hope for redemption

Sure enough, it is impossible for An Sheng and the others not to have received the news of Mochel's seizure of power. The reason why they did not mention this news in the information given to Jiang Xi was to wait to see his reaction, or to give him a fatal blow.

I really counted every step and every person accurately.

Only now does Jiang Xi understand that since he agreed to take on this task, he has stepped into An Sheng's chessboard, and no matter how hard he struggles, he will eventually become her pawn.

This was originally a chess game shrouded in mist, and the chess pieces were in it, and they jumped forward without knowing whose hand was being controlled by whom. They couldn't break the game and just wanted to stay to the end in the fighting on the chess field.

It's like solving a math problem, one wrong step, one wrong step, and you end up in the most absurd situation.

Jiang Xi let go of his hand dejectedly, and took a few steps back in self-mockery to widen the distance between the two of them, mockingly with a pale face and weary expression: "How can I let you bother so much?"

Niko got up from the ground panting heavily like the rest of his life, covered his bleeding wound and replied: "We are your best destination, and you will understand in the future."

After that, she glanced up at the LED indicator light of the elevator again, gritted her teeth as if she had made up her mind, and reminded in a low voice: "Please be a little more mature, and don't cause trouble for Ann. Now..."

"Ding-"

The elevator beeps.

Niko wanted to continue talking, but Jiang Xi didn't give her this chance, and walked out without even looking at her.At this time, the mercenaries were already waiting for them at the gate. Seeing Jiang Xi approaching, Yang Jue walked down the steps three steps at a time and opened the car door for him.

"ALS, wait a minute!" Niko rushed towards Jiang Xi, not even having time to deal with the wound on his neck.

Jiang Xi looked at Niko who was standing beside him, and suppressed his anger and said, "What else can I do?"

"Ann explained some things to do, please allow me..."

"Even if I don't allow it, so what? If you don't allow it, you won't go?" Jiang Xi asked her sideways.

The cold wind wrapped in velvet and heavy snow whizzed across the street, but after staying outside for a while, the hair tended to be covered with white hair.

Niko's bleeding wound was shivered by the knife-like cold wind, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, he could only stare blankly at the snowflakes hanging on Jiang Xi's curled eyelashes, watching it sway in the wind The disgust and sarcasm in Jiang Xi's eyes were blurred.

In order to maintain his demeanor and aura, even though the temperature in London is several degrees below zero, Jiang Xi did not wear a cotton jacket or down jacket, but chose a black cashmere coat. In addition, he is extremely afraid of the cold, so now he is standing in the wind. Outside in the snow, I just feel like I have entered the refrigerator, and it will immediately become a popsicle.

I didn't bother to wait for Niko's answer, just left a sentence and then bent down and got into the car, and drove towards the rented villa.

Niko looked at the vehicles that kept going away, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but in the end he didn't do anything unnecessary, clutching his wounds, he ran in the opposite direction of the vehicles leaving, and boarded the car at the corner outside the street. The long-awaited armored car.

The heater in the car was fully turned on, and the numb soles of the feet began to feel the warmth not long after sitting down, like the melting of ice and snow in early spring, and the warming was accompanied by subtle sounds.

The body wrapped in warmth can no longer hold up the calmness it pretends to be, and it can't take care of Yang Jue's presence. Jiang Xi is like a flower that has been drained of water, curled up lifelessly on the leather seat Sitting on the chair, staring blankly at the blurred scene speeding by outside the window.

Jiang Xi didn't think about anything now, it was empty.He was too tired, and the blankness without hope made him lose all his energy. He didn't know what to do next, and he didn't dare to think about what kind of state Lin Wang was in now.

Since returning to Noah's Ark, he has been forcing himself not to think about Lin Wang, not to think about everything about Lin County, as long as he touches a little bit of the border, it is like a needle point poking a balloon, and it will explode at the touch of a button. The strength of support dissipated, and the body and soul were blasted into pieces at the same time and fell into the abyss of endless collapse.

