The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

"Although what you said makes sense, it always feels weird..." Qian Jianling picked up a skewer with a strange expression on his face: "Mr. Wu clearly said that even if you smash this world, you have to escape the cycle? What? Judging from your current tone, the time loop seems like a good thing?"

She carefully bit off a piece of meat, and immediately narrowed her eyes.

"It's so fragrant!"

Wu Xingzhi glanced at him: "Is there any conflict?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. In short, as long as you complete your obsession, the time loop will naturally end, won't it?"

"Although there is this possibility—" Jian Jianling glared at Wu Xingzhi with his mouth full of meat, "But, that's impossible!"

"My obsession, I know best myself."

"You don't want to die, do you?" Wu Xingzhi pouted.

"Mr. Wu is also very clear—" Qian Jianling nodded.

"So, since I'm already a dead person, there is no way to get back this obsession anyway." When Qian Jianling talked about this matter now, he didn't have a sad expression, probably because the person opposite looked A look of indifference, as if no matter what happened to him, she couldn't help but feel subtly——

Even though he was dead, he was still able to eat barbecue with Mr. Wu, it seemed not bad?

"Dead man, first wipe off the oil around your mouth." Wu Xing knew, "That's why I hate you little brat the most. You can run, jump, eat and sleep, just like everyone else. It's just that I saw my own body, what's the big deal?"

"Can a dead person eat meat like you? If a real dead person hears what you say, he might want to jump out of the grave and strangle you to death!"

Qian Jianling opened his mouth, speechless.

Why did this matter come out in the deepest part of the other party, as if it was a trivial matter?

Own corpse!

However, when you think about it carefully, what happens when you feel that what the other party said makes sense?

"In short, the matter is very simple. First of all, you need to know that you are not a dead person." Wu Xingzhi raised a greasy finger and poked Qian Jianling's fair face, "You can treat that corpse as your previous life, who knows?" Didn’t you die a hundred or eighty times in your previous life? Now you are a brand new you, a complete, real living person.”

"understand?"

Qian Jianling wiped the oil stains on his face with a paper towel, a little dumbfounded: "This... won't work, right?"

"Anyway, I am indeed dead, how can I pretend to be a living person?"

"Mr. Wu, can you stop being so—"

Qian Jianling struggled with the words: "Child's play!"

"You don't think you can fool my obsession with this, do you?"

Wu Xingzhi glanced at her and said lightly, "I don't need the obsession to fool you."

"Just lie to you."

Qian Jianling was about to continue arguing, but Wu Xingzhi interrupted her directly: "Anyway, you are alive now, do you hear me?"

"I--"

"Huh?" Wu Xingzhi stared: "Otherwise, you will pay for this meal?"

"I'm a living person! I'm alive!" Qian Jianling shouted reflexively.

Then she realized that it didn't matter if she didn't have the money to pay the bill, because tomorrow everything would start all over again.

but--

She suddenly laughed.

Living or dead or something, it really doesn't seem to matter.

Chatting and eating meat with Mr. Wu like this, even if he knew it was fake, it was something fleeting, Qian Jianling absolutely didn't want to destroy it.

Wu Xingzhi nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Then on the premise that you are a living person, the next thing will be very simple."

"Is it simple?" Qian Jianling couldn't keep up with Wu Xingzhi's brain circuit.

"Of course it's easy." Wu Xingzhi stretched out another finger and poked Qian Jianling's face, and the cheek that had just been wiped clean was covered with a layer of oil.

"The next task is just to realize the wish of an ordinary, lively neon high school girl. Is it difficult?"

"Isn't it difficult?" Qian Jianling waved his hands in the air, resisting the other party's continued poking himself, his big eyes were full of confusion.

Why is it that such a difficult thing, that you have to pay your own life to rescue Mr. Wu, is as easy as playing a horizontal version of a game in an arcade hall?

"It's not difficult!"

Wu Xingzhi said affirmatively, and was about to poke his finger again, but Qian Jianling quickly hid back.

"There is nothing I can't do that I want to do."

Relying on the length of his hands, Wu Xingzhi directly crossed the table with his arms, and covered Qian Jianling's face with a bang of greasy hands.

"Look, how simple it is."

Chapter 50 Regrets and Wishes

"What is my wish—"

Until after breakfast, Qian Jianling was still thinking about this question in a daze.

He was clearly pursuing it so persistently, but when he really wanted to bring it up seriously, Qian Jianling felt a little speechless.

Work hard to make money to pay off the debt to redeem the house, and then continue to live hard like a normal girl.

Thinking about it now, it seems that there is no specific thing I want to do.

There is only obsession, which is meaningless, but the obsession is more important than everything else. Obsession supports her like a puppet hung with strings, running in this world, tears running down her cheeks, but her body does not change at all. Care, continue to move forward in accordance with the stubborn line.

As for what was ahead, Qian Jianling realized at this moment that she didn't seem to have thought about it.

It was as if the things in front of her would not exist at all, the joints of the doll would wear out, the skin would rot, and finally fall to the ground, the thread hanging on her body was still being pulled, making her look like she was not exhausted .

Then, suddenly someone stood up, cut the line with a knife, and asked himself in a ridiculous but serious tone, what do you hope is ahead?

Then I pulled myself and reached the end with a light jump, saying that there is no need to struggle anymore, now you are free, you can do whatever you want.

But what do you want to do?

The two sat on the steps of the street, and people around them cast strange glances. Qian Jianling felt a little ashamed, lowered her head slightly, and listened to Wu Xingzhi talking beside her.

"We can divide obsession into regret and wish. What is regret? It is something you obsessed about before but failed to do. What is your regret?"

"Yi, sorry?" Qian Jianling lowered her head, trying to pretend that passers-by didn't look at her, and stammered, "Maybe you want to redeem the house?"

"Simple!"

Wu Xingzhi slapped the ground and said, "Let's go, we'll help you redeem the house!"

"Why, how to redeem?"

"Things that can be settled by money have never been a big deal." Wu Xingzhi stood up, looking confident.

"That's 3000 million yen—" Qian Jianling said weakly.

Although Mr. Wu is usually extravagant, this is not a small sum.

"I know." Wu Xing knew: "Not only do I know, but I don't have so much."

To be honest, let alone 3000 million yen, he has less than [-] yen left.

The principal is indeed rich, but his wealth is limited. If he goes out of real estate, all the cash together is only enough for Wu Xingzhi for a few days.

"Ah—" Qian Jianling opened his mouth.

"I mean, although I don't have that much money, your creditors must have it." Wu Xingzhi said seriously, "I can ask them to borrow some money to redeem your house."

"This..." Qian Jianling couldn't keep up with Wu Xingzhi's train of thought, and said, "They probably won't agree?"

"They will." Wu Xingzhi stretched out his fist and said, "No one will reject a friendly person like me."

Qian Jianling sat in the co-pilot in a daze, the car was driving on the road like a rampaging monster, the accelerator roared, the things on both sides retreated rapidly, and there was a sharp whistle sound, which was emitted by other car owners who were frightened dissatisfied.

"Mr. Wu...you are driving too fast..." Qian Jianling couldn't help reminding.

"This is just the beginning." Wu Xingzhi chuckled, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the window, as if he wasn't driving a car that had already reached a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour.

"But...you will have your driver's license revoked, and you will even be detained forcibly—" Asahi closed her mouth, and suddenly realized that this person didn't have such a thing as a driver's license.

"Don't care about this kind of thing." Wu Xingzhi's voice came over: "From now on, the rules of this world will no longer bind you, let us focus on completing your obsession."

"But, will it cause trouble to others?" Qian Jianling said weakly.

"Everything will be back to normal tomorrow anyway, won't it?"

The girl saw the wanton smile on Wu Xingzhi's face, like a sword that had been hidden for a long time was finally unsheathed, exuding its sharpness unscrupulously.

This is the real Mr. Wu, right?

For some reason, Qian Jianling felt that the worries in his heart had faded away.

If you stay with Mr. Wu, you have to be braver, right?

Driving all the way, the car soon came to a small building with several floors.

"This is it?" Wu Xingzhi took a few glances and said, "It looks like an ordinary office building."

"It is indeed an ordinary office building. Mr. Wu is from China, and he may not know much about Neon Pole. Excluding some of their black industries, on the bright side, they may be more law-abiding than normal businessmen." Qian Jianling explained.

"No matter how harmless the disguise is, it's still not a violent organization?" Wu Xingzhi sneered: "You don't seem to have any resentment towards them? You must know that whether it's your father's death or your pain these years, basically you can't escape them relation."

Qian Jianling shook his head: "At least, they gave me a hope to redeem the house, otherwise, I might have been desperate at that time."

"Tsk." Wu Xingzhi's face was full of disdain: "Do you want it?"

"Let a high school girl repay a huge sum of 3000 million yen alone, and hope that if she overdue, she will be sold herself?"

Wu Xingzhi opened the car door, his voice was cold: "Talking about hope with a group of scumbags, you think you can fulfill the agreement as long as you work hard, but in fact, they have already planned everything for you."

"Believe me, I may not know much about the neon poles, but I can see the scum clearly. You don't want to know what programs they arrange for you."

Qian Jianling was silent, of course she knew the consequences if it was overdue, but did she have a choice?

Even if the sailors in exile at sea know that seawater cannot quench their thirst, at the moment of death, as long as it is water, who cares so much?

A hand fell on her head, she looked up and saw Wu Xingzhi standing in front of her.

"Look carefully, I am an expert in dealing with these scum."