In fact, the drama of life has never been better than any drama itself, but the "actors" in it are not aware of it, but perhaps this most "natural" performance is the most wonderful reason for the drama of life.

The towering Schweyton had been a witness to the war, and he was naturally happy to remove all filth from the moon. This was not only determined by his status as a marshal and his position as commander, on the contrary, it was precisely because of this that he became the commander of the gendarmerie command and ascended to the throne of marshal.

Because he has experienced history and knows the ruthless inertia of fate in this world, the power of the rampage is unstoppable. And he is one of the few people who clearly knows the terrible history of 400 years ago, and naturally does his best to prevent history from repeating itself.

The sense of accomplishment of being able to turn history into another and let fate flash to his waist made Schwitton look straight ahead without hesitation and move forward boldly.

Maybe he is not alone, those giants may have their own calculations, but without exception, they all firmly believe in the New Year in their hearts and practice the future in their minds.

However, what Schwitton didn't know was that history would only favor those favored by fate, and the future he wanted to hold on to was right under his nose, in the silver-white giant city not far in front of him, in his sight at the foot of the mountain.

He doesn't know at this time, he doesn't know in the future, he never knows, and even the people in it don't know, they don't know now, they don't know in the future.

Overlooking this historical intersection, only the director of this drama himself, but fate is never silent, even if it is choked by the throat, it will not make any sound.

The "former fat man" who passed by Lu An never knew the moment when he passed by the intersection of fate. In a person's life, there are countless times to look back or pass by, but in these countless intertwined passes, there may be hidden other people's lives, other people's fate, and even fate itself is hidden in it, hidden in the countless times that countless people pass by.

At this moment, Lu An has no consciousness of being a historical intersection at all.

Even if he looks back on the past countless times in the future, he will never think of such an ordinary and ordinary moment, and he never knows that fate will whizz by in this passing by, spreading along the veins of these three people to all those related to them, and finally infiltrating into the huge network of the entire human society, so that the future will poke its head out at this moment.

It's as if the great prophet, when he jokingly wrote the first word of "The Interstellar Age" more than 400 years ago, he would never have imagined that fate would play a joke on the entire history of mankind, turning over all the previous chapters of mankind and throwing mankind into the vast space.

The moment when the future, the present, and history meet, is the moment when fate waves its fingers and moves the drama of life.

However, the end of history, the beginning of the future, at the moment of convergence, is often prosaic in reality, and no one perceives the wonderful, only fate itself can see.

At this moment, Lu An was just carrying his own drink, with some random and chaotic thoughts in his heart, casually passing by people, causing a trace of waves and then quickly disappearing. Those things of the past, the future, all the things he carried, were still nowhere to be seen at this time, but they had come quietly.

At this moment, Lu An only cares about the place he will go to next, with a wrong but beautiful expectation of the future in his heart.

It's just that fate always likes to joke and stuff people with something they don't want but seem to have a better future.

The "former fat man" who walked by had just said goodbye to Schweedon, and his heart was full of jealousy, resentment, and expectation.

Naturally, he didn't know all this, he didn't even notice this passing by, not even the slightest ripple on Lu An's body.

And not far from the two passing by, just behind Lu An, there was a one-man show being staged.

This real one-man show that no one in life paid attention to, but only fate knew what a wonderful turn it was, as if it were its most satisfying stroke of genius, which ceremoniously gave it a place on the stage, and specially arranged a performance for it at the intersection of fate.

It's just that fate still doesn't tell everyone.

Even the actors of this one-man show only think that they have dutifully completed this one-man show, and they do not know what a wonderful performance they have contributed to a grand historical drama.

He ignored what fate had rewarded him in the future, thinking in his heart that he had already received the reward, and that he would think so in the future.

At this time, he sat outside the coffee shop with his head down, as if he was really depressed.

He lowered his head, and no one saw his lips open, except for those behind him who were listening to him.

"Why are you here in person today?"

The gendarme, who seemed to sit down casually, waved his hand to signal the waiter to come over, and said imperceptibly:

"A purple incubation order has been issued from above, and the organization has now been disbanded, and I am here to inform you. From this moment on, all members of District 51 must cut off contact with their respective uplines, patiently lurk for inheritance, and wait for the blue resurrection order. ”

"Blue Resurrection Order?" He rubbed his dripping hair.

