This night, Yang Shun had a dream, dreaming that he was like the head of the empire, sitting in a military parade car, the car was moving slowly, surrounded by Cui Jian's "Rock on the New Long March Road", and the road was lined with people waving flags and cheering.

In front of them, two handsome motorcycle police cars drove along, and people were beaming with joyful smiles.

"Ask the heavens, ask the earth, how many miles are there, ask the wind, ask the rain, get away from me. Many children waved the imperial flag in their hands, jumped and jumped, and waved to Yang Shun constantly, and even some children followed the example of imperial soldiers and saluted the limousine, they are the future of the empire.

"There are so many mountains and so much water that you can't tell the difference between things, and there are so many people and so many mouths that you can't tell the truth. "Young and middle-aged people wave the national flag less often, they look at the slowly passing limousine, their eyes flashing with ambition, but there are also people wearing the national flag, constantly throwing the colored stripes in their hands into the air.

"How you say and how you do is to be truly yourself, and how you sing and sing, you are proud of your heart. Miao Di sat next to him, waving his hands at the crowd on either side. The old men in the crowd stood indifferently and motionless, neither laughing nor angry, as if they had just passed in a cloud of air.

Some people shouted "Long live the Empire", some people hid their faces and wept, some people looked like mad cows, and some people were as quiet as rocks.

At this moment, Yang Shun seemed to feel the existence of a god, he was the god of the empire, and he could guide this great and ancient kingdom to move forward.

The strong sunlight sprinkled down from the sky, shining on the limousine, and also shining on Yang Shun and Miao Di's bodies, which seemed to be a little dazzling. Facing the blazing sun, Yang Shun felt a little dazzling and was about to squint.

The song says, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!"

Then there was a commotion in front of the scene, the sound of birds flapping their wings, and someone releasing doves of peace.

The smile on Yang Shun's face froze at this moment, because he saw someone in the crowd take out a swarthy pistol from his arms and aim it straight at himself on the marching limousine.

After a bang, Yang Shun woke up from his sleep.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a man with a red hood holding a pistol, pulling the sleeve above his head, covering the entire head and neck, revealing only the eyes and mouth.

"Have a nightmare?" Miaody's voice came from under the hood.

Miao Di pulled the hood off her head, her long dark hair was draped over her shoulders again, and she said to Yang Shun, who was lying on the bed and panting, "What do you think of this outfit?"

"Very good~Very good~" Yang Shun said twice in a row, which calmed his undulating chest.

Miao Di frowned and said, "Oh my God, uncle, your face is so fucking bad. ”

It's a new day, and since the goal was set last night, of course the trip of the two will continue, so the Audi car immediately turned around and headed towards Luzhou in the southwest, because tomorrow morning, their goal will be to have a public speech in Luzhou.

The vehicle traveled through the fields, through the tunnels, through the viaducts, and through the brightly lit streets, Miao Di happily discussed everything in front of Yang Shun, because she had never been to Luzhou, and everything was so fresh and curious for this beautiful city.

The two made preparations, and after reading Professor Fan Gang's official account and blog, they found that Professor Fan Gang pays attention to health and has the habit of running in the morning. Judging from his past travel photos, he basically stayed in high-end hotels with large parks nearby. On the campus of Luzhou University, they saw the news that Professor Fan Gang had arrived in Luzhou and stayed in a hotel, and there happened to be a park nearby.

So the two of them set off early in the morning, taking advantage of the dark sky, and at this time, the cleaners had just begun to work, and there was almost no one on the road, let alone in the park, and there was silence everywhere.

"He's there. The two of them hid in the shade, Yang Shun held the binoculars, and Miao Di stubbornly put on his favorite red hood.

"This kind of scum has to keep fit, and it seems that I should also pay attention to my health. ”

Without saying much, there was no one around, Yang Miao and the others raised their pistols at the same time, and aimed at Professor Fan, who was jogging more than ten meters away, and the muzzle of the gun slowly shifted with the movement of the professor.

"Three, two, one. "The countdown is over.

Snap, two gunshots came out one after another, and Professor Fan, who was exercising not far away, fell down in response, and after a few rolls, he fell to the bottom of the grass slope and was out of sight.

"Did we beat him to death?" Yang Shun asked.

"No, I think it just hurt him. Miaody took off her hood, which made her breath a little hard to wear.

"Let's go~ to confirm. ”

The two of them crossed the bushes, crossed the path, and stepped on the lawn, only to see Professor Fan, who had fallen onto the masonry road under the grassy slope, lying on his back facing the sky, with no traces of blood on his upper body, only messy leaves and dirt, but blood on his thighs, and bullet holes with large fingers were clearly visible.

"Is he still angry?"

"I don't know. ”

The two were about to step forward to check, when Professor Fan, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly propped himself up with his left arm, and took out a small pocket pistol from behind him with his right hand and aimed it at Miao Di.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot her." Professor Fan pointed a gun at Miao Di, but spoke to Yang Shun, in his opinion, Yang Shun, who was also an adult man, was clearly more threatening.

Miao Di raised the pistol in his hand and pointed it at Professor Fan without fear, "You are not brave enough. ”

"Really, where can you tell that I am not brave enough, is the gun in my hand fake?" Professor Fan scoffed.

"Fuck you uncle, you guy who only cheats money on TV. Miao Di said righteously.

Yang Shun did not raise his gun, but held the binoculars hanging on his chest, "Why do you want to make such ignorant remarks? Is it worth your attention to the only little bit of pension money in the pockets of ordinary people?"

"Is this what you're trying to kill me for?!" Professor Fan asked in disbelief with a gasp in his mouth, "Ahhhh

After a miserable laugh, Professor Fan said, "You father and daughter, who can't afford to buy a house, must hate my economic views on high housing prices, don't you? Listen, if you kill me, you will only make me a martyr, and you will become a clown." ”

Yang Shun shook his head, "I don't hate your point of view, in fact, in some parts, I also agree with your point of view." ”

Miao Di asked suspiciously, "Really?"

Yang Shun nodded, "Yes." ”

The two glanced at each other, and quickly looked away, and the scene was very awkward for a while.