Chapter Ninety-Seven: Becoming a King and Defeating a Villain

The dull sound of footsteps echoed through the valley, and it sounded particularly harsh on the silent mountain paths.

Nighthawk silently counted his steps! The dull footsteps were chaotic and rhythmless, but there was a slight lightness mixed with a subtle sound. The pace was very slow, and gradually paced towards the church halfway up the hill.

"Two old ones with a master!" Almost a murmur, Nighthawk whispered to the bull beside him.

Da Niu looked cruelly excited, and kept pulling the grass under him! The big bad guy who is about to kill them and have no place to bury them is finally about to appear! And there were only three of them. The excitement of slashing this villain is about to blow the big bull's head like a balloon.

Under the moonlight, the silver-haired general stepped over the last step tremblingly with the support of the young man beside him, panting and greeting the old man who was almost unable to move behind him, and said with a smile: "Liu Changshan, I said you can hurry up." You think you were still a scout! Why did you become so virtuous when you get old? ”

In the laughter and scolding, Liu Changshan was like a hobbling old cow, and slowly moved to the general's side. sat down on the ground and didn't leave as if he were a fool. Just gasped and said, "Old thing! You're no better, and you don't have to be helped! We're old, I'm still old, unlike you, you're still busy with this and that all day long, tired or not. ”

The general laughed and said narrowly: "Then haven't you been busy with me for most of your life!" If you were so open-minded, you wouldn't have been born and died with my old arms and legs. Liu Changshan's face turned red, and he held back for a long time before he shouted: "Old thing, that was also put on the thief ship by you." You and I want to! If it weren't for the happiness of our children and grandchildren! Hmph, I've already gone back to enjoy Qingfu! ”

Looking at the quibbles of his old friends on the ground, the general was noncommittal, and could only laugh: "Let's go!" Don't keep people waiting. ”

The young man who was originally supporting the general helped Liu Changshan, who was sitting on the ground, with a wicked smile on his face, patted the dirt on his body for him, and walked side by side behind the general towards the church.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the general stopped! Without any precautions, Liu Changshan, who was still nagging in his mouth, bumped into the general's back headlong and didn't have time to complain. The heavy and powerful hands of the young relatives were already pressed tightly on his shoulders.

Liu Changshan looked through the general's slightly aged shoulders. In the moonlight, by the dilapidated church. Two leisurely, self-pouring people were looking at them with a smile.

For the two people who suddenly broke into view, the general regained his composure from the initial shock. The cold face couldn't show half an expression. Only with the clenched fists and slightly trembling bodies of the relatives of the young relatives, Liu Changshan could detect it. Danger is coming.

"Hello, Director! Long time no see! It's hard to meet you! I almost died nine times a lifetime! Lao Zhou stood up with a relaxed face, laughing and looking at the general. In Liu Changshan's view, this look is a reunion of old friends, and he can't see the danger at all.

The general also smiled slightly, and walked slowly towards Lao Zhou: "You kid is really fateful!" It's like a bed bug, you can't kill it. Unexpectedly, we still have to live to meet one day! Why, how many guns are pointed at me now! ”

Liu Changshan was startled, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he couldn't help but look around timidly. He finally knew that now he was in danger and his life was in danger at any time. But around the black hole, not even half a shadow could be seen. Liu Changshan could only sweat and secretly pray that things would not be too bad!

Lao Zhou smiled, and asked with a painful and regretful face: "General! Director! Old Chief! Why, all this why? Why a warrior who dedicated his life to the republic! When you are old, you have to sell the faith you have believed in all your life? ”

Lao Zhou was in great pain, but the general smiled and asked mockingly, "Are you afraid?" ”

Lao Zhou Zhen said with a solemn face: "I can get to this point today completely by following your footsteps." Without you, I might have been that disheartened scout! You are my enlightenment, my teacher, and my guide! If you need to, my life can be handed over to you at any time! But not after you betrayed your homeland! ”

Lao Zhou said in a loud voice. Facing the white-haired old man in front of him who guided him all the way, Lao Zhou stared at him tightly. He didn't understand this once-ideal and glorious combination. Why is it now the hand of sin?

The general nodded and said with a slight smile: "I know you're not afraid!" Just as I did when I first met you! You are a fierce soldier who treats your enemies like demons and your comrades like brothers. It is precisely because of this that I chose you, chose you, completed the great cause for me, and fulfilled the dream in my heart. ”

"Dreams? Is it your dream to destroy our great rivers and mountains with those separatists and terrorists? Is it your dream to personally destroy the cause for which we have paid a sigh of relief? Is your dream to pave the way for your unrealistic tomorrow with the lives of countless comrades-in-arms? Bah! Bullshit dreams! You're just lying! Lao Zhou was already in tears, facing the idol in his heart, Lao Zhou felt that the original ideal was gone. The teacher deceived him.

The general was slightly stunned, as if he had touched something sad. But then he returned to normal, and said in a calm tone: "Since ancient times, thousands of years have been tyrannical, and one will succeed in ten thousand bones." The day I succeed, their deaths are no longer so worthless! They are all sacrificed for the ideals and future of the new world! Those who live under the New World will always remember their exploits. ”

"What a bastard you're in!" Lao Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the general fan.

"Smack. Syllable! Two voices rang out. Blood slowly flowed from the corner of the general's mouth. The young man behind him stood to the side clutching his right hand in pain, blood gushing from his wrist. But he didn't snort, his eyes were fixed on the nighthawk slowly walking out of the church woods. In Nighthawk's hand, the smoke of the pistol has not yet dissipated!

Lao Zhou glanced at Nighthawk gratefully. If it weren't for Nighthawk, he would have been punched by the young man when he slapped the general just now. The general's face was stiff, and after a slap, he couldn't see any expression on his face, only that he felt colder.

Liu Changshan was fighting with his teeth behind him, and he was terribly scared. It is said that people always cherish their lives, and it is not false to him at all. But when he saw his old friend being beaten, he still trembled and stepped forward, trembling and said, "You, you don't have to, hit him!" People make mistakes! He's so old, just let him go! ”

"Shut up!" Liu Changshan shuddered violently, and in a blink of an eye, he looked at his old friend with an unbelievable look on his face, and was glaring at him angrily. After so many years, the general has never been angry with this old friend, but today Liu Changshan is like seeing an evil ghost, and he doesn't know this old friend with white hair at all. I couldn't help but stand aside in astonishment, speechless for a long time.

The general turned his face fiercely and said resolutely: "Win the king and defeat the king." You're the winners, kill me! But please let him go! He pointed to Liu Changshan, who looked sluggish: "He has nothing to do with the whole thing, he's just a little errand boy!" As for me, do whatever you want! ”

Closing his eyes slightly, the general had a resigned expression.

Wen Ye slowly stood up, patted the angry old Zhou, and said to the general, "I want to know why you chose this path?" ”

The general opened his eyes and looked at Master Wen with a deep face. Suddenly, he laughed, and the smile was so miserable: "It turned out to be you!" Hahahaha! I said how could I have lost so inexplicably and in such a mess! Hahahaha! This time, I died willingly! It's all retribution! The general laughed bitterly. Nighthawk and Lao Zhou couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Master Wen. But Wen Ye's face was cold and abnormal, and there was no trace of abnormality.

"You haven't answered my question yet! Why? Will you choose this path? Master Wen asked lightly.

The general's laughter stopped suddenly, his eyes were blood-red, and he glared at Wen Ye and said, "You should have understood this thirty years ago!" Do you still need to ask me? You ghost who can't die, do you still want to throw a sigh of relief for this government that has harmed you all your life? Have you forgotten those who died? ”

The general's almost mournful cry shook those present. Nighthawk and Lao Zhou felt as if they were in a thick pool of mist, and they were tightly pulled down by the general's words! There is no chance of struggling.

Wen Ye suddenly smiled slightly, and under the general's crazy expression, he said firmly: "Because I know that that is their ideal, and it is also my ideal!" I want to live for those who die! Unlike you, you betrayed your faith and betrayed your loyal motherland! Even more betrayed "him!" "Even if you go down there, you won't be able to see him." After saying that, Wen Ye turned around and went straight down the mountain, no longer paying attention to the general who was as stunned as a wooden chicken.

"I betrayed" him ". I betrayed "him"! The general kept chanting Master Wen's words, and spun around in a frenzied manner. After a long time, he stopped under the surprised gaze of everyone, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"You idiot! A sucker! What have you done in your life? Suddenly, the general went limp and fell to his knees and began to cry.

Nighthawk and Old Zhou looked at each other, not knowing which string the old man was pulling wrong, crying for a while and laughing for a while. But it is certain that his current virtue has a lot to do with what Master Wen just said.

The general gradually stopped crying, shook off the support of the young man and Liu Changshan around him, and stood up tremblingly, his eyes fixed on Lao Zhou and Nighthawk.

"Nothing to say! Wrong is wrong! I'm a dead to death anyway! But these two people really have nothing to do with everything! Let them go! ”

The general suddenly smiled! Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body fell backwards violently.

"Oh no, he's poisoned!" Lao Zhou shouted, and pounced on him with an arrow. Touching the general's pulse, he stood up and shook his head with a sigh: "Potassium cyanide, it's not saved!" ”

Liu Changshan and the injured young man threw themselves on the general's corpse together, and the cry of grief resounded throughout the valley!

Nighthawk suddenly saw that under the moonlight, the general's face was still smiling before he died, without half pain, as if he was relieved. He didn't think of the horror of death, perhaps he had long been accustomed to the company of death.

Master Wen had disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and Nighthawk was chasing his back. But it's long been imperceptible. A qiē can only disappear forever in front of this dilapidated church with the death of the general and the departure of Master Wen.