"I want revenge!" shouted the soldier, chasing the French king with his spear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, give you all the money, leave me my life. "The King of France fled in a panic, and the clothes on his body had become ragged, and if an outsider saw the current appearance of the King of France, he would definitely not believe that this was the king.

The soldier finally caught up with the French king, who flew to the ground and raised his spear and aimed it at the head of the French king.

"Finally, let me say a word and apologize to my sister. The soldier's eyes were embedded in ice ballast.

"If I hadn't been a Ninety-Five Supreme from the beginning, wouldn't I have been arrogant, and I wouldn't have ended up where I am now. When the king of France saw the spear on his head, he calmed down.

"First they gave me such a huge fortune, and then they told me that they would take it back one day, and I began to suffer from gains and losses, arrogant and domineering, and labeled everything as myself, I didn't want to lose, but I didn't get it anymore. ”

"Apologize to me, to my sister!" roared the soldier, spitting in the face of the French king.

The king of France closed his eyes: "I won't apologize, and the world hasn't apologized to me, you can do it, or lock me up and torture, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." ”

Tang Seng looked at this scene, and there was a light flashing in his eyes.

"No, you have to apologize, otherwise what I've done for so many years will be meaningless. The soldier shouted.

"It's pointless. The King of France laughed, "There are a few things that are meaningful, and if you put aside the original legal nature, there are a few things that are meaningful, nothing more than filling your stomach and then not dying." ”

"My stomach has been overfilled in this life, so I want to die, maybe it's not so unacceptable. ”

The king of France closed his eyes directly, and a tear slipped down his face: "You do it, if all this is the property of the so-called Buddha, then the Buddha will eventually take it back." ”

The soldier let out a sigh of relief, and the spear fell.

"Stop!" a crisp voice sounded, and the soldier's body froze there, the tip of the spear only a hair's length away from the forehead of the King of France.

"Sister?!" the soldier threw away the spear in his hand and threw himself at the man, hugging the man's trouser leg and crying, "Sister, sister." ”

"Stop. The beautiful woman crouched down and reached out and patted gently on the soldier's back.

"You're here. The King of France looked at the soldier's sister and said with a calm expression.

The soldier jumped up from the ground after the voice of the French king was extinguished, and picked up his spear again: "Sister, I will avenge you!"

"Enough is enough. The soldier's sister said, reaching out and grabbing the spear in the soldier's hand, "So be it." ”

"What... What do you mean. The soldier's face was full of incredulity.

"I said, enough is enough, so be it. The soldier's sister took the spear from the soldier's hand and threw it lightly on the ground.

The spear trembled on the ground, as if it was wailing, as if it was cheering for its own relief.

"I don't understand, isn't he a bully who bullies and bullies you, why, why are you doing this. The soldier's hands trembled, and his eyes filled with tears as he looked at his sister.

"I'm not being bullied, I'm volunteering. The soldier's sister said slowly.

This sentence exploded in the soldier's ears like a thunderbolt, and the soldier felt blood flow from his ears and his brain was broken.

"Why, why, why. The soldier staggered, and suddenly, he saw the King of France, and then he pounced like a mad dog on the King of France, and his mouth tore at the King of France.

The soldier's sister rushed over, trying to drag the soldier from the king of France.

But the soldiers, like hungry wolves that had been hungry and thirsty for years, tore off the flesh of the French king piece by piece, and let out a terrible howl.

The soldier's sister, seeing that she could not pull the soldier, stood up and looked at it, and saw the spear that she had thrown on the ground.

She raised her spear and smashed it at the soldier with its tail.

The soldier collapsed, blood gushing from his head.

The soldier's sister panicked, squatted down and tore off a piece of clothing from herself to bandage the soldier.

"Why, why. The soldier asked with tears in his eyes as he reached out to stop his sister from bandaging him.

"If you don't let the past pass, it's as if it just happened, and you want to be forever immersed in regret and sorrow. The soldier's sister had a look of pity in her eyes.

"I don't want to, but I don't want to see this guy who hurt you live comfortably, he must die. The soldier gritted his teeth and roared as he looked at the French king, who was lying on the side like a dead body.

"If you really want to punish someone, then letting him die is the lightest punishment, the heaviest punishment is to make him always remember his mistakes, regret and blame himself for his mistakes, these are what he should bear, but why... It's you who have become like this. ”

The soldier suddenly laughed.

"Are you in love with him? The soldier laughed.

The soldier's sister did not speak.

"You're really in love with him, he's right, all women are cheap, all women, including you. The soldier turned and broke free from his sister's arms and fell to the ground, his nose breathing in the dust.

"You have become a queen and can enjoy happiness that ordinary people can't enjoy, so you let yourself forget the humiliation of being imprisoned and whipped, and become a dog of this guy, you are not my sister, you are the queen of France, you are the wife of this guy. The soldier laughed, blood running down the ground in his mouth, and he drew a beautiful picture.

"It's not like that. The soldier's sister shook her head slightly.

"How's that! Tell me, that's how!" The soldier suddenly got up from the ground, took the spear on the ground and rushed towards his pick-up, knocking her to the ground.

"Tell me, you hate him and you want him dead. The soldier pointed his spear in his sister's eye and said word for word.

"I don't hate him, and I don't hate you. The soldier's sister whispered.

"You should hate him, why should you hate me. The soldier threw away the spear in his hand and grabbed his sister's neck with both hands.