Desperate

"Okay, let the leaves return to their roots." Xie Xingchui faced the muzzle of M9 still gracefully, and stretched out his hand in the direction of Cen Lu, "Little Cen, no matter whether it is true or not, you have been my student anyway, now, take Professor Gu Give me the manuscript."

Zhou Pushen quickly inspected the surroundings. The first floor of the cemetery office is a square that can be measured by the naked eye. There are two exits in total, both of which are blocked by Bangguo people. There are snipers aiming at them outside the window on the right front. Except for the cemetery, it is a plain area away from human habitation, with few shelters.

Form is overwhelmingly against them.

Zhou Pu's deep eyes came back suddenly, a trace of red flashed in his eyes, and he squinted his eyes to fix Xie Xingchui's face.Judging from the current situation, the best choice is for this person in front of him to cover his brother to break through.

His thumb flicked on the trigger.

"Wait." Cen Lu stopped him, the thin man moved, intending to come out from behind Zhou Pushen who was covering him tightly, Zhou Pushen held him anxiously, but saw Cen Lu's eyes like water , said to him tenderly:

"trust me."

His voice was not loud, but he carried an inexplicable magical power, which somewhat soothed Zhou Pushen's beating heart.

That's right, this man doesn't have well-developed arms or superb force, but he can make himself depend on him from beginning to end.

Zhou Pu nodded deeply to him, and Cen Lu then turned to face Xie Xingchui, and replied loudly: "Come and get it if you want it." He shook the right hand that was holding the manuscript by his side.

Xie Xinghui glanced at him sideways, smiled and signaled the attendants standing nearby to take it, Zhou Pushen's muzzle was aimed at Xie Xingcui's forehead all the time, and the attendants obediently took those yellowed He took back all the papers, walked two steps back and handed them to Xie Xingchui, but Xie Xingcui didn't even look at them: "What else?"

Cen Lu looked at him with a calm expression: "That's all."

"Xiao Cen, you should be a cheerful person." Xie Xingchui was a little impatient, "My people checked it before you came today. This manuscript is incomplete. I don't know when you have come, but I Today I am sitting here waiting for a rabbit, all I want is the complete manuscript. As a scientific researcher, you know the pain of doing half of the research, right?" He pushed his glasses, and seeing Cen Lu's unmoved appearance, he could only sigh : "That guy Wu Guiyuan loves talents, and so do I. Don't force me to fight you here."

Seeing that his words were threatening, Cen Lu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "No more."

Only at this time did Xie Xingchui show a little shock: "What did you say?"

"I'm talking about the remaining fragments." Cen Luchang stood tall in the rain curtain outside the window, and the misty light rain had stopped at some point.The thick dark clouds are collapsing at an extremely fast speed, as if driven away by light.

"In this world, Gu Yaoming's method of using blood silver to manufacture weapons of mass destruction, except for the few pages in your hand, the rest has been destroyed by me, except..." He silently raised his hand and pointed With black hair: "This place."

Xie Xingchui's pupils constricted for an instant, and he looked at Cen Lu from beginning to end with the eyes of a professional soldier, but he couldn't find the slightest flaw on that calm face.

Gu Yaoming, the only remaining one of his old friend's hard work in this world, was indeed ruined by this young man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Xie Xingcui has been lurking in the empire for more than 20 years. For the first time, he wanted to shoot and kill because of anger. However, Cen Lu, as the only person in the world who knew the purpose of blood silver, if he continued to stay in the empire, the whole plan would definitely come to naught.

He could only smile strangely: "Then trouble, Professor Cen, come with us." He clapped his hands lightly, and the red dot aimed at Cen Lu disappeared in an instant.

But the state soldiers on both sides of Xie Xingchui drew their guns one after another.

Xie Xingchui said slowly amidst the crisp sound of guns: "Xiao Cen, I'm not Li Zhou, nor Fang Zheng. I don't like to force others. If you don't want to come with me, naturally I can't keep you here." He smiled at him with the expression of a loving teacher: "You have to forgive me."

Zhou Pu's expression froze, and he silently sneaked into his military pocket with his palms. His slender index finger hooked the grenade ring. He was silently thinking about how to get Cen Lu out of the explosion circle.

