But what about the harsh winter?

For the sake of a woman who has changed her mind, she does not hesitate to degenerate from an upright soldier to a murderous criminal, and it is simply stupid to lose the rest of her life, her glory and faith.

Seeing that Feng Jiu was silent, two murderous auras quietly crossed the eyes of Yan Dong, and suddenly raised his hand suddenly, and a silver lighter flew out of his palm and shot towards Feng Jiu's face.

Almost at the same time, Winter's tall body jumped up, and a silver dagger flashed out from his wrist, stabbing towards Feng Jiu's chest like lightning.

In the face of the harsh winter raid, Feng Jiu's face did not change, her head turned slightly, and the lighter flew out like a meteor against her forehead.

She didn't pause, and then came to a waist close to ninety degrees, dodging the dagger that followed by Winter, and then her slender waist quickly twisted, and she swung her left palm and slashed at Winter's right wrist.

Yan Dong's right wrist was numb, and the dagger in his hand fell off, Feng Jiu stretched out his left hand to catch the fallen dagger, and turned his hand tightly against Yan Dong's throat.

The whole process is done in one go.

Bitter winter.

She could ...... so quickly

It was so fast that he didn't even have the slightest time to react......

He could feel that she was holding the dagger that belonged to him in her hand, the sharp and cold blade had cut slightly into his skin, and a trace of warm liquid slowly overflowed.

He didn't dare to move, lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the slender girl in front of him, but his eyes were cold, full of murderous energy, like a grim reaper.

Inexplicably, he actually developed a cordial familiarity with her.

Whether it is her concise and neat and murderous kung fu, or the cold and fierce as a knife on her body, they are all very similar to their special forces.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the harsh winter suddenly darkened.

What qualifications does he have to call himself a special soldier?

When he took off his military uniform and picked up the butcher's knife, the three sacred words of special forces had nothing to do with him anymore.

All his beliefs, the dreams he had ignited with his own hands, and in the end, he destroyed them with his own hands......

"Kill me." Yan Dong said slowly, and in his slightly hoarse voice, he unconsciously revealed depression and despair, as well as a trace of inexplicable relief.

Feng Jiu stared at his gray eyes and said lightly: "I won't kill you, because I don't have this right, and it is impossible for you to die so happily." ”

Yan Dong's eyes suddenly darkened a little.

Of course, he knows that those who break the law must be judged and punished by the law.

And he is a soldier, and if a soldier breaks the law, the crime will be added to the first degree, and after he is arrested, he will be sent to a military court, and he will be tried by the state and the army, which will become a disgrace to the entire army......

Thinking of the comrades-in-arms who were once born and died together and never gave up, in the chest of the harsh winter, there was a sudden pain like cutting skin and bones.

How so?

How did he get to this point?

He had just wanted to find the ruthless woman and ask her why she had killed their child. Ask her why she can say forget and forget? Say abandon and abandon?

Nearly 20 years of relationship, how can she give up ......

However, when he found her, when he heard her scold him for being a poor soldier, and saw her disdainful and disgusted gaze, he finally understood that no matter how deep his feelings were, he could not resist the temptation of money......

So, in grief and anger, he forgot his faith, abandoned his brother, and became the devil of all evil.

He wants to destroy them, and destroy the lowly women who are greedy for vanity and unkindness......