Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Human Heart
"Ants can also hurt people."
Luo Yu's words fell, Lao Qi's expression froze, and he said gloomily.
"I have my concerns, but don't push me, otherwise I don't mind breaking each other's squads."
Luo Yu shrugged his shoulders with a smile on his face.
"I don't mind either, I trust them."
Hearing this, Lao Qi suddenly clenched the military thorn in his hand, his eyes were full of murderous intent all over the place, but he slowly let go after a while, said the word 'go' unwillingly, and turned to leave.
The remaining three people glanced at each other, and two of them helped Chen Shuai up and kept up with Lao Qi's footsteps.
Lao Qi naturally has his concerns, although he doesn't know Wu Qingfeng's plan for the time being, but the retention of high-end combat power is a must, if there are personnel losses in this battle with Luo Yu, he is afraid that he will not be able to deal with the next problems.
After all, Wu Qingfeng's plan was very large, and it could be seen from the monsters that gradually gathered outside K City, and Lao Qi didn't dare to be unprepared for this, two people had already died in a moment, and he couldn't afford to be killed or injured at all.
On the roof of a broken house, the old man Zhang Jiang looked at all this with a smile, and saw the old man turn around and leave, the smile was deeper, and the old man Gao Ke behind him climbed onto the roof with great difficulty, and looked at the old brother Zhang Jiang with a smile on his face, and said.
"That little guy Luo Yu won, look at how happy you are, like an old chrysanthemum, quickly converge and converge."
Zhang Jiang gradually restrained his smile and spoke.
"The more I look at this little guy, the more I like it, but I still need to grow, but this is a long way to go, and there will be many ups and downs, who knows?"
"The breeze and willows, the fragrance of flowers and birds, after all, is the state of mind of a young man in peacetime. But in the current troubled times, what kind of mood will you have as a teenager? I'm afraid that the blood is flowing and you can't help yourself, which is the true portrayal of your heart. ”
Hearing this, the smile on Gao Ke's face also retracted, sighed faintly, and spoke.
"The blood is flowing like a river, the bones are buried in the mountain, the weather is cold, the blade is even worse, when should the farce of life end, these children really shouldn't be burdened with this."
Zhang Jiang raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun in the sky, and said with a lonely expression.
"No one should have to carry this on their backsadd. It's just that things have happened, and it's useless to escape, only to use the knife in your hand to cut a balance for this troubled world. ”
After the words fell, the old man Zhang Jiang grabbed Gao Ke and jumped off the roof and walked the way he came.
Gao Ke also glanced at the sun, sighed again, and spoke quietly.
"The troubled times are now, the people are injured, the blood is shedding, and the people are panicking.
The east family is broken, the west family is ruined, and it is difficult to return the gunsmoke.
People's hearts are cold, the weather is colder, and the years are quiet and joking.
The blood is a river, the bones are buried in the mountain, and the magnificent mountains and rivers are no longer gone.
Parents and children are abandoned, children are easy to eat, and human ethics are often broken and broken.
The day before yesterday was warm, yesterday was warm, and the family reunion will be seen in the dream.
When the sky is bright and the moon appears, the horse's hooves are extinguished and stepped on again. ”
"Kid, are you okay? I ......"
The sound faded away until it finally disappeared.
Wu Qingfeng smiled, the scene in front of him really made him feel good, although Chen Shuai was injured, it did not affect the development of the follow-up plan, and this team has now died two people, and the combat power has been damaged, so there will definitely be a lot less obstruction to the next plan.
More important things, what the chameleon needed to do before, has been done now.
Wu Qingfeng felt that the plan could be completely launched, and it was time for him Wu Qingfeng to control K City and win the world.
As for the development of this plan, what kind of turmoil it will bring to K City, and how many people will lose their lives because of this plan are completely out of the scope of Wu Qingfeng's consideration.
All he Wu Qingfeng wants is reputation, power, and extremely powerful strength, as long as he can get these, what if he Wu Qingfeng grovels, what about the scoundrel, the history books have always been a blank sheet of paper smeared by the victors at will.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wu Qingfeng turned around and left, there was no point in staying here, but when he turned around and saw Wu Qingyu on another dilapidated high-rise building, his figure paused, and then turned around with a wry smile, just muttering in his heart.
"Since ancient times, there have not been many white bones buried under that throne, and how many of them are connected by flesh and blood, who can say? There is no family affection in the emperor's house, I understand, brother, what about you? ”
Watching Wu Qingfeng turn around and leave, Wu Qingyu looked a little lonely, and finally gritted his teeth, sighed, and turned around and left.
Glancing at Zhang Yun standing behind him, Wu Qingyu walked forward without any words.
He Wu Qingyu has always treated women like clothes, discarded at will, and treated everyone like women, but he can't be ruthless with his younger brother, who has depended on each other since childhood and grew up supporting each other.
In those dark years, how many thorns he and this brother walked through, how many times they supported each other, and how ruthlessly.
He couldn't forget the scene when Qingfeng knelt at the doctor's door that day, begging the doctor to save him, and the picture of helping each other away under the sunset, even after so many years, he still remembered it as fresh as ever, it was the only little scarlet left in his Wu Qingyu's dark heart.
Compared with power and family affection, he cares more about his younger brother who has been dependent on him since he was a child.
"Half a life of ups and downs is now in sight, and the sound of dogs and horses is gone. That's it, Qingfeng, what if this K city is given to you, just win the sword in my hand, otherwise how can you make me willing. ”
As we walked farther and farther, a little voice came, and before anyone could hear it, it dissipated into the wind.
Seeing Wu Qingyu turn around and leave, Zhang Yun lowered her head and looked at the little guy in her arms, a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but a drop of water dripped down.
Stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, Zhang Yun had mixed feelings in her heart, the sixth child disappeared without a trace after the rebellion, she was really afraid that the sixth child would never go back like this.
Chen Yun had some complaints in his heart about the sixth child leaving their mother and son to defect, but thinking of what happened to them, these complaints gradually dissipated.
Now she believes that the sixth child must have a last resort to leave, otherwise she will not leave their mother and son alone, because the sixth child will never do things like this.
Looking at the little guy in her arms, Zhang Yun felt a little warmth in her heart, she felt that no matter what happened in this world, having this little guy would always give her hope, so what if the road ahead was pitch black? In her heart, this little guy is the guiding light of her life, guiding her to the darkness without stopping.
'Bang', the little guy in Zhang Yun's arms cried again, his voice was very loud, and he sounded full of energy.
A hint of doting appeared on his face, and softly coaxed the little guy in his arms, Zhang Yun walked home in the daylight