"Ten years ago, the organization sent me a mission, with me as the captain, to lead a team of 30 people to Judah to arrest a drug trafficking gang.

In the end, we chased the few people who were left to a forest, and we thought that we would win the battle, but we found that after entering the forest, no matter how we looked for it and how we ran, we would end up running to the same place.

While we were analyzing the possibility of entering the labyrinth set up by the other party, a strange voice came, saying that we had indeed entered the maze of illusions set up by them, and even if we ran to death, it would be impossible to escape from their labyrinth.

We didn't believe his words, and tried to find a breakthrough, thinking that only a labyrinth designed by a man would definitely have a breakthrough, but no matter how hard we tried, it was useless, and after running in the infinite loop forest for a day and a night, when we were exhausted, that strange voice sounded again.

He said that he was going to close the net, let's choose someone to go out and return to life, and tell our leaders what a stupid thing it was to provoke him, and after going through such a test of life, no one of us showed the fear of death, and gave me the opportunity to go out alive and return to life in unison.

They said that firstly, because I am the captain of a team, if even the captain is destroyed, it will affect the confidence of the latecomers to carry out the mission, and they can't lose the military soul because of them, and secondly, because I am the youngest, as the elder brother, they should protect the younger brother.

No matter how I refuted, they didn't change their minds, and insisted on giving me a chance to live, and then dozens of lions suddenly appeared in front of us as if they had fallen from the sky, and we immediately took up our weapons and wanted to shoot the lions.

What shocked me even more was that those lions were clearly biting my comrades in front of me, but none of the lions attacked me, and I felt as if I had been enchanted so that they could not enter, so I could only watch my brothers being bitten by the lions like a fool and being devoured alive by them. ”

When he said this, Wen Shimo's eyes were red, his eyes burst out with a thick hatred and murderous aura, beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his forehead, and his body shook into chaff.

In front of him was the tragic picture of ten years ago when the mountains were all over the country, the blood was flowing like a river, and the corpses were unrecognizable, which made Wen Shimo's hands clenched into fists, his nails were deep in the flesh, and he pulled out the blood from his palms.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu hurriedly took Wen Shimo's hand and tried to break his hand.

"Mr. Wen, this matter is not your fault, no one thought that those drug dealers still had such strange skills, and the choice of those comrades-in-arms was not wrong, at that time, if I were one of my comrades-in-arms, I would also give you the opportunity to go out and return to your life.

As they said, as a soldier, no matter what danger you face, you can't lose your military soul, and the return of the commander of a team will play a stabilizing role in the morale of the army behind, in that case, you are sure that the most suitable person to go out to recover your life, you don't blame yourself for it, okay? ”

Although Zhou Yu persuaded Wen Shimo like this, he knew that this was an eternal pain in Wen Shimo's heart, and he could never untie the knot.

Because as an outsider, his heart hurt so much that he was suffocated, and Wen Shimo, as a party, his heartache can be imagined.

Wen Shimo's heart is indeed very painful, every time he thinks about that scene, his body will tremble uncontrollably in pain, and his heart hurts even more as if he has been crushed by someone.

He and those 29 comrades-in-arms are all elite soldiers selected from thousands of corps, and they get along with each other day and night for half a year, train together, and participate in various tasks large and small.

In his heart, they are not family, but they are better than relatives.

The picture of him watching them being gnawed into the belly by the lions, but unable to do anything about it, is ten thousand times more painful than the punishment of piercing his heart with ten thousand arrows, going up the sword mountain, going down to the sea of fire, and walking the nail road.

"Qiao Ran's loss of martial arts, it should be caused by the strange art, you let people secretly protect Qiao Ran, the strange art is mysterious, before you detect Song Wanrou's strength, don't behave abnormally in front of her, so as not to startle the snake!" Wen Shimo said in a solemn voice.

The magic had killed 29 of his most respected comrades.

He couldn't let the magic take Qiao Ran's life anymore!

……

Before Song Yuyuan kidnapped Qiao Ran on Chinese New Year's Eve, he left a note for Xu Xueman, saying that he didn't want to spend the Spring Festival without his sister, and that he was going abroad and would come back after the first lunar month.

Xu Xueman didn't think much about it, stayed in front of the TV, watching Song Wanrou's performance in the Spring Festival Gala while swiping her mobile phone to watch netizens' comments on Song Wanrou.

The rave reviews were overwhelming, and Song Wanrou became an instant hit in the Spring Festival Gala.

