Zhang Yucheng held the sword boring with his thumb and calmly looked around at the enemy in front of him. At this moment, a sturdy gendarme shouted and rushed forward with a bayonet raised. He took a slight step back, and then calmly swung his sword, and the blade on the muzzle of the gun broke off. Before the man could recover his senses, he received a solid roundhouse kick to the chest and overwhelmed a large group of gendarmes in an inverted flight. Immediately afterwards, another gendarme with a scar on his face bent down and jumped up from behind Zhang Yucheng's shoulder, but unexpectedly he was noticed by the other party's afterglow. Zhang Yucheng was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blade that flashed with cold light immediately stabbed backwards from the side, and suddenly pierced through the man's chest. Seeing this situation, Gu Honglin, who had been watching in the dark for a long time, sneered, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun he was holding at Zhang Yucheng again. The shiny bullet slanted through the crowd and struck him coldly in the abdomen on the left side of the two gendarmes with a red trail of blood. At the same time, the frenzied gendarmes continued to attack him. Zhang Yucheng had to hold his bleeding abdomen with one hand, and fight desperately with the surrounding gendarmes with the other.

Later, seeing his companions falling one after another, the young gendarme was frightened, and immediately abandoned his weapon and fled, and shouted to Gu Honglin behind him: "Sir, that person is a monster...... but after Gu Honglin glanced there, he showed a playful smile to the gendarme in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he had drawn his knife from its sheath, and the sharp blade slashed across the opponent's neck. The young gendarme, clutching his bleeding throat, fell to his knees with his eyes wide open in disbelief. Now, apart from the gendarmes stationed in front of the blockade, there were only two of them left.

"Zhang Yucheng, the speed at which you kill people is much slower than back then. Gu Honglin took out a hand towel from his inner pocket and slowly wiped the blood stains on the blade. "It seems that that woman has ruined you all these years. ”

"Why do you even want to kill your own subordinates?" Zhang Yucheng walked forward with the navy blue military coat he wore on his shoulders many years ago, and stepped on the sticky blood stains on the soles of his shoes.

"There is no need for a coward in the gendarmes, and he should not hear the conversation between you and me. ”

"What did you go to such lengths to bring me here?"

"Quite simply, I just want you to provide me with the secrets of the Black Flag Party. ”

"You should know that I can't do anything I want to do. ”

"Did you just give up on Shen Manyun?" Gu Honglin said, "Once you flatly refuse to cooperate with me, you should know very well what awaits her." ”

"It's not that hard. Zhang Yucheng clenched his long sword and stepped forward, saying, "After killing you on the spot, go to the Taiping Mansion to find her." ”

"How do you know where she's being held?"

"Have you forgotten that there are also many former agents of the Special Investigation Bureau in the Black Flag Party. ”

"So it seems that the Black Flag men came there to rescue me while I was leading the gendarmerie, right? Zhang Yucheng, I admit that you are an admirable enemy. Gu Honglin said calmly: "However, in your plan, there is no way back for you. Do you think I'm going to let you out of here alive?"

"And what about you, if you die on this night, will anyone weep for you?"

"Zhang Yucheng, I hate you so much. Everything is pretentious, and he always thinks that he is superior. Today you will have to pay the price for your arrogance. ”

Immediately afterwards, Gu Honglin fired several shots at the other party, and then rushed forward with a saber.

Three brass round-tipped bullets swept through the air, flying towards Zhang Yucheng from different directions. One of the bullets grazed his left arm and pierced the iron rod of the street lamp, the second bullet was slashed by his sword, and the red-hot shell was split in two, and the last bullet was immediately avoided by Zhang Yucheng, and he shot straight into the knee that pierced his right leg. Just as he was half-kneeling on the ground in pain, the other party's quick knife had already reached his eyebrows. Zhang Yucheng tilted his head slightly to avoid the blow, and then turned his foot slightly and fought back. However, more and more blood oozed from his abdomen, causing his consciousness to gradually become blurred.

"I've been longing to duel you all these years. It was to prove to the dead Lieutenant General Addison how vulnerable the man he had once been so proud was. Gu Honglin continued to swing his knife and stepped forward, slashing and stabbing at the other party. "We originally graduated from the Spring and Autumn Military Academy with the same excellent grades. In terms of skill and strategy, what am I inferior to you, and why do I have to crawl like a cockroach in dark, damp corners all day long. And you can use the power of Lieutenant General Addiswell to prosper and quickly rise to the top of high society. It's clear that everything I've gambled for with my life is at your fingertips in your eyes?

