"I didn't buy anything when I was training before, but now I know that money is not enough to spend, and this broken car cost me 50,000 US dollars." The immortal bird looked distressed.

"Don't worry, I promise you'll have endless money to spend in the future!" Now I know why so many people abroad like to be mercenaries, as well as those veterans of the special forces, many people have embarked on this road, just because they make money quickly, and a mission is 10 million US dollars, it is said that this is just an ordinary contract, and ordinary people can't earn it in eight lifetimes.

Driving on the roads of Bogotá, admiring the bustling scenery outside the window, the huge billboards showing the obvious endorsement of goods, the dazzling shops on the streets, the signboards flashing with lights of various colors, the crowds coming and going, the couples holding hands, the waiters at the door, and the artists wandering the streets, all of which make this night come alive,

The video store on the street played an unfamiliar melody, and the poster posted on the door was a star I had never seen before, everything was so beautiful, but I suddenly felt bored, obviously within reach, but it seemed to be separated from the ends of the world.

It seems that everything in front of me does not belong to the same world, everything seems so strange, walking on the street, everything around me seems so unfamiliar, yes, it is unfamiliar, unfamiliar with the city, life, and peace, which makes me feel alien from the modern city in front of me.

"What do you think?" Seeing that I didn't speak, and my face was not very good, the immortal bird asked while driving.

"Nothing? Suddenly, a beautiful life is in front of me, but I don't fit in. I laughed self-deprecatingly.

"After being away for so long, do you feel that everything seems strange?" The undead asked me.

"You feel that way, too?" I asked him curiously.

"Of course, it's all the same, this place doesn't belong to us, we can't hear the sound of gunfire, I always feel that something is wrong, I guess we are all sick!" The immortal bird smiled bitterly.

"What disease?" I just thought he was joking, so I asked casually.

"The aftermath of war, the common disease of mercenaries, everyone has it!" The immortal bird smiled at me, it is a kind of mental illness, people who have been on the battlefield are basically a little, most people can recover through psychological counseling, and serious ones will make people crazy.

"No, I don't think there's anything wrong with me." I've never doubted the strength of my psyche, let alone when I'm emotionally abnormal.

"When you find out about this disease, that's when you go crazy!" The Immortal knows a lot more about these things than I do.

"Is there any way to prevent that?" I'm still worried, if I drive myself crazy, I might as well be killed on the battlefield.

"No, no one can escape from what we do." The immortal shrugged helplessly.

"Well, since you can't hide, it doesn't matter." If you want to open it, it's nothing, maybe you will hang it up one day, maybe you will die on the battlefield before you find out.

The car drove out of the city and along the road to the suburbs, stopping at a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the sanatorium was at the foot of the hill not far ahead, which was a small hill with lush vegetation, and some rockeries, ponds, statues, and a cobblestone path leading to the top of the mountain, flanked by artificially bred flowers and plants, which looked like a park.

"Daddy really knows how to choose a place! It's not cheap here, is it? "I stood in front of the sanatorium and looked around and looked around.

"The most expensive sanatorium in Colombia is unaffordable for locals, most of them are wealthy businessmen, bigwigs, and even high-ranking officials from abroad, who come here to hide quietly." The immortal bird not only found this place, but also searched it all down.

"Can we go in?" I'm not sure that such an upscale place would allow strangers to enter.

"Of course, it's just a hospital, but it needs to be registered!" The immortal bird pointed to the security room at the door.

I came to the door and registered, and by the way, I asked where my dad lived, but fortunately I remembered his real name, Rush Water, and the security guard in charge helped us check the records, and soon found my father's room, Ward 302 of the White Main Building.

Getting the exact location, I walked into the nursing home with the immortal bird, and along the way we saw many patients in white hospital gowns, almost all of whom had a young nurse who took care of them every step of the way, and I even saw an old immortal bastard, sitting in a wheelchair, one hand groping the nurse's leg, and the nurse only dodged slightly, and did not dare to resist.

"Oh, is this a hospital? How does it look like a brothel! As I walked past the old man, I deliberately cursed loudly.

"This is heaven, as long as you have money, you can have everything you want, that's why it attracts so many rich people." The immortal bird knew about the situation before it came, so it was not surprising.

"What the hell will you enjoy!" I'm a little uncomfortable, but I'm not nosy.

Walking into the lobby on the first floor, I asked the little nurse at the front desk about the location of the ward, and then took the elevator to the third floor.

The door to the ward was open, but there was no one inside, and I stood by the window and looked out, maybe he was also basking in the sun outside with the little nurse.

Just as he was about to go out to look for it, a man in a wheelchair was wheeled into the ward by the nurse.

When I saw him, I couldn't help frowning, he also saw me, I don't know why his face changed at that time, he stared at me vigilantly, and his face returned to normal after half a ring, but his gaze was still not good.

The little nurse stood behind him and looked at us in disbelief, and under the guidance of his father, the nurse pushed him to the bedside.

I didn't speak from beginning to end, my heart was still in shock, is this still the fierce and burly father eight years ago, look at the way it looks now, my legs are crippled, my face is sallow, my eyes are bloodshot, and there is no murderous aura in my eyes, decadent, godless, like a tamed tiger, as docile as a dog, and there is no longer the wildness of the king of beasts.

I glanced at the little nurse standing next to me at a loss, and said in a deep voice, "You go out first!" ”

The nurse glanced at Daddy and was silent for a moment, Daddy nodded and said, "Go ahead!" The little nurse then left the room and closed the door by the way.

"Who are you, friend or foe?" Dad suddenly asked, eight years, I have grown from a small child to a tall and burly man, he must not recognize me.

"How did you do this?" Without answering his words, I walked over and crouched down in front of him, reaching out and touching his crippled legs.

"It's nothing, I was shot on the battlefield, my leg was useless, who are you, ...... you" He seemed to remember something, paused and asked tentatively: "Are you Han Bing?" ”。

"Han Bing!" I repeated with a wry smile: "I almost forgot, I still have this name, I am now Shura, the captain of the Avengers mercenaries!" I slowly straightened up and gave him a military salute, I didn't know why I was doing it, I just felt like I should salute.

"yes, that's good, I thought you would have died on that damn island." Daddy smiled, and laughed very happily.