Flowers in full bloom [Through the book, I became the favorite of the dark group]

Chapter 535 Personality Profile 5: Wei An: The Destroyer; The Disguised Doctor

Tu Tu scratched his cheek and said, "When Wei An knew that I could come, he was so angry that he was chopping trees."

"Cut down trees?" The doctor caught a new word.

Tu Tu nodded: "It is a physical representation of our will. Wei An wants to devour the madman and Chang Le. The madman is about to have a seizure because of him."

The doctor laughed and said, "If he's willing, I wouldn't mind having one more person to chat with."

Tu Tu was overjoyed: "That's great, I'll go find him."

The doctor looked at the closed door for a moment, then smiled softly, covering his lips: "What a lovely child."

The doctor took off his glasses.

As the glasses left, the neat black short hair turned into long, silky white hair that fell down. The eyes under the lenses were like flowing gold. The face that was ordinary in the crowd suddenly became exquisite and beautiful, and it was hard to tell whether it was male or female.

The doctor turned a new page: "Well, it looks like the next one is a naughty child."

The voice just fell,

"boom!"

"Bam—"

The door was kicked open, hit the wall, and bounced back and closed again. In the gap between opening and closing, the people outside broke in.

The doctor didn't know when he put on his glasses again and pretended to be a normal person.

The figure rushed forward like a whirlwind, supported the table with one hand, spun up, and kicked with a whistling wind straight towards the doctor's head.

"Snapped!"

Three slender fingers firmly grasped the flying ankle.

The doctor pulled him easily and he met a pair of blood-red murderous eyes. His bright golden medium-length hair was disheveled, and his plain gauze robe fell on the table, with scary blood-red eyes and a hoopoe bird graffitied on it.

As the doctor looked at him, he let out a low growl like that of a wild beast. Then, with his other hand, he pulled out a dagger from the strap of the leg that was supporting the table and cut the doctor's throat.

The doctor leaned back slightly to avoid the dagger, reached out to grab his wrist, and stood up.

Grabbing the wrist with the left hand and the ankle with the right hand, both hands shook.

Just like shaking a sheet before folding it, she threw him away like a pancake, and with a "bang" he fell to the ground on the table.

Without waiting for him to struggle, the doctor reached out and pressed his cervical vertebrae: "Hmm?"

He was silent for a moment, then simply lay down and laughed like a pervert: "Come on, kill me, kill me, kill me, hehehe..."

The doctor reached out and pulled out a white thread, tied his hands and feet in a few seconds, and then put him on the sofa.

The doctor picked up the empty cup that had tilted over, sat back down, and picked up the pen: "Okay, now, little lion, our conversation officially begins."

"I have my own name! If you keep shouting that out, I'll kill you!" He struggled, but stopped when he found that his wrists were bleeding and he couldn't get free.

The doctor said "Oh" and then asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"It's a low-level way to provoke someone! But I'm willing to tell you."

His blood-red eyes were used to looking at people from a downward angle, making him look eerie, and his voice was hoarse.

Even with his hands and feet tied, he still didn't behave himself, so he simply turned around, put his legs on the armrests, leaned his back against the other armrest, and nestled himself in the sofa. After adjusting his posture, he looked at the doctor with squinted eyes and spoke:

"My name is Wei'an, I'm 27 years old, male, and human."

"I am the 'Destroyer', 'Killer', 'Exporter'. You can also call me 'Revenge', 'Wrath', 'Kill'. It's up to you. Anyway, no one will be left in this world in the end!"

The doctor calmly wrote it all down and continued, "Please elaborate on your responsibilities."

Wei An had a look of disgust on his face, but suddenly he put on a wide smile: "My duty is the greatest thing in the world - killing!"

"When this body encounters a destructive threat, or when it needs to release the negative emotions in its heart, I, Wei'an, the embodiment of anger and revenge, will appear and perform the killing perfectly!"

Wei An was intoxicated with himself, but suddenly his face turned disgusted:

"What a pity! Others don't understand my art at all! Especially Ye Buqi! She actually sees me as a huge threat. She keeps suppressing me and doesn't let me vent my nature. Sooner or later, I will kill her! Sooner or later, Chang Le will also know how intoxicating this is!"

The doctor still ignored his redundant words and continued to ask: "Tell me about your appearance and experience."

Wei An curled the corners of his lips, closed his eyes lazily and refused to answer.

The doctor pushed up his glasses and suddenly said, "Do you know how to make Chang Le recognize and accept your art?"

Wei An suddenly opened his eyes and turned over and sat up: "You know?"

The doctor chuckled and placed three paintings on the table: "Drawing, leaving messages, psychological suggestion... It's amazing that you can think of so many methods. The methods are good, but unfortunately..."

Wei An asked anxiously: "What's the pity?"

The doctor did not answer, but asked: "If Chang Le also indulged in killing, what would you do?"

“Huh?” Wei An sneered and said as a matter of course, “Of course I have to make her agree to merge with me, and then eliminate other things that are in the way, and happily carry out the killing to the end, and completely destroy this disgusting world!!”

The doctor wrote something: "Well, it seems that you carry memories of hatred and anger."

"I've already told you! I'm 'Vengeance' and 'Wrath'!"

The doctor nodded: "Well, I think Chang Le's first time to be completely angry was when you were born, that is - when Chang Le was ten years old and Shen Fuguang was seriously injured in the old ruins in the northern border."

Wei An's face suddenly turned cold, the murderous intent and anger in his eyes almost flowed out, and his whole body was shaking with anger: "You! You're trying to trick me!"

"This reaction seems to be from that time." The doctor wrote it down.

Seeing the doctor write it down, Wei An suddenly turned from angry to smiling with narrowed eyes: "That's right, I was born that time!

Constant anger and hatred are the most nourishing nutrients in the world!

I saw that the bottomless old ruins were a paradise of killing, and Shen Fuguang’s dying appearance was the best catalyst!

I heard it! I heard it clearly! Chang Le said that the way of heaven is unfair! That the world is declining! That people’s hearts are no longer the same as before! That she hated this world! That it would be better if the whole world was destroyed without Shen Fuguang!

I heard it! I helped her!

I helped her fight her way out of the northern border, I helped her kill the spies of the God-making Sect, I helped her instigate war in the Sunny Kingdom, and I helped her kill Lu Sheng who dared to disguise himself as Shen Fuguang!

I will also help her kill everyone in the Hua family, kill the hypocritical people who are high and mighty in the region, kill all the ferocious beasts in the north, and kill the hated era and civilization!

Kill! Kill everything in the world, hahahahaha…

The end of everything is destruction! Then I will do it!"

“Le Le! Le Le…” Wei An looked at his palm, which seemed to be holding something, with extreme tenderness, “Pick up the knife!”

Wei An let out a long sigh, seemed to calm down, and looked at the doctor dimly: "I am the most paranoid, but also the most truthful. Aren't you moved by my honesty?"

The doctor curled his lips and said, "Yes, you are great." He just confessed everything without me having to think too much.

Wei An was annoyed by the perfunctory tone and kicked his feet hard on the table: "Damn it! Let me go!"

The doctor put one hand in front of him to block the table that he had kicked and was about to hit him. The doctor put down his pen and waved his hand calmly and without anger, and the white rope that bound him disappeared.

"You can go now, thank you for your honesty."

Wei An slammed the door and left.

After he left, the doctor frowned, "Tsk, do I need to learn how to train a dog? Or... kill him?"

"...Forget it." The doctor finally calmly turned to a new page.