He's the best!

Chapter 86 He's the best!

"Why...why..." Zhu Huan murmured repeatedly.

My memories of my father are already very hazy.

Her mother's death was actually an accident—and she was forcing herself to believe it.

If you don't believe this, you won't be able to hold on.

People cannot be brought back to life, and it is enough to properly remember the deceased. Even though Zhu Huan could not accept this statement, she still repeatedly reinforced her thoughts with psychological suggestion.

Even when Mu Ming suddenly abandoned her, she could use excuses like "the past cannot be changed" or "he fell in love with someone else" to cover it up. After all, the reasons didn't matter; what mattered was that she could accept the facts.

As long as she doesn't see these people or get involved in anything related to them, time will eventually help her forget and ease the pain.

She just needs to believe, in her own wishful thinking, that she is the victim.

As it turns out, some people didn't die; not only did they survive, they also re-entered their lives.

Yet he appeared as if he were a complete stranger, behaving utterly cold and unapproachable.

Is there anything more wonderful than this?!

The end of their relationship was Mu Ming's fault—Zhu Huan hoped for it and believed it to be true.

The psychological suggestion reinforced this thought again and again, to the point that it became a real memory.

If he were to return as someone filled with remorse, Zhu Huan would not know how to face him, nor would she dare to seek the truth about Mu Ming's side.

But they probably still had feelings for each other. Mu Ming understood her very well and returned in the way she liked best.

In this way, I can fully resent him and extricate myself from the mistake.

Zhu Huan knew that this kind of feeling was despicable; it was clearly her own problem, yet she could criticize others without any burden.

As long as Mu Ming doesn't remember her, whether it's the fact that she almost killed him or the fact that she shirked responsibility, they can all be put on the next page!

He really is the best!

I've lost all hope. How else can I live?

If you don't direct your resentment at a specific person, how can you suppress the murderous intent raging in your heart?

As long as you put yourself in the victim's position, even if you actually made a mistake, even if you were the one who craved the time spent with him, even if you were the one unilaterally venting your resentment on him without giving him any room to understand the facts... then the problem is not with you at all!

Now you're telling me—it was actually my fault...

"It's one thing for me to know, I can just swallow the bitter pill; I can erase this memory with my abilities. But what about the people present? They know too."

Should we kill them?

How would Miss Wu'an view herself?

"What if she relays all this to Mu Ming? Knowing Mu Ming's personality, he probably wouldn't mind... but I would!"

Mu Ming knows, and I know, so how can I still feel at ease resenting him?

How can I possibly live on?

Click click—

The sound of shattering lingered in Zhu Huan's ears, and the cracks that had initially receded gradually grew larger and extended.

The barely suppressed murderous intent now bloomed undisguisedly, and the suppressed magic, like fish entering water, became joyful and excited, shouting together: "Shut up!"

The sheer volume of her voice completely drowned out her true feelings of "not wanting to kill" and "absolutely not wanting to kill."

Zhu Huan raised his ferocious face, the word "Die" almost escaping his lips.

The sight of the large, brown knee-high boots looming in front of her made her freeze, and then the boots kicked her face with unstoppable force.

Bang!

Blood streamed down his nose, and his body spun and flew into the air, but before he could even catch his breath, he was kicked in the abdomen.

Click—

A faint cracking sound came from inside the body, and a chill ran through the chest—something was about to pierce in.

"Could I...die?"

An absurd thought arose in her mind. She barely managed to straighten her gaze and saw that a two-meter-long "spear" had somehow materialized in the black-clad magical girl's hand. The thing looked really strange, with pointed ends and a hollow circle in the middle.

Yet this unassuming weapon possessed an overwhelming power that silenced even the most deafening shouts of battle.

A captivating glint flashed from Wu An's beautiful purple eyes, illuminating Zhu Huan's vision. The undisguised killing intent snapped her out of her daze.

As the "spear" was about to pierce her chest, and the chill around the Seed of Heart grew increasingly biting, the instinct for survival overcame the killing intent.

"Don't kill me!"

She cried out in panic, her body naturally curling up, her hands covering her head, and she remained curled up on the ground, motionless.

"?"

Wu An felt unusually confused. He stopped carving the life needle in his hand, but the magic attached to Zhu Huan's heart remained.

Based on what she saw in the experimental area, witch transformation should be an irreversible process.

Zhu Huan had just shown murderous tendencies, so why did she chicken out after kicking him twice?

