Retracting his fist, He Mu glanced at the red mark on his fist, and felt a little enlightened in his heart.

Fighting experience is something that can only be obtained by continuous combat, and there is no shortcut.

Because combat experience not only includes the techniques and strategies during combat, but also includes the understanding of one's own strength.

For example, even if he is fifty-year-old and someone else is slashing him with a kitchen knife, he will still dodge subconsciously.

Because in his subconscious mind, he was afraid of the kitchen knife. Even if he could easily break the kitchen knife, he could not escape the psychological shadow.

Continuous fighting can gradually eliminate this subconsciousness and discover your true limits.

For example, the punch just now.

With a few more punches, he might dare to use his fists to fight against some things head-on.

This is the combat experience.

...

The three brothers and sisters in the Wei family were chatting, but He Mu didn't listen. After he finished summing up in his heart, three special operations team members rushed over not far away.

"Where is the dead?"

"Inside." Wei Lan pointed to the second floor of a building next to her and said sadly.

After hearing this, the three special operations team members immediately carried the stretcher into the building, while He Mu and the three brothers of the Wei family followed behind.

When He Mu walked to the door of the house, two special operations team members had already walked out on stretchers.

There was a corpse on the stretcher covered with white cloth, and the white cloth dyed red.

Seeing this scene, He Mu's heart suddenly became heavier.

When I walked into the house, in addition to a large pool of blood at the door, there were also strands of blood that formed a route and stretched towards the bedroom.

Walking inside along the bloodstains, He Mu came to the bedroom.

The security room of this family is in the bedroom. Looking at the bloodstains, someone was obviously injured and struggled to enter the security room.

This made He Mu feel moved and blurted out: "Is the people inside still saved?"

The sigh of the remaining Special Operations Team member was heard in the safety room.

"Oh, you can see it yourself."

He Mu was slightly stunned and then walked into the safe room.

The members of the special operations team inside raised the lights, and the originally dark security room became very bright.

Seeing the scene inside, He Mu's pupils continued to shrink, and his breathing became rapid unconsciously.

There was a young woman leaning against the edge of the security room, with a big hole in her belly, and blood was everywhere. In her arms, there was a swaddle cloth stained with blood. There was a baby sleeping soundly in the swaddle cloth.

"she……"

He Mu pointed at the woman and subconsciously wanted to ask if there was any help.

At this time, Wei Lan's voice came from behind.

"When I came, she had already died of excessive blood loss."

...

Hearing this, He Mu let out a deep breath and looked at the baby with sympathy.

It didn't know at this time that it had become an orphan.

"Take the child out, she hugged her very tightly."

The special operations team member whispered.

"Um."

He Mu responded and stepped forward to help.

Just as he was about to push the woman's arm away, the cell phone in the woman's hand caught his attention.

Because the screen of the phone is still on...

He Mu used a little force and the phone came into his hand.

At this time, the phone opened on the memo page, and there were a few slightly confused words on it.

"The baby is a little lacking in vitamin D, and the doctor said he should be more sun-dried.

...

He only likes to drink that brand of milk powder, the kind at home.

...

The baby is somewhat allergic to rubber.

…”

After that, the sentences became more and more chaotic, and He Mu could imagine that when he took out his mobile phone and typed these words, the woman was already extremely weak and her consciousness was very blurred.

But at the end, she still clearly said something.

...

"I don't want the house anymore. The passbook is in the bedside table. The baby has no other relatives. I'll find a good family for him. Thank you very much."

...

Seeing this, He Mu only felt his heart being hammered heavily, and something seemed to be blocking in his throat. He couldn't vomit without feeling happy.

At this moment, he knew what every emergency mission meant.

It was not what he thought at the beginning, it meant punishing and killing monsters, money, city contribution value and psychological satisfaction.

What every emergency mission really means is likely to be a human tragedy.

He witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes and found that the sadness brought to him by seeing the miserable experiences of his kind is something that cannot be erased by the benefits of the task.

At this moment, he didn't want to hear the prompts of the emergency mission again.

"call……"

He exhaled again and He Mu cut out the memo interface.

The mobile wallpaper is a photo of a family of three. The man is in his twenties and smiles very honestly. The woman also has a bright smile. Among them, the baby who is sleeping soundly in the cradle is held up and pouts with his little mouth, with his face full of reluctance.

He Mu didn't dare to look at this wallpaper again, so he quickly clicked on the call history.

The call record shows that the alarm call was called twenty minutes ago, which means that it only took more than twenty minutes to pass after the raid of the sickle and weasel.

In just over twenty minutes, the fate of a family has completely changed.

Ordinary people are so fragile.

“Is there any important information on your phone?”

Wei Lan asked beside him.

"You can read it yourself, the memo contains the last words of this woman."

He Mu's voice was hoarse and he put his hand in Wei Lan's hand.

Wei Lan watched for a while, and not long after, a video sounded on her phone.

Obviously, Wei Lan opened some things that shouldn't be opened, such as... photo albums.

"Look! This is my four-legged gold-swallowing beast! It's been two months today!"

"Baby tells mother whether she loves her father a little more, or..."

...

As if I heard the mother's voice, the baby in the cradle woke up and stretched out his hand to the woman who had lost her vitality above, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and made a "giggle" laugh.

“No need to do this.”

He Mu couldn't watch it anymore, so he took the phone from Wei Lan and turned off the video inside.

The members of the special operations team next to him took the baby from the woman's arms.

Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow...

In an instant, the cry was loud.

Wei Lan looked at the crying baby and said with difficulty:

"I... I should have come here earlier. If I had been earlier, she might not have died... Now this child is like me, he is an orphan."

After saying this, she turned around and walked out.

A moment later, Wei Lan cried loudly outside, which was particularly clear in this quiet night.

He Mu sighed in his heart.

This world has forced some people to be cold outside and hot inside.

For example, Wei Lan.

Those swear words, careless actions, and tattoos on the neck are just protective colors disguised because of lack of security.

Uncle Li said that the three siblings are reliable, so he believed it.

It is precisely because of this that he has never been angry about some of Wei Lan's words and actions.

...

After a while, the crying gradually stopped and the stretcher was carried up again.

Seeing that the special operations team member was about to take the child away, He Mu asked softly: "Brother, how do you plan to arrange this child?"

"Send it to the orphanage. If someone adopts it, he will have a new home."

"What if there isn't?"

"The state will raise him to be a human."
Chapter completed!