What puzzled Hao Min was not Xu Feng’s abnormality, but his performance, which was too normal!

If it is a professional soldier or killer who has been professionally trained and has killed several times and has not left a psychological shadow for the time being, it may be quite normal, but Xu Feng is just an ordinary person after all. Or in Hao Min's eyes, he is an ordinary person. After an ordinary person kills several times, his words, thinking and behavior are the same as usual, then there are indeed some problems.

Hao Min frowned and asked, "Can you tell me what you thought when you killed those people with glass pieces?"

As soon as he said this, Xu Feng frowned. He remembered the words of the reporters who saw on TV news countless times asking some heroes who were brave and brave: What did you think of when you were saving people? It seemed that these heroes would not say that they thought of saving people without saying that, kindness over cowards, and as a good young man in the new century, I would be sorry for this action.

In fact, when it comes to that time, how could people who do things think so much? Almost that is a subconscious behavior! How can there be time to think about the various problems in your mind?

Xu Feng also frowned and said, "I was just thinking about how to rescue people in the shortest time and most effective way. At that time, there was no other way except to kill those two people." Xu Feng didn't say anything. If he didn't kill people, Wen Li's innocence would probably be difficult to protect!

Hao Min was also a little suspicious by Xu Feng's "normality", otherwise she would not ask such an irrelevant question. The most important thing for a psychologist is to guide the patient to express his thoughts themselves. Such thoughts are the most real, and the most taboo thing is to ask directly what you think, why you do this. As soon as Hao Min asked, he immediately realized that he was a little impatient and hurriedly remedy: "Actually, I don't mean that, you know, in the eyes of ordinary people, kidnappers with guns are very cruel people after all. Most people will be afraid. You are so brave! Of course, I think it is more likely that your feelings for your girlfriend will defeat the fear in your heart, and that you will have the courage that day."

Hao Min lowered her posture and put herself in an equal communication position, dispelling the disgust that Xu Feng had just developed. He said calmly: "I didn't think I was afraid at that time. In fact, I didn't think that those people were so powerful. As long as I had the chance, I felt that I would definitely succeed. It's just that the opportunity came earlier and more timely."

Xu Feng was telling the truth. Since he took a taxi to pursue the kidnappers, Xu Feng was not afraid of the kidnappers at all. He was just worried that the kidnappers would be desperate or hurt Tang Xiaowu and Wenli.

At this moment, when Xu Feng was talking about this, he suddenly recalled this problem and found that the greater possibility was the inheritance and memory left to him by Xu Xingzhi, which made him not unfamiliar or afraid of such things. After all, he had seen similar or more harsh and bloody scenes in the hundreds of years of experience in that continent. What's more, this small scene?

With those inherited memories, Xu Feng felt that these kidnappers were really amateur. In an era of rampant cold weapons, the quality requirements for killers and kidnappers were too high, and it was almost impossible for a rookie like Xu Feng to break in and rescue people alone, except for very awesome masters.

However, Xu Xingzhi was just a doctor after all. Even though he had Qigong foundation and various elixirs, he was actually a rookie compared to the masters of that era.

So, Xu Feng is not afraid. It’s not that he is too powerful. It’s because his opponent is too mentally retarded.

As Hao Min said, Xu Feng really has no psychological burden at all. Without Xu Xingzhi's memory inheritance, even if Xu Feng rescued the person by chance, the stress reaction after the murder would make him uncomfortable for a week. But at the moment, the matter is as simple as the usual treatment of patients, and there is no difference.

Hao Min left with a question. The more she talked with Xu Feng, the more she felt the more mysteries in the big boy in front of her. Although Hao Min was a psychological counselor and she was very restrained in curiosity, what happened to Xu Feng was like a ball of beating flames, and she was like a moth in the darkness of the night, and its temptation was enough to make her plunge head on regardless.

She has been a psychological counselor for three years. In the big city of the provincial capital, she claimed that she had seen almost all the common psychological problems in the world, but today she encountered an exception.

When she left, Hao Min asked Xu Feng for her phone number and said it was convenient to contact her in the future. If there were any problems with Xu Feng or Wen Li in the future, she could find her.

Xu Feng exchanged phone numbers with her readily. In Xu Feng's opinion, it might be possible that Wen Li might have a problem after a while. Moreover, facing Hao Min's pure gaze like a mountain spring, Xu Feng felt that a girl with such a gaze should not be malicious.

After seeing Hao Min off, Xu Feng suddenly felt hungry.

After waking up, I didn't get into my stomach except for eating an apple. Although I didn't feel any pain when I woke up, I spread a lot of energy to Wenli when I was repairing my body. At this moment, I really felt hungry.

