The passengers in the car shouted and rushed out of the car, afraid that I would change my mind and take them hostage. The police rushed towards the bus with guns in hand, and it was densely packed together. In order to arrest me, they may have mobilized all the police and military resources in the city. I was the only one on the bus, gasping for air, my clothes damp and my wounds aching. This is because I jumped into the Huangpu River, and the wound is slowly inflamed. If I hadn't been treated in time, there was a good chance I would have died.

The police first rescued the passengers on the bus, and then surrounded the bus from a distance, not daring to come. One of them, who looked like a negotiator, was shouting through a loudspeaker for me to surrender and throw in the towel. It will be futile for me to go on like this, and it is against human attempts. Listening to his noise, I felt very irritable.

Did I really lose? Is it really going to be over?

Even my wife and my children can't protect me. Let them go overseas.

The answer tells me, it's really over. Even if I flee abroad, Shen Guoqiang will definitely use all the resources available to arrest me back. But am I really going to surrender? Knowing the result of the Dao, do you still have to resist without hesitation?

The setting sun shone on my face through the car window, and I closed my eyes, sweat running down my hair and wetting the hem of my chest. The feeling of the sun shining on my face is as if Sun Xiaoqing is kissing me, very gentle, never wild, but always makes people feel very comfortable. I couldn't help but think of that night, I was standing by the sea with her in my arms, and she asked me, would I like to marry her? I solemnly replied yes, and she said, "It's good."

She also said that when Benben was eighteen years old, she was forty-two years old, and I was forty-one years old. The two of us have to leave everything behind and go through the mountains and rivers of the world. Go to all the places of interest, people and customs. See the style of Europe, see the prosperity of the United States, and go to Europe, the Middle East, Australia and the small islands in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Go and see, go and try to compile the whole world.

The answer in my head tells me to resist, to fight, to resist.

For Sun Xiaoqing, but also for myself.

The policemen all gathered around me, guns in their hands and riot shields in front of them, looking very brave. There was a hint of ruthlessness in my eyes, even if it was a trapped beast, I was going to stage a vigorous battle of trapped beasts. Life is a shackle, even if my head is broken, I can't raise my hand to surrender.

As soon as I stepped on the valve, the bus rushed towards the police. They immediately dispersed, and one of the leaders ordered them to shoot at the bus. Bullets rained down on the bus, and I drove the bus under the driver's seat, and I guessed through a side window that I was leaving the dock. I'm going to run away from them. Bullets tilted on the bus, all the glass was shattered, two helicopter gunships appeared over the bus, and a soldier carrying an armor-piercing ejection appeared at the door of the cabin.

As soon as I received the order, the armor-piercing bullet would be fired in an instant, hitting the body of the bus, and I would be buried in a sea of fire.

Death, sometimes it's as simple as that.

……

Inside the library of Harvard College, Massachusetts, USA.

It was gray at this time, and it was exactly half past four in the morning in the United States. But Harvard's campus and library are full of early students. The students in this school motto, 'Truth,' seem to work very hard. On the walls of the library was written in Latin: 'Friend Plato, friend Aristotle, and even more friend the truth'.

At 4:40 a.m., Mu Mu had been in the library for twenty minutes.

During this time, she read two Yeats poems and read some research on indigenous and tribal cultures in Africa. She never reads boring economic books and materials, she believes that at the beginning of the day, you must read pleasant words, only then can you have the physical strength to meet this painful day.

At Harvard, Mu Mu is not particularly hard-working.

But she is the only one who studies seriously, and there are many people like her in China who are studying in Ivy League schools. But most of the men and women spend their days entertaining, attending various gatherings and parties every day, and some even take drugs. And she swims in the vast sea of books every day, and the only desertion is probably to go to Kelly's concert, she likes this American female singer. In the United States, her favorite singer is Jackson, but unfortunately this voice of God has passed away, but Kelly is not bad either.

After reading the book for twenty minutes, Mu Mu stretched his waist and prepared to start today's study.

But at this moment, Uncle Cocoon, who had never appeared in her sight, came to her and said a few words to her.

Mu Mu frowned, and said to Wang Cocoon: "Contact Shen Guoqiang." ”

Wang Cocoon looked a little embarrassed: "Miss, this is not good, haven't you already agreed with the boss to care about this matter?" ”

Mu Mu nodded and said, "I don't care, but I have a request, I can't let him die." ”

Wang Cocoon didn't talk nonsense, but left in a hurry.

Mu Mu smiled, picked up the pen and wrote a sentence on the white paper. If this sentence were put under the Harvard motto, even the president of Harvard might be shocked.

Take deception as a friend, lie as a friend, and even more so as a thick black friend.

The school motto is the ideal, and Mu Mu wrote this sentence, which is the reality.

She never looked at Plato, nor at Aristotle. Man needs philosophy, but he doesn't need philosophers. Smart people always make everything easy. If you are willing to help others, you should help, why do you have to think so much. The so-called complexity is nothing more than the fear of looking forward and looking back. And this fear is called philosophy.

……

Domestically, helicopters in the sky are still circling. I huddled under the driver's seat of the bus, bullets tilting round and round. I also saw the gunner on the helicopter, and I was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

In Shen Guoqiang's office, he received a phone call from the United States, and the other party only said one sentence: "You can punish him with the law, but you can't kill him." ”

Shen Guoqiang was stunned in the office, and before he could answer, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Shen Guoqiang hurriedly notified the commander-in-chief of the scene and asked the gunner on the helicopter to stop.

The helicopter circled out of the dock, and the gas on the bus burned out. The bus stopped on the shore of the dock, and a group of police officers slowly approached the bus, and I looked through the window and saw that the black was overwhelming, and I smiled. There is quite a gallop on the battlefield for 30 years, and the heroism of fighting at sea will not return.