Three days later, the Nords had set up a dense camp outside the northern, eastern, and southern gates of Fort Repolet, and surrounded them so much that not even a single bird could enter or leave. As for the west gate, it seems to be defenseless, but in fact there are a lot of traps dug in the forest, and at the same time there are many horse blockades and fences, and there are also many knife carts hidden in the grass. If the enemy breaks through from this direction, then there will be no good fruit to eat.

But again, in the Fort Repole, too, the arrangement began in full swing. In Shuangmawei Road, Qingyi and his patrol patrol patrol and... Under the bloody repression established at the cost of dozens of lives, not a single soldier dared to step out of Fort Repolet, and not a single bird dared to fly into the sky above Fort Reporette. At this time, Han Weiqiang also personally inspected the defense of Fort Repolet in accordance with the usual practice, and encouraged the soldiers, and the Swadia soldiers above and below the city were also jubilant.

Lu Qingyi and Han Weiqiang, one singing red-faced, the other white-faced, one playing the demon and the other playing the angel, both suppressed by cruel means and appeased by gentle means, under the policy of carrots and sticks, everyone worked diligently and practiced hard while guarding the castle.

After completing the inspection, Han Weiqiang returned to the City Lord's Mansion, and at the same time, the female teacher Xu Huiqian also entered the City Lord's Mansion.

"How's it going?" Han Weiqiang poured a glass of water and asked.

"All the prisoners in the cell, along with the ruffians and gangsters in the city, the underworld forces, and the tumors and ruffians in the army, have all gathered together to control them with drugs, language brainwashing, money temptations, and family threats... and other means, a death squad of 3,000 people was organized. They had promised that they would kill Simon tonight, with a mortal heart. ”

Han Weiqiang smiled and continued to ask, "Are they loyal and reliable?" ”

Xu Huiqian replied in a very complicated tone: "They... No other way. ”

Is this tone sad, sad, or remorseful?

But it sounds like Xu Huiqian's heart must be doing something for herself... Repent.

Han Weiqiang couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Xu Huiqian said a little tiredly: "I'm thinking, why did I become like this after entering this hellish world? ”

"What has become?"

"Lu Qingyi, a girl who is so sunny, has become like a robot made of cold metal, as long as it is your command, she can raise the butcher knife expressionlessly and kill people happily. And I, too, am twenty-six years old, my mind is very mature, and my will is not comparable to that of a high school student, but I have also become... More and more ruthless, more and more ruthless, and more and more like..."

When she said this, she let out a long sigh and stopped talking.

"It's getting more and more like me, isn't it?" Han Weiqiang looked at Xu Huiqian and said with a smile.

Xu Huiqian didn't speak, just nodded silently, biting her lips tightly and white, and after a while, red blood flowed out.

Han Weiqiang said slowly: "Your background determines your outlook on life and values, so it is normal that you can't accept this extreme way of doing things, I can understand it." But..."

He changed his words and said coldly, "But you should think so... These people are all hooligans, ruffians, and tumors! Now that the enemy is under the city, surrounded on three sides, any unstable factor may bury the lives of 70,000 people in this Repolet Fort! ”

Xu Huiqian's body shook slightly, and her eyes appeared momentarily blank, while Han Weiqiang continued: "But now, you have transformed these tumors into soldiers who resist foreign armies, turning internal troubles into strength, and giving them the last gorgeous bloom of their lives, which... It is the real merit! ”

Is the merit immeasurable?

Xu Huiqian raised her head, her eyes flashed with a faint light, and said, "I... I see. ”

After she finished speaking, she left the City Lord's Mansion, leaving Han Weiqiang alone sitting alone in the dark, like a silent statue, cold, but hard.

Outside the door, there was still a double ponytail Lu Qingyi, she saw through the crack in the door, and after hearing the conversation between Han Weiqiang and Xu Huiqian, she hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to gently and silently push open the iron door.

Although Han Weiqiang is pretending to sleep, he seems to be in a tense state all the time, as long as there is a little bit of even the slightest breeze, he will be aware of it. He listened to the sound of soft footsteps, then relaxed a little, and said, "Double ponytail, it's you, why are you here?" ”

Lu Qingyi smiled sweetly, walked to Han Weiqiang's side, and said, "I'll come back here after I finished inspecting the castle." ”

Han Weiqiang raised his head, looked at her, and asked, "Soldiers below, how is the situation?" ”

"They are all quite honest, and the soldiers who are inclined to wear the Count of Grana are also dutiful, but I see their expressions as if they have grievances and complaints in their hearts."

Han Weiqiang nodded and said, "Don't worry too much, it's inevitable to complain, you continue to defend the city tonight, and put those straw men who have been tied, put on armor, put on masks, hold weapons, and erect them on the city walls, towers and fortresses, bluffing, it's okay." ”

Lu Qingyi nodded obediently and said, "I know, Brother Han." ”

After she finished speaking, she approached Han Weiqiang again, walked behind him, and then said, "Brother Han, you're tired, don't move, I'll help you beat your back." ”

Lu Qingyi was about to raise his hand, but at this moment, Han Weiqiang suddenly turned around, stood up, stared at Lu Qingyi with extremely cold eyes, and said coldly: "Stop." ”

Lu Qingyi looked at his eyes, those eyes, like Medusa's petrified eyes, she only felt as if she was petrified, her body shook violently, a pair of small hands were frozen in the air like that, she didn't dare to move at all, her heart beat a beat, and her breathing stagnated for a few seconds.

