Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"……Feel sorry……"

"Don't say sorry!"

Before Wang Xuebin finished speaking, Zhang Dongchen directly interrupted him, staring at him with a pair of bright red eyes, shook his head and said:

"This is not your responsibility, and no one blames you, but, I, Black Hole, their commander, I want to avenge them!

I have waited for more than 20 years for such an opportunity, captain, don't stop me! "

Hearing Zhang Dongchen's hoarse voice, Wang Xuebin lightly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Lin Bei who was no longer trembling, and asked softly:

"...He did it for revenge, what about you, do you have hatred too?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's question, Lin Bei still couldn't help trembling, but just for a moment, he seemed to be desperate, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"I have no hatred...I just want...dignity..."

"……dignity?"

Chapter 822 The Remnants of the Old Era

"I...have no hatred...I just want...dignity..."

"……dignity?"

"...Yes, that should belong to my dignity!"

As Lin Bei spoke, his expression became extremely lonely. He limped to a corner, took out a bottle of high-purity industrial alcohol from a secret cabinet, and took a fierce gulp...

The red cheeks made people wonder whether it was shame or alcoholism. Sweat and tears were mixed together, and it was impossible to see the embarrassment and sadness.

"The dignity that should belong to you..."

Looking at Lin Bei with a sad expression, Wang Xuebin pursed his lips and took a deep breath, ignoring Dodo who staggered and slumped on the ground next to Lin Bei, looked up at the dim ceiling, and asked with a frown:

"...a dignity that requires the slaughter of more than 35 people?"

With that said, Wang Xuebin turned his head and looked at Lin Bei again.

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lin Bei trembled, and then slowly sat on the cold ground with the strength of his crutches, leaning against the wall, and sighed heavily.

Another sip of spicy alcohol was poured down, and the back of his head rested on the wall, feeling the support of the wall behind him, with an unspeakably decadent expression.

"...Captain, how many people did we save when we risked our lives to save each engine? Hehe..."

Lin Bei said with a sarcastic smile, but he couldn't tell whether it was someone else or himself who was mocking.

"...In the end? You can't get out of the dungeon for 15 years!

Lao Han has changed from a special driver who can fly in the sky, run underground, and swim in water, to a truck driver...

And me?

Minister of Health?

Ah!

Sometimes I really fucking hate myself for not dying in that rescue!

Hate you too! "

As he said that, Lin Bei pointed at Wang Xuebin with a frenzied expression, and asked loudly:

I hate why you saved me, why didn't you just let me die..."

Wang Xuebin sat on the seat with deep eyes, staring at the crazy figure sitting in the corner, silent for a long time.

"Why? Why? I saved so many fucking people, why do you look down on me?!?!

what?

Why? "

Lin Bei roared ferociously, and raised his hands high, as if someone was in front of him.

"...What old age! What waste! What lame!

How can I still eat well and dress well without doing anything?

I fucking saved your life! ! !

If there is no Lao Tzu, you will all die! ! !

Why look down on me! ? ! ? "

As Lin Bei said, he staggered to his feet, kicked the crutch aside, and took another big gulp of alcohol fiercely.

"...cough cough...the coalition government, to put it nicely, what the fuck is the medical minister?

People in this day and age don't get sick at all!

I, the medical minister, am not even as good as a dog!

cough cough..."

Nearly [-] degrees of alcohol burned Lin Bei's body wantonly. Under the burning and pain, Lin Bei became more and more wild.

He bent over and coughed hard twice, wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve vigorously.

"...Hehehe...Captain, they all looked down on me... If the coalition government hadn't forced you to disclose your identity, no one would take my order seriously, and the engine explosion would not have happened occur……

You said...is this retribution..."

"maybe!"

Looking at Lin Bei who had softened into a puddle of mud, Wang Xuebin sighed sadly, got up and walked in front of him, squatted down, took out a wet towel, carefully raised his head, and gently wiped his face A mess on the board.

Sensing Wang Xuebin's movements dimly, Lin Bei hugged his leg subconsciously, rubbed his face against his leg twice, and said with a choked voice:

"Team...Captain...I was wrong...I...I know I was wrong...Can you act quickly...Hurry up...gentle...I...I'm afraid of pain...Wow..."

As he spoