The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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"Tuantuan, does Fragment often have nightmares?"

【Well? You wait, let me check. 】

【Well……】

Tuanzi looked at it and said,

【Shard Da Da does often have trouble sleeping. Every time he wakes up from a nightmare, he will be in an extremely bad mood, and then he will start killing people. 】

"...Is that so..."

Fu Sheng lowered her eyes and thought quietly for a while.

she thought,

Let's sneak in again tonight.

If he has nightmares again, she will help him drive away the nightmares.

...

...

late at night.

Xiaocui was keeping watch outside.

Fu Sheng squinted on the bed for a while before getting up.

"Tuantuan, watch out for me. If anyone comes in, tell me right away."

Tuanzi: [ Received! 】

Fu Sheng quickly got dressed, then dodged and disappeared beside the bed.

next second,

She hid in a familiar corner, sniffing the light and comfortable ambergris, and remained silent.

In the ear, the man's roar came low, painful and depressing.

It was like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, unable to break free no matter what, and was suffering great torment.

Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, raised her fingertips, and exerted her spiritual power slightly.

Soon, the tender white fluorescent light slowly flew up and flew towards the man inside the gauze tent.

Quietly and soundlessly, it flew to the center of his eyebrows, and Xiao Zhuo dexterously got in.

"..." The man seemed to sense something, and clenched his fists for a moment.

He pinched his own flesh with his nails, unwilling to fall into such a deep sleep.

But obviously,

This powerful yet gentle force can easily break through his defenses.

Even though the flesh in his palm had already been pinched to the point of bleeding and began to sting,

He couldn't stop the surging sleepiness.

Fusheng waited for a long time until he confirmed that the person on the bed was completely asleep,

Only then did he boldly walk out of the corner.

"Tuantuan, is there no one coming from my place?"

【No no. 】

【Madam, don't worry! 】

Tuanzi kept staring, absolutely serious.

"That's good."

Fu Sheng was relieved a little, lifted the gauze lightly,

bedside,

A faint candle light illuminated the man who was peacefully asleep on the bed.

He was wearing a snow-white jacket, and his long black hair was a little messy.

A few strands of broken hair between the foreheads were gently attached to his face, making his clean face extra gentle and harmless.

Maybe I slept a little more comfortably.

His body relaxed slightly, and his tightly clenched fists opened a little, showing a defenseless state.

Fu Sheng held his breath, carefully removed the sword, and placed it beside his pillow.

Afterwards, she covered him with the quilt very lightly, and put his hands inside.

When she touched his palm, she froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When he opened it, he realized that the skin on his palm had been torn.

Fu Sheng frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy all of a sudden.

Even if you kill someone, why do you still harm yourself?

The unhappy girl glared at him angrily,

It seems that this can make a man know his mistake.

However, Qi returned to Qi, and Fusheng finally treated him with distress.

soon,

The few small wounds healed, and the palm became intact.

Fusheng looked carefully and found no other wounds, so he put his hand back with confidence.

"roll!"

The man with closed eyes seemed to be having nightmares again,

He clenched his fists, his face twisted slightly,

The lips kept growling, disgusted and full of hatred.

"Go away... to die... to die..."