172. Chapter 172 Volume I Impressions of the Rhine
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Chapter 3: Sisterhood and Childly Infatuation [Act 6] (7)
Yes, since he was recovered and discharged from the hospital in this troubled era, no matter whether he was in the busy days of changing his identity and changing his student status, or during the period when he was ordered to come to Germany under the name of studying under Liu Geqing, he has never felt the slightest consciousness of the real owner of this body, that is, the original "Xu Pingjun". Especially the memories that should have remained in this brain, except for the "sea flower" that was previously revealed to his friends, the rest seemed to be formatted and erased cleanly.
Perhaps, from a medical point of view, "Xu Pingjun", a contributor who studied in the journalism department of Hujiang University and was originally a contributor to important newspapers such as "Central Daily" and "Declaration", did have a strong desire to protect those "things" to the death, and disappeared in those dense gunshots. But in view of his bizarre experience with his friends, did that "Xu Pingjun" also rebel against the existing medical theories, and when and where did he recover again?
The answer will never be known. In short, this body is still breathing, still heartbeating, and still witnessing the ups and downs of this chaotic world......
"Therefore, no matter how difficult the future is, I will definitely cherish this body and live strongly." Pingjun quickly put away his confused look and hugged his arms more and more, "Then please 'you', the other 'me' must bless me, so that I have enough courage and strength to complete that 'mission', and protect the people who love me and the people I love!" ”
Living, only by working hard to live, can we meet the dawn of ending this troubled world, and it is the greatest consolation for the dead. [hua.
Who knew that when Ping Jun was muttering to himself, a black shadow slid by beside him, as sensitive as a rabbit.
"Where do you want to go?" Pingjun didn't even look at the black shadow, and quickly raised his arm to pinch the opponent's wrist and dragged it to the front in an instant. She looked up, but saw that this man was a slender boy of about thirteen or fourteen years of age, no taller than her shoulders, with short blond-brown hair as messy as dry grass, and a gray plaid shirt and trousers that smelled of sweat, and had evidently not been washed for several days.
Seeing Pingjun's cold eyes, the boy looked around in a panic and opened his mouth wide: "Ah, this woman ......" tried to attract the attention of the surrounding pedestrians with a cry for help, and took the opportunity to get rid of the other party's clamp. As soon as he spoke, he was hit in the neck with a force. The pain made him tremble, his throat ho-ho, and tears rolled down his chest. He choked violently several times and spat out a few mouthfuls of sputum mixed with blood clots.
"Obediently hand over the cigarette case." Ping Jun looked at the "Tiantu Acupoint" between the boy's two collarbones, and increased his hand strength more and more, and his voice was soft but revealing an oppressive aura that could not be ignored, "Otherwise, while you are coughing up blood, you will watch how this hand is broken off and can no longer be connected." ”
The few opium-laced cigarettes in the box were taken from the gunned addict on the train earlier. If it is stolen by this guy in front of him, won't it completely expose a series of so-called "endangering German security" such as sabotage of eavesdropping equipment, obstruction of criminal investigations, and deliberate deception and planting?
The boy who was grinning in pain suddenly froze, his gray-green eyes widened, and he was obviously bluffed. He pouted and stared at Ping Jun for a moment, then slipped out of his sleeve a slap-sized iron box, threw it to the other party with one hand, and then rubbed his neck, his voice was hoarse and disdainful: "I'm unlucky today, can I go?" ”
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