The reborn paranoid male protagonist is crazy again

Chapter 108

Rachel lay down, with her hands folded in front of her stomach, her sleeping position was very peaceful.

Forget it, anyway, his life has become lifeless.

I don't want to worry about anything.

I don't want to do anything.

Sigh, who made little Ellie so cruel to want to kill him but couldn't kill him?

Ellie, who has been so busy these days and her eye circles have gotten a little heavier, was furious on the spot when she saw the stack of documents submitted by the military department.

"I also need to deal with the military affairs? What about Rachel? Isn't he dead?"

If you want to die, you refuse to vacate the latrine, and you want to occupy the latrine without shitting!

Ellie was about to explode.

After the story of Pros was reported back to the imperial capital, everyone was shocked except for the overwhelmed royal family.

The thoughts of these people are all synchronized with God Lashaer.

Zhong Jinping actually ordered the rebel leader to be let go? !

Didn't execute the rebel leader? !
Immediately afterwards, after the imperial media's report on Pross came out, one or two of them were disgusted by the imperial media.

These sycophants!
A bunch of people with no integrity and no bottom line!
These high-ranking officials of the empire secretly castigated the immorality of the imperial media, and at the same time wondered in their hearts that Zhong Jinping really did not take the tyrant's route but the benevolent one?
For the empire, it might not be a good thing.

Except for a very small number of fanatics, normal people don't want the cruel, tyrannical, bloodthirsty person sitting above their heads.

After all, no one knows when it will kill you.

But the little nobles below were not so calm.

The result of Pross' judgment on the handling of the incident caused many nobles in third-tier cities to fall into intense panic.

As a nobleman, who doesn't have any unclean things on hand?How many people wiped their butts clean?Also, can nobles who do not oppress commoners be called nobles?

Many nobles in third-tier cities are afraid to go out now, for fear of being killed by rebels mixed in with the civilians.There is the example of Pross, and death is in vain.The more arrogant and domineering they are on weekdays, the more panicked the nobles who are mean and vicious to the common people.

The thing about Pross is like telling the common people that you can overthrow and kill the nobles above you, and the empire will not even take their anger on you.

The aristocrats who are more timid, honestly cooperate with the work of human rights organizations, and change their condescending attitude towards civilians.

The bolder and more arrogant nobles could not bear to be climbed on their heads by the commoners, so they intensified their oppression and became more harsh and cruel to the commoners in the city's jurisdiction.He also united with the radicals of the nobles, secretly accepted the favor of the northern border and the border, and began to provoke troubles everywhere.

Human rights organizations have the greatest influence on the interests of the minor aristocrats, and they will inevitably encounter strong resistance. Since ancient times, any reform will encounter obstacles and damage, without exception.

Imperial Capital, in a villa in the suburbs.

The room is filled with pictures of various eyes, as well as models and specimens. Countless pupils of various colors stare at it, and it makes one's scalp tingle just looking at it. People with intensive phobia can't stay for a second.

It's like stepping into the set of a horror movie.

The man sitting behind the table wore a white medical gown and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses with a gentle expression.

His hands slowly touched a pair of extremely lifelike black eyes on the table. This is a simulated human head model with a vaguely recognizable outline as a girl. Apart from a pair of lifelike eyes, there are no other organs.

The empty and round head has a pair of very lifelike eyes that seem to be alive. There is no hair, nose, eyes and mouth, and it makes people get goosebumps when they look at it.

Obviously looking at it makes people creepy, but the man stared at it with a passionate and loving gaze as if treating a treasure, his pale fingers gently stroked its curly eyelashes, and his fingertips lightly scraped the dark and bright pupils.

Be careful, like a treasure.

When Lei Te pushed the door and entered, what he saw was this scene. Even though he had seen it countless times, he still couldn't restrain a chill, the scar on his face trembled uncontrollably, and subconsciously patted He patted the goosebumps on his arms and shook them all over the ground.

"Ans, you should also see a psychiatrist." Rhett said bluntly, frowning.

An Si looked up at him. Under the lens was a pair of light blue pupils, gentle and quiet. When looking at people, it seemed to have a magic power that could comfort people's hearts, which inexplicably attracted people to sink in, "I am a doctor."

His tone was as gentle as ever, and from the outside, he seemed to be an extremely gentle man.

