mr diamond

We raced all the way, refueled once in the middle, and arrived at the address given by the old man at around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Qin Lang got out of the car, his hands were numb and his legs were trembling.

As the prelude to the war, the residence of General Smil still had a quiet and serene atmosphere.Qin Lang has never seen such a high-end building in Suter. The small white western-style building is gently surrounded by vegetation that has grown for many years, hidden in the depths of the dense forest.If it weren't for such an urgent matter happening right now, Qin Lang would be very willing to stay here for a while longer.

Before he took a few steps, several armed soldiers suddenly sprang out from the grass and knocked him to the ground like lightning.

It only took a few seconds before and after.

With his cheek stuck to the wet soil, Qin Lang struggled and roared in extreme discomfort, "I don't have a weapon! I'm here to find General Smil!"

Several soldiers held guns against his head, watching the strange intruder motionlessly.The other one had already opened Qin Lang's backpack, saw the US dollars inside, and hurriedly took it to show others.

"Who told you this address?! Say!"

Qin Lang refused to say anything, frowning tightly.The other party kicked hard in the stomach.Qin Lang, who was lying on the ground, groaned in pain, the smell of mud and blood on his mouth was disgusting.Trying to look at the local army who suppressed him, "I have something important to come to General Smil, you better let me go! You can't afford the consequences!"

Hearing this threat, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and there was indeed a trace of panic.Immediately afterwards, he made up a few more feet.

A pair of black boots came into view in the chaos, Qin Lang barely raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

"I'm Smil. So they can't bear the consequences."

The middle-aged man in front of him looked at Qin Lang coldly.Although he is from India, there is actually a shadow of He Xueqing between his brows.

The man gestured to let go of the people on the ground.

Qin Lang reluctantly stood up, "General Smil, the He Group needs your help. He Xueqing was forcibly taken away by Su Te's local army. Only you have the ability to help him."

Hearing the words "He Xueqing", the man carefully looked at Qin Lang standing opposite him with great interest.

"Who are you?"

Hearing that there seems to be a chance, Qin Lang replied, "I am, I am his colleague."

Smir grinned and looked at Qin Lang coldly, "Is it really rare to have a relationship with a colleague. Don't you even care about your own life?"

The other party's words made Qin Lang a little confused, and with a "snap", a delicate black pistol/gun was thrown in front of him.

"Come and prove your own sincerity. Shoot yourself in the head, and there is only one bullet in it. I believe your luck will not be that bad. Of course, if you die, I will also do a favor, and you can still be fulfilled." wish."

Qin Lang swallowed.

Although he has seen real guns countless times, he still feels fear and chills about this deadly weapon.

But for He Xueqing, reason has long been left behind.He Xueqing can ignore it for his own life, if it were him.the same.

Qin Lang grabbed the gun on the ground, loaded it, and pressed it against his temple.

If alive, I will love you well.If you die, I hope you can live well for me.

Time seemed to stand still.

Qin Lang closed his eyes tightly, and snapped his index finger, "Pa".

Looking at Qin Lang who was almost paralyzed, Smir sneered, "I'm not small. It seems that He Xueqing's colleagues are really sincere to him." Smir glanced at the backpack on the ground and motioned for his subordinates to put it away. "Take this as a tip for you to come and help."

After speaking, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

"Smil!"

Hearing the bold Chinese man calling his name directly from behind, Smil turned his head and looked at Qin Lang coldly.

Qin Lang seemed dehydrated, wiped the sweat off his face, and looked at him stubbornly, "You are a general! That's why I trust you, you can't break your promise!"

Smir snorted coldly, "Go and wait at the gate of Suter's barracks, innocent child."

Everyone left, only him standing there stupidly.

Qin Lang's knees went limp, and he slumped on the ground.The pattering rain tended to fall more and more heavily, the man's black bangs were dripping water, and the wound on his body was throbbing with pain, and that heart-piercing anxiety enveloped him.

After a while, Qin Lang stood up slowly, his whole body seemed to be no longer his own.

He wasn't sure if the other party could really help him.Now it's just a gamble.

Stepping on the motorcycle, holding the handles tightly with both hands, Qin Lang lowered his head.Suddenly, he clenched his right hand and slammed it hard at the front of the car.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, flowing down the hair, the man's eyes were red, and he endured it so that he would not make any sound.A sense of powerlessness swept over.He lost his mother two years ago, and he must not lose the person he loves the most two years later.

