Fifty, I Don't Know, Maybe It's Better

At this moment, Wuming's emotions were more obvious than ever before.

I saw that the girl stared at the opposite Fang Li, and for the first time there was real hostility in her eyes.

Fang Li knew exactly where that hostility came from.

If someone makes fun of your family, then you will be like a nameless person, right?

It's just that Wuming didn't know that the so-called elder brother in her mouth was just her own wishful recognition of the existence of her family.

Don't look at Wuming's strength, just think that this girl is really that strong.

In fact, in this era, Wuming is just a victim.

The people of this era have long been robbed of all hope by a monster named Kabane.

People only know how to respond to Kabane with fear, fear and horror, so that people in this world can't see the future, and it can almost be said that they are lingering on.

Just look at the warriors in Xianjin Station.

Even these beings known as samurai are also afraid of Kabane.

It's not just cowardice to describe it.

You know, in such an era of panic everywhere, order among human societies is of little use.

What if there are laws?

As long as there is a trace that may be bitten by Kabane and become a trace of Kabane, then others have reasons to kill you.

Just like Momo and Ikoma, even if you are scratched and tell others that you are harmless, who will really believe it?

No one wants the people around them to suddenly pounce on them and take a bite, sucking all the blood in their bodies, and being taken away from them, right?

So, what's really scary is not Kabane, but the fear in people's hearts.

Anonymity is a victim of human fear.

When he was still a human being, the inn where Wuming lived, like Xianjin Station, was captured by Kabane and then fell.

At that time, Wuming was suspected of being bitten by Kabane and shot by the warriors in the inn, but Wuming survived because of the protection of his mother.

However, the nameless mother died under the muzzle of the samurai's steam gun.

And just when Wuming was almost shot, the person who saved the girl was the so-called elder brother in Wuming's mouth.

A heroic figure with quite a background and a very deep city.

He, rescued the girl from the hands of the thugs.

He deprived the girl of her original name, and then gave the girl a meaningless name——Anonymous.

He, in order to achieve his own goals, gathered people, prepared strength, and even studied the ecology and characteristics of Kabane.

He made Wuming voluntarily undergo surgery and injected Kabane's virus into Wuming's body, making Wuming a Kabaneri.

Anonymous will become Cabaneri, just the result of an experiment.

The so-called elder brother in Wuming's mouth, let Wuming learn fighting skills from a young age, and trains for fighting with Kabane.

It can be said that Wuming is the claws cultivated by his elder brother.

The claws used to tear Kabane and fight Kabane.

Therefore, Wuming was so obsessed with fighting Kabane.

That is the meaning of existence given to namelessness.

For a girl on the verge of desperation, this is simply a life-saver.

Therefore, Wuming looked up to this man and called him the elder brother.

It's just that Wuming didn't know at all.

What kind of person is this so-called elder brother?

"Is the so-called truth often the most cruel?"

Fang Li raised his eyes slightly, looked at Wuming, and suddenly asked such a question.

"how old are you?"

This strange question,

Let Wuming almost didn't react.

Why can such a question be extended from the serious topic just now?

In such a situation, Anonymous responded subconsciously.

"12 years old."

"12 years old?" Fang Li raised his brows and couldn't help but look at Wuming's whole body.

Probably no more than one hundred and sixty centimeters tall.

Body type is also biased towards petite type.

The delicate and pretty face can be seen overflowing with childishness.

However, in terms of stature, Wuming can already be compared with 15- and 16-year-old girls.

Suddenly, Fang Li was completely speechless.

"This figure is only 12 years old? How can the elementary school students on earth feel so bad?"

However, at this age, he would be able to understand Wuming's innocence and self-governing personality in addition to fighting.

Simply put, it's a bear boy.

Of course…

"It's really hard to expect such a bear child to see through the true face of an adult." Fang Li sighed softly and said involuntarily.

"You still don't know anything, and that might be better."

"You..." Wuming was really angry.

Fang Li's words are really too appetizing.

So, Wuming took out a sharp weapon from his arms.

It was a weapon called Kunai.

Wuming, who was holding Kunai, turned around and threw the Kunai in his hand lightly.

"call out----!"

The sharp weapon named Kunai suddenly turned into an arrow. Under the nameless throw, it pierced the air, made a sound of breaking through the air, and shot it towards Fangli.

The speed of the projection is comparable to that of a bullet.

If he didn't get the title, Yi Fangli's neural response would definitely not be able to capture the trajectory of Kunai.

However, at this moment, Fang Li successfully captured the Kunai that came from the burst shot.

However, Fang Li didn't avoid it, and stayed where he was, without even moving.

"Ding----!"

The sharp weapon slashed across Fang Li's face like this, and nailed it heavily to the wall next to Fang Li's head.

Obviously, Fang Li had long seen that the weapon was not really shot at him.

On the opposite side, Wuming maintained the posture of throwing Kunai, staring straight at Fang Li, and after a while, he said this sentence.

"I hate you."

Leaving this sentence, Wuming turned around directly, walked out of the cave, jumped up, jumped onto the top of a tree in the distance, leaped forward like a civet cat, and gradually disappeared from Fang Li's field of vision.

Seeing this, Fang Li smiled helplessly, pulled out Ku Wuji, who was nailed beside his head, and held it in his hand.

Looking at this kunai, who still had a little body temperature from the girl's body, Fang Li muttered to himself.

"Is it too much to say?"

After all, Wuming is just a victim.

A little silly, a little naive, but definitely not a bad guy.

Of course, Wuming is not a bad person, but there are no good people around this girl.

For example, the so-called elder brother.

"Beautiful birds and horses..."

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