"The more eager people are for quick success, the more they will achieve nothing in the end. The sword hidden in its sheath has yet to emerge, and you are living in the shadow of others. Zhang Yucheng said, "Gu Honglin, I feel sorry for you. The power and violence you exalt are only a cover for your weakness and incompetence. ”

After hearing this, Gu Honglin put his hand on his forehead and laughed, suddenly staring at the other party with an unkind gaze, and said, "The consequences that make me feel angry will only make you die faster." ”

With the passage of time, Zhang Yucheng gradually couldn't parry in the fierce battle, and the long sword in his hand was picked up by the other party in one fell swoop. Gu Honglin took the opportunity to take the sword sideways, and turned to stab his heart. Crimson blood flowed from the blood grooves on either side of the blade, and he squeezed the stab with his right hand. The tip of the knife that kept piercing into his chest began to stain with blood, and Zhang Yucheng's eyes suddenly appeared as sharp as an arrow.

"I didn't expect that you would end up losing your life because of a woman. Gu Honglin suddenly let out a terrifying smirk like a demon, and slowly leaned his cheek closer, feeling the pleasure of killing his old enemy with his own hands. "This made me suddenly wonder, what is it like to love someone?" However, at this time, instead of showing the slightest fear, Zhang Yucheng smiled at him and replied, "You will never know." ”

Gu Honglin looked at the smile on Zhang Yucheng's face suspiciously, and glanced down with the other party's gaze. It turned out that he didn't know when it started, but his left hand, which was covering his abdomen, had reached into the pocket of his military coat. At this time, Zhang Yucheng secretly pulled the trigger, and the pocket pistol hidden in it suddenly heated up. Gu Honglin looked at the spinning bullet flying towards him, and suddenly his pupils dilated slightly. Then he took a few steps back unsteadily, feeling for the first time that his legs and feet could not support his heavy body. The shiny bullet pierced his heart with pinpoint precision and was nailed deep into the blue-gray wall behind it. Gu Honglin immediately fell to the ground with a muffled voice, and he couldn't hear anything.

To kill, often only one bullet is needed. And after the shot, there is no turning back. These were the words of Lieutenant General Addiswell as he pressed his shoulder on the first day Zhang Yucheng was sworn in as a Special Investigation Bureau agent. After Shen Manjun was taken away by the military police, he went to the black market to meet his former companions, bought the pocket pistol through him, and got in touch with the Black Flag Party.

At this moment, the full moon in the night sky suddenly turned blood-red, and the gendarme, who had been watching the battle in front of the blockade line for a long time, threw down his machine gun and slowly walked towards Zhang Yucheng. The back of his hand was covered with red scales, which were now glowing faintly in the moonlight. It turns out that everything that happened in the dream is real, is this what they call Lethe? So in the reincarnation of the next life, can I meet Shen Manyun again?

The snow is falling, and the momentum is stinging. Zhang Yucheng, who was on the verge of death, sat down with his back against the wall and listened thoughtfully to the sound of falling snow. The fine snow in the slanting wind was mixed with the past years, and the memories of her warmed me for many winters. At this time, Zhang Yucheng recalled the day he first saw Shen Manyun, and the snow seemed to be as heavy as it is now. And the fate of his life seems to be hidden in it, drifting in the wind like this snowflake, and quietly dissolving.

On December 13, the 22nd year of the Yin Kingdom, on that unforgettable winter night, the cold snow began to fall over the Millennium City, and the news of the victory of the revolution spread all over the country.

In front of the Presidential Palace, many flowers have been sent by the people themselves, and banners are hung in front of the shops along the street with various prices on various products. Loudspeakers for broadcasting played songs in praise of the motherland over and over again, and the faces of men, women, and children were filled with indescribable joy. With the navy blue coat on my arm, I walked straight out of the door of the Lonely Cafe. The crowds on the street were bustling with me. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the restaurant across the street and never moved since.

It was the time of the lantern, and there was a woman with pearl earrings sitting with her legs crossed, and the pu'er tea and several dim sum dishes in front of her were steaming. On her shoulders was draped in a white fox wool shawl to protect her from the cold, and her plump breasts were tightly wrapped in a dark jacquard brocade cheongsam. At that time, she was holding her cheeks and listening to the voice of her female companion. A charming smile always shines on her face, and the fine ends of her hair glow softly in the orange light. She had a black walnut wooden base gramophone at her hand, and the vinyl turntable slowly turned under the stylus, and I could see the soothing notes drifting in the twilight.

In the first minute and thirty-six seconds of meeting her there, Shen Manjun brushed the scattered hair behind her ears and slowly raised her head. That gentle gaze crossed the surging crowd and fell on me, looking a little pitiful and dazed. However, it was this short glimpse that doomed me to the joys and sorrows of the rest of my life.