Thinking of this, he rudely touched the rain on his face.

Qin Lang put on his helmet, unscrewed the accelerator, and galloped away.He couldn't stop, because it would make him feel more painful.

At the same time, the other side of Suter.He Xueqing was still wearing the sportswear that Qin Lang gave him last night, frowning tightly, standing at the simple gate outside the airport, waiting anxiously.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the subordinate took an umbrella and ran all the way over, "Mr. He, I really can't wait any longer! The takeoff has been delayed! The senior management of other companies has already asked to shut down the cabin! Please go up!"

The raindrops fell on the black umbrella, making a crisp sound.

At this moment, the complexity in the man's eyes seemed to disappear.

"You guys go first. I'll stay and wait for him."

After hearing this, the subordinate next to him seemed to be going crazy. "This is the last flight, Mr. He! This place is about to become a Shura field. You are usually so sensible. You know what will happen in the future!"

He Xueqing suddenly laughed when he heard the word "reasonable".

It's been a long time since I laughed so easily.

"Mr. He..." He Xueqing's reaction completely broke down the subordinates who followed Su Te.

"So it's this feeling." As if talking to himself, He Xueqing suddenly turned his head, "Leave the umbrella, you can go quickly. Don't worry, I know this better than anyone else."

Having already said that, the subordinate only said, "You have to take care, we will find a way to arrange a response when you return to China." Then he trotted away in a hurry.No one is willing to gamble with their lives, this is only right and proper.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, gradually evolving into the rhythm of a torrential rain.

The plane finally took off and left the land where diamonds were bred.

Money is nothing more important than life.And there is nothing more important than being alive than the meaning of existence.

He Xueqing has never been so free and easy at this moment.The money is scattered, the fate is determined by the sky, and the one you love will be by your side in the end, whether you live or die, it is a kind of happiness.

Qin Lang didn't know how long he had been driving.

Having only one goal in front of you makes things a lot easier.On a rainy night, the rain drenched Qin Lang countless times from beginning to end.His body was cold, but the scorching heat from the depths of his throat made his eyes darken and he became dizzy for a few times.At this time, the remaining willpower continued to set new records.

After an unknown amount of time, a light in the distance gave Qin Lang some comfort.

It should be there soon.

Suter fell completely silent.The whole city is shrouded in rain and fear.Qin Lang didn't know how many people in this city were hiding in dark corners and dared not speak out.The running of motorcycles is the only sound in the city other than the sound of rain.Shaking his head fiercely, he can't fall down yet, it's not the time yet.

The barracks of the local army looked gloomy and silent from the outside.

Qin Lang stopped his motorcycle far away from the barracks, and this time he learned a lesson.He couldn't be as reckless and impulsive as he was in the afternoon. After observing in the dark for a long time, Qin Lang slowly approached.The heart beats faster and faster.Although his body was cold, he was sweating profusely.Before he had time to wipe off the rain on his face, Qin Lang wasn't sure if Smil could really help.What should he do if the other party does not provide any help at all?The worst plan is nothing more than that he also joins in. Although doing so will make He Xueqing's efforts fall short, at least it can...

In the darkness, a hand behind his back suddenly covered Qin Lang's mouth.

Before Qin Lang could resist, another hand suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist.Then there was heat in my ear, "Shut up, it's me."

At that moment, Qin Lang who heard He Xueqing's voice was so excited that he wanted to cry.He tried his best to control his emotions, and nodded slowly, which was considered to be the request of the other party.

The man behind him let go of the restraints.

Qin Lang turned around and met He Xueqing's excited eyes.At that moment, I was full of emotions, but I couldn't resist a real hug after all.In the darkness, the two people were drenched in the rain, each absorbing the warmth of the other, they dared not make a sound, they just hugged each other tightly, expressing their emotions at this time with their bodies.

With the remaining strength, Qin Lang grabbed He Xueqing's back.

Hold on tight.

The first is that the legs began to lose their control, and the last picture is He Xueqing's enlarged face, and the raindrops falling from behind.The rain was dripping on his hot body, Qin Lang thought to himself that Suter is not a tropical climate, why is it so cold sometimes.

But it doesn't matter how cold it is.

I have found you, He Xueqing.

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Money is nothing more important than life.And there is nothing more important than being alive than the meaning of existence.