My eyes gradually regained vision, and although I still couldn't stop crying, I could barely open a slit.

I felt a breeze blowing, with a faint warmth, there was light in front of me, not very dazzling, but very warm, all the disasters had passed, and it felt good to see the light of day again.

I slowly opened my eyes, wiped the tears from my face, and my blurred vision gradually became clear, holding me was a foreigner in camouflage uniform, he was very strong, his arms were as hard as stones, I was as light as nothing in his hands, and the explosive power contained in the muscles was estimated to shatter the steel plate.

It was such a person, with a rifle around his neck, his eyes resolute, revealing a fierce light, and his angular face with a little stubble, and he looked at him, and I felt like I was being targeted by a beast, and that fear made my soul tremble.

I didn't dare to look more, so I glanced to the side, and there were four or five people dressed like him, dressed in jungle camouflage and green berets, and the same burly violence.

There was a familiar figure in front, a slightly emaciated body holding a woman covered in blood, it was Dad, and what he was holding in his arms was Mom!

I wanted to call him, but I was glared at by the man who was holding me, and the words that came to my mouth were swallowed hard, and his eyes were so scary, as if with a murderous aura, made me shudder.

Everyone walked fast, Dad was trotting all the way, not far away a car was driving this way, just heard them say, Mom is still alive, as long as she is sent to the hospital and saved, I feel like a beam of light in my heart, dispelling the haze that rose due to Mom's suicide.

"Dad, hurry up, I don't want my mother to die!" I thought it in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it.

The screeching brakes sounded, and the car came to a steady stop in front of his father, who rushed over and slammed the car door, but ...... At that moment, a gunshot rang out in the distance.

Life was so close to me, yet so far away, I could touch their bodies, but I couldn't grasp the passing lives, and right before my eyes, their bodies slowly fell.

Dad's eyes widened, he looked at me, as if to say something, but after all, he didn't say a word, I saw the color in his eyes slowly disappearing, he didn't close his eyes, but in those empty eyes, there was no life.

He fell, and the giant of my life, my proud father, died tragically in front of me, and he looked at me, with regret and unwillingness, and left me.

I looked at the bullet holes in his chest that were still bleeding, and he sat on the ground weakly, completely frozen.

"Sniper at two o'clock!" I don't know who shouted.

As soon as the words were finished, the chaotic sound of gunfire rang in my ears, and I sat there as if I hadn't heard them.

"Captain, the target is out of range of fire!" Someone shouted again.

"Rush over and pester him, you must not let this bastard go." The soldier who had been holding me roared angrily and rushed to my father's approach.

Seeing the injury on his chest, he suddenly slammed his hat on the ground and roared angrily: "Fuck, what the hell, these bastards raised by bitches!" ”

"Grass!" He kicked his hat away, slapped himself on the forehead, and gasped for breath before he gradually stabilized.

Then he went to check on his mother in the car, but soon he leaned against the door and sighed and shook his head helplessly.

I knew what that meant, but I was afraid that the last glimmer of hope would be dashed, and at this moment, as if all my strength had been drained, I fell limply to the ground, and the sky was dark again, as if my world could no longer find light.

I woke up from a nightmare and had a long dream, dreaming of ten years of bits and pieces, ten years of happiness.

Snuggled up in his mother's arms and spitted on his father's neck, peeing on his father's neck, his eyes were full of joy, and his ears were full of laughter.

Then, little by little, their figures became more and more unreal, gradually transparent, and finally disappeared from my sight, and at this moment, I opened my eyes and saw a strange room.

With a hanging needle on my arm and a quilt on my body, everything is so strange, but I don't know why, I don't feel scared anymore, as if a lifetime of fear has been used up, and I feel that there is nothing in the world worth being afraid of.

Leaning on the head of the bed, looking out of the window calmly, my mind was blank, and I just emptied myself, I was more excluded from everything than me, and I didn't want to think about it.

Time passed minute by minute, and I don't know when, there were two more people in the house.

One of them, I remember, was the soldier who carried me out of the basement, and the other was a middle-aged man in a black suit that I didn't know and had never seen.

They ignored me and just sat on the couch and chatted.

"This is Han Qishan's son Han Bing?" The middle-aged man lit a cigar and glanced at me in an unkind tone.

"Yes, I am responsible for the failure of this mission, and I am too light on the enemy." The soldier looked a little annoyed.

"So what are you doing with this kid back? Will he be able to recoup our losses? The middle-aged man frowned, looking a little angry.

"No, no, no, Han Qishan and his wife are dead, we naturally can't get the commission, and I will find a way to make up for the company's losses, but this matter can't be just settled, I think this kid is good, maybe he can participate in that plan!" The soldier looked at me with interest.

"Is he the material?" Middle-aged people don't seem to be very optimistic.

"No one is born to kill! I think he's good, at least...... The mindset is up to my standards! The soldier muttered for a moment.

"Mentality? What kind of mentality, how do I think he is weak and can't help it! The middle-aged man spit out his eyes in disdain.

The soldier was silent for a moment, his eyes staring at me gradually sharpened, and he slowly spit out two words: "Revenge!" ”

Hearing these two words, the middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally nodded and said, "I believe in your vision!" After speaking, he took a deep breath of his cigar and said, "His father owes us money, let him pay it back, although it will take a long time, we can collect interest." ”

"You're such a mercenary guy!" The soldier rolled his eyes.

"I'm a businessman, just like you, fighting for money!" The middle-aged man stood up and smiled at the soldier, then turned his head to look at me, snuffed out the cigar in his hand, and suddenly said for no reason: "I'm really looking forward to it!" ”

"What to expect?" The soldier picked his eyelids.

"What a surprise will someone who crawls out of hell bring me!" The middle-aged man smiled and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, the soldier said faintly: "I hope you can live until that day." ”

I don't know what the plan is, but the word revenge is deeply engraved in my mind, I don't understand the big truth, I only know the enmity of my parents, not together.

Originally, I didn't have the concept of hatred in my heart, but after listening to the conversation between the two, for some reason, I suddenly had the idea of revenge, but I didn't expect that as soon as this thought got out of control, the seeds of hatred took root in my heart.

A ten-year-old child, my heart should be kind and innocent, but I was filled with hatred, I thought I was the most miserable person in the world, and later I learned that I was not the only one who was miserable, and those who survived with hatred as a motivation are the avengers!