Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...Is there any tea? He doesn't drink alcohol because he makes some tea..."

Lin Bei was walking around the control center while leaning on crutches, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find something.

In the seat beside him, Zhang Dongchen held his head and drank a mouthful of spicy blended wine. Hearing Lin Bei's words, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Tea? Why don't you not squeeze fresh juice?"

"Freshly squeezed juice is also OK. Take out any good things as soon as possible. Don't hide it. After today, why are you still pointing at eating?"

Lin Bei muttered, and Zhang Dongchen felt impatient when he heard it. From monitoring to Wang Xuebin's plane information until now, Lin Bei's mouth has never stopped for even a second.

"...I said, will you be able to calm down for a while? It's just the last moment. Can I do it when I let me be purified?"

"...No, I haven't seen the captain for more than ten years. What's wrong with me trying to find some good things to entertain?"

"Don't work hard, no matter how hard it is, you still have to die, unless we change our plan and can kill him in advance!

Now the fourth team is outside, and everything you can do has been done. Let the rest be left to fate. Life is life, death is death. At the age of a man, what can’t be seen through?”

Hearing Zhang Dongchen's words, Lin Bei paused slightly and became lonely. He limped to Zhang Dongchen with a cane, snatched his wine pot, and took a sip.

"...I'm not unsightly...I'm just...I'm just...I'm afraid to face him...I..."

‘Bang bang!Bang bang!’

“…The basis of gunfighting is car central axis shooting technology and Mozambique shooting method, as well as parkour and unlimited fighting!

When you can incorporate these into your instincts, coupled with careful tactical thinking, no one is your opponent in close combat…”

As the familiar voices got closer, Lin Bei and Zhang Dongchen's bodies became stiffer and stiffer in the control center.

‘Ding Dong!’

The doorbell rang, and the two people who were frozen in place immediately shook, looked at each other, and stood up together...

‘Ding Dong!’

Another doorbell rang, and the two finally realized. Zhang Dongchen pursed his lips and stood stubbornly in the same place and refused to move.

Seeing this, Lin Bei took a deep breath helplessly, leaned on a crutch, and limped towards the door.

Outside the door, Wang Xuebin, who was not covered with blood on his body, stuffed his guns into her hands with Duoduo's eyes full of fear and confusion.

"...I made these two guns myself, with a caliber of nine millimeters, an ammunition capacity of 171 rounds, and an empty gun weighs 500 grams.

Because I like to use hand pressing, I added the counterweight and my recoil was specially increased. If you don’t like it, you can modify it yourself. I have taught you..."

When the door opened, Wang Xuebin paused, slowly turned his head, looked deeply at Lin Bei, who was increasingly nervous, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not speak anymore, and walked straight in.

In the control center, the atmosphere was silent to the point of depression. Whether it was Lin Bei or Zhang Dongchen, there were thousands of words to express.

But when I saw that old but majestic figure, for some reason, all the things I wanted to say were blocked in my throat, unable to vomit or swallow, and extremely tormented.

“…say…why are you mute?

You have been trying a long time to plan one after another, don’t you just want me to step into your territory?

Now I'm here, do you guys say it?"

He pushed Zhang Dongchen away three steps away, and sat in the center of the control center with his body in his body. His imposing momentum seemed as if he should have sat there.

He turned his head and looked at Duoduo who was still standing at the door, then looked at Lin Bei who was still standing beside her. His gray eyebrows were raised high, and he leaned backwards and leaned on the back of the chair.

"Fifteen years ago, you, I and Lao Han and the three of us participated in the Shanghai rescue. Duoduo was also rescued by the three of us!

You also proposed the suggestion of adopting her later. I know you want to tie me up through her, but for the sake of our life-long friendship, I did not refuse!

how?

My friendship is so worthless?

Can't even exchange a truth?

Now, tell me again in front of me, do you know the cause of her parents' death?”

Looking at Wang Xuebin's majestic and solemn face, Lin Bei's body couldn't help but tremble, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping with big drops. He stumbled a few times, but couldn't say a whole thing...

Beside Lin Bei, Duoduo looked at the person who was called grandpa, staggered two steps, leaned against the closed door, covered his mouth with one hand, and swallowed even more.

A pair of swollen and unsightly eyes stared at Lin Bei. She was smart and had already understood the meaning of Wang Xuebin's words, but she did not dare or wanted to believe it, and still held a glimmer of hope...

What if grandpa's words are fake...what...

Beside Wang Xuebin, Zhang Dongchen, who saw the scene in front of him, took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to step forward, looked at Wang Xuebin's side face, gritted his teeth and said:

"…Captain Wang, it's me..."

"You? Xingchen? Oh... no, now you have changed your name to Black Hole, why? Xingchen is dead?"

Feeling Wang Xuebin's real gaze, Zhang Dongchen couldn't help but turn his head, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and raised his head to look at the bright white ceiling.

"...Die, many brothers are dead, Biaozi, Xiaopao, Erdan, Jimao, all die...I am dead too..."

As he said that, Zhang Dongchen finally had the courage, lowered his head, his scarlet eyes, and he was filled with endless grievances.

"...Brade, you know me. When did I, Lao Zhang, have been afraid of death? I was all in the top of my head when many times of charge!

But...but...but...the captain...we are so unfair...all died in vain..."

Zhang Dongchen roared even more, like an aggrieved child.

“…The coalition government is fucking unauthorized! The brothers did not die on the battlefield, they died at the hands of their own people!

The charge is to massacre civilians and exile!!!

Fuck, the terrorists who killed more than 160 people were civilians, and the special forces that killed twenty-two terrorists turned into murderers...

Exile!!! Froze to death!!!

Captain!!! Where were you at that time!!!”

Zhang Dongchen cried and roared, and his fists clenched blood, dripped to the ground, and exploded sadly...

Looking at this scene, Wang Xuebin's originally solemn face gradually became lonely. He looked up and stared at him deeply, sighed and said melancholy:

"……Feel sorry……"

"No need to say sorry!"

Before Wang Xuebin finished speaking, Zhang Dongchen interrupted him directly, staring at him with a pair of red eyes, shook his head and said:

"This is not your responsibility, and no one blames you, just, me, the black hole, their commander, I want to avenge them!

I have been waiting for more than twenty years to wait for such an opportunity. Captain, don’t stop me!"

Listening to Zhang Dongchen's hoarse voice, Wang Xuebin closed his eyes lightly, took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Lin Bei, who was no longer trembling, and asked softly:

"...He is for revenge, what about you, do you have hatred?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin ask a question, Lin Bei still couldn't help but tremble, but in just a moment, he seemed to have tried his best and said in a low voice:

"I have no hatred...I just want...dignity..."

"……dignity?"