"Brother, we may all be wrong."

On a sunny morning, I saw in the office what it means to have a dead heart on Brzea's face.

"It's not that she doesn't like me......" his voice was a little lower, "she can't like anyone." ”

Next, Břea told me about what he had seen in the Black Prison.

He saw someone slamming out of the plank window of the thatched hut in spite of life and death, and watched the woman who should have been on the tip of his heart scratched her cheek by a wooden bar, and blood flowed down her glorious skin;

I also saw a group of coolies who were not even humans, unloading the door with a savagery that could almost tear down the house, and rushing out barefoot and shirtless.

However, she was not afraid at all, and walked over to the big guy Peng who was waiting outside the door.

Buzhea seemed to be immersed in the memories and said: "She walked up to the big guy Peng step by step and asked......"

"Say, do you want to tell me that if you want to learn how to play politics, the first thing is to don't trust anyone!"

In disbelief, Bjea looked at me: "She grabbed the clothes of the big guy Peng, and almost picked up the big guy Peng......"

"Then I saw a coolie behind her, grabbing her hair and dragging it back."

I asked, "Did you do it?" ”

"It wasn't my turn, she snatched my gun, I could react, but didn't stop it, and then I saw her being dragged into the crowd."

"I'm scared."

I nodded, "yes, she's a woman after all." ”

Bjea shook his head at me: "I'm afraid of my own indifference, I don't have the slightest urge to rush over to save people when I see this scene!" ”

I was stunned for a moment.

Watching as Bjea slowly straightened up.

"Then I heard a gunshot."

Bjeaar didn't describe the sound of the gunshot, but it sounded in my ears as if it were ringing in my ears.

"I watched under the searchlight in the dark as the body of a coolie was pierced by bullets and burst out of a line of blood mist;"

"I watched as gunshots rang out in the crowd, and several able-bodied coolies fell."

"I also saw Teacher Yu crawl out of the pool of blood without caring about anyone's life or death, her clothes were torn, maybe they were torn, her hair was messy, and her hair was scattered, so she left in the sight of that group of coolies, and she didn't chase anyone, she ignored everything and walked towards the big guy Peng, and continued to ask, 'Am I right?'."

"The group of people who should have all died under her guns were ignored like ants who didn't care at all."

There was a pause in Bjea, and it took a moment to recall the details.

"She wiped the blood from her face with her hand, like the oil paint I had applied to my face before the assassination mission......"

The big guy Peng seemed to be shocked by this scene and nodded, and responded with a 'right' word.

She threw back the gun in her hand and walked slowly to the wooden house of the big man Peng on the hillside.

"I saw in her back that her clothes were full of dirty handprints, and I can imagine what this woman had just experienced, but she didn't seem to care at all."

"Brother, do you understand? She doesn't care! ”

"She can't love anymore!"

I completely denied Bjea: "Brother, you said the opposite, this girl is completely in love with power, and she is in love to the point where she can't extricate herself, and she is no longer interested in people." ”

Bjea looked at me, motionless.

I could only explain again: "As the old saying goes, if you don't go crazy, you can't live, she's already in the devil." ”

"Then I'm ......" Bjea wanted to ask, but I stopped: "Stay away from him." ”

"When she comes out of the black prison again, everything she can see will become a tool used by this woman, and she will become the most suitable for Mengneng, because only in this way can she complete that nightmare-like ideal."

Bjea sat on the couch in my office, rubbing his face weakly.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao pushed the door and walked in.

"Lao Xu."

Xiaoxiao came over with a suit, and when he entered the house, he said, "I just bought it for you, come and try it." When he entered the house, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and glanced at Bjea and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I whispered a description and asked, "Is there a little sister or anything around, introduce one to my brother, the child is lonely." ”

"I'm not a matchmaker." Xiaoxiao said very rationally: "He is thinking about that Teacher Yu now, even if I introduce it, the final result is just looking at the pot in the bowl, and when the time comes, once people find out, I am not a person at either end." ”

I took off my coat and threw it on the back of the chair, teasing Xiaoxiao and said, "Then you introduce me to one, I promise your sister won't find out." ”

"Fuck off!"

Xiaoxiao scolded with a smile, and after putting on the suit for me, he reached out and patted my bulging belly: "I remember when I first met you, you didn't have a stomach?" ”

"Not really." I recalled: "At that time, I was working on the construction site, working hard every day, and now I eat haysai all day long, and I sit in the office every day, can it be the same? ”

"You two just cover me!"

Bjea got up and walked out of the office, and Xiaoxiao, who didn't know much about the Northeast dialect, asked, "What are we playing?" ”

"In the Northeast, the action of pinching the fingers in reverse by the crack of the door is called 'covering', do you understand this time?"

When there was no one in the office, Xiaoxiao hugged my increasingly fat waist and leaned over angrily: "Just hide it!" ”

And I, at this moment, how can I think about you and me, while thinking about the Bangkang battle situation, I also have to calculate whether the internal structure is stable, but I can't hurt the heart of the only woman who thinks about me, so I had to pretend to hug her and respond: "Okay~"

It's hard for men.

Not to mention the leader of a region or institution, it is already quite difficult to say that an ordinary man lives through the top door.

In order to maintain the family, he had to swallow his anger in the unit, and he had to be looked down upon by his daughter-in-law after all his efforts.

The result?

Even if you've surpassed 99% of people and you're just one step short of reaching the summit of Mount Everest, someone has to say, 'How can someone do it?'"

Cheap or not!

But as long as the law is the same as in the 90s, people's concepts are the same as in the 90s, a fight is not a problem, and there are not so many people who are eager to lie on the ground and take their mobile phones to choose a car, you try again!

Now the rule of law is getting more and more sound, but the more people live, the more aggrieved they become.

After returning to China, when I encountered the situation that the courier was not delivered to my home and the takeaway was asked to be picked up downstairs, I began to congratulate myself that I had vented in this hellish world, and at the same time, I also understood why Lao Qiao disliked the rule of law so much.

No, how happy it is. (End of chapter)