Chapter 1760

Seeing Luo Zhen fall into silence, the poem can't help but get excited.

Usually, poetry will never show weakness in front of others like this, let alone the man who has known him for a few days in the game. As her prey, it is still good, but it is impossible to show her weakness in front of her.

But what happened today broke the false strong shell of poetry and exposed its real self.

The real poem is not strong at all, not calm at all, and not ruthless at all. On the contrary, it is just a fragile girl who is manipulated by her own emotions and tormented by the past.

It is because of the weak that we pursue the strong.

It is because of the fragility that we pursue the strong.

The so-called sniper poetry is just a mask of Chaotian Shinai.

Now, this mask has been mercilessly uncovered, and everything about Shinai is exposed.

"Tell me... Tell me...!"

Shinai couldn't help but straighten up his body, stretched out his hand, grasped Luo Zhen's collar and cried out.

"What should I do to be like you...!"

At this point, poetry is no different from collapse.

The previous fear, fear and resistance to the past made Shinai's mood completely out of control and became blind.

Perhaps, poetry is because it is aware of the inner emotions out of control, aware that their own fear has reached the peak, has been almost unable to help, so it will be like this, desperate pursuit of strength.

For such poems, Luo Zhen's strength is her life-saving straw. She must grasp it. Otherwise, she will soon be unable to hold on and her weakness can no longer be hidden.

The real power to transcend the barriers between the imaginary world and the real world is in front of Shi Nai.

And that is the goal of poetry.

In this world, we can learn the coolness, coldness and ruthlessness of a sniper, and then use it to crush the weakness of Chaotian's poetry. This is the purpose of poetry to wander in this world.

Luo Zhen, like Shi Nai, killed people with his own hands, but he was as calm and calm as he is now. In Shinai's opinion, it is because of his incomparable power.

In order to suppress their own weakness, in order to control their own vulnerability, poetry has been desperate.

So...

"tell me!"

Poetry is to bite the lips, and its force is so fierce that in the real world, the lips must have been bitten.

Luo Zhen looked at such poems and sighed silently in his heart.

Why is this girl so persistent, or paranoid?

I don't know.

However, Luo really knows that this is not for no reason.

The girl in front of her may have a very painful and painful past, which leads to the present paranoia.

Luo is sure of this.

Because, the same look, Luo Zhen has seen too much.

So...

"although I don't know what's going on, if you are pursuing an answer, first of all, I can tell you something."

Luo Zhen looked directly at Shi Nai and said so.

"That is, you can't become like me. Give up this unrealistic idea."

In a word, the poem is the impulse of the heart directly defeated.

"There's no way..."

Poetry is hoarse.

"That's right." Luo Zhen did not move the way: "you are in the pursuit of power, and try to use it to cross something, but in this case, you should not want to become like me, my power is only my thing, even if you no longer pursue, it is not your, you are completely wrong person."

"Second, you've got the wrong way." Luo Zhen looked at Shi Nai's eyes and said word by word: "some things can't be crossed by becoming strong. If you just want to suppress it by becoming stronger, it will only get a bigger rebound."

Is that for granted?

"Because it's just an escape."

Luo Zhen's words began to be merciless.

"You say I'm running away?" When sinaton was angry, he said in a loud voice, "you don't know me...!"

Luo Zhen interrupted this sentence before he could finish it.

"Yes, I don't know what happened to you, what is the situation now, how much effort you have made and how much you have paid for it. Why do you say you are escaping?"

Luo Zhen stares at the poem and makes a sound like this.

"But I still know that you can't do anything like that now."

No way.

Poetry is the eyes of the present, and only those who are forced to die will have it.Will show such a look, do not want to know that the other party must have gone the wrong way, or will never walk into a dead end, arrive at a dead end.

In this way, Luo Zhen must tell Shi Nai.

"Even if you become as strong as I am, you can't cross what you want to cross."

Luo Zhen smashed poetry as the only insistence in his heart.

For a long time, Shi Nai has always believed that as long as you defeat countless powerful enemies and control countless powerful guns in this world, you can make your heart become stronger in the real world, and finally overcome the pain of the past.

For this reason, poetry will work hard in this world for half a year.

Now, Luo Zhen has broken this hope.

And, in the most direct way.

"If you don't want to admit it, tell me."

Luo Zhen's voice was clearly introduced into Shi Nai's ears.

"You must have become much stronger in this world than before, but have you crossed over what you want to cross?"

The questioning from the soul makes the eyes of poetry tremble violently.

Isn't that what it is?

From the beginning of this game, poetry has always been stronger, stronger than yesterday, and even more powerful than when we first entered the world. But in the end, do we have the pain of crossing the past?

No!

Even now, Shinai still can't touch the gun, let alone see the gun. Even if someone uses his hand to make a pistol gesture, she will suffer from mental shock, dizziness, vomiting, pain and even fainting, which is almost no improvement. Isn't that proof?

This is exactly the point.

That is, poetry is wrong.

Even if she can touch the gun in this world, even if she can calmly shoot a bullet into the enemy's head and kill the other party, it is only because in this world, everything is virtual and does not cause her inner trauma.

But once it meets the real thing, Shinai's mental illness will still attack.

For example, the atmosphere created by the confrontation between Luo Zhen and the dead gun made Shi Nai almost break out once.

For example, in the warehouse, when the real death approaches, the poem almost loses control.

These are proof.

"Then what should I do... What should I do..."

the poem is like losing strength all over and falling into Luo Zhen's arms.

"If it doesn't work like this... Then i... then I..."

poetry buries his head in Luo Zhen's chest, and tears finally flow down.

Luo Zhen did not disturb Shi Nai. After sighing, she was allowed to go.

A few seconds later, the poem began to cry.

Crying, resounding all over the river bank.

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