At three o'clock in the morning, eight people staggered out of the barbecue restaurant, standing in front of the store and chattering about the next arrangement.

Tonight drank a lot, eight people drank a total of fifteen bottles of two pots and two cases of beer, people say that wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, this is a certain truth, but people are flesh and blood after all, on average, everyone has poured almost two catties of liquor in their stomachs, and everyone is still drunk after all.

The final decision of the eight people is not to sleep tonight, go back to the hotel and have a good chat for one night, although the eight people have been together for a long time, but they don't know anything about each other except each other's names, just take this opportunity to get to know each other, another reason is that everyone knows that there will be a dangerous mission from tomorrow, and the danger of this mission is far from any previous mission comparable, it can be said that it is nine deaths, I don't know if there will be this opportunity to get together again in the future.

The idea was made, eight people hooked shoulders and sang songs along the road to the hotel, singing "blood-stained demeanor", with the song Mingzhi, even if he died, there were five regrets, and the pedestrians and vehicles along the way were afraid to avoid it, in their eyes, these eight people were drunkards, but they never thought that these eight people were heroes of China.

Back at the hotel, eight people sat in a circle, each with a steaming cup of hot tea and a pack of cigarettes in front of them, and the prelude to talking about life began.

Zeng Yi took out a cigarette and lit one, glanced at everyone and asked, "Who starts first!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and then laughed for a while, and finally turned their eyes on Zeng Yi, Zhao Yuanlong smiled: "Zeng Yi, you are the leader, it is better to start with you, come, let's all chirp." After saying that, he took the lead and applauded a few times, and everyone was naturally not to be left behind and applauded one after another.

Zeng Yi smiled and nodded Zhao Yuanlong with his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll talk about it first." After taking a deep breath of cigarette, he twisted his brows a few times and said slowly: "My parents died early when I was young, so I was forced to become a beggar, living on other people's alms every day, until I met my grandfather when I was thirteen years old, when I was looking at the green watermelon opposite under an eaves, and this watermelon seller is one of my two wives, that is, Zhiqing!!!!"

"!!!!!, if I die unfortunately this time in Fusang, I think the ones I am most sorry for are Zhiqing and Ding Qian, okay, that's all for my story. Zeng Yi slowly finished his story, got up and walked to the window with his back to everyone, and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes when people were not paying attention.

The other seven people saw his action, but they didn't want to break it, everyone's mood was very heavy, it was dangerous to go to Fusang, and if they didn't get it right, they would have to say goodbye to their relatives, and there would always be some sadness and regret.

Later, Zeng Yi returned to his position and sat down, smiled at everyone and said, "Who should be next!"

"Me. Zhao Yuanlong volunteered to become the second, touched his face and said: "I have six brothers and sisters, when I was young, my family was poor, and my parents sent me to Shaolin Temple, but their idea was not to let me learn martial arts, but to let me have something to eat in Shaolin Temple, so that I would not starve to death!!!!!,!"

Zhao Yuanlong said slowly, there were faint tears flashing in his eyes, maybe this is a story to others, but for Zhao Yuanlong himself, this is an accident.

"What I am most reluctant to do is my daughter, she is very filial and sensible, today she is nineteen years old, she is going to college, she cried so much when she sent me, this stupid girl. Zhao Yuanlong laughed twice as he spoke, using this to hide his sadness, but how could he hide it from everyone.

Wen Xiaoyong sighed lightly, frowned and said: "Compared to you, I am happy, when I was in high school, I had a fight with a gangster and injured the other party, my parents were afraid that he would bring people to trouble me, so they sent me into the army, and after a few years of being an armed policeman, I retired from the army and returned to my hometown, and then I was inexplicably recruited into the dragon group, sometimes I even wonder if I am dreaming!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but anyone who can enter the dragon group is a person with real talent and hard work, there is no back door to go, and the old team leader Sun can take a fancy to Yang Xiao must be because of his strengths, and in the long-term contact, everyone can also find that Yang Xiao is definitely not the kind of person who is indiscriminate.

After that, everyone told their own stories, but basically they were all the same, when they were young, they went through some hardships, and they persevered with a tenacious willpower, and finally became an agent of the country by the dragon group, maybe as a saying goes, the plum blossom fragrance comes from the bitter cold, and how can you achieve a shocking career without experiencing the baptism of wind and rain.

But there are exceptions, and this exception refers to Han Qing, when Han Qing told his story, everyone opened their mouths in surprise, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Han Qing's parents are the boss of a well-known group in Huaxia, he is the single son of the family, he has been pampered since he was a child, he loves to make trouble everywhere if he doesn't like to study, his father saw that he was stubborn and sent him to Wudang Mountain, and was later accepted as a closed disciple by a hidden master, not only taught him martial arts but also taught him the truth of being a man.

After listening to Han Qing's story, everyone understood, no wonder this kid always looks like a hanger, and he usually looks like a boy with a little white face, but he turns out to be a wealthy son.

Everyone's story was finished, but everyone did not come out of the story, or pondered, or sighed, and the scene of their relatives seeing them off came to their minds, and they suddenly felt a little sour, and a thick sadness lingered in the room.

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky suddenly snowed like goose feathers, and it was blowing under the illumination of the street lamps, Zeng Yi got up and walked to the window to look, and then raised his hand to look at the time, and in more than an hour, everyone was going to leave Huaxia and fly to Fusang.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Zeng Yi clapped his hands three times and said to everyone: "Brothers, the time is almost up, now I want to go back to the hotel to pack my luggage, and then we will meet at the airport." After thinking for a while, he continued: "I don't think I need to bring the weapons with me, we will prepare when we arrive in Fusang, I am afraid that there will be trouble when we get to the security check at Fusang Airport!"

Everyone listened to it and thought about it for a while, the weapon has been with everyone for a long time, not only is it easy to use, but also has feelings for it, and now Zeng Yi asked everyone to leave the weapon, which is really a bit reluctant.

But everyone understood that Zeng Yi's worries were right, in order not to cause any extraneous branches, everyone decided to endure the pain and cut their love, and they all nodded and agreed to Zeng Yi's arrangement.

When Zeng Yi returned to the hotel, he saw that Yuichi Takahashi had already gotten up and dressed neatly, so he said good morning to him, then opened his suitcase, took out the prosthetic blade, and looked at it carefully.