"Yes. Until then, don't trust anyone and don't come into contact with people in any organization. ”

"What about the people who were arrested before? The sixth batch has just arrived. ”

"It's a pity, but according to the organization's instructions, everyone is really left to fend for themselves. And that's not something you're supposed to be in charge of, as someone from District 51, you should know. ”

"What about you?" Still keeping his head down, he began to take off his military uniform and wipe the coffee that kept dripping from his head, and his gesture of not caring about his image made him look even more embarrassed.

"District 32 no longer exists, and since I am no longer the district head, I am no longer subject to discipline, so naturally I can't ignore the life and death of my friends."

"Need help?"

"Leave me alone, just live well. As I said, since that sentence just now, Purple Glory no longer exists, and this organization has nothing to do with you anymore. I just hope you don't live up to the inheritance of District 51 like some people. ”

"Someone mutinied?"

"Isn't that normal? Oh, don't worry, these traitors won't live this year, it's just a pity that those district chiefs actually looked away. ”

The waiter in the distance had already begun to walk over.

He rubbed his hair vigorously as he stepped up and asked, "What about Bambi?" ”

"Don't worry, the ,......, people I sent him out are here, goodbye, thirty-two."

"Take care, brother-in-law."

"Well, live well."

The waiter approached and glared fiercely at the prodigal who was wiping his hair in embarrassment.

The Secret Service gendarme, named Richard, sensed his coming, stood up and smashed his crumpled uniform in the face, spitting heavily on the waiter as he dodged sideways.

"You ......"

The angry waiter was about to scold. The caressing and prodigal Richard shook his hair vigorously, splashed the coffee on his head, scolded first, and strode out of the café.

And the passerby gendarme, who was sitting behind him and innocently victimized by him, was suddenly furious: "Is this bastard looking for death?" Hey, who's this kid? ”

The angry waiter immediately laughed and said, "This guest, I'm sorry, I've made you innocent." ”

And just as he kept bowing and apologizing, the gendarmes who were innocently killed heard an intermittent voice in their ears: "This person is from the special service, and he has been wandering around here recently, although his behavior is frivolous, but his identity is special, and these cafes are very disturbing." ”

And this innocent passer-by gendarme, while slapping the table with an angry expression, asked in a serious tone: "Are you sure that your identity was exposed and you were targeted by the special service?" ”

The waiter bowed and smiled as he replied, "Don't worry, the district chief, we have inquired clearly, and it has not been exposed for the time being." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and began to wipe the clothes of the innocent passer-by gendarme, and then took the opportunity to get closer and continued: "District Chief, a total of six groups of people in blue vests have been transferred in the past two days, a total of two hundred and forty-nine people,......"

And the innocent passerby gendarme, pushed his hand away, with an impatient look on his face, and said: "Notify you of all the downlines, purple incubation order, the organization is disbanded." Cut off all communication between the upper and lower levels of the 32nd District, and if anyone is exposed, only the superiors are allowed to confess, and if other personnel are confessed, they will be punished as traitors. ”

When the waiter heard this, he was so surprised that he forgot to hide his expression.

"Purple Hidden Order?"

The innocent passerby gendarme, pretending to be impatient, waved his hand and said, "Remind you of all the downlines, don't forget that although the purple glory no longer exists, District 51 will not forget the name of the traitor." ”

Only then did the waiter react, and he said with a smile on his face: "Got it, goodbye to the district chief, take care." ”

"Take care."

As if to finally appease the innocent guest, the waiter retreated with relief, only to frown again when he entered the café.

"Purple Hidden Order? District 51? ”

In the drama of life, everyone is staging their own one-man show, but they are all watching other people's one-man shows. Even if you think it's a wonderful collaboration, it's just a one-man show.

However, the one-man show will come to an end, but life will not come to an end, so you sing and I will appear, back and forth, bustling.

On the airport square of the gendarmerie city of "No. 2 Fortress", history, present and future converge here, and fate waved its baton to stage a wonderful ensemble of a one-man show.

The three of them gently met, and then they closed the curtain and dispersed; Their lives move on, running towards their future destiny without looking back.