The Advent of the Infinite King

When she saw Xie Chen, she was obviously taken aback, stopped, and then watched Xie Chen go away.

Xie Chen didn't stop, and continued walking along the street. After turning the corner, he sighed silently.

He didn't understand why the little girl turned into this appearance at all. Judging from the first time he saw the mother and daughter in the suburbs, their family should be quite wealthy.

Dress gorgeously, there are so many bodyguards, and each bodyguard is equipped with firearms, even if you are in a foreign country, if you want to ask for help, you can go directly to the embassy.

Furthermore, Zemu Yezi gave them some money a few days ago. Although the money is not much, it is enough to eat for a few days if you save it, and it is more than enough to make an overseas phone call. Why did you get this look.

Not only that, but he didn't see the little girl's mother when he passed that street.

The rice flower market has developed rapidly in the past few years. There are several construction sites near that street. The owner of the fishing shop who killed people with a fishing rod some time ago did the murder here.

There is a dangerous building near the outskirts of the city. It is said that it will be demolished and rebuilt, but due to many reasons, it has not been done so far. Nowadays, homeless people or beggars often live in it.

Judging by the appearance of the little girl, she and her mother probably lived in that building.

People who are not full of sympathy have long been used to looking at the world with a cold eye, burying their sensibility, or even eliminating it deliberately, and maintaining a certain sense of scale with the surrounding things.

Between the object of knowledge and the object of actual knowledge, there is always an abyss, no matter what kind of ruler is used, its depth cannot be fully measured.

Even so, Xie Chen couldn't help feeling a little pity. During the period of becoming a child, the change in his heart, even though it was inadvertent, still surprised him.

Some people regard themselves as friends, and some people stop caring about themselves all the time. The sensibility that was once hidden in the depths of their hearts has surfaced without knowing it.

The little girl looked to be about five or six years old. He had killed a girl this age before, and he couldn't remember the girl's face clearly.

For some reason, I still clearly remember that at that time, I used my arms to strangle the little girl's neck. She couldn't die immediately, and it took a lot of time to die.

The little girl struggled desperately and became incontinent to urinate, but her strength was insufficient, and she could only die slowly in the end.

The little girl had nothing to do with him, she was strangled to death just because she accidentally saw her face, although there was some hesitation, it was only for a split second.

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Xie Chen often thought of those people, those killed by him, they stood on the other side of the River Styx, waiting for him, and said to him: "Welcome, brother."

For the next week, Xie Chen would take a walk here every night, and exchanged glances with the little girl. The little girl always looked at Xie Chen in the distance timidly.

On the weekend night, when Xie Chen came back from Zemu Yezi's place, it was almost early morning when he passed the street. There were basically no pedestrians on the street, and the car that baked cold noodles was about to close the stall.

At this time, the little girl was standing in front of the cold noodle car, raising her hands and talking to the boss with great difficulty.

The little girl spoke a foreign language, but the owner of the roasted cold noodles couldn't understand at all, so the little girl had to gesture with her hands.

A minute later, the cold noodle boss finally got impatient with her, and said loudly: "I don't understand, you kid, go away, stay here every day, I want to make money, go away go away."

The two struggled for a while, and the little girl finally realized that there was no result, so she turned around and squatted in front of a small ditch beside her, weeping softly.

She hugged her knees with both hands, her whole body curled up tightly, and she glanced at the road here from time to time, as if she was expecting someone to appear.

Xie Chen hid in the shadows under the shop, she couldn't find it at all.

Although it was already summer at this time, the weather hadn't completely turned hot, especially at night, it was still a bit chilly, and the little girl's feet were stacked together and kept rubbing against each other.

After watching this for a while, Xie Chen sighed silently. Since he had already arrived, he couldn't hesitate anymore, and then he walked over.

The little girl also saw Xie Chen approaching, raised her head, opened her eyes wide, stood up, as if she wanted to run over, but she didn't move after all.

She thought that Xie Chen was the one who saved their mother and daughter that night, but Xie Chen always denied it.

Thinking about it carefully, Xie Chen didn't look a few years older than her, how could he use a gun, but no matter what, Xie Chen and the big sister did give her money at Tianqiao that day.

Xie Chen walked to the roasted cold noodle stall and said softly, "Boss, are there still roasted cold noodles for sale?"

Seeing a customer coming to the door, the owner of the roasted cold noodle hurriedly said: "Ah, there is another one, you sit down first, it will be ready soon, you came at the right time, I am just about to close the stall."

"Two copies." Xie Chen thought for a while and then said: "No, no, three copies are better, one is packed, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the little girl, and the hesitant little girl's eyes lit up immediately, she ran towards him, and said in English: "Brother..."

"Sit down." Also speaking English, Xie Chen asked the little girl to sit aside, then took off his coat and put it on the little girl, and gently wiped the stains on her face with the soap.

Now that you've come, let's do it to the end. It's the same as killing people to kill people and cutting grass and roots. When doing these things, Xie Chen thought of the little girl who was strangled to death by him.

After a while, the first serving of roasted cold noodles was served. Xie Chen pushed in front of the little girl and watched her wolfing down. Xie Chen stroked her back and asked the owner of the roasted cold noodles: "Boss, does this little girl come every day?"

The boss said without raising his head, "I just came here a few days ago. I look like a foreigner. I'm here every day, as if I'm waiting for someone."

Speaking of this, he sighed, "I didn't wait until the night before yesterday, so I stayed here all the time. I refused to leave until I closed the stall. I kept squatting by the side and crying. It's very pitiful."

"It's quite pitiful." Xie Chen handed the money to the boss.

The boss took the money and sighed again: "I'm also in a small business, and there are old people and children at home, so I can't help, kid, do you know her?"

"Yes." Xie Chen nodded and said, "It's a distant relative of mine. She just came back from the United States. She got separated a few days ago. Now I finally found her. I'll take her back after eating."

"Is that so..." the boss said, "Where are your adults?"

"I'm looking for it too. I'll call them later." Xie Chen poured a glass of water, brought it to the choked little girl's mouth, and said softly, "Eat slowly, don't worry."

"Hmm..." The little girl drank her saliva, "Thank you brother."

"Eat slowly, what's your name?"

"Lisa...Fujii Lisa."

Xie Chen nodded, he was indeed of mixed race.