Many wealthy ladies called Xu Xueman to congratulate, saying that she had raised a treasure daughter, which gave Xu Xueman some comfort in this painful New Year.

However, after the second day of the first lunar month, Song Yuyuan still did not come back, and the phone could not be reached, which made Xu Xue anxious.

hurriedly called Wen Shimo and asked Wen Shimo to use his network power to help find it.

Wen Shimo called the police and conducted a carpet search in Anseong, searched for three days and three nights, and finally found a skull in a wolf's den with the help of hunting dogs.

After genetic testing, it was determined that it was Song Yuyuan's body.

Seeing that his son was gnawed by a wolf until only a skull remained, Xu Xueman fainted from crying on the spot.

After a month, he lost his son again, and it was a tragic death without a whole body.

Song Zhiyuan didn't dare to make a big funeral, so he held a family memorial meeting in the funeral home very simply, and buried Song Yuyuan next to Song Wanqing's tomb.

For the patriarchal Mrs. Song, the Song family lost the only descendant incense, and the old lady Song, who was hit so hard, suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage because of excessive sadness after her grandson was buried.

Mrs. Song, who was sent to the hospital in time for rescue, picked up a life, but became a vegetative person, and at her nearly eighty years old, there was almost zero hope of waking up.

Faced with the blows of bad luck at home, Song Zhiyuan couldn't bear it, he lived in the office and refused to go home, and he was drunk in the office every day!

"Crackling......" Xu Xueman dropped everything that could be dropped in the bedroom where Qiao Ran slept, and everything that could be torn was torn.

Qiao Ran's photo was written with the most vicious words by her, and then stabbed with a knife.

"Qiao Ran, you killed my son, I must kill you with my own hands!" Xu Xueman's eyes were red, and a terrifying light burst out from his eyes.

"Mom, calm down, Qiao Ran's strength is too strong, her attack is too vicious, we are not her opponent at all now, we must think of a very perfect plan to make sure that nothing goes wrong before acting.

I've lost my sister and I've lost my brother, I can't live without my mother anymore, I beg you, don't act impulsively, okay? Song Wanrou looked at Xu Xueman and choked up with tears streaming down her face.

For Song Wanrou, a daughter who was twenty-seven years old when she was twenty-seven years old, born in the ghost month, or 7:7:7 on July 7, and was inconceivably evil to the point of yin and evil, Xu Xueman had never liked it.

Because not only was the time of her birth terrifying, but even the birth process was extremely dangerous, almost killing her.

If it weren't for her mother taking her away and saying that she was the best inheritor of the magic arts, Xu Xueman would have secretly disposed of her.

Because she is also afraid that leaving such an evil person around her will affect the fate of her and her family.

If it weren't for Qiao Ran's strength being too strong this time, they wouldn't be sure to deal with it, and they wouldn't have taken Song Wanrou back.

Now her children have been killed by Qiao Ran one after another, leaving only Song Wanrou to rely on.

Xu Xueman looked at Song Wanrou with a little more sincere love and trust in her eyes.

"Rou'er, your sister was forced to death by Qiao Ran, and your brother was even more harmed by Qiao Ran to let the wolves share the food, and he endured unimaginable pain before his death, you must help your sister and brother avenge it, and you can't let them be wronged!" Xu Xueman cried with grief.

Looking at the tenderness and kindness in Xu Xueman's eyes, Song Wanrou's eyes quickly flashed with a touch of yin and coldness.

She was right.

Only by breaking off all her dependencies will she, a ruthless and cold-hearted mother, look at her with a straight eye.

The belated mother's love is as cheap as grass, and she is looking forward to the expression of remorse, collapse, self-blame, and resentment when she knows the truth.

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely avenge my sister and brother, but we have to avenge this revenge in a planned way," Song Wanrou said firmly in a strong voice.

Qiao Ran is a stumbling block, she must get rid of it.

It's just that the day Qiao Ran died, that is, when you know the truth!

When Xu Xueman looked at her daughter and said that she wanted to get rid of Qiao Ran, she exuded a terrifying and infiltrating cold evil spirit.

That's right, it's the kind of ghost that is extremely eerie and makes people's scalps tingle.

Xu Xueman couldn't help but be afraid.

But when she thought about it, when her daughter could restrain Qiao Ran, who was even more mysterious and unfathomable, Xu Xueman didn't feel afraid.