Time passed quickly, and more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

On the plains of the border with Myanmar, Sangtuo was running exhausted and sweating profusely, and in the sunset, he knew that he was not running for youth, but for life.

I have no confidence to say that running in the sunset, it is the lost youth.

At this time, Santo even wanted to stop and die.

However, he didn't dare, he wanted to live, no one would really not be afraid of death, and he Santuo was the same.

Minden is an "international broker", he likes to smoke cigars, in order to sit in his target's seat, he has squatted on the trumpet, killed people, sold teammates, sold girls, smuggled laundry detergent, kidnapped rich people, ** young girls, molested old women......!

And he Santuo is the right and left hand who has always been loyal to Minden, and he has participated in almost all of Minden's crimes.

Therefore, Santo can be said to be the second-in-command of Minden's illegal pharmaceutical company, and now that Minden is dead, his good days are coming.

He kept saying that to himself.

However, now that he thinks about it, Sang Tuo couldn't help but laugh miserably.

There will always be mistakes in life, and he Sangtuo is not a good person, so he makes more mistakes, but in this life, the thing he regrets the most is that he shot when he could have run away.

Why are you so cheap?

Why shoot?

Can't you just run away neatly?

Alas!

It's too late to say anything!

Thinking of this, Sang Tuo couldn't help but feel a little desperate, and he glanced back at the distance behind him.

"Look at what, run, dare to stop, Lao Tzu will shoot you to death!"

Behind Sang Tuo, about a distance of ten or twenty meters, a simple jeep roared quickly behind him, and it was Fang Qiong who was sitting in the car.

Fang Qiong had a cigarette in his mouth and drove the jeep scoldingly, one of his hands holding a gun and waving it twice.

Such a scene made Sangtuo even more desperate.

Good plain, why did a jeep suddenly appear?

Sangtuo was puzzled.

Could it be that he is really an immortal?

In Myanmar, Sangtuo knows Chinese, because the primary and secondary school textbooks in many areas of Myanmar are copied from Yunding Province, China.

Because of this, he vaguely heard those Chinese special forces say the word immortal, so he paid attention to it in his heart.

What is an immortal?

It's a god, it's a legend, it's an inconceivably great being.

Originally, Sang Tuo was an atheist, but Fang Qiong suddenly made a jeep out of nothing, and chased him for more than an hour because of this, which made Sang Tuo can't help but start believing in the existence of immortals in the world.

If it's not a god, who can create something out of thin air?

Not a fairy, who can catch a bullet with bare hands?

It's not a fairy, who would be idle and hurt, and he could kill himself at any time along the way, but he chased himself for more than an hour in a car?

The more he thought about it, the more Sang Tuo felt weak, and finally, he slammed into the ground, shaking and gasping for breath.

"I think I Sang Tuo was also a professionally trained elite in his early years, even if it was a special soldier, I might not look down on it, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would die at the hands of the gods in Huaxia."

Sang Tuo smiled bitterly, gasped, and said such a sentence slowly.

At this time, Fang Qiong's car had stopped in front of him, Fang Qiong got out of the car, walked in front of Sang Tuo with a frown, and stepped on Sang Tuo's chest.

"Before you die, you have to pretend to be forced, tell me, how addicted you are!"

With a sneer, a cold light flashed in Fang Qiong's eyes.

For those who dare to do it to themselves, Fang Qiong will never let go, what he wants in his life is not to live forever, therefore, the person who wants his life is definitely provoking his most fundamental principle.

"Immortal, kill me, I really can't run."

Santo gasped, his face flushed, and his clothes were soaked with a lot of sweat.

As for the AK rifle in his hand, as well as some experimental data on his back, he was still on the road a long time ago, and there was no way, no matter who ran for more than an hour, he couldn't stand it anymore.

No matter how light a gun is, it weighs a few pounds.

Not to mention the bullets, like a burning stick.

"Immortals?"

Fang Qiong couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then showed a hint of a smile.

The ghost fairy, the jeep was picked up in the PUBG Battle Royale when he was playing the game earlier, and the game, if you want to find a car, it's very simple.

I didn't expect that the first time I experimented with game items, I was actually regarded as a fairy.

Thinking of this, a slight glint flashed in Fang Qiong's eyes, and then he stared at Sang Tian and said, "Tell me, what is your origin, and what position you hold under Minden, if you are useful to me, maybe I will spare you from death!" ”

"Useful, useful!"

Sang Tuo's originally desperate eyes showed a look of hope, he looked at Fang Qiong, and said urgently: "I am the second-in-command of Minden's subordinates, I have all the power of Minden in Myanmar, and now that he is dead, as long as the gods are willing to let me go, I will listen to you in the future, be a dog under you, and I will definitely help you receive all the forces of Minden." ”

"Oh?"

Fang Qiong's eyes couldn't help but light up when he heard this, then he looked at Sang Tuo and asked, "What do you want?" ”

"I don't want anything, just live!"

"That's not good, someone on our side is principled, and, now you say that, just because my life is in my hands, it won't be like that in the future, say, what do you want?"

Fang Qiong shook his head and said.

"You...... Is that true? Sang Tuo's dim eyes gradually brightened.

"That's right!"

Fang Qiong nodded and said, "I don't believe that anyone will only give without asking for anything in return, this kind of person is either forced to do so, or he wants to be bigger, so, tell your dreams!" ”

"My Dream ——?"

Sang Tuo's eyes gradually drifted when he heard this, he had experienced life and death, and experienced this terrifying battle royale that lasted for more than an hour, his understanding of life and his attitude towards the future were completely different.

The scenes of the past passed in front of him, and Sang Tuo re-examined his past, only to find that he could be so bad, bad pus, bad to the bones.

Killing, looting, selling laundry detergent, and even kidnapping, extortion, **.

He has done almost all the crimes that people say he has done.

Why did you become such a person?

He couldn't help but think and ask himself.

In the end, he found the answer, because of his family, no feelings, because his family was too poor, because he couldn't eat.

A family is like a lifeless labor machine, with nothing but labor and complaining.

Even if he developed later and his family was better, when he treated his wife and children, why wasn't he the same as before?

Wrong, everything, wrong!

"I want to be an ordinary person, to be a person like those good men who live at home in your Huaxia!"

After a moment of silence, Santo finally realized what he wanted.

However, when these words were placed in Fang Qiong's ears, it was different.

With a flicker of eyes, Fang Qiong stared at Sang Tuo.

You're stupid, aren't you?

To be an ordinary person? A good man who still lives at home?

So what am I keeping you for?

Mom's retarded!