Beast

However, Cuenca did not meet Pero smoothly, because Pero rushed to the hospital in Posai Bay early the next morning in order to meet Mario.

C4 was still unconscious. When Mario rushed into the ward, Perot saw the panicked expression of the other party for the first time.

Emotions are really delicate. When a person is with you anytime, anywhere, it has almost no sense of existence like air.But once it is pulled away, it is absolute suffocation.And all the shortcomings of the other party also dissipated without a trace at this moment, and Haohao Tangtang only had scenes that accompanied him day and night.

Mario's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed C4's hand vigorously, closed his eyes to stabilize his emotions, and then turned to the doctor standing by the bed, asking about the situation as calmly as possible.

Perot led the door out and smoked a cigarette on the balcony.

He knew that there was one less person who supported him, even if it was only verbal support.

After Qing Lan took C4, Mario absolutely had no way to continue his previous neutral position.

Mario was about to quit, and sure enough, moving someone's family was the most efficient, as long as he touched it a little, that person would be fidgeting and would be defeated in one blow.

Sure enough, after half an hour of communication, Mario came out to smoke with Perot.Instead of being silent, he kept talking.He was extremely anxious and fearful, and his hand holding the cigarette was shaking.

He said no, I don't want C4 to take risks, I want to go back to Taeyong, I can't continue to help you and Kunka.

Pero said that helping me and helping Cuenca are two different things.

Mario shook his head and rubbed the space between his brows with a cigarette between his hands. He said that it doesn't matter, anyway, I won't interfere anymore.I'm not fucking like you and Cuenca, I lost C4, and I don't have a close person around me.I'm just this beast, alas, I'm just this beast, don't persuade me.

Perot said, I respect your choice.

Mario continued to rub his brows again, his body trembled, and even his shoulders trembled slightly, which also caused him to press his knuckles harder into his eye sockets.

Perrault took him by the shoulders.

Mario turned and hugged Perrault, sucking hard, muttering fuck, fuck, fuck.

Perrault stroked his back, but he knew his comfort was trivial.Just like when Saga moved Cuenca, no one can resist such panic and anger.

Mario didn't wait for C4 to wake up, he was going to take C4 away at noon that day.Before leaving, he still couldn't help but said to Pero, if you can, you can go with Cuenca-"Before you lose all the games, there is still time to go."

"If I go, is it all lost?" Perot asked.

Mario wanted to say something more, but finally shut up.His father may have been the same back then, and his mother hadn't successfully dissuaded him.

He saw hesitation in Perrault's eyes, but the light was so faint that it was difficult to tell whether it would flare up or die out completely.

And Perot himself was also in a mess, and Cuenca objected because Cuenca had never had as much ambition as Perot.But when Mario objected too—Perot was beginning to be unsure how things would play out.

Especially when he returned to the house and saw Cuenca who had been waiting for a day, and saw that very familiar but now slightly unfamiliar face, the shake was even more serious.

But even so, he still maintained his previous attitude.

He quietly looked at Kunka who immediately stood up from his seat, and after taking a light breath, he asked calmly—"Did you forget to take something?"

Kunka couldn't speak, he looked at this indifferent person, his heart was overwhelmed, it was not a good feeling.

He stepped forward and wanted to hug Perot, but Perot stretched out his hand to block it, and took two steps back—"Don't do this."

"What do you mean don't do this?" Kunka frowned.

He still has no way to adapt to the reality that he has lost Perot. In his heart, Perot belongs to him, completely and thoroughly, and everything has been decided since Perot kissed him for the first time.

He took two steps forward and grabbed Perrault's arm.

Perot tried to struggle, but Cuenca was strong.He circled Perot tightly until Perot couldn't retreat.

"I said don't do this." Pero said, since he couldn't break free, he pushed Cuenka's chest, "If you forget anything, take it as soon as possible and leave, don't come back."

Cuenca didn't answer, he forgot to take a lot of things, his clothes, his wine, his person and his heart.The closer he got to the day of leaving, the more uncomfortable he felt. Just thinking that Perrault couldn't be with him made him feel like a knife was piercing his heart.

He wanted to kiss Perot, just like at the beginning, Perot's body softened at that time, and he even hugged him instead.People are like this, a memory exists in their minds, and they believe that memory will repeat itself all the time, and believe that it is the only truth.

What's more, Perot is so attached to him, the kind of hysterical hugging him, biting him, eating him so hard that he wants to merge with him, as if it was just yesterday.

Cuenca once said that if the other party betrayed him, he would push Pero off the mountain.Ke Pero was on the edge of the mountain now, and Cuenca didn't want to push him at all, just wanted to pull him up and pull him back into his arms.

Just when Cuenca was about to kiss Perot, Perot snapped his fingers, and Love Saint came in from the side door and pointed a gun at Cuenca.

