The gambler kept walking on the Changhong Bridge, looking at the dice in his hand, as if the six little diǎn had endless magical power, so that people could not get out of it at a glance.

The gambler smiled, his eyes finally moved out of the magic six, threw the dice into the air, and let it fall freely, until it fell into the hands of the gambler, and the gambler looked at the number of the dice again, and it was still a six.

A black Aston Martin stopped at the entrance of the Changhong Bridge, and a two-meter-tall man in a special suit leaned on this beast-like vehicle, giving a hint of wildness in this extremely modern city.

The white bear stomped on the cigarette butt and looked at the oncoming gambler.

The gambler seemed to be so focused on the little dice that he didn't care about the man in front of him at all.

"You promised?" The white bear lit a cigarette again, a box of small brands of cigarettes that were extremely inexpensive, because the smell of the cigarette allowed the white bear to smell the smell of tobacco in a country thousands of miles away from China.

The gambler diǎn diǎn head, a little absent-minded, but stopped screaming, and the dice in his hand were withdrawn into his pocket at this time.

The white bear sighed deeply, there was a trace of regret on his face, or helplessness, he knew that the gambler in front of him had lost the bet, and it happened that this was another strange thing that would not blink and jump from the Changhong Bridge even if he lost a life.

"This is fate?" The white bear muttered, inhaling deeply, as if venting all his feelings on this cigarette, but what this tobacco brought was nothing more than powerlessness at most.

"Life? I don't believe in this thing, I only believe in this dice. The gambler said as if he had nothing to say, and he was not taboo because of the powerful aura of the white bear, and even had the meaning of suppressing the aura of the white bear.

"Remember the year in Iraq? Thirty-one of us stayed in the cellar for sixteen days, and when the captain always told me that as long as he was there, there would be no cannibalism, but when we went out, there were only sixteen left. With some sarcasm on his face, the white bear said that this was a topic that the white bear would never mention to outsiders.

The gambler waved his hand, then frowned and said, "Since you have survived, it is not interesting to mention these things again." ”

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"What's the point of us surviving, how willing I am to die in that cellar." A cigarette can't withstand the white bear's big sip of inhalation, and after a while, it will see the bottom, and the white bear will burn one again.

The gambler was silent, facing this former comrade-in-arms, carrying bullets for him, blocking knives for him, and living and dying for him.

This assault team that went deep into the Middle East and carried out a mortal mission, the feeling between people, which cannot be described in two words, but because of two words, this qiē was shattered, deserters.

"Is it right or wrong to flee back?" The incomparably powerful man of the white bear choked up, and the hand holding the cigarette trembled a little, like a child who had done a big mistake and knew that crying would not change a bit, a child who was so desperate that he couldn't despair anymore.

"If you don't escape back and follow the wild guns, there is only one way to die." The gambler's expression did not change much in the face of this crying big man, but something else appeared in his eyes.

"Is the captain really dead?" Bai Xiong wiped his face, this big man, it seems that all his movements are so rough, who would have thought that this man who left an unbeatable reputation in Beijing was a guy who would cry all night when he killed someone.

The gambler didn't say anything, knowing that no matter how nice he said, it was impossible to change that reality, and it was impossible for the wild gun to return home alive, and that myth died in a very imperfect and imperfect story.

"You know what? Beijing sits on top of 10,000 people under one person, and has the luxury of what we hoped for, but in the final analysis, we are just a deserter, from the moment we leave the Middle East, the word deserter will press us for a lifetime, and we will not be able to break free for a lifetime, even after so many years, I still can't sleep well, and what I dream of is not the innocent people we slaughtered, but the people we betrayed. The white bear trembled and lit a cigarette again, but this time he didn't smoke it in a hurry.

"It's all gone, it's all gone." The gambler's expression also seemed to be a little painful, but it was well concealed, not like the white bear's tears.

"Passed? They must be watching us underground, definitely. The white bear roared, these things have been held for many years, if the white bear doesn't say it now, he won't have a chance to say it, he is about to leave the city, if nothing else, he will go abroad, he will go to the place where they have fought bloodily in their lives, he will find the gun, those people, and end his incomparably absurd and incomparably difficult life here.

The gambler was silent, and seemed to find nothing to refute, and once again took the dice out of his pocket, but this time he did not play with it, but clenched it tightly in his hand, and the sweat of his palms soaked the dice.

