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While the war was waged, there was a bit of melancholy lingering in his mind.

He always seemed to be enveloped by a kind of sorrow that enveloped his peace, and his brows couldn't help frowning, he could see that there was hope for the war to get better, but he couldn't see what would happen to the war after it got better, as for Yu Honglian, who was older than him at that age, whether she liked herself or not, whether she could meet her appetite, even he himself was not sure.

God can't create women for lonely men, nor can he create men for lonely women, in an era when God is dead, people's self-confidence wears out the innocence in their hearts, so that the beautiful past is quietly scattered, and God's love for God is naturally less.

Lu Mantz not only felt particularly sad because Yu Honglian was naturally beautiful, mature and attractive but did not belong to him, but also felt a fly in the ointment because Yu Honglian was old and did not shake off.

He expected that although such a woman was very beautiful, he was not a heavy man, and there was only a strong woman in the world, and he could not be a heavy man no matter what, because he was not interested in women who were older than him, whether it was psychologically or tactilely.

He used to be naïve, thinking that he would become the ideal super soldier wearing a Manbrino helmet, wearing gold armor, and holding a Vajra shield, but now it seems that everything is simply an antique, and it is not worth pursuing at all.

Including the pursuit of a mature woman who was bigger than himself at the beginning, I believe that when I think of the woman I loved when I was young, when I grow up, I should marry the woman I loved when I was young, and that woman is still young and beautiful, and her youth is not diminished, and I even think that it is a living sculpture, and it will not change with the development of age.

However, it backfired, the beautiful woman he liked when he was young, to now, not to mention marrying her, even if he gave it to him, he vomited and was paralyzed, after all, time is an invisible warrior with frequent attacks and fierce force, and the people of the world who are implicated by the years are ordinary people who fight against it, and they are its defeated men.

From ancient times to the present, no one can fail to become a defeated soldier of the years, and Lumanz imagined that although Qin Shi Huang more than 20 centuries ago was a victorious king, but only when time and fate were defeated, he would not be ashamed of his victory, nor would he be honored by his defeat.

He looked at the corpses and flying wreckage of the enemy and the soldiers of his own fleet around the building in the area where his team was stationed, and in disappointment he planted the barrel of his Pippia machine gun on the soft snow, and lit a cigar.

"What exactly is victory or defeat? When he lived in the world, he was the successful Han Gaozu Liu Bang, and after he died, he was a coffin; When I lived in the world, I was defeated and committed suicide by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, and after I died, it was also a coffin of soil, I don't care what people say after I die, killing people like hemp, anyway, I am the keeper of the victory, when I am alive, I am a victorious leader! ”

As soon as Lumanz had finished, the thick cigar in his mouth became more and more flavorful, filling the area like a fire. (To be continued......)