"I said, don't do this." Pero said, his voice was a little trembling. Facing Cuenca's strength, Pero was really hard to resist.But just as he said to Mario—couldn’t he have lost if he compromised?

"Mario can't go, don't think that if you put him on the plane, he can go, if he can't go, he will become the last bargaining chip to threaten you to compromise. If you don't come with me now, you can't go either .” Cuenca saw through Perot’s vacillation and added fire, “This place has dried up, and we need a new market and living environment.”

Perot knew, but he also realized—"I have no chance to open up new markets, and I have no way to adapt to the new living environment. When I leave, I just abandon the land I have laid down, and I—"

"You don't have a single inch of land that was brought down," Cuenca held Perot's shoulders, and he was about to get excited again, so he could only take a few deep breaths, trying to stabilize his emotions and tone-"The land belongs to the country, you can take it The only thing left is money. What can be taken away is the rest of your life, your life, and your chance to be with me!"

"And my fighting beasts." Pero added, "If I leave them behind, they will all be taken away. They are my people, how can I let others take them away."

"So you asked the lover to accompany you to die, didn't you?" Cuenka turned his head and glanced at the lover who had been pointing the gun at him all the time. The fighting beast that really participated in saving your life will die with you, right?"

Willing to let me die with you, willing to let everything die with you.Even if you know in your heart that the chances of winning are slim, you have to gamble everything and try again.

This sentence made Perot's heart twist.

Yes, he did for the beasts, for his market, for every inch of land he earned and every penny of money, but he wasn't just for them.

In the final analysis, the most important point - he also for his desire.

The desire to hold power, the desire to challenge the government, the desire to be rich, the desire to call the wind and rain.

Insatiable - Cuenca has used this word to describe Mario countless times, and now he will use this word to describe Perot.

Love Saint opened the safety lock.

"I must take you away." Kunka heard the sound of metal clashing, but still emphasized, "I love you, and I will not watch you die."

As soon as the words were finished, the poet who followed behind the lover rushed in, bent his arm and directly grabbed the lover's neck, and then grabbed his arm, forcing him to move the gun away.

At this moment, Perot punched Cuenca in the face, quickly pulled out the gun from his waist, and shot Cuenca in the leg.

Kunka didn't expect that Perot would actually make a move. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground with one leg. Perot swept his head with the butt of his gun, completely knocking him out.

The poet froze.

Taking advantage of this gap, the love saint used all his strength to break free from the poet's restraint, and pointed his gun at the poet again.

The other fighting beasts rushed in from outside the door when they heard the sound, but Pero raised his hand to stop them.

He turned his head to look at the poet, and said calmly - "Take your owner into the car, and don't come back again."

Whether it's in the name of love or redemption, Perot doesn't want to be hindered any longer.Maybe even he himself is unwilling to admit it, as long as the obstacle is a little more serious, he may really compromise.

But what remains in my heart after the compromise is not luck, but regret.

After all, he wants to fight again, no matter whether he wins or loses, it is an account for the first half of his life.And it was the same for the fighting beasts who followed him, they just followed him away—no, that was not a fate they were willing to accept.

The fighting beast and the owner choose each other, and the herd following Perot also needs the baptism of blood.

When the poet's car drove far away from the house, Perrault sank deeply into the sofa.After all, did he attack Kunka first, even if the shot hit Kunka, his body still hurt.

The beast nature surged in his body, and the instinctive desire other than humanity controlled his thinking.He suddenly felt that there was no difference between himself and the herd of beasts outside. He kept running and rushing forward, until he ran to the end of the road, and finally his skin was ripped apart and dripping with blood.

As Cuenca guessed, Mario didn't escape.

When he landed on Taeyong with C4, he was immediately controlled by the Taeyong government.The crime they arrested Mario was not murder and arson on the land of their own country, but a terrorist attack in Qinglan.

They want to hand him back to Qing Lan for trial, and he will be responsible for the actions of the fighting beast.

Qinglan's determination to confiscate all fighting beasts once again showed Perot that Mario had indeed become the last pawn to threaten Perot.

It was the summer of Qinglan, green sprouted on the branches, and the wind became humid and hot. The land of Qinglan seemed to be evaporated, and every inch disappeared in front of Pero.

On such a sunny afternoon, Perot once again received a message from Renault.

To Perrault, this news was tantamount to quickly adding dark clouds to the clear sky.The dark clouds were so thick that it rained cats and dogs in the next second.

Renault asked Perot to tell—this is the last chance, and if they leave, they will not see.If he didn't go, he wouldn't be a farmer anymore, and all of his true identities would be exposed in broad daylight.The law will make its due decision in response to this situation.

Whether it's for Pero, or for Mario who is still in Qinglan Prison.

This is an ultimatum.

Perot went to the terrace and looked at the fully armed fighting beasts.

He quietly smoked three cigarettes, and then said to the lover next to him - "It's time."