Chapter 115 Young People
The young man looked at the two corpses at his feet and couldn't help but sigh.
Many people think that people like him must have some special preference for murder, or at least not disgusted with it, but in fact it is not the case.
Young people don’t like taking other people’s lives, especially when they think about the priest who was thinking about going home at the last moment, he felt even more depressed.
Yes, he didn't think he was the same type of person as the hunter killer Takeda Ono. To be honest, he was also surprised after getting the information about Takeda Ono. He didn't expect that there were really people in this world who could get satisfaction from evil things like killing.
To him, this is just a job.
And you will always encounter some things you don’t like but still have to do, or to be more precise, most people spend their entire lives doing jobs they hate, and young people are one of them.
Before working for the Deluxe Group, young people also dreamed of becoming heroes. Just like most young people in this world, they were motivated to punish evil and promote good, defeat evil villains, and change this bad world. It would be better to be able to hold a beautiful woman... It sounds cool.
It was only after he entered society that he realized that the world was different from what he had always imagined. Politicians with righteous faces talked about how to improve people's livelihood on TV, but turned around and contracted several municipal projects to those big businessmen and companies that were related to them. Celebrities who admired the crowd kept donating money to the poor, but were always unwilling to improve the working environment of their factory workers. Those who owe debts can blatantly squander the money in their hands, while those who collect debts can do nothing... The young man suddenly became confused.
He graduated from the police academy with the best grades and was determined to do something, but he was repeatedly frustrated after entering the police station. The guys around him who collected black money and bullied the weak for the strong were promoted one by one. However, he was excluded by his colleagues and beaten by his superiors because he was too upright. Finally, because he was worried that this unsociable guy would ruin everyone's good things, those people even joined forces to testify and sent him to prison.
That was also the most desperate time of his life.
It was at that time that Mr. L found him and offered him a job and a choice, whether to continue to be his heroic dream, rot in this cage, become a pathetic loser, or work for the Deluxe Group, and become a glorious worker like those who were once despised by him.
Young people found that this choice didn't seem as difficult as they thought.
The next morning, Mr. L personally drove him out of prison. After walking out of the cell, the young man squinted his eyes, looked at the long-lost sun on his head, and then pointed to the warden who was standing aside with his belly and kept laughing aggrieved, "Can I beat him up?"
The warden's smile suddenly froze when he heard this.
Mr. L also stopped and looked at the young man with interest, "Yes, but why don't you beat the two guards who bullied you before and the prison bully?"
"Because I know that those guys come to me for trouble are just his instructions." The young man narrowed his eyes, "and I heard that he and our police chief are members of the same golf club."
"I just helped my friend a little favor, because my bastard son had caused trouble before and he helped me settle it." The warden said with a sad face.
"I know, human relationships, and even if this kind of thing is exposed, I can't find anything when I go to investigate. The two guards just used the strictest rules to take care of me and did not take action. They just hinted that the prison bully was in the jail. The prison bully found his younger brother to repair me. He took a step back and said that even if he really found something, he would be able to sacrifice those two guards, and he would not be able to involve you. But unfortunately, I am not the person sent by the above to investigate this matter."
The young man smiled, raised his fists, and broke the bridge of the warden's nose without hesitation. The latter let out a scream like a pig, and sat on the ground with his nose that was smashed outside. The nosebleed came out from his fingers like no money.
The young man's fist did not stop. He grabbed the warden's collar and punched him down, until the warden was beaten to death and fainted. The young man looked up and looked at Mr. L who had been silent during this period.
Mr. L smiled, "What, are you tired? Why don't you take a break and continue?"
"No need." The young man rubbed the blood on his fist on the warden's belly, "I've already hit enough."
"Then will I be asked to call your police chief here?" Mr. L said as he took out his personal terminal.
"Just go here." The young man suddenly became a little lacking in interest. "That guy is just an ordinary person who conforms to the world, just like this poor man."
"You can realize this and it seems that you have grown a lot. Come on, I am very optimistic about your talent and qualifications. You will become the best cleaner in the group's history." Mr. L put away the personal terminal he had just taken out and continued to walk towards the parking lot, while the young man followed him, as if he was his shadow.
"Give yourself a code name, you can do anything, because from now on you will say goodbye to your name, just like me, everyone calls me Mr. L."
"Young man." The young man thought for a while.
"What?"
"Just call me young people, because from this moment on, I am no different from other young people in this world."
Mr. L opened the car door for young people, and smiled when he heard this, "There is nothing wrong with adapting to the world. Survival of the fittest is the ultimate rule of biological evolution. Our ancestors survive because they understand the most basic principle of seeking benefits and avoiding harm. On the contrary, those who cannot see the situation clearly and do not know how to distinguish the pros and cons will eventually be ruthlessly crushed by the wheel of the times. You are lucky. Although you suffer a little, you can help you understand this principle as soon as possible. It is not considered in vain for so many days. Oh, right, and,"
Mr. L paused, "If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me directly. Don't try this kind of trick of testing anymore. And the test won't test the end. Do you want to know how much energy I have to beat the warden to death just now, why should he keep him in one breath?"
The young man scratched his head embarrassedly, "I saved his life, actually I want to see if you will kill him."
Mr. L was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed again, "You guy... have a really good brain, very good. When I retire, I may have to sit in my position. Don't worry, I won't kill him because he has neither the ability nor the courage to retaliate against me. After the injury heals, he will definitely come to me to show his loyalty as soon as possible. Once you decide to adapt to the world, you will become more and more accustomed to this kind of thing."
"So will I become such an ugly look in the future?"
“Everything has its own price, and so does growth.”
Chapter completed!