Cen Lu seemed to have sensed it, turned his head and gave him a hard look, then continued to face the guns on both sides of Xie Xingchui, without any fear: "Unfortunately, I don't want to choose either of the two choices the teacher gave me. .”

"I'll show the teacher the way." He raised the phone, and the black screen suddenly lit up. Gao Fuqin's unremarkable face appeared on the screen, and he slowly met Xie Xingchui's eyes.

Cen Lu watched Xie Xingchui's eyes slowly change from calm to shock, and then flames of anger shot out from the old man's dark eyes. Cen Lu didn't realize until this moment that he had always been like a sculpture. Professor Xie Xingchui, the most tolerant military spy in Bangguo, is just an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires.

Gao Fuqin's voice was played on the phone, and it sounded rustling: "Uncle Xie."

Xie Xingchui had already understood the reversal of the situation the moment Gao Fuqin appeared, he didn't look at him, but stared straight at Cen Lu: "What do you want."

Cen Lu stopped making rounds: "I need a helicopter and enough fuel to carry two people and leave the border of the empire."

Zhou Pushen turned his head suddenly, and he stared at Cen Lu's back, as if he wanted to make a hole in that thin back.

He said it takes two people.

"How did you know?" Xie Xingchui clenched his fists on the side of his trousers. Asking this sentence made him look very unprofessional, but if he didn't ask, he would never be able to pass the test in his heart.

"Years ago, I had calculus class." Cen Lu snorted softly, "The big boy who asked me for points, I remember, his name was Gu Xiangyao." He looked at Xie Xingchui's face It turned pale in an instant, "Teacher, why did you ever speak so harshly? It was you who missed the point because of Li Zhou's incident, no wonder I."

"Xiaoyao, Xiangyao," Cen Lu murmured softly, he suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Pushen's sweat rolling down his temples, and said silently in his heart:

Xiao Shen, I will take you home.

"Teacher, I promise, I will never return to this place in my life." Cen Lu said to Xie Xingchui, but his eyes drifted far away, and the thick clouds had cleared at some point Now, the brilliance behind the clouds coated the edges of the clouds with a layer of gold, and then fell softly on the tombstone sleeping here.

"Xiaoxiangyao, you can also go back to Uncle Gu's hometown." Cen Lu raised the corners of his delicate lips, his light-colored eyes were illuminated by the sun, and his whole body was almost transparent, like a fairy who had fallen from the mortal world. A body of red dust.

Never go back.

Xie Xing lowered his hands.

Suddenly there was commotion in the surrounding area. One of the Bangguo soldiers who had been guarding the gate seemed to have had a conversation with the person in the headset, then changed his expression, and hurriedly ran behind Xie Xingchui.

After Xie Xinghang heard his report, his face changed: "Imperial soldiers?" He looked at Cen Lu in disbelief, didn't this man have fallen out with the upper echelon?how……?

Cen Lu stood quietly by the window, surrounded by a tall man protecting him in an absolutely protective posture. The two figures intersected, like the same intertwined twigs. If the other party's root system is lost, the other party will never be able to live again.

Xie Xingcui thought about it for a long time, but felt that Cen Lu's words that he would not return to the empire was not a lie, and with the death of the deceased's son, he was really anxious now.

Where did this imperial soldier who appeared without anyone noticing appear?

"Major...according to our people who fought with those soldiers..." The man in black lowered his voice, "It looks like a soldier surnamed Liang."

So it turned out that Xie Xingchui looked at Cen Lu, the man didn't care about the situation at all, he was holding the hand of the man in black beside him as if no one else was there, and the other party responded by wrapping Cen Lu's hand in his palm.

The home of the heart is the hometown.

It turned out to be the direction of the heart.

Xie Xing looked down at the two of them for a while, then sighed heavily: "Go and prepare the helicopter." The manuscript in his hand was severely crumpled.

Zhou Pu lowered his head deeply, breathing right next to Cen Lu's ear, he looked at his gray rabbit fur-like eyes, his moist and pale lips, and his fragile yet strong expression.

He gently clung to Cen Lu's ear, with his lips against his ear bone: "Brother, I'm very happy that you want to walk with me."