Lei Te, who understood his nature, rolled his eyes, walked directly in front of him, opened the stool and sat down, and said in a somewhat anxious tone: "What do you think about the cooperation with Zhong Jinping?"

"We have no other choice."

An Si answered irrelevant questions, glanced at Leiter, then looked away, and continued to caress those beautiful eyes.

When An Si's fingertips passed over the pupil again, his stretched brows suddenly condensed, revealing a melancholy expression.

Alas, it is a model without emotion, and it is impossible to reproduce the light in her eyes, the kind of light that looks like stars, like flames, like despair and unyielding...

Leiter got used to his faults, and said directly: "It's really a good idea for Zhong Jinping to use the rebel army to deal with internal opposition forces."

Leiter frowned, his expression looked a bit ferocious, "Let his enemies deal with the enemies, hehe, our patriarch is still good at calculating as always."

Ans didn't raise his head: "He knows our identities and the distribution of the rebel army. He has our lifeblood in his hands. If he refuses to cooperate with him, he will let his enemies deal with us. "

Even if they knew that Zhong Jinping was deliberately killing the power of the rebel army and political enemies, they had no choice.

Leiter frowned, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard on the table, "Damn it!"

He couldn't help but burst out a dirty word.

The eye models and specimens on the table trembled, and Ans looked up, "I remember you have been facilitating this."

Work with human rights organizations to complete reforms without starting a civil war and build a free and equal empire.They set up the rebel army not to gain power, not to climb the ranks, and they focused more on results than power.

"Do it yourself, it's different from being threatened by someone pinching your neck. And Zhong Jinping is letting the rebels deal with his political opponents..." Leiter's face twitched a few times when he got a fierce scar on his face. Looking at An Si, "Do you believe in Zhong Jinping?"

"Ray," Ans put down his hands, intertwined his fingers and put them on his chin, sighed softly, and met his gaze, "Now we have no other choice but to trust him."

Leiter took a deep breath, frowned and remained silent.

Jiang Xiu became the commander of the armed forces of the human rights organization, directly under the Imperial Military Department, and was mainly responsible for maintaining the normal operation of human rights organizations and deterring the forces opposing human rights organizations within the empire.Reduced the pressure on the military and was loyal to human rights organizations.

At the same time as this appointment order was issued to Pross, there was also a dispatch order about La Chalpe.

Rachael Pei, the former commander of the Battle of Pros, was appointed as the chief of staff of the armed forces of the human rights organization immediately after the approval of the Supreme Military Council.

Like a salted fish that has lost its soul, Rachael laughed wildly for a moment, and then, regardless of the fact that the hole blasted through his body had not healed, he stood firmly on crutches to find Ellie.

"Little Ellie, it seems that you can't get rid of me. From now on, we will be close colleagues. Please give me your advice, Little Ellie." Rachel smiled so much that one wanted to scratch his face.

Ellie: "..."

Zhong Jinping, you bastard! ! ! !

Nicole, delegation reception.

It seems that since Ye Luo took the initiative to kiss him last time, Zhong Jinping went to Ye Luo's room to report every night, not caring at all that this place was Nicole who wanted his life all the time instead of the imperial capital.

Ye Luo was awakened from her sleep, and a strong smell of blood lingered on the bridge of her nose.

She just woke up and realized something was wrong.

"Zhong Jinping?!"

"En." In the darkness, a hoarse and deep familiar voice sounded, seemingly full of tiredness.

Ye Luo reached out to turn on the light, but a slender and powerful hand grasped her wrist accurately in the dark, stopping her movement.

"Luoluo, sleep."

"Let go." Ye Luo's hair was disheveled, her tone became sharp in vain, and she forcefully opened his fingers.

The dark room instantly brightened.

After seeing the person beside her clearly, Ye Luo frowned instantly.

The naked upper body was covered with white bandages, and blood spilled from the wound from time to time, and the head was slightly tilted and weakly leaned against the head of the bed.His face was pale and weak, and his red pupils revealed a weakness, like fragile glass.The black hair was permeated by cold sweat and stuck to both cheeks, making it look weaker and more harmless, like a delicate and fragile sick beauty.

"You are hurt?"

Zhong Jinping showed a smile: "Is Luoluo caring about me? It's okay, the wound has been treated, and I can't die."

Ye Luo looked at him seriously: "How did you get hurt? Was it discovered by Nicole's people?"

