Chapter 402 I Lied to You

"Wow, wow, it's interesting, but it's a scary expression." Vector put away his phone and looked at Nobuna with an appreciative expression, as if Nobuna in front of him was a masterpiece that he had carefully drawn for several months and was finally satisfied with. "Why, do you want revenge?"

"Why?" Nobuna lifted up his father's body and said painfully: "What's the benefit of playing with people's hearts?! You could have killed me at the beginning!"

"Look at what you said, why should I kill you? I'm not a murderer."

Vector smiled and said his words against his will frankly. Then, the magic thread in the hand of "No. 43 Soul Puppet Ghost Soul Puppet Master" behind him twisted, and Shimada Shinji's body moved again as if alive. The body performed a samurai salute to Nobuna - just like when his father taught Nobuna in the past, standard and powerful.

Seeing this salute, and thinking of his father's voice and smile in the past, Nobuna closed his eyes painfully.

At this moment, Nobuna's feet, legs, waist and abdomen... all the muscles in her body began to twitch - her body was already seriously exhausted, and she was suddenly tense by Vector's provocation just now. Now the boundless grief surged from the depths of her heart, which completely disrupted her breathing and made her lose all her strength in an instant. She only felt that her body no longer belonged to her.

It is not as simple as it seems to confront "Shangqian Lord" head-on. Only Shimada Nobuna herself knows how much pressure and fear she has just carried, and how tense her nerves are to "negotiate" with a monster of that level, and Vector obviously took advantage of this.

He does not need to kill Nobuna, he just needs to let Nobuna "execute herself".

Shimada Nobuna, who was able to threaten Shangqian Lord head-on just now, now fell into Zeke's arms like a fragile baby.

Zeke helped up the grief-stricken Nobuna, and he roared with his eyes wide open: "You bastard, how could you do such a thing!"

"Oh my, you still have the right to blame me?"

Facing Zeke's roar, Vector squinted his eyes and licked his lips. He said as if he had heard the biggest joke of the century: "Didn't you play with people's hearts like this before? I only played with her, and the number you played with... Hahaha, I'm afraid you can't remember it clearly, right?"

"I... I fled there seven years ago. I feel sorry for many people, but I... I am making up for it..."

Zeke swallowed back the words he was going to roar out. Vector's words were like a piece of iron stuffed into his mouth, which made him lose his momentum instantly.

Vector is a member of the mysterious organization above the "Light Society". Judging from his status as a "God's Messenger" called by the members of the "Light Society", he certainly knows what Zeke, a former member of the organization, does.

To put it nicely, he trained trustworthy maids for the top leaders of the organization, and to put it bluntly, he was a high-level pimp... and judging from the succession rate of the top maids of the "Light Society", this "consumption" is not low.

"Make up? Do you mean that in the past few years, you have used your own financial resources and influence to save as many girls as possible who might be offered as "tributes" to the top leaders of the Light Society?" Vector shook his head and said, "Hehe, you can count how many you have saved, but how many you have harmed... do you remember?"

People don't remember how many pieces of bread they have eaten, so Zeke won't remember how many young girls he has pushed into the fire pit; but one thing is certain, so far, he has not saved as many as he harmed under the orders of the top leaders in those years.

Seeing that Zeke was silent, Vector continued, "Not only you, but also the one in your arms, and her father - said that I played with her feelings, but you know that her family is a bank that 'borrows umbrellas in sunny days and returns umbrellas in rainy days', aren't there many people who have been played with by her family?"

"I... my father said..." Nobuna struggled to get up and refute, but the severe pain all over her body forced her to lie down again.

"Yes, he does support those who resist our entry into the Earth."

Nobuna was stunned when she didn't expect Vector to finish her words. Then Vector continued: "But his support is too weak, and it is dispensable compared to 'Taiichi' who is controlled by 'that adult'. If you have this energy, why don't you help more ordinary people who are already suffering?"

"How many poor ordinary people are struggling under your contract? The 'ambitious' Shimada Shinji can't hear their cries; of course you can't hear them either."

"You... wuah!"

Vector's language is not profound, but he obviously made precise calculations. These words are just right for Nobuna now.

The physical pain deprived Nobuna of the right to think. She could only constantly receive the ideas poured in by Vector like a cup, letting these words sharper than a knife cut the flag that she insisted on in her heart into pieces.

"So, to sum up, you have no right to blame me. What happened to you today can be said to be..." Vector looked at Nobuna and Zeke, whose expressions were already despairing, and said, "You brought it upon yourself. This is retribution." Vector stood in front of Nobuna with empty hands and said, "You still have bullets in your gun. Look, I have no defense now. Do you want to shoot these bullets into my body to kill me, or keep them for yourself and end this miserable life? It's your choice~"

Vekta looked at the revolver in Nobuna's hand confidently, as if he had won over Nobuna.

In fact, Shimada Nobuna, who was tortured by both physical and mental pain, had indeed reached her limit.

[With just one shot, there will be no more pain, right? ] Nobuna looked at the black muzzle of the gun, and at this moment, she felt extremely warm.

But at this moment, Nobuna glanced at the confident Vector again, and an instinct made her suddenly raise the gun: "I choose both - maybe we are to blame, but you, don't think it's easy!"

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and a "big hole" was opened in Vector's chest. He looked at Nobuna in front of him with an "incredible" face, and then "fell" down.

"Haha..."

Then, in Zeke's blank eyes, Nobuna, with a crazy expression, pointed the muzzle of the gun at his temple and pulled the trigger.

"Click" This bullet was empty - this was the last empty magazine in this gun.

"Wait a little longer?"

Nobuna tried to pull the trigger, but her hand was held tightly by another little hand, preventing her from doing so.

"Sister, you in my memory would not be as depressed as you are now."

A familiar yet strange voice sounded in her ears. Shimada Nobuna, who had closed her eyes in despair, felt as if a beam of warm and familiar sunlight pierced into her gloomy world the moment she heard this voice.

After Okio disarmed Nobuna's weapon, he said to Vector who was lying on the side: "And the one over there, you are not professional at all for pretending to be dead."

"Wow... there are uninvited guests." Vector, who had a big hole in his chest, sat up as if nothing had happened - the hole in his chest seemed to have never existed, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I lied to you that a gun can kill me~"