It wasn't feigned cowardice; he genuinely became cowardly. Not only did the cracks on his face disappear, but his nails also stopped growing.

"Where exactly is that point of no return...? Will getting kicked twice restore it?"

"And why did she suddenly turn into a witch?"

Wu Pei was incredibly strange, considering he had only seen a few fragments of Zhu Huan's memories.

Although it's quite pitiful, I don't see anything particularly exciting about it. After all, she already knew her parents were dead, and it wasn't Lin Yuhuan who ordered her mother to wait to die.

It's entirely fair to blame the mastermind behind it all.

For Wu An, the main thing was to figure out why Lin Yuhuan was blaming him and to recover the deleted part of his memory.

Perhaps it's because people have different emotions. For example, some people would be devastated by their idol's wedding, while others simply cannot understand that feeling.

However, regardless of what Zhu Huan thought, the important thing was that Zhu Huan did not become a witch.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Huan finally stood up shakily, lowering his head and not daring to look at Wu An.

"Shall we...go?" she asked tentatively.

He crossed his two fingers in front of his abdomen, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Those people, do you want to kill that guy named Minase?"

Wu An pointed at the Huanzi Society executives who had already been paralyzed with fear by the witch's momentary power.

There are also some that were missed.

Upon hearing her name called, Minase, who was still in a daze and trembling with fear, forced herself to kneel down, her forehead pressed against the floor. All she wanted now was to beg for mercy, at least to secure a result that would be handed over to the General Affairs Bureau.

"Lord Zhu Huan! It really wasn't that I wanted to give it to Wuwu!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, her tongue was bound by black threads, unable to move an inch, and she could only raise her head in despair to look at Zhu Huan.

"I...I can't kill people."

Under Wu Pei's watchful gaze, Zhu Huan gave a trembling response.

"Why?" Wu An asked.

"Murder...murder is wrong, I...I can't do it, and if I kill someone, I might end up like what just happened..."

Psychological barriers and panic were preventing Zhu Huan from taking action.

"Isn't it something to be happy about to kill your enemy?" Wu An asked doubtfully.

Doing something enjoyable might even help suppress the transformation into a witch.

"I'm sorry... I'm just an ordinary person, I don't know how to handle this situation..."

Zhu Huan shook his head hesitantly. After the surging killing intent subsided, his previously chaotic thoughts also became weak.

It's not that she's incapable of doing bad things, but taking a life is still a significant difference compared to losing her temper with a stranger...

She couldn't bring herself to vent her anger on Mu Ming anymore. She already knew the truth and had to apologize to him, regardless of whether he cared or not. She had to at least say something, hoping to earn his forgiveness.

I hope he doesn't find me annoying...

Upon hearing Zhu Huan's words that he would not kill her, Minase could no longer hold back her tears.

Magical girls are all good people after all!

She had already decided to quit and would never do anything bad again!

Thinking this, she glanced at her subordinates around her, urging them to beg for mercy.

In an instant, all the members of the Phantom Girls' Guild had their knees buckle, muttering nonsense about the kindness of magical girls, that they were forced into it, that they had family members, and begging for their lives.

"My real enemy isn't them... but the Second Seat they speak of." Zhu Huan's eyebrows trembled, and her already conflicted gaze became even more unsettled.

"The 'Changgui' led the passerby into the tiger's territory. While the tiger, which eats people, must be killed, can the 'Changgui' be allowed to go unpunished?"

Wu An ignored the pleas for mercy and his gaze toward Zhu Huan gradually became strange.

She began to wonder if her kick had damaged her brain.

"But...killing them won't bring back the dead. I shouldn't kill...I...I really don't want to kill...I can't...I'm a magical girl, magical girls can't kill..."

"I don't understand you," Wu An said, frowning. "Not everything that looks like a human can be considered a human."

She couldn't tell whether Zhu Huan wanted to kill but didn't dare, or simply didn't dare...

"I'll count to three, and if you don't kill me, I will."

"Miss Wu Pei, you..." Zhu Huan looked at Wu Pei sadly. Murder is a serious matter, and if she could, she would not want Wu An to do such a thing.

3.. .

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"Let's hand them over to the Bureau of Statistics, shall we? That's the proper procedure!" She quickly hugged Wu Bai's hand tightly.

The pleas for mercy floating in the air became increasingly annoying.

2.. .

