I'm in the crowd

Li Su didn't care about other people's gaze any more, he leaned his head against the wall and said softly. "I will not forgive."

The moon, which was supposed to hang in the sky all the time, fell to the world.

He didn't feel the existence of the system, and was obviously forced to fall into a deep sleep because of his injury just now, and the expression on his face was a little tired.

Immerse yourself in the spirit, as if the whole world is quiet.

After closing his eyes, he listened to the rustling voices around him, and never paid attention to others again.

Beth looked at the silent boy, and even though she opened her mouth with extreme horror in her heart, recalling the look in the boy's eyes just now, she still didn't dare to say a word.

"Stop, put this at the entrance to the military academy camp."

Wesley withdrew his steps, looked at the video tape handed to him by the ordinary-looking man, tapped the other guns on his waist, looked at the thick calluses on his hands, and broke out in cold sweat on his back, suddenly felt a There is a strong sense of danger.

He didn't dare to ignore it. It was this inexplicable sixth sense that allowed him to escape from death again and again. He got the video tape and kept touching it. He seemed to be curious and puzzled, and asked inadvertently, "What is this?" What's inside?"

After hearing this sentence, Abel took a careful look at Wesley, and only spoke slowly when he saw him stiff. "Some excessive curiosity will kill you without knowing why."

After speaking, he looked straight at Wesley's hand touching the gun at his waist, a little ironic.

Wesley let go of his hand slowly, as if seeing clearly the gloomy look in Abel's eyes for the first time, he smiled bitterly and explained, "I'm just curious, after all, this matter is really difficult."

After listening to this explanation, Abel re-examined the man, and said casually, "If this matter is done, it may give you a big surprise."

Of course I was pleasantly surprised, if nothing unexpected happens, the military cadet you personally instigated to beat down by the refugees should be the person your boss holds dear.

The most desperate thing is that no matter if you can complete the task excellently this time, you will die in the future, whether it is an easier death or a more miserable death.

It will all depend on what that teenager thinks.

From the moment Abel got the videotape, he knew that Hutto was determined to win the boy.

It's really eye-opening, a lunatic is willing to put on chains for a teenager, and he doesn't even know it.

Abel looked at the trembling man, and finally looked away until his face turned pale.Said in a rather strange tone.

"It's a good thing. Boss will be very happy when he knows it's successfully delivered."

It's just a pity that an obedient dog with sharp enough teeth is about to die.

After Wesley heard these words, his hands trembled, his heart became even more flustered, his breathing suddenly stopped, and his footsteps slowly moved towards the military academy.

Then I heard the people behind say in a drawn out voice, "Lord Kress will come tonight."

Abel looked at the man whose back froze for a while, and finally said these words.

This is a kind heart that is hard to come by, after all, this is the only way for you to survive.

I'm so kind.

Abel sighed long, with a happy smile on his face, praising himself like this.

On the other side, Yaheng fell on the bed and clutched his chest in confusion.

Then slowly opened the palm, looked at the stretched veins in the hand, suddenly got up and sat on the chair, looked at the information on it that had been read thousands of times, and closed it a little depressed.

Why are you suddenly worried?

He must be fine, after all, he is so cold-hearted, his heart is as hard as a stone.With a slight frown, countless people will give him their hearts.

Of course there is no need to worry about him.

After getting this point, he exerted a little force in his hand, and the pen was folded in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the curtain being pulled open, Yaheng kept rubbing the broken pen in his hand, and said softly

"You know, I wish he was a double-faced and merciless temperament, so that I can have greater hope."

Yaheng closed his eyes with some difficulty, and said something that Bu Ze couldn't understand, "Actually, it's not such a difficult thing to admit that you have fallen."

In fact, what made Yaheng angry was never the boy's frightening attraction to others, but that everything seemed to leave no trace in his eyes or heart.

Why do I have to think about it for a while?

Probably because I can't see the future, as long as the teenager treats himself a little differently from others, it is enough to let him continue wishful thinking.

Even the road ahead is still rough.

Bu Ze walked up to Yaheng, and listened to what the boss said in a daze. At this moment, Bu Ze had an absurd intuition.The boss who tells a lot of lies on weekdays is really speaking what is in his heart.

"Boss, you are a little cool at this time."

Yaheng suddenly let go of what he was holding, looked at Bu Ze madly, asked himself and answered, "I met a treasure, but he is always surrounded by many people that I hate, what should I do?" ?”

"I think the winner will be the boss."

After hearing this answer, Yaheng nodded in satisfaction, and said meaningfully, "Of course I am the winner. I have never missed what I wanted since I was a child."

Even if you use some shady means, you are willing.

But pay attention to a little bit of propriety, after all, if you make the boy angry, the loss outweighs the gain

At this moment, Bu Ze felt that the boss was laughing like a pervert.

Yaheng leaned on the seat, Momo waiting for the boy's return.

Lin Furan opened the tent suddenly, but only saw Harrison who was stiff. He thought for a moment that the boy might not stay in his tent obediently, and asked a casual question.

"Did Li Su say where he was going?"

"No."

Harrison said this sentence like a wandering spirit, and then asked as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Brother Ran, tell me what kind of person he is. He is tough, he trains hard even if his mental strength is not excellent, and he is indifferent, but he is loyal and kind-hearted, right?"

Lin Furan's hand that was holding onto the tie suddenly stopped, looked carefully at Harrison, pursed his lips, and did not say an answer that would make him happy.

"I said long ago that he and I are of the same kind."

Lin Furan moved his hand to his cuff, and said softly, "He is a very good, very good person."

Besides, Harrison's impressions were neither agreed nor denied.

At that moment, Lin Furan seemed to have let go of all the burdens, and said with relief, "What's more, it was his own choice. Don't worry about him, just continue to do your job well."

I'm going to find my moon.

What a pity, I have been suffering every moment in my 20 years of life, chasing after the so-called illusory responsibilities every day.

Until one day the bright moon told him personally, "Only you can decide what kind of person you will be."

and then?

I naturally regard everything he said as a standard.

I have never had any faith, but I just want to regard him as my own god.

Even if it is my life, I can hand it over to him.

Lin Furan opened the curtain like this, and felt for the first time that the barren Jumang stars outside were a little dazzling, and even felt that the air was a little fresh.

"By the way, don't over-interpret what he said?"

Although they didn't name their names, it was very clear between the two of them who that "he" was.

"How can it be over-interpreted?"

Harrison looked at Brother Ran's back, trembling fingers but still wanted to ask the final answer.

"Just listen to the bad things he said in reverse."

The young man seems to be born awkward, and he is always indifferent to the malice of others, but if he has good intentions, he subconsciously refuses to accept it, and even speaks ill at each other.

But if you really get in touch with him, you will know that people who have always been indifferent are the hottest.

Lin Furan put his hand on the curtain, stopped and said this sentence.

He is the brightest moon that I want to put in my heart.

The author has something to say:

[Drip - the good person card is being sent]

Lin Furan: He is a good man

Yaheng waved his hoe, nodded rather reservedly, thinking that this point of view was correct.

Then dance more happily