Hong Lei seems to have returned to the day when he created a record of the horizontal bar around the abdomen of the military region.

That was also the most memorable day in this life, except for getting married and having children.

Hong Lei likes to wrap the horizontal bar around his abdomen.

Only this subject can not fight for skills and talent, but only need to grit your teeth, persevere, and enjoy the pain.

"One thousand and one! One thousand and two! One thousand and three! ”

His comrades-in-arms gathered in a circle, counted for him, and cheered loudly.

Hong Lei winds around, around, around.

"Special forces? Don't be silly! Leizi, you are the best soldier I have ever led, you are diligent enough, willing to work hard, and honest and obedient, even if it is difficult and complicated, you can't learn it ten times, you can't learn it a hundred times if you can't learn it ten times, even if you really can't learn it, it makes people can't bear to scold you, really, in peacetime, you are the best soldier, if you fight the earthquake and provide relief, maybe you can become a hero.

"But the special forces are different, this time the Earth Army has set up ten new special forces, and they are all to be selected...... A real soldier is one who kills.

"Do you know why you work so hard, and you still can't practice a lot of subjects, because you don't have a murderous aura, and you're not psychologically prepared to kill at all - it's not your fault, 99% of people don't, even if they wear military uniforms and receive militarized training, they are still stronger ordinary people.

"Only 1% of people can break through the limits of their psychology and turn themselves into bloodthirsty monsters, ruthless machines, murderous demons, and can not hesitate to break the neck of a living fellow of the same kind, only such people are qualified to join the special forces!

"Don't practice, Leizi, if you practice again, something will happen, your problem is not technology, but psychology, this can't be changed in a lifetime, don't you understand?"

Hong Lei didn't understand.

He went around and around, and around, and around.

"You suffered a compression fracture of your lumbar vertebrae, almost injured your nerves, and now although you are barely recovering, you are not suitable for high-intensity and heavy physical exercise - your current physical condition is no longer suitable for front-line combat troops, have you ever considered joining the engineering army?

"Go to the engineering army, learn to operate and maintain construction machinery, have a skill, and return to society in the future to have something to eat, this is the best arrangement, right?"

Hong Lei didn't know.

He went around and around, and around, and around.

"Leizi, I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours, ah...... Ah......h

He trembled, excited, gasped, and went around and around, and around.

"Dad, hahahaha, come and get me, you stupid dad!"

He laughed, grimaced, pretended to be angry and roared, he opened his teeth and claws, chased after his son, he went around and around, and around.

"Go away, you killed your mother, and your mother was angry with you, angry to death!"

His mouth was wide open, his mouth was dry, and he was at a loss for what to do.

"Mr. Hong, we understand your feelings very well, we are also as sad and angry as you, we want to find the truth, we have invested the most elite forces to search for the murderer, and we will definitely bring the real murderer to justice, so please understand, we are ...... for the time being. You can't see Ling Lang's body, there is a lot of evidence, and some paranormal phenomena are involved...... In short, thank you for your cooperation, please believe in the law, believe in the authorities, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

He has always believed in the law, in the authorities, in the ...... Justice.

He went around and around, and around, and around.

"It's a record, it's a record!"

One thousand three hundred twenty-two, one thousand three hundred twenty-three, one thousand three hundred twenty-four, one thousand three hundred twenty-five! Long live Leizi, long live, long live! “

That year, that day, the sky was blue, the sun was shining, he and his wife had not yet met, and Xiaofei was neither born nor dead.

At that time, his teeth were white, his skin was dark, his smile was bright, his every joint was intact, every morning was as hard as iron, and he still believed in hope, in the organization, in the law, in justice, in that tomorrow would be better and better, and in the bright and bright ahead.

He fell off the horizontal bar and fell into the arms of his comrades, fainting with great happiness.

……

When he woke up, Hong Lei found that he was too sad and fell in front of the tombstone of his wife and children, and had been lying for three or four hours.

The sky was dark, the rain was like a waterfall, it was not Qingming or the winter solstice, and even the cemetery keeper didn't bother to run into such a remote cemetery, and he was not even discovered.