Han Weiqiang closed his eyes, then opened them, and his eyes returned to their previous calm. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Lu Qingyi... Didn't scare you, did you? ”

Lu Qingyi withdrew her hand, hiding her panicked expression, and replied sweetly: "It's okay, Brother Han, I just ... I just wanted to give you a thump on the back, nothing else. ”

Han Weiqiang said: "I'm sorry, I'm not used to someone behind my back... I'm sorry. ”

Lu Qingyi's heart was pounding, she clenched her little fists, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked in a low voice and weakly: "Brother Han, still use me... Do you beat your back? ”

Han Weiqiang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "If you really want to help me beat it, then stand next to me and help me beat my shoulder." ”

"Okay, Brother Han, then sit down."

"Hmm."

In this way, Lu Qingyi stood beside Han Weiqiang, gently pounded his shoulders for him, and later, began to knead it slowly.

His shoulder muscles were tight, as if a ball of green tendons was stirred together, and it had the texture of steel to the touch, but Lu Qingyi was very patient, she just rubbed his shoulders gently and slowly, and after a long time, the tense muscles finally gradually relaxed.

Lu Qingyi massaged over and over again, and suddenly asked, "Brother Han, I have a question I want to ask you." ”

Han Weiqiang said: "Say it." ”

"Why did you risk saving me and Teacher Xu that day?"

"Which day? I don't quite remember. ”

Lu Qingyi pursed her lips, and finally replied: "In the dense forest next to Lurens Village, a hundred green forest robbers kidnapped me, Teacher Xu, Wu Xiqian with a single ponytail, and Li Mengya with short hair, just as they were about to do it to the four of us... When you did something bad, you showed up, killed 30 of them, and saved us. ”

"Oh, you mean that day."

"Yes, why did you save me and Teacher Xu?"

Han Weiqiang smiled and said, "If you want to survive in such a chaotic medieval era, I can never do it alone, I saved the two of you because I need your help." ”

Lu Qingyi pouted and said, "I don't believe it, since you need help, why only save me and Teacher Xu, and not Wu Xiqian with a single ponytail and Li Mengya with short hair?" Tell me the truth!"

Han Weiqiang smiled bitterly: "I really can't hide it from you, okay... The real reason is because you and Teacher Xu tried their best to cover the escape of the two girls, but the two of them didn't think about saving you. Although from their point of view, they have done nothing wrong, but from my point of view, such people are not... There is no use value, so it is up to them to fend for themselves. ”

Lu Qingyi heard the word "utilization" very carefully, but she didn't break it, and asked again: "Brother Han, can you tell me your story?" ”

Han Weiqiang shook his head and said, "I don't have any stories, don't listen to them." ”

Lu Qingyi said stubbornly: "I want to listen." ”

Han Weiqiang just refused, but in exchange for Lu Qingyi's unrelenting "I want to listen... I want to listen... I want to listen. ”

Han Weiqiang, after all, he still can't beat her.

……

Golden Triangle, a triangular area in the border region of Thailand, Myanmar and Laos in Southeast Asia, is the world's main source of drugs, and as such, it is a real chaotic land, a chaotic land full of warlords, a chaotic land where demons are dancing wildly, and a chaotic land that is harsher than the living environment of the Kugit steppe and the Virginia snowfield highlands.

What is implemented here is more naked, more bloody, and more undisguised... The law of the jungle.

And Han Weiqiang was born in such a chaotic place.

He would have had a wonderful childhood... Although he didn't know who his biological parents were, there were two elderly people, two old people from the border of Yunnan, a boy and a girl, who were doing their best to raise him and give him everything he needed in his childhood... The sunshine and warmth are very different from the dark places of the Golden Triangle... Lots of colors.

His childhood was beautiful and colorful, not black and white.

8 years old, his birthday.

Under the kind gaze of the two old men, he began to eat his favorite food, lo mein... Tomatoes and eggs, marinade with a hint of pork foam, hand-rolled lasagna, and a large watermelon.

The birthday present is a beautiful mechanical pencil with the red flag pattern of hunting and flying, a box of 0.5mm thin pencil leads, and a notebook.

But just as the whole family was having fun, a group of bandits rushed in and killed the grandmother.

The old man was a veteran, he took out a gun, killed several people, and then pushed the young Han Weiqiang out of the door.

Then, Han Weiqiang was in the distance, watching his grandfather being shot indiscriminately, and then his home, along with the family's lo mein, mechanical pencils and notebooks, was engulfed in flames.

He actually smiled, but tears flashed in his eyes.

When the flame is extinguished, all the warmth and sunshine in this world will follow... Gone are the same.

All that was left for Han Weiqiang was the Heart of Darkness, which was colder than ice, harder than iron, darker than the night sky, and dirtier than demons.

When the flames were extinguished, he walked into the ruins, dug for a long time, and then dug out an iron knife in the hot ruins.

He found a stone and began to sharpen his knife.

The knife was sharpened quickly, and then he took the knife and began to inquire about the news, and after inquiring clearly, he begged for a steamed bun and stole a pack of powerful narcotic drugs... There are many such things in such a place, and Han Weiqiang really stole them.

He climbed to the tree far away from the enemy's house, stared at the house, and waited for the enemy to leave.

In the evening, the enemy of the house took a gun and went out again, and only the old man and the women and children were left in the house.

Han Weiqiang then smiled, stabbed himself, hid the knife, and then knocked on the door of the house, and the old man of the family opened the door, and saw that it was an injured child, so he took him in, treated his wounds, helped him on the bed, and carefully covered the quilt.

Facing the kind old man, Han Weiqiang just showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled slightly, that smile was extremely sincere, full of shyness, full of tenderness, and full of gratitude.

The hatred also seems to have vanished with this laugh.

But is that really the case?