Even when waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, the bone-eroding thoughts spread all over his body like a drug addiction, Jiang Xi only dared to touch the earrings on the earlobe or the tattoo behind him, but he dared not touch the beautiful memories of the past. One corner and one frame.

Burying it is like embedding another beating, living heart inside the body, delivering life-sustaining oxygen.But once the buried dust is pushed away, even the slightest ray of light will burn the entire heart and lungs, destroying people from the inside out.

The external camouflage has completely collapsed, Jiang Xi can only try his best to stabilize the boundaries drawn by his heart, otherwise he will collapse weakly and incompetently in the current crisis-ridden situation.

He is not in the mood to think about how to negotiate with Von and the others now, he just wants to go back and snuggle into the warm and comfortable big bed, and pull the thick goose down quilt over his head in a dark claustrophobia, like a protection Hulked in the space of the shell.

This is a kind of evasive thinking, Jiang Xi knows it in his heart.

Just let him be willful for a while, be a coward for a while, and shrink like a turtle.Jiang Xi begged in his heart.

Unfortunately, as a Chinese, his begging could neither be received by the gods of the West, nor could it be transmitted to the ears of the Chinese gods because of the distance. .

Accompanied by a loud bang, before Jiang Xi opened his eyes, he felt the world spinning, his body tilted and turned with the car body, and because of inertia, he wanted to rush forward, but was tightly strangled by the safety belt, pressing on his stomach With the neck buckled, the person was spun and tied in the car.

The surrounding scene began to turn upside down, and various sounds came to my ears from far and near.

All this happened so suddenly and so fast that there was no time to think about emergency measures.

When Jiang Xi regained a little consciousness, he was dragged out of the overturned car by the mercenaries, and he ran back with support.

The continuous gunshots and the screams that pierced the eardrum sounded from all directions like drumming and singing. Jiang Xi should understand what happened even if he was stunned.

They were ambushed.

They were ambushed on a wide, prosperous and well-ordered thoroughfare in London.

At this time, the first thought that flashed through Jiang Xi's mind was not how to save his life with a gun, but thinking that what Von said was true, London is a friendly city, and it cannot be caught in various scandals of fighting and killing.

I should help them, at least under their control, no one would have the guts to launch an attack on the street, and I can go back and sleep well.

Maybe he was really stunned. Jiang Xi was still stuck in this thought and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't wake up until the mercenary next to him forcibly stuffed a gun and was yelled at.

The sound of hurried footsteps and the collision of parts in the gun came from the surroundings, like a densely woven net, being pulled by the head rope to quickly gather the net.

And they are the fish in the net to be caught.

"Go through the dark alley on Cherie Street, turn left into the Pengsheli Building, go straight to the top floor to find the reserve vehicle and take ALS to the branch. Remember to keep one person every time you change lanes, understand?" The captain of Team B pressed The mercenary supporting Jiang Xi confessed.

"clear."

After finishing speaking, he immediately put his arms around Jiang Xi's waist and lifted him up halfway, and hurriedly ran to the designated road.

Half of the remaining people followed the captain of Team B and stayed behind, while the other half surrounded Jiang Xi tightly, and followed Jiang Xi in a half-surrounded outfit, protecting him from retreating and preventing the sudden enemies .

"Let go of me, I can go by myself." Jiang Xi wiped the blood on his eyelashes.

The mercenary Jiali lifted him up, and quickly explained: "You hit your head, you may have a concussion."

"You carry me even more like this," Jiang Xi endured the nausea and discomfort caused by the dizziness and pain at the back of his head, pressed the man's arm, and ordered in a more emphatic tone, "Put me down."

The mercenary didn't stop walking, he pursed his lips and thought about it, slowed down and let go of his hand.

Almost as soon as Jiang Xi's toes touched the ground, a piercing pain pierced his heart along his ankle. He was not prepared and his legs immediately went limp.

Before he could utter an exclamation, he was supported by his arm, and he stood limply with the support.

"Are you okay, can you go?" Yang Jue's voice came from beside his ear, and his warm breath hit his neck.

Jiang Xi suddenly shrank to the side as if he had poked the itchy flesh, and pushed the person away reflexively. Without any support, his feet supported the weight of his whole body and stood on the ground again. The pain almost prevented him from even holding the gun.

Jiang Xi gasped in cold sweat, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "It's okay, I can go."

He was the one who said he wanted to leave on his own. If he was let go, he couldn't let others hold him back, and he couldn't regret the choice he made.

"Okay, let's go." Yang Jue nodded, flicking his wrist to hide the things in his sleeves.

It was okay when it was being carried away, it didn't feel anything, at most it was like being hit by a hammer several times on the head.But after landing, the feeling is completely different. Taking a step is like pulling a gear to rotate. From the ankle to the back of the head after being hit, the pain is like the fuze of burning fireworks. The ground burned all the way up and then there was a bang, the pain was so painful that one wished to die on the spot.

It may be that the consciousness of cherishing life is too strong, or it may be caused by a stubborn temper that desperately wants to save face. The road is full of gravel paths and up and down stairs. Jiang Xi endured it without saying a word and followed the mercenaries who protected him. They ran all the way to the Pengsheli Building.

Because the captain ordered that one person be left behind every time he changed lanes, after walking to the Pengsheli building, only four people including Lian Jiangxi were left in the team of more than a dozen people. After entering the building, another person was left behind. Lookout on the first floor, so after they took the elevator to the top floor, there were only three people left.

Jiang Xi, Yang Jue and the mercenary supporting Jiang Xi.

The mercenary led them to find the place where the pre-use bulletproof vehicle was parked. He turned his head and said to them, then walked to the wall behind the vehicle, untied the fire box hanging on it, and wanted to take out the morning fire box from inside. Just store the car keys.

Jiang Xi leaned on the car wall with his back, lightened his body weight on his ankles, looked at the dilapidated and messy environment around him, and thought to himself that it was really the familiar Noah's Ark style.

The mercenary moved quickly, and it didn't take long for Jiang Xi to hear a crisp collision sound, and he was slightly relieved.

"Okay, let's all get in the car." The mercenary put the gun back on his waist, and ran back quickly with the key.

"Wait a minute," Yang Jue stood up suddenly and stopped the mercenary's outstretched hand.

"What's wrong?" the mercenary frowned displeasedly, staring at him and asked.

"Has the vehicle been inspected? What if someone planted a bomb under the vehicle?" Yang Jue asked seriously, "Anyone can enter this place."

The mercenary was silent for a while, then nodded: "You are right, I will check now."

After speaking, he quickly fell to his elbow, turned over and crawled to the bottom of the car.

"Be sure to check carefully." A gleam flashed in Yang Jue's eyes, looking at the person who was about to climb into the bottom of the car, he quickly raised his gun to aim, and pressed the trigger neatly before he noticed it.

Jiang Xi only saw a silver slick passing by in front of his eyes, and a dull gunshot exploded next to his ears. At the same time, the iron-black car wall in front of him was splattered with blood, like a painting by a splash-ink artist.

Jiang Xi has not yet reacted to this sudden change, but his trained emergency thinking and body muscle memory are always one step ahead of him in this situation.He immediately judged the source of the gunshot, loaded the gun and raised the gun to aim in one go.

It's just that when he saw the target the gun was aiming at, he couldn't stop shaking.

Yang Jue still maintained the movement of killing the mercenary, facing Jiang Xi sideways, with half of his face stained with blood hiding in the shadows, and the other half of his face showing a crazy smile with the corners of his mouth grinning.He tilted his head, as if admiring his masterpiece.After looking at it for a while, he curled his lips again, and let out a soft murmur from his throat in dissatisfaction.

"The angle I shot is still not right, the blood splatter is not beautiful." Yang Jue smacked his tongue regretfully, then thought of something and turned to look at Jiang Xi, showing a gentle smile, "Then, Jiaojiao, what do you want?" Don't let my brother try, use your blood infused with genius genes to splash out the most perfect painting?"

That smile was consistent with the arc evoked by the child in my memory, but it didn't have the slightest warm and friendly feeling.

The hemp bag pasted on the window was blown up and down by the wind, and the light from the outside also came in and out, making the narrow space between the vehicles flickering, and Yang Jue's smile appeared and disappeared from time to time, like The scythe on the back of the god of death wandering in the black mist when the moon is full.

Jiang Xi's blood vessels seemed to flow thousands of feet of cold water mixed with ice cubes, his whole body was stiff but trembling uncontrollably, he bit the soft flesh in his mouth hard to hold the gun steady, but he couldn't stop the frightened Emotions flow from the eyes.

But he cannot be defeated by fear.

Jiang Xi closed his eyes fiercely, and at the same time pulled the trigger forcefully!

But what sounded was not the familiar sound of bullets being fired, but the sound of empty bullets being fired!

Jiang Xi opened his eyes in disbelief. Before he could see the gun in his hand, he was blown away by a strong wind. An invisible force was pressing on his chest, as if he was tied here. An air blast bullet rushed out with a 'swoosh' and hit the wall directly.

Although the Peng Sheli Building has been abandoned for more than ten years, this wall is not a tofu project. Jiang Xi smashed it like a boulder on his back. It feels like the flesh and bones are stuffed into a meat grinder. But the wall only shook off a few dust.

The pain when awake is fatal and the most unbearable. Jiang Xi’s body hurts so much that he is about to explode, his ears are filled with humming, and his vision is so dark that he can’t see clearly, only his throat is still working hard. He was coughing and spitting blood out.

Yang Jue flicked the gun in his hand like a child shaking a key, walked towards Jiang Xi while humming a song, and finally stood two or three centimeters in front of his heels, tilting his head seriously, as if an artist was brightly The famous paintings of Monet are admired in the exhibition hall.

The illusory interweaving of light and shadow is ever-changing. It is necessary to engrave the light perception of this moment into the brain, and only after processing can it be put on the painting.

It's a pity that the paint flowing out from the broken skin is not enough.

Yang Jue sighed regretfully, took out the magazine from his sleeve and threw it in Jiang Xi's hand, knelt down and dipped his index finger in a little blood that was winding and flowing on the ground, and sucked it in his mouth: "Well... .It is indeed the blood infused with genius genes, but it is full of the smell of weakness."

"For a person like you, no matter what kind of steel and iron you are given, it will eventually be corroded by the weakness in your bone marrow. A person like you, a person like you who has only a hard shell, Sitting in the seat of the superior...the end result is death."

"In this case, let me get to know you, and give you a happy memory as a memorial to our childhood past. What do you think, Jiaojiao?"

"No..." Jiang Xi uttered a syllable from his throat with difficulty, moved his head forward slowly to adjust the center of gravity of his upper body, and fell forward suddenly, watching Yang Jue stained with muddy leather shoes, begging with tears Said, "I can't die..."

He can't die, he hasn't waited for the news of Lin Wang's assessment, he hasn't returned Lin Wang's engagement ring, he hasn't watched the movie with Lin Wang, and he hasn't...haven't finished the lifetime they promised.

How long is a lifetime, he has just started, how can he end here.

Can't, can't.

So he is willing to let go of his dignity, lower his head, and crawl to Yang Jue's feet like a dog, begging him to let him live.

"Well... I really want to admire your appearance for a while, but it's too cold," Yang Jue twisted Jiang Xi's hair mixed with blood and mud with his fingertips, and rubbed his temples , wiped the dirt on that skin, "Jiaojiao, you must remember in the next life, if you don't have a heart, you won't be tempted, if you don't have a heart, you won't be weak, if you don't have a heart, you won't be weak To the end. These are the last words your brother and I will send you in this life."

After finishing speaking, he wiped the dirt from his fingers on Jiang Xi's collar, stood up and pointed the gun at the temple that had been wiped clean just now, paused, tilted his head and smiled: "Oh, no, this is the My last words to you."

"Sabrinasayshellotoyou. (Sabrina says hello to you.)"

"boom-"

This year's snowstorm in London is still stained with blood after all.

The author has something to say:

If I say here that the whole play ends, can you accept it?