'

"You really can't! Please! You're a good person, you shouldn't get your hands dirty because of this kind of person!" Even though she had already killed one, Zhu Huan didn't agree that that was a reason to keep killing.

"1—"

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Wu An flung Zhu Huan's hand away and looked at her coldly, causing Zhu Huan a slight pain in her heart—her actions had disappointed her.

Wu Pei really wanted to say, "Because of these people, the Qishan City General Bureau is probably extinct," but after thinking about it, he realized that saying this would only increase Zhu Huan's psychological burden and would have no other meaning.

Taking a life is a serious matter, and a person's mindset cannot be changed overnight. There's no need to let her make a decision in a moment of irrationality. "Use your abilities to tell them to listen to me and answer the questions," Wu Pei said.

"No...it's better not to."

Zhu Huan wanted to try to persuade him again, but she suddenly felt a tightness around her neck. Wu Pei had actually grabbed her neck and was gradually tightening his grip and lifting her up.

"Now I'm the one coercing you. If you can exonerate yourself, hurry up and tell me."

As she spoke, Zhu Huan felt even more pressure on her neck.

She stared blankly at Wu Pei, but she couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, just like when she used to look at Mu Ming. No wonder the two of them became friends.

How can anyone resist someone like that?

Therefore, Zhu Huan's gaze inevitably turned towards the group of people who were desperately begging for mercy.

Then, he managed to squeeze out a breath: "Listen...listen to Miss Wu'an's...words."

Wu Pei actually thinks that killing them all without following the proper procedures isn't a big deal. No one can deal with the disaster beasts except for magical girls, and the nature of murdering magical girls might be even worse than a large-scale terrorist attack.

There are quite a few people here, and there might be some who are justifiable among them. There's no need to die just because of bad luck.

Although Zhu Huan was in very bad condition, even a first-tier magical girl was not someone that the executives of the Huanzi Association could directly resist.

"Stand up."

Wu Pei said this indifferently, and the members of the Huanzi Society stood up, wailing.

She tossed Zhu Huan to the ground with a flick of her wrist, then slowly walked over and picked up the pistol that had been thrown to the ground earlier.

"I ask, you answer."

Wu Pei walked up to the outermost member.

"Have you ever harmed anyone? Was it passively or actively? If so, how many people were harmed?"

Even though it was something that absolutely shouldn't be said, my mouth still opened involuntarily.

"I killed... I think it was eight, or nine. It was all intentional from the start, and then..."

"That's hopeless."

The man answered tremblingly, but was interrupted by Wu An before he could finish.

Bang!

The wailing stopped after the gunshot, and everyone stared at the black figure on the field with deathly pale faces.

"How many people have you harmed?"

"Killed twelve, felt pretty good, let's go."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, another cadre was shot through the head.

What followed was a continuous barrage of gunfire, which surprised even Wu An, as not a single one of them showed mercy.

"Damn it, why haven't you summoned Kira yet?!" Minase looked at the increasing number of corpses on the ground, her heart filled with despair, but then it rekindled.

Feeling death approaching, she became less panicked and began to think about how to buy time to save herself.

Finally, she was the only one left dead among those around her.

"Who do you think you are, a judge? Who do you think you are, upholding justice? What gives you the right to resort to vigilante justice here?"

Before Wu Bai could even ask, she took the initiative to question him.

"How many people have you harmed?"

The only response she received was a routine inquiry.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She tried desperately to remain silent, but her tongue uttered the words, "I...I don't remember..."

"More than ten?"

"It's exceeded."

99

Everything is over.

The otter stared intently at the dark muzzle of the gun, mouth slightly agape, waiting for a flash of sparks.

Click-clack, out of bullets.

After all, it's just a pistol, so its ammunition capacity isn't large.

As if struck by a stroke of luck, Minase's hope was rekindled. She quickly spoke, "I have a lot of information about the Genko Society! I'll definitely tell you everything! I'm still useful! If I die, the terrifying witch will sense it! Killing me will bring no benefit!"

While the information from the Phantom Society may be useful, given their role as consumables, keeping it wouldn't be of much use.

Moreover, Wu Pei's goal is not to eliminate the Huanzi Society. As long as the Second Seat behind them is still there, the Huanzi Society is nothing more than a group of replaceable parts.

Even if the head of a small city knew information about the second seat, it would probably be of little use to him.

As for being detected by the witch? It's only a matter of time.

He gripped the gun handle in reverse, aimed the butt at the otter's head, and smashed it down.

Haw!