Floating life and death, all over the mountains and fields, thousands of miles of red land, except for the endless death gas, there is no taste of the living!

In the distance, only the uninjured warriors of the Yuntianhui were collecting the corpses of those dead comrades-in-arms, and dragged out the comrades-in-arms who were still talking and laughing with them yesterday, talking about how to get together with their families after the war, but now they had become cold corpses, and then put them on a stretcher, covered with a white cloth, and became a song!

In the clearing, all of them were stretchers covered with white cloths, and they were all blinding snow-white, all of which were the warriors of the Cloud Sky Society and the Dark Council who died on the battlefield yesterday.

And this is just a small microcosm, and I don't know how many such people have not been singled out.

Looking at all this in front of him, Zou Haoran felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Is it all self-inflicted?

An order to close Hong Kong has trapped so many people!

After listening to the words of "slaughtering nine million, Fang is the hero of the heroes", the feeling of blood boiling is a feeling, but it is another thing to really see the scene of corpses and blood all over the ground!

Zou Haoran really doesn't think that this bleak scene can make people feel much pride, there is only one word - miserable!

How many of those who died on the battlefield last night are actually the lovers that the women in their boudoirs miss day and night? How many of them are the fathers of the children who are waiting to be fed? !

Zou Haoran felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and he was upset! Suddenly he looked at Soros beside him and said, "Is there any smoke?"

"Yes. ”

Soros squeezed out a word from his snort, then took out a pack of black-skinned cigarettes with no name and handed it to Zou Haoran, this is a cigarette supplied inside the Dark Council, it is impossible to buy it outside, the tobacco is all quite exquisite, but because the warriors of the Dark Council are used to smoking mixed cigarettes, they have not been carefully smoked. It's a pity that Ye Wushuang has never liked it very much, and he usually asks someone to buy the Ninety-Five Honor of China from thousands of miles away, sometimes there is no Ninety-Five Honor, and he would rather smoke cheaper, very choking God of War brand cigarettes, and he has never smoked this kind of special cigarette within the parliament, and I don't know why, it may be to send a kind of longing for his hometown, or it may be for other reasons, who knows, Ye Wushuang's mind has never been something that people can figure out.

Zou Haoran was not polite, took the cigarette and lit it, squatted on the ground, quietly looked at the battlefield ruins that stretched for I don't know how many miles, when smoking, the action was to learn Ye Wushuang, not between two fingers, but the index finger and middle finger side by side, close to the thumb, pinched the cigarette in the middle, smoked very hard, and inhaled a large part in one breath, just like taking drugs, sucking very deeply, holding it in the abdominal cavity for a long time before spitting it out, as if relieving the discomfort in my heart.

"Actually, it's not that hard. ”

Soros sighed and said lightly: "When my brother was training people in Siberia, he once executed 30,000 captives in one go, that scene ...... It's even worse than now, and the heads are rolling all over the ground, and it's uncomfortable to look at! I couldn't stand it at the time, but after watching more, I don't feel anything!"

Zou Haoran was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Are you very calm when you die so many people? Many of these people are the pillars of a family, supporting half of a family, and dying one is destroying a family!"

"It was calm. ”

Soros smiled and said, "Because, someone once inflicted this kind of pain on me! I remember that when I was very young, I was still living with my grandmother in our family's estate, my grandmother was a very kind old man, raised me since I was a child, accompanied me every day, made me my favorite milk cookies, and also liked to make jam with strawberries grown by myself, and the slices of bread in my breakfast every morning were eaten with the jam she made, which was the taste I missed the most, but unfortunately, in the end, she passed away...... Do you want to know how she died?"

Zou Haoran asked with his eyes.

"It was a car accident. In the forest path, I was hit and killed without warning, but unfortunately, the country where I paid taxes all day could not give me an explanation. ”

Soros said this calmly, as calmly as a stone, just as when he killed someone: "As you said, the perpetrator who escaped may be the pillar of a family, or he may be kind to everyone around him, a humble gentleman, but it is undeniable that he has committed a crime against my family! Innocent? Ridiculous! There are several people in this world who are innocent, and everyone has a reason to die!"

Soros licked his scarlet lips and said lightly: "And when I became the lord of the Americas, I slaughtered my hometown, that little-known small city, and left no one behind, even the children were trampled to death by iron hooves, because I know that the person who killed my beloved grandmother must be among these people, perhaps, one of the people I killed is his relatives!"

"Wake up, there is no so-called justice, good and evil in this world, who can tell the difference? Is right and wrong absolute? Everyone has his own reason for doing everything, whether it is killing or doing good!"

When he said this, Soros was very calm, but the coldness in his tone was penetrating to the bone marrow!

Zou Haoran fell into a long silence: "You hate this world. ”

"Every samurai who has fallen into darkness has a reason to hate, because the light cannot contain us. ”

Soros said: "Everything is just a grudge against this world, which is also the source of our invincible strength. My brother once said that a samurai without anger in his chest will never be invincible!"

Zou Haoran was even more silent, he didn't speak, he smoked all morning, pack after pack.

......

Ye Wushuang only came back in the afternoon, and when he appeared in this territory, it was very calm, and the sight of ten thousand corpses did not affect him anything, but he quietly walked to Zou Haoran's side.

"Did you leave the snow fox behind?"

When Zou Haoran spoke, his hoarse voice startled him.

"No, just like more than ten years ago, he had a strong ability to escape, and finally ran away. ”

Ye Wushuang sat down and said, "Hongmen Snow Fox...... This is really my old enemy!"

Zou Haoran smiled bitterly, knowing that Ye Wushuang would have to bring the flames of war into the northern underground world sooner or later, and when the time came, it would be a tragic scene of war and slaughter! After being silent for a long time, he suddenly said: "I plan to go outside, enter the embassy, and go abroad as an overseas transfer official!"

Obviously, this is a plan to completely withdraw from the whirlpool of China. Today's scene had too much impact on him, and he felt that he was committing crimes against countless families. The trip to Hong Kong was not very smooth for him, and the best way to betray himself was that he shot through the other party's head with his own hands, and when the killings broke out, he indirectly killed countless people......

These things, he felt that he should take a good time to digest them, the cruelty of the underground world is beyond the conjecture of scholars, just like a person who sits in an office all day will never understand the taste of a person who walks on the front line, and will only sit on the side and daydream in vain to guide the country.

"It's fine. ”

Ye Wushuang thought about it, and then agreed, he knew Zou Haoran's thoughts, but he didn't force anything, this comrade-in-arms had really reached the limit: "If you go to the West, you can find the Dark Council for anything." ”

"I know. ”

Zou Haoran stood up, waved his hand at Ye Wushuang with a smile, and said, "Goodbye to my comrades-in-arms, get ready, tomorrow, Hong Kong will be unblocked!"

Ye Wushuang nodded, didn't say much, he knew that this farewell, goodbye is afraid that it is far away, some nostalgia, but I don't want to stay, everyone has their own life trajectory, in this life, there are too many people who come and go, it is not good to look forward, it is not good to indulge too much.

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(I've finished ten shifts, and I'm almost exhausted、...... Sweat...... The big birthday code is a day word...... It's crazy...... I went to bed, and I couldn't stand it from sitting in the morning until now. ）