Blooming America

"You people are not, and never have been, gangsters! You are just a group of petty bourgeois! You are just fanatical to be able to change the world and prove yourself for you, and then you are here." Menand Si contemptuously looked at the "Mithril" in front of him, or... the former "Red Army".

"So, after the death of what you think of the Red Sun, you gave up your faith! You abandoned your faith! You trampled your faith!"

Menandez looked at Naoto Kan.

Facing this sudden roar, Naoto Kan was speechless.

Because... what Menandez said is completely true.

Yes, they abandoned their beliefs and their past. After the name was changed, it seemed that the last trace of their faith disappeared.

Of course Catherine comforted them, it was just a change of name. However, looking back, Naoto Kan was horrified to find that he himself no longer insisted on his past dreams.

The young Yamato Kousuke stood behind Kan Naoto, and he looked at Menandez blankly.

And the Red Army, who seemed to be filled with indignation behind them, seemed to hesitate a little.

They want to refute.

But they were unable to refute.

Because this is reality.

"You never understand that all revolutions are cruel and difficult, and they can only be achieved by generations of people, day after day, year after year, and tireless struggle!" Menandez despised Looking at these people: "Although you now have the most advanced submarine in the world, and although you have the greatest technology in the world, you have nothing left. No, you have never owned it. Because you There has never been a cry from the heart or from the soul. You have always been just a bunch of slaves. Your struggle is just to live a better slave life. In my eyes, you are not human at all... …No, you have never been human!"

"You guy!"

An angry red army rushed up.

Menandez kicked the daredevil to the ground with one kick.

"You were shaken, you doubted, and you changed. Because no one else believes in the truth, you instinctively want to deny the truth. You have never believed in your truth firmly. So, you... never Possess the truth. The true gangster is fearless, because he believes that all insults, slanders, and abuse will eventually become the dust of history; because they believe that all suffering, torture and pain will drift away with the wind; Because they believe that Internazionale will surely come true! Because they believe that this is the truth of the world!"

Menandez did not look at these people again. It's as if they are air.

He just silently picked up the book in his hand.

"I have studied the history of Japan. You have never had real fighters. You are just blind fanaticism and blind rebellion. When despair comes, you will turn into madness. But you have never been fighters. You do not have the tenacity of a fighter. Pull, you do not have the courage of the soldiers to be strong. Under the deepest despair, the soldiers will use the last bit of strength to shout, resist, and prove their correctness; and you will fight inwardly, struggle, Cannibalism."

Menandez stood in front of Naoto Kan again.

"So. I'm standing here, I ask you, Mr. Naoto Kan; I ask you, comrades of the Red Army."

"What about your faith?"

What about your...faith?

Yes, they have abandoned everything.

Naoto Kan fell into the deepest contemplation.

He asked himself this more than once.

Yes, what about your faith?

What do you believe in, is it the bright future of the Internaxnell?

What do you believe in, is that the beautiful new world of great harmony in the world?

What do you believe in, is it the hope that countless martyrs pursued?

Someone is dumbfounded.

Someone is crying.

They abandoned their home in a peaceful world because of impulse. They abandoned their warm nest.

They came to the Middle East because of the red dawn in their hearts.

however.

Everything hasn't been realized yet, and their dreams are already broken.

"Are you crying? Are you reflecting? No, you are just shaking." Menandez continued to hit these people mercilessly.

"You are still shaking. This is because you are not a group of revolutionaries at all. What you want is only the appearance of heroes. In this way. You can follow the heroes and shout. Do you think you are very fulfilling? Wrong! You guys You are completely wrong! You have never had a so-called'revolution' at all!"

Menandez's tone was fierce.

"Your reflection, your shame. It just shows this."

Menandez looked at Naoto Kan.

"I admire the great leader you admire very much. Because he clearly realizes that after his death, the party he leads will go badly and slander himself." Menandez said: "He has seen everything. It’s just a pity that this is a realistic idealist. He is an idealist after all, so his unrealistic movement has partially become a disaster."

"It's just that he himself has foreseen this, although he still does this, but I still admire this person. There is no reason for him-he can recognize himself."

Menandez walked to the middle of the group.

"A person always has to recognize himself. If he cannot recognize himself, he will never succeed, and his ideals will never be realized. Just like you, if you don’t recognize your own essence, you will Never understand what you did. Do you think what you have done is saving the world? Or do you think you are realizing yourself?"

Menandez looked at the dazed child.

"Wrong, all wrong."

He looked at these people.

"Everything about you is meaningless."

"Because you will not bring changes to your world."

The entire submarine echoed Menandez's voice, and almost everyone was listening. Artificial intelligence has sent Menandez's voice to every corner.

"You are just a bunch of dirty dross, a bunch of disgusting parasites, a bunch of stinky stools."

"I am Menandez~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am not here to investigate you, I just want you to recognize your useless nature and your scumbag faces."

Menandez opened his necklace, and inside was his sister, the infinitely cute girl.

Then Menandez closed it and returned to Naoto Kan.

He looked at this black-haired young man, his eyes seemed to be a **** who had seen everything, and he seemed to be a wise man who had seen everything.

But in Naoto Kan's eyes, these eyes just looked like this, and then they didn't have any other meaning. This is like the existence of truth. Human slander and abuse cannot prevent the truth from revealing its truth to them.

It's like Menandez now.

"So, I'm standing here, I'm asking you, I'm asking you."

"What about your beliefs?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)