Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 934: What Level of F*cking Hell?

“Miao Miaomiao, I’ve once loved you. Even now, I love you.” Zhang Jiasen pressed his hand against his chest.

When Ning Shu heard these words, an enormous amount of sorrow and pain surged up in her heart. This was clearly the original host’s emotions. After experiencing unhealable injuries, hearing words like these only made people feel sorrow and loathing.

Zhang Jiasen didn’t have the right to mention the word love.

Ning Shu quietly repeated the heart-clearing chant, but it took quite a while to calm the surging waves of emotion.

Ning Shu felt that Miao Miaomiao really was pitiful. Due to a freak combination of factors, she had ended up with a fate like this.

Zhang Jiasen was willing to sacrifice anything. Even though he said that he loved Miao Miaomiao, in the end he still sacrificed Miao Miaomiao.

Ning Shu asked sarcastically, “What about Xue Manman?”

“Xue Manman? Ha!” Zhang Jiasen laughed. “How do I put this? Perhaps I saw my own shadow in Xue Manman, it was just like liking myself, but in the end, I realized that I don’t actually like myself.”

Ning Shu: Nutjob!

In a nutshell, Zhang Jiasen, this black-to-the-core person, liked the pure and kind Miao Miaomiao, but he felt that he was under a lot of pressure when he was with Miao Miaomiao. Putting it frankly, he just felt inferior.

So then he killed Miao Miaomiao’s entire family.

What level of f*cking hell was this?

Ning Shu felt that she didn’t really have anything to talk about with him, so she turned and left. She had already spent half a day here with this nutjob.

Zhang Jiasen’s mental state was very abnormal. Before his personality had been established, he had been entrusted responsibility greater than he could handle. For the sake of achieving his goal, he was willing to sacrifice a lot, just for the sake of this sense of duty that had already sank deep into his bones.

Ha. Ha. But this wasn’t why Zhang Jiasen hurt others. Zhang Jiasen was still trash, the lowest of the low. He had hurt Miao Miaomiao in order to satisfy that brutal desire in his heart even if he liked Miao Miaomiao.

“Miaomiao.” Zhang Jiasen grabbed Ning Shu’s hand. Zhang Jiasen’s hand was very cold. She wanted to shake his hand off, but he gripped her tightly.

Ning Shu: Get your freakin’ claws off.

Zhang Jiasen looked at Ning Shu, then smiled slightly. “Miao Miaomiao, without me, you’ll definitely be very happy.”

“Naturally. Without you, I’ll definitely be happy and blessed,” said Ning Shu with a grin. If Miao Miaomiao hadn’t encountered Zhang Jiasen, her life wouldn’t have ended up smashed like this.

Zhang Jiasen then said, “I don’t regret hurting you. Even if there was a second chance, I would still do the same.” Zhang Jiasen suddenly pulled Ning Shu into his arms. “Miaomiao, I just don’t know how to love you.”

Ning Shu: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Ning Shu directly stomped on Zhang Jiasen’s foot with her shoe, but his expression didn’t change in the slightest. It was as if he couldn’t feel pain. He actually smiled as he gently released Ning Shu. “You should go.”

The frick. Zhang Jiasen was seriously strange like this.

Ning Shu turned and left. When she got to the door, she glanced back and saw that Zhang Jiasen was still looking at her. His expression was very hazy. There was a faint layer of light around him.

“Miaomiao.” Zhang Jiasen’s lips moved slightly as he watched Ning Shu walk away.

When Ning Shu got out of the detention center, she took a deep breath. Her heart had felt very stuffy this entire time. She wasn’t able to suppress this feeling even with the heart-clearing chant. This was the original host’s emotions, the emotions remnant in this body.

If this tragedy was told, it’d sound like a joke. Right now, Zhang Jiasen was saying that he liked Miao Miaomiao, that he loved Miao Miaomiao, but he didn’t regret hurting her. Ning Shu just wanted to laugh. Love was such beautiful wording. If hurting meant love, then she truly had no words to say.

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