When three clouds of gunpowder smoke and fireworks burst into light sixty meters away.

When the rising mushroom cloud rags with a torrent of life.

When the deadly shrapnel strikes the gunfire of the counterattack.

When the gunfire ceased, it was drowned by the surging sand, dust, and grass vines.

Everything has changed.

The sky was no longer night, but the heavenly fire had turned the canopy from the Nine Heavens away.

The heavens and the earth were bright, and the temperature suddenly soared.

It burns the heart, evaporates the feelings, and messes the mind.

Ignited the blood, inspiring anger to rise and rise in the heart and mind......

"Ah......h

Wang Liang roared in the midst of his rapid run.

The heart-rending sound almost tore his vocal cords.

"Bang ......"

Tongues of fire flashed from the muzzles of the guns in both hands, and a vengeful bullet was fired.

"Poof, pop, bang"

The soldiers, who lay on the ground to avoid the shrapnel, died one after another as soon as they got up.

"him, bang bang ......"

Sensing the crisis, the soldier lay on the spot, screaming as he fought back.

"Bang ......"

The soldiers in the vicinity opened fire one after another.

The soldiers were not reconciled, and victory was in front of them, and at this moment they suddenly killed a spoiler from the side, and suddenly broke out a fierce network of firepower to snipe and kill.

"Woohoo"

A barrage of bullets swirled and burst into the air, enveloping a large area in an endless stream.

"Poof, rustle"

Wang Liang rolled on his side and rolled to the right, his feet pinched the time to step on the trunk of a fragrant tree, his body rebounded and sliding, charging like a tiger descending from a mountain.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Take the opportunity to pick up the guns left on the ground by the enemy and fight back.

The enemy fell, he was not fast enough, and there were thirty-one enemies, a third of whom were running towards the dust that drowned his lover.

The gunfire flashed, revealing a blur of figures, rushing towards the place where the thought had been blown up, less than twenty meters away.

Twenty meters, under the footsteps of the soldiers running at high speed, it is only three seconds.

It was too late, he thought it was a trench.

Three seconds is a nightmare, blocking the gates of hell that cut off the love strings of past and present lives.

In his past life, he lived in the world of hell on earth, becoming a rat who could not see the light, a living dead.

Always looking at relatives in the endless darkness, longing for family affection.

Living in a bloody and dirty place, the lonely soul who waits for the return home.

Trapped in endless darkness, with no future, and not even knowing if you can breathe the air of the next day.

People who don't have tomorrow may die in the next second.

But he never gave up, and he couldn't and didn't dare to give up for the sake of family affection.

Give up, there is no concept of giving up in the mind of the killer.

Because the person who gave up has become the nutrient in the land, and the soul has not left any trace in the world, so the killer is born with obsession.

It was a willpower that would never change until death.

Condense the edge of life, the sharp blade of killing.

The enemy who lives for the sake of killing, kills everything in order to survive, and gradually evolves into a killing machine.

Robots are ruthless, cold-blooded and brutal, living in a single program.

The killing program combines flesh and blood, bone marrow and soul, and the whole person is an obsessive steel knife.

The steel knife is hard and unbending, this is the fate of the killer.

His fate is more special, he has been killing for going home all the time, going home is his obsession, the root of life, and the soul is broken.

In the depths of his heart, he adheres to a sentence: love in life, a happy life!

Happiness is ordinary.

There is no need for high-ranking officials, and the literature and wealth are the best in the world.

Happiness is just sharing the joys and sorrows with the family, sharing every minute and every second of life experience, imprinting the melody of life continuity, and playing the music of happiness and health.

Home and everything is prosperous, that is happiness.

When all families are healthy, it is harmony.

The prosperity of the country comes from a harmonious society, which is great happiness.

He doesn't have a great mind, he just wants to have a harmonious little family, enjoy a human life and live a stable life.

He had been praying and looking forward to the day from beginning to end.

Countless days and nights of waiting, hard work, perseverance, never give up......

After several times of loss, confusion, hesitation, sadness, blood and tears, he did not give up his desire for family affection.

How can Takemoto be empty if he has no intention of encountering the festival, that is the fate of the killer.

