cosmetic specialist

Chapter 15

In the Blue Bridge Restaurant in Gremana Village, the owner Eric is very satisfied with the employee introduced by his uncle. Work in the kitchen without touching people or intimidating guests.Living in a small warehouse in the store also saves the manpower and cost of looking after the store.

This employee is me.

An old man found me in the Leonardland River when he was fishing. He used to be a doctor. After he was busy for most of his life, he moved from the noisy city to this deserted area, and lived a leisurely old age that only dealt with nature. .He has a withdrawn temper, but a good heart.If I hadn't met him, I would not have escaped the fate of being seriously injured and dying.

The old man is very wise and has a pair of eyes that see everything.He easily saw my gunshot wound but never turned me in to the police and never asked about my past.

His nephew also has such advantages.Eric is a good boss. Although the salary is not high, he still provided a shelter for me, a person without ID, and applied for a temporary residence permit for me.

When someone asks me about my past, I always answer with amnesia.

My honesty, willingness to work and my lack of words were quickly accepted by the staff in the store. Everyone called me Jack.

Li Ruitong is dead, and the low-quality explosives, the body armor on his body, and the buffer of the Leine River have created the current Jack.The right half of my face in the mirror is like the surface of the moon, and these large and small potholes extend all the way to my waist and abdomen.

I have undergone hundreds of cosmetic surgeries, and I thought I didn't need plastic surgery. Fate punished my pride.

The words Bai Xiaoyu kept in my ears cursed me, my charm?That's the pathetic value in Seth's eyes.Now I am just a migrant worker who relies on physical strength to make ends meet. All the past has been wiped out with that white light, and everything that should be repaid has been repaid.

With a beard and long hair, I don’t need to use my brain, slaving away in food, vegetables, and soapy suds.The most direct benefit of a regular life is to nourish my stomach.

During my three months of convalescence, Forex's situation became the most profitable topic in newspapers and media.The president of the Forex Group was seriously injured by the New World terrorist organization and no longer appeared; the Forex business empire was revealed to have inextricable cooperation with the New World, and soon Forex’s stock fell and almost went bankrupt; the key At this time, some important people who had disappeared reappeared in the world, and some government officials clarified and testified for Forex, which reversed the situation that Forex was almost bankrupt.The New World Terrorist Organization, uncharacteristically, did not respond to the raging targeted comments and speculation.

Bai Xiaoyu still failed, and at the same time regretful, I was actually relieved to know that Seth was not dead.

I control myself not to think about them, not to recall the past, it's just that I can't control my dreams.

Halloween is coming, the shop assistants are very busy, Eric had to take me to the nearby city of Neruto to buy some goods, considering my image, I trimmed it and shaved off my beard , still kept the long hair in front of me to cover my scary face.

The small shops along the street are already filled with all kinds of scary masks and costumes, and the children have a great time choosing them.

"Jack, if you want plastic surgery, I can lend you the money first." Eric said kindly.

"Thank you, I have no plans yet." I declined.

"I really don't know what you think." Eric, who was walking on the left side of Li Ruitong, saw Jack without a beard for the first time, looking at the half face that was intact, fair complexion, delicate texture, straight With a straight nose and beautiful lips, I thought he must be attractive to girls.

"I'm going to that store to buy a mask for the neighbor's boy. Kids like it now. Would you like to go there together?" Eric pointed to a store full of scary masks.

I know he is afraid of embarrassing me, after all, I have a scary face now.

I found a place with few people around the corner, shook my head, answered with a smile, and watched Eric cross the road, the cold wind blowing my long hair in front of my face.

"Look, his mask is so cool! Half angel, half demon, just like the real thing, ask him where he bought it." A group of young boys pointed to me.

I smiled wryly, this is not something that can be bought with money.

"Hi! Hello! Which store did you buy your mask from? Can you tell us?" asked a ten-year-old boy in the lead.

The thick cyan clouds heralded the arrival of snow and wind, and the sky was a bit gloomy.I knelt down and looked at this little boy. His eyes were also blue, like the clear sky in September, sweeping away the depression brought about by the gloomy weather.

"Sorry to disappoint you little one, my face was injured in an accident, this is not a mask."

"Can I touch it?" There was a trace of disbelief and disappointment in the little boy's eyes.

"Okay." Children always want to find out the bottom line.

The child's hand touched my face carefully.

"Jack, do you know them?" Eric was holding a mask, and at some point he was standing next to us.

"Oh no."

I said to the little boys, "Son, I'm leaving, nice to see you."

"Goodbye!" After the little boys bid farewell, they played and ran towards the opposite store.

Eric and I were walking back down the street when a big truck roared around the corner and I turned around to see the blue-eyed little boy in the middle of the road.

Amidst the screams of the children and passers-by, I rolled down the steps of the horror mask store with the child in my arms.

Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the little boy in my arms gasped violently, his blue eyes were full of fear, and tears oozed and flowed down.The child's small body was visibly convulsed and stiff, his chest was heaving vigorously, but the air he exhaled was far more than the air he inhaled when he opened his mouth wide.

He has asthma!

Children with asthma at this age usually carry emergency anti-asthma sprays, and I hurriedly shouted to Eric: "Get me his backpack!"

Eric also saw the urgency of the situation, and hastily handed me the backpack that had been run over by the wheels.

I emptied everything in the bag and found nothing, and looking up, there were some fragments of organic plastic bottles in the middle of the road, and it seemed that the spray was not going to work.

Someone had already called for an ambulance. The little boy's pale face turned purple. The situation of severe hypoxia and suffocation became more urgent. His small body had already started to convulse. I could only take one way.

"Eric, give me the lighter."

Jack's unquestionable tone and commanding aura made Eric feel that Jack in front of him was so attractive.

charm?Eric was quickly taken aback by his own thought. When he came back to his senses, what made him even more horrified was that Jack quickly finished roasting a knife with a lighter, and cut the skin of the little boy's neck with the knife.

God!What is he doing?