Leaving as if fleeing, with open eyes, does not mean facing reality.

This night passed, and there were only twenty-four hours left before the day of the real change of dynasty, but for some reason, perhaps because I understood the darkness of this era, or because I understood these stories, that day changed not so much.

Gong San'er returned to the city again, of course, this young master absolutely did not know what had happened in Beijing in the past few days since he left, no matter how thrilling what happened.

But how many things have you missed out on over the past few decades?

"Now, find that guy from this huge city." Gong San'er took a deep breath and said something unashamedly at the station, despite the strange stares cast around.

"That's all?" Da Yue said, Yi diǎn didn't care about these eyes around him, and followed Gong San'er for a few days, maybe he didn't learn any great wisdom, but he just looked at the prosperity of this world, but his state of mind still reached the point where he was absolutely unfazed under normal circumstances, and he didn't know whether it was a bad thing or a good thing.

"That's all." Gong San'er rubbed Xiao Sichuan's head, which was a little tired because he had been in a hurry.

Maybe because he was too tired, Xiao Sichuan didn't open the calloused hand.

The three of them rushed to the Red Star Shining non-stop, but the strange thing is that this evergreen tree in Beijing is rarely closed, so that the three of them completely ate the closed door, and waited for an hour in the Red Star Flash, Gong San'er gave up the intention of continuing to wait, took a car, and directly told Master Sù to kill in Beijing Dongcheng, on the way Dayue asked Gong San'er where he was going, Gong San'er just said with a solemn face that he wanted to see someone.

But Da Yue could see that the person Gong San'er wanted to see was definitely not a small character, because Gong San'er's expression was not ordinary and dignified along the way.

But when the guy Gong San'er wanted to see stood in front of Da Yue, Da Yue felt a little abstract for no reason, a guy who was dressed similarly to Gong San'er, and even said that his taste was not as good as Gong San'er, appeared in front of Da Yue alive, and seemed to be challenging the bottom line of Da Yue's worldview.

After a simple conversation, Da Yue learned that the guy who led them directly to a dark hut was called Shen Yunbao.

"Master, what wind blew you to me?" Shen Yunbao looked at a yellow crane tower comfortably, and did not mean to hand a cigarette to Gong San'er, of course, now Gong San'er has completely quit smoking, just holding a toothpick in his mouth.

"I'm here to ask you about diǎn things, to inquire about someone." Gong San'er said with a tangled expression, with Shen Yunbao, Gong San'er more or less diǎn friendship, after all, they are running in the same society, and the two are quite similar, but a few years ago, the two broke up because of a trivial matter, and the two have not been in contact since then.

"Let's not mention this first, I heard that you are in Beijing and have met a nobleman?" Shen Yunbao rubbed his head and said, Beijing has not been peaceful recently, and it has even affected the heaven and earth line of this person who earns a mouthful of food and drinks a sip of water.

"It's a little fight, there is no such thing as a snake in this city." Gong San'er knew that this was Shen Yunbao's cynicism, Qingdao and Beijing, there is still a huge gap, huge unimaginable, although it can't be killed with a stick, but this is an indisputable reality, speechless.

"Tell me, who do you want to inquire about?" Shen Yunbao saw Gong San'er's absent-minded appearance, and he didn't want to continue to attack this young master.

"Zhao Kuangchao." Gong San'er pronounced the name.

Shen Yun Leopard's action of flicking the ashes of the cigarette stopped, perhaps the name was too dazzling, and even overshadowed all the brilliance of Gong San'er, so that Shen Yun Leopard didn't care about Gong San'er's small back, because for Shen Yun Leopard, Gong San'er and Zhao Kuangchao are two names that will never intersect in this life, because there are too many different worlds.

"What do you have to do with Zhao Kuangran?" Although his heart was full of shock, Shen Yunbao still asked professionally, although he had suffered a lot at Zhao Kuang's hands, Shen Yunbao had no jealousy in his heart, and even had a little appreciation for that young man. Because even if he is jealous, Shen Yunbao still knows very well that he has no ability to retaliate in this life, unless his little life is really alive.

"I'm just a little dog leg of his." Gong San'er smiled slightly, this is a smile that is not too much to hide.

Da Yue seemed to want to say something, or justify something, but after seeing Gong San'er's eyes, he completely closed his mouth, but Xiao Sichuan, who had been silent and endured the smell of smoke, felt that it was not worth it for this dog.