The killer is the same as bamboo, like an empty life section by section, and he is still a hollow person every time he encounters death.

He is born with love and does not be a hollow person.

Xue Fei intends to come back again every year, he laughs at himself and thinks that this is his life.

The desire is as holy and immaculate as snowflakes, to clothe the mountains and rivers with holy washing dirt, to serve as a foil for the trees and flowers, to cover the winter wheat and increase the harvest of the coming year......

Life is short, and the grass and trees are autumn.

To be a person should be a useful, meaningful, and nostalgic person who leaves a nostalgic imprint on humanity and nature.

Instead of living in the gutter as a rat that everyone shouts and beats, poisonous insects, and defective products that endanger natural human beings, it is a scumbag man.

The one who will never see the light.

He misses his relatives, wants to see the light, just wants to go home to live a warm life, and is extremely eager for the dawn to come.

It's coming, it's coming.

The dawn that I had been waiting for for eighteen years had come.

But he was scared.

Sister Fen is the holy angel, his guiding light, the only hope to return home.

I have prayed for countless days and nights for that ray of light, illuminating the countenance and burning the righteous sunshine of the heart.

At that moment, he saw the sun through the clouds, and the glow penetrated his mind, and he felt that he was ignited by the angel clothed in the glow, and he was about to soar to the fairy world, fluttering.

Suddenly like a dream, I couldn't help myself, at that moment Sister Fen was his savior, the bright and holy fairy grass that he had to grasp even if he died.

On the contrary, it is also frightened, panicked, and the fear that trembles to the very marrow of the soul.

He was afraid of killing Sister Fen, and he was even more afraid of breaking his thoughts and returning to the right path.

Because Sister Fen came to save him with divine light, and there was a great and bright organization behind him, it was a hammer deal.

There is no chance of a new over.

The only chance to return.

If you fail, you will sink forever in an endless hell.

Eternal life and eternal life can't turn over, that's his nightmare.

Although he knew that there was always only one chance in the killer's world, victory would be life, and defeat would be death, but Sister Fen was too perfect.

Perfect dialysis of his life, mind.

She is also a woman of extreme beauty, a perfect and holy goddess.

He felt the ultimate panic.

Because the poison group world is cold-blooded and ruthless, and it is filthy to the point of outrageousness, Sister Fen goes undercover to be a moth to the fire.

For the sake of Sister Fen, the moth, he was crazy, confused, inferior, and trembling for three months on the mission.

Jinwu Zangjiao, who fought and killed many people for the goddess, he has no regrets.

In order to go home, for the light, for the slightest hint of extravagant hope for Sister Fen's thoughts, fighting to the death.

A breath remains, and the fight continues.

There is love in the heart, fighting for the future.

Facing a bright future, he has no regrets in this life.

It's a pity, it's a pity that he failed in the end.

Just one step away, one step clean and complete.

He is not reconciled, and he is not reconciled to death!

Sister Fen is his life, his soul of light, just broken, broken?

Have a Scud homing bomb blow to pieces?

shattered the dreams of a lifetime, the way home, and parted with relatives.

Blown up the bright way home, drowned in the sea.

But is he unwilling, unwilling to die as a filthy identity that has not yet seen the light, and live to the body of a dog?

Was the dream of the past and present just a luxury?

Is it so difficult to see the light and return to your family?

After eighteen years of praying for the dawn, is the path of light broken?

Is this the angel of righteousness and light, the goddess of the heart, the soul of light, and the lover of a crush gone?

No, for the sake of the light, never give up, follow Sister Fen to heaven to continue to defend the path of light, and fight until the soul is gone......

He did not admit defeat and followed the soul of light and his sister Fen......

At one point he woke up, thinking that he would not live anymore, and that life without the soul of light would be better than death.

When a heavenly sound pulled back to his senses.

When the familiar figure that makes the soul tremble violates the righteous image of the soul of light.

Beware of the image of defending justice and maintaining lovers in your mind, thinking about the bright and smooth path that has not yet been corrected in the desperate struggle of the past.

When the soul melts the lover, incarnate the lover to find the way back to the soul.

When all this was blown to pieces again, he went crazy and thought to the marrow: "Die, die!"