Zhong Jinping: "..."

It sounded like he was concerned about him, but why was his heart always feeling a little uncomfortable?

Zhong Jinping: "I went to the arsenal of the Mooney family and was almost found injured, but I'm fine now."

He stretched out his hand to gently brush Ye Luo's frowning brows, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Ye Luo waved his hand away, her brows loosened and then furrowed, looking at the bloody wound on his chest and the extremely rough bandages, she took a deep breath, stepped over him and got off the bed, and found out from under the cabinet. medical kit.

Ye Luo pulled off the bandage on his body gently, revealing the bloody wound below. Without frowning, she skillfully took out a miniature hand-held suture medical instrument to treat the wound, and wiped the blood with sterile cotton. Cleaned, re-medicated, adhesive medical tape and bandages applied.

The whole process is smooth and smooth, skillful in one go.

Except for the slight soft sound of suturing, which was Zhong Jinping's uncontrollable muffled hum, the whole process was extremely quiet.

"Okay, is there any other injuries?" Ye Luo raised her elbow and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Zhong Jinping's face became paler, "It still hurts here." He grabbed Ye Luo's wrist, her fingertips still covered the blood on his body, and pressed her whole hand to his heart.

"My heart hurts badly, Luoluo, ask and rub it for me."

Ye Luo: "..."

She squeezed her five fingers together and made a fist and pressed it down hard, involving the newly stitched wound next to her. Ye Luo's strength was extremely tricky, which brought him great pain without breaking the wound.Zhong Jinping almost passed out with darkness in front of his eyes.

Ye Luo said lightly: "Does it still hurt?"

Zhong Jinping took a few deep breaths to calm down, and smiled wryly: "Luoluo, you're really not afraid of killing me."

Ye Luo stretched out her hand to hold his pale and cold face, "How could it be, your life is the worst."

The scourge will last for thousands of years.

Zhong Jinping sighed softly, moved his face close to her palm and rubbed it affectionately a few times, "Even if I die in Luoluo's hands, I am willing."

Ye Luo directly withdrew her hands, tidied up the medical box and put it back, and came back after washing her hands. Zhong Jinping was already lying on the bed and seemed to be asleep. His handsome face was pale and bloodless, and his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if a little uneasy.

As soon as Ye Luo approached, he seemed to feel her breath, and his brows and eyes stretched again, looking very peaceful.

Ye Luo sat down by the bed, stretched out her fingers to try to trace his eyebrows, from the eyebrows slightly across the cheeks, and then down the chin to the neck.

The most deadly vulnerable part was exposed in her palm without any defense.

As long as she uses a little force to break his neck...

Now that Zhong Jinping is in Nicole, it is completely logical to push his death on the head of the Mooney family.

But once Zhong Jinping dies, the empire will inevitably be in chaos. The borders that lost his suppression and the northern borders will be in turmoil. The nobles who have remained silent because of his strong methods and dare not oppose human rights organizations will definitely take the opportunity to create chaos...

Ye Luo's fingertips trembled slightly, her hands moved away from his neck, and she gently lifted the quilt underneath to cover him.

The killing intent that was so fleeting had disappeared without a trace before it could be revealed.

Even though Zhong Jinping was seriously injured, he seemed to be laying beside him harmlessly without any defenses.

Even Ye Luo couldn't kill him.

If she had this chance in her previous life, Ye Luo would definitely not hesitate for half a second.

It's a pity that after being reborn, everything Zhong Jinping did was closely related to each other, and it was just right to pinch Ye Luo's life.

He cannot die.

Once he died, the chaotic and war-ridden situation of the empire was absolutely not what Ye Luo wanted to see.

Even the reasons to hate him became weaker and weaker.

Ye Luo lay down silently and turned off the lights.

In the darkness, the sleeping man suddenly raised his mouth.

Whatever he wants, he will get it no matter what method he uses.

No exception.

One of Nicol's largest arsenals was attacked and suffered heavy losses.

After checking it back and forth, it seems that people from the imperial capital did it.

Surprised and angry, Sarah ignored Coleman's proposal and immediately ordered to speed up the production of a large number of weapons. At the same time, she recruited and united allies in many cities in the empire, and even reached a deal with Gerst.

Weapons are being mass-produced and war will soon be declared.

And the visiting group is the first sacrifice.

(End of this chapter)