"What is this?"

Hong Lei found that there was a pool of black vomit in front of him, slimy like some kind of gelatin.

My body is really getting worse and worse, and I actually vomit such a thing.

Hong Lei muttered to himself, habitually rubbing his joints.

He was already suffering from a long illness, and his joints hurt to death every rainy day, not to mention lying in the heavy rain cemetery for so long, and his joints were more like being inserted into thousands of ...... Icicle......

Hong Lei was surprised to find that his joints, muscles and bones did not hurt at all.

Not only did it hurt, but the whole body was full of explosive power, like returning to a dream, the youth of twenty or thirty years ago.

No, it's a hundred times stronger than when you were young!

"What's going on?"

Hong Lei blinked, looking at the tombstone in the distance and was stunned.

Then he found that he could read the words on the tombstone.

"First...... Mother...... Cao ...... Feng ...... Good...... The Tomb? ”

In the blink of an eye, yes, he could clearly see every word on any tombstone on the opposite hillside, at least two or three hundred meters away, on a rainy night!

Hong Lei raised his arm, gestured the shape of the pistol with his fingers, and aimed at the tombstone opposite.

In an instant, every shooting training he had received in his life, including the trajectory of every bullet, was vividly presented in his mind.

"Smack."

Hong Lei's index finger bent slightly.

He developed a strong conviction, even strong enough to form a clear picture in his mind, if he had a gun in his hand, even a pistol with an effective range of no more than 100 meters, he could accurately hit the smallest word on the opposite tombstone.

This feeling is too weird.

Hong Lei felt in a trance, his feet slipped, and he fell to the next floor.

This cemetery, built against the mountain, resembles a gray terrace.

The higher you go, the more tiring it is to walk and the cheaper it is.

The tomb of Hong Lei's wife and children is on the top layer of the cemetery, with a height difference of nearly 100 meters, and it is no joke to fall down on its back.

Unexpectedly, just as he fell backwards, his body reacted instinctively, and all the militarized training he received twenty or thirty years ago broke out in an instant, just like "opening his mind", increasing his strength, agility and reaction by a hundredfold.

He was like a cat falling from a nine-story building, fine-tuning his posture precisely in mid-air, from falling to running, from running to sprinting, like a wisp of smoke, jumping from the rows of tombstones, and in only three seconds, he jumped to the ground with a drop of 100 meters, and stood firmly.

Hong Lei covered his heart.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The heartbeat was low and powerful, like the beat of a drum from hell, not chaotic at all.

Taking a deep breath, Hong Lei exerted his legs, stepped out a few criss-crossing cracks on the ground, and it took another three seconds to cross countless tombstones and return to the top of the mountain, in front of the tombstones of his wife and children.

Hong Lei sat in front of his wife and children, lit a cigarette with some trembling, and sensed the madness of various killing techniques in his mind.

Stretching out his hands, the warm-up just now made him sweat a fine layer, but the sweat was also the same as vomit, sticky black gelatin.

"Wife, Xiaofei, are you with me, is this your spirit in the sky, what do you ...... me What has become of it? ”

Hong Lei trembled, grabbed with both hands, and grabbed the small pebbles next to the tomb.

With a slight force, the black gas that swirled around the palm of his hand became thicker, and the pebbles instantly turned into fine powder, sliding from his fingers like gravel, and disappeared without a trace under the rain.

Like, those happy and beautiful days.

Hong Lei grabbed one stone after another, pinched them all into fine sand, and disappeared with the wind.

He just watched and watched and watched for a long time.

Half of the originally white hair has returned to black, black and white are staggered, looking more and more depressed and embarrassed.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man laughed.

He stood up, put the last stick of incense on his wife and children, and solemnly bowed three times.

Then, kneeling on the tomb, holding the two names on the cold tombstone, he kissed him deeply.

Finally, he retrieved a swarthy photo from the basin where the paper money was burned.

The family portrait is no longer visible, only three black silhouettes remain.

He inserted the picture into his heart, straightened his back, and left the cemetery, never looking back.