We are all just a speck of insignificant dust floating in the red world, weak and unable to grasp our own destiny, we can only be fiddled by the wind, drift with the tide, blow gently, and go our separate ways. Tomorrow, where do we go from here?

Where is the other side?

Yang Siyu knelt beside Zhang Zhen's corpse in a daze, completely forgetting the time, and even forgetting his own storage. He knelt for a long, long time, like a lifeless puppet, motionless.

The man she loves the most doesn't want her, and the man who loves her the most is gone, tomorrow, where should she go?

It's just a speck of dust that can't stand the tricks of fate.

A mountain breeze with a scorching scent blew through, gently fiddling the ends of her hair. Yang Siyu, who was physically and mentally prepared, shook his body slightly, and finally fainted next to Zhang Zhen......

The wind gradually calmed down and stopped flowing. The mountains and forests on both sides were silent, and not even a bird had ever passed.

Under the scorching sun, the wreckage of smoking cars and the bones smelling of blood were faintly reminiscent of the horrors of the war.

Wars are so brutal that they often end at the cost of countless lives. Together, either you die or I die, no one has a choice. If you live again, you have to fight. This is a death game of who is ruthless and who can live.

At the edge of the mountain forest on the side of the road, a very young man was standing there looking at Yang Siyu with a cold and thoughtful gaze. No one knew when this man who called himself Lin Xiao appeared here, or maybe he had been standing here from the beginning, but no one had noticed. Until Yang Siyu passed out in a coma, Lin Xiao still didn't move, and after a long time, he turned into a soft sigh and turned away.

There are too many injustices, too many grievances and too many helplessness in the world, he can't help so many people, and he doesn't want to help. Because now he is just a passerby, a bystander. Once arrogant to trample the sky under his feet, to make the earth tremble because of his existence, with his own strength to slaughter countless top masters in the world, from the dragon country to the west, and from the west to South Africa, and then from South Africa to fight in North Australia, everywhere will definitely set off a bloody storm and blood and bones all over the field, but there is no force in the world that can keep him. Lin Xiao, who is so terrifying and so mysterious, can't escape from this red dust shackle and this secular cage after all. For countless days and nights, hesitation, loneliness, grief, and sadness...... After experiencing great changes and sorrow again and again, he finally chose to let go, chose to escape, and chose to be forgotten by the world. Time has passed, the name Lin Xiao has long been forgotten by most people, and now the people who can remember him are only counted on their hands, and they are all old men who are about to die, and his story has only left one terrifying bloody legend after another. Even these legends did not dare to mention this name, but only replaced it with "demon".

It's not that he is born ruthless, he just hates a life of love too much.

broke his soul for love, and since then he has only been a lover.

A few hours after Lin Xiao left, trucks painted with large circles appeared swayingly. Rows of trucks came to a stop in front of the barricade, and then one after another, large circles of fully armed warriors quickly jumped out of the cars, and in an instant, a large number of black crows and crows stood in the blink of an eye. When they saw the tragic endgame in front of them for the first time, everyone trembled violently, but none of them made a sound, gritted their teeth and red eyes, grabbed the guns in their hands and lined up silently. They were then divided into three teams under the leadership of their respective captains, one team cleared the barricades, one team went deep into the jungle to find the bones and survivors of their teammates, and the other team stayed behind to clean up the scene. From beginning to end, no one made a sound except for the officers who gave orders, and some only silently gritted their teeth and choked tears.

In the busy crowd, there is a middle-aged man in his forties and a half-hundred-year-old man in his sixties who look very conspicuous. Because they didn't have to do anything, the warriors of the big circle even took the initiative to divide a few people to protect the two of them, which shows that the status of these two people in the big circle is not low.

When looking at the wreckage and bones all over the ground in front of him, the middle-aged man's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the murderous aura all over his body was unstoppable.

When the old man beside him noticed the terrifying murderous aura, he only glanced at him lightly and said, "The big head is not here." ”

"Hmm. The middle-aged man replied in a deep voice with a blushing face.

The old man sighed and said, "It seems that we still underestimate him, and we will even plant a big head." He shook his head, as if remorseful for his misplacement and underestimation of the Dark Cross.

The middle-aged man half-squinted, and a terrifying cold glint shot out of his eyes. Gritting his teeth tightly, he coldly spit out a few words from his mouth: "Wang Bazi." ”

The old man said lightly: "You don't have to think about revenge, this time we lost, and our big circle is not unaffordable." But if we lose and get entangled, we can't afford to lose this person. ”

The middle-aged man snorted lightly and said, "I don't need you to remind me." ”

In fact, he didn't need the old man to remind him that it was untenable to run to 11 their troubles just because of this kind of thing. The war between the mercenaries has never stopped, and everyone has no one to blame for their own masters. Even if two mercenary teams have a good relationship in private, if they are hired by two hostile forces at the same time and let them meet on the battlefield, they can only fight to the death. The glory of mercenaries is also the helplessness and sorrow of mercenaries. Even if it is a biological father and son, once they meet on the battlefield, they can only be enemies of life and death.

This time, Daquan took over the task of protecting Zhang Zhen, but 11 wanted to kill Zhang Zhen, so they were already destined to be in a hostile position from the beginning. Once you do, either you die, or I die, and if you die, you only blame yourself for not being as good as others. If you have to blame, you can only blame the big circle for underestimating the true strength of the Dark Cross gang. They originally thought that with the big head leading the team, and with the cooperation of more than 20 fighters, it would be easy to kill 11 and others, even if they couldn't kill them, it would be more than enough to protect themselves. However, they miscalculated the other identity of the big head, coupled with the perfect layout of the six paths, the arrival of the queen's strange army, and Daowei and even Xiaobai, who had never been taken into their eyes, all kinds of reasons caused such a dismal ending at this moment.

Sighing softly, the old man asked, "Have the identities of the gang of people you met on the way here been verified?"

The middle-aged man snorted and said, "It's Wako's people." ”

The old man narrowed his eyes, and a wise gleam flashed in his eyes. But he soon regained his old look, nodded and said, "It seems that we are not only underestimating them, but even Wake." ”

The middle-aged man immediately understood the meaning of his words, and asked tentatively, "...... do you mean?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, this person is too conceited, even if he knows that the Dark Cross gang will be unfavorable to him, he will not worry much, let alone hire us to help." But from the standpoint of cooperating with each other, we can give him a free reminder. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, touched his chin and began to think about the possibility of this. Revenge must be avenged, but revenge must first find a defensible reason. And Waco will be a good opportunity.

It didn't take long for a large circle of soldiers to come to report, and the soldier first saluted the two of them with a standard military salute, and then said upright: "Report! A total of eleven corpses were found at the scene, and it was confirmed that ten of them were our own people, and six of them were charred and temporarily unrecognizable. The other is Zhang Zhen, the object of protection in this mission, who has been confirmed dead. And we found Zhang Zhen's fiancée Yang Siyu, who is still alive, but may have been overexcited and temporarily comatose. ”

The old man and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes. The old man nodded and said, "Got it, that woman will take it back first." There are only ten people here, so the other twelve, including the big head, must be in the jungle, whether they live or die, they must be brought back. ”

"Yes!" the reported large circle of warriors saluted and went down.

At this time, the old man said suspiciously: "What are they doing when they kill people and burn their bodies?"

The middle-aged man looked around and said, "There are traces of burns similar to incendiary bombs, which may have been burned by mistake." ”

The old man thought about it, and then he didn't delve any further. 11 It doesn't matter why they burn the corpse after they have killed someone, what do they do to investigate the cause of death even though they are dead? They are mercenaries, not policemen, who has ever seen a corpse examined to find out who was the murderer after they were killed on the battlefield?

But neither the old man nor the middle-aged man knew that this masterpiece of burning corpses was made by the queen. When the queen waited for 11 to come back, she threw all the corpses that were gouged out by Xiaobai's heart together, and then threw a piece of homemade incendiary explosives to burn it directly, and also avoided exposing Xiaobai, a monster who can dig out his heart.

A long time passed, until the sky gradually darkened, and the people who entered the jungle to search the mountains returned one by one, but all they brought out were cold corpses with unbearable deaths.

Seeing that the more corpses they brought back, the less hope the middle-aged man and the old man had. But before seeing the body of the big head, they still held on to a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the forest, and someone inside shouted from afar: "Come and help......!

The old man and the middle-aged man shuddered, and hurried in the direction of the sound without thinking.