope day after day will you become what you are now?

Ji Ye felt like he was going crazy!

But he was lucky in the end. Before he was driven crazy, there was sudden movement in the base.

A group of people in white protective clothing escorted a little girl over.

Although she looked smaller than him, the aura of that girl was too strong.

He stood in a row with the others, and Ji Ye vaguely felt that these numb children finally had some emotions. They seemed... all afraid of her?

The girl started calling the names. "Number one."

"Number two."

"Number three."

An extremely cold tone.

She finally walked up to Ji Ye, raised her eyelashes, and there was no trace of warmth in her eyes.

"Number nine."

It didn't look like a roll call, but like a direct notification to Ji Ye: He was No. 9.

Ji Ye was unconvinced: "I have my own name."

She didn't even raise her eyelids. Ji Ye didn't even see how the other party took action? A black pistol was suddenly pressed between his eyebrows.

Cold, chilly, with the fear of death.

Ji Ye had seen this thing before. The kidnapper had used it to beat a boy to death.

The girl held the gun steadily, as if holding a toy, and her tone was still as cold as snow: "No. 9."

Ji Ye gritted his teeth and squeezed his hands tightly. He didn't know where the courage came from, but he refused to let go: "My name is not No. 9!"

The girl was a little surprised, but the emotions in her eyes flashed quickly, and she calmly opened the safety button.

Listening to the sound of the pistol, it was impossible for Ji Ye not to be afraid! But he kept looking at her!

Without blinking.

"boom--"

A huge explosion sounded in his ears, and he shuddered, but he didn't feel the pain he imagined.

The black pistol was pressed against his ear.

That shot penetrated the target behind him and hit the red heart!

Ji Ye felt like his breathing was suffocating.

"Don't seek death."

"I--"

"First consider how to survive in my hands." The girl was still extremely cold: "Only the living are worthy of a name! Now, your name is No. 9."