Chapter 334: But I Lost to You [Fifth Update]
If I have to describe Senna's expression, it is that the prisoner who has been detained for many years finally waits for the day he is released from prison and faces the outside world with a smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Brad, you're finally here. ”
Brad, fully armed, dressed in a long coat, stepped steadily onto the deck, his eyes were sharp, his hat was not on, and the hideous scar on his face was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
"Senna, long time no see. ”
More than ten meters away from Senna, Brad and Zheng Fei glanced at each other, and then stopped indifferently.
"I can't believe that our cold-blooded and ruthless killer Brad would be willing to come forward to save an irrelevant person. ”
In an instant, an uproar was set off on the pier.
"Brad! He's Brad!"
"My God, what day is it?!"
Today is really an ominous day for the people of Constanta, not to mention the four thousand Spartan warriors who appeared out of thin air, and now even Brad has come.
Brad, this name has long been rumored to be a devilish existence in people's hearts, they have never seen it with their own eyes, but it is precisely for this reason that Brad's image has been blackened.
The horrified chatter didn't bother Brad as he stared at Senna's smiling face and shook his coat neatly.
"He's not irrelevant, he's my friend. "Brad has a different kind of chic when he gets serious, and even the scar can't hide it.
Senna was stunned, surprised for a moment, and said with a light smile: "You have changed, and you even began to say that you have friends." ”
"People change. ”
"But you shouldn't be human, don't forget, you're a demon!"
The noise of the crowd was still endless, but Brad was silent in this environment, and his eyebrows were lowered.
After a long time, he silently raised his eyelids, looked at Senna not far away, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm not a demon, are you?"
A sentence that sounded painless to everyone was like a sharp arrow through Senna's heart.
Senna, who had been calm since he appeared, suddenly became angry, and shouted hysterically at the top of his throat: "Brad! You are a demon! Forever a demon! Wake me up!"
Senna, who is extremely insane, like so many madmen, makes people feel inexplicable sympathy.
He lives in his own world.
He lives for only one goal.
He thinks that he is the only one who is right, everyone is drunk, and I am sober.
Perhaps only those who have experienced great trauma will be reduced to this step.
Pathetic, pathetic.
Because he was too emotional, the dagger left another scratch on Zheng Fei's neck, and seeing this, Brad hurriedly stopped: "Okay! I'm a demon!"
Hearing his reply, Senna suddenly calmed down and smiled again.
Brad gritted his teeth and looked at Zheng Fei worriedly, he had never seen such fear in Zheng Fei's eyes.
Just imagine, how can you not be afraid of being hijacked by a madman who may explode at any time?
Zheng Fei has no bottom in his heart, he can't describe it as apprehensive or up, his current feeling is that his life hangs by a thread.
William Harrison had never seen Senna like this, even though he had been fighting with him for more than a decade.
He was more concerned about his retreat than Senna, knowing that the attention of the entire dock was now here, and how to get out of Senna after the madman had done his madness?
Those 4,000 brave and brutal Spartan warriors will definitely tear Lao Tzu to pieces! His mood is not much different from Zheng Fei's.
"Senna, are you kidnapping my friend for something?" said Brad grimly, moving his fingers at the same time, but still did nothing.
He wanted to throw out his own throwing knife, but after careful consideration, he clearly realized that the knife would not be faster than Senna's throat cut, and it was better not to be impulsive.
Without warning, Senna burst out laughing, which cemented his image as a madman in the minds of the people.
"For your life!"
This voice is like a roar bursting from the bottom of my heart, roaring out my heart for many years.
Brad seemed to have guessed the ending, but frowned slightly, and asked, "What do you want me to do?
"No, I want you to kill yourself!" Senna's voice, unprecedentedly hoarse, with a dementor-like penetrating power, hit people's hearts.
The moment he said this, a voice sounded in Zheng Fei's heart: It's over.
Zheng Fei is very self-aware, he knows that Brad will not do it, the friendship is far from so deep, and people are selfish, even if they are comrades in arms who share life and death, they may not be willing to die for each other.
The so-called "I am willing to block bullets for you on the battlefield", and other rhetoric, only exist in film and television works.
"Can I know why?" asked Brad with a blank face, countless possible causes flashing through his mind.
"Of course, otherwise I would have come in vain today, and you would have died in vain. ”
The words that have been hidden in the heart for many years must be spit out, so that Senna can get his wish, can he untie the knot forever, and then it doesn't matter if he dies or lives.
At this time, the noisy crowd seemed to be a lot quieter, and he was very satisfied with this, raised his head slightly, and spoke.
"From the age of six, I became a lonely wanderer, living alone in the world, searching for what I had to do. ”
"When I was ten years old in Antwerp, I stole a loaf of bread in the back kitchen of a restaurant, and I was chased by some fat cooks with sticks, and I fled to the docks, slipped into the crates of a boat, and just like that, I was taken to England. ”
"There, I was adopted by an old nobleman, who gave me food and clothing, and treated me very well, but unfortunately he died soon after, in the conspiracy of old Brad, that is, your father. ”
"But I don't hate you for that, I don't have any feelings for my adoptive father, and besides, I've found something that gives me a sense of fulfillment. ”
"I inherited my adoptive father's mantle and somehow became a respected nobleman, but I was still the only one in the estate, and I learned from the other nobles, practicing riding, swordsmanship, fighting, and shooting every day, and I soon discovered my talent in this area. ”
"I started practicing day and night, getting up before dawn, and practicing until late at night, but I never felt the hardship, and those days were the happiest time of my life, and it was also the first time that I found the value of my life. ”
"All my hard work paid off, I easily won one opponent after another, and I was hailed as Southampton's most talented teenager, and the local Grand Duke selected me to participate in the annual tournament, and there were high hopes for me to come back with the crown. ”
"When I rode up to London, all the people of the town saw me off, and they prepared me wine and dry food, and waved me goodbye, and I thought I must try to win their honor!"
"But, I lost to you, Brad. (To be continued.) )