But soon, a unique aroma of millet porridge came from outside. Xu Feng smiled. It seemed that there was no need to find fruit to fill it.

…………

At the entrance of an alley in Ping'an City, a tall foreigner wearing a mask hurried forward with a bag. The zipper of the bag seemed to be not pulled well, and a stack of paper things appeared to be exposed. Suddenly, he seemed to be mixed by something, his body tilted, and a stack of things fell out of his bag. The foreigner seemed to feel nothing and continued to strode forward.

An old man walking not far behind him saw this scene and hurriedly shouted: "That comrade! You lost something!"

Not only did the foreigner not stop, but when he heard the sound, he walked faster and faster, and soon disappeared around the corner of the street.

The old man walked over and picked up the thing and saw it. He smiled and turned out to be a stack of hundred-dollar bills!

But there seemed to be something on the banknote, it was tidey and it felt very uncomfortable to touch it.

The old man frowned. The pile of money was at least a few thousand. Even a foreigner would feel heartbroken if he lost it. Forget it, wait for him for a while. Anyway, his home is not far from here. If he really can't wait, he will leave it to the police station.

The old man did not wait, but took out a coated paper leaflet from the trash can next to him. The money was tide, it was uncomfortable and conspicuous in his hand, and it was more comfortable to pack it.

Not far away, the foreigner wearing a mask leaned out his head carefully. Seeing the old man holding the pack of money in his hand and looking around to see if anyone came to claim it, he felt a little guilty, but immediately dissipated.

Old man, bless you to heaven in a few days!

Until the evening, no one came to claim the money. The old man took the money back, but did not open it, but locked it in a small box. There was no one else at home, but he had to guard against thieves and handed it over to the police station tomorrow, which made him feel a lot of thoughts.

However, the next morning, the old man felt uncomfortable.

Dizzy, hot forehead, uncomfortable throat, and always want to cough.

The old man had no intention of going to the hospital, but he had to delay the money to the police station.

I barely poured a cup of hot water, took out the cold medicine from the small medicine box next to the bedside, counted three tablets and took it, and took another tablet of the Rejuvenation Dan that I took every day. The old man had a retirement salary, and there were a lot of them. I heard that this medicine was good, so I bought some. I took it often, and the effect was really good. I have never been sick. This time I am an exception!

After barely making some porridge and drinking it, the old man lay down again and fell asleep. It was already dark.

The fever seemed to have subsided.

The old man didn't know that in the second-story building not far outside his house, a pair of eyes were staring at his every move through a telescope. At this moment, the look emanating from these eyes was so confused.

How is that possible?

………

Peter was holding a small Japanese woman in his hand in a villa in Tokyo, Japan, but he was wondering in his heart.

The No. 6 virus should have exploded long ago.

In order to avoid something, Peter immediately handed it to a confidant after getting a sample of virus No. 6 from Schneiter and asked him to go to the Central Plains Province where Xu Feng was originally located to release the virus.

Originally, the confidant was planning to put the virus in the provincial capital, but because of this kidnapping incident, the various investigations in the provincial capital were much tighter. The virus was sealed, and any kind of inspection could make it leak. Although it could achieve the goal, it was just there. This was the scene of Ping'an City.

However, a few days later, there was no report of the major epidemic in China, and no confidant's phone call came, which made Peter a little nervous. Even Peter could not be interested in even the Japanese woman, who claimed to be the most gentle in the world, was in her arms!

Finally, the phone rang. Peter couldn't wait to pick up the phone, and it was indeed the sound he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Sorry, boss, failed!"

"What? How is it possible?" Peter originally imagined that virus No. 6 might cause his confidant to be infected with it, and the news might not be sent out. As for the official reports of China, they always concealed the matter at the beginning, and they would only lift the lid if they couldn't hide it later. This was what Peter did in 2003, so Peter was not surprised.

But, I thought of everything, but I didn’t expect that it would fail?

"What's going on?" Peter felt a little confused. Although virus No. 6 is not a fierce infectious disease like the small plague, it is a medieval virus extracted from an ancient tomb in the Middle Ages by the Genesis Group. With current medical methods, there is no effective anti-countering effect at all. Moreover, the immune system of modern people has been almost destroyed by various antibiotics. How can it resist ancient viruses?

What's going on?

ps: I recommend a few books, Pingshan Sanren's "The Left Prince" is much better than me, but this god wants me to push it, and I didn't say this. There are also Lang Xiangru's (Glorious Assassin) and Mo Youxian's "The Art of the Yuan Shi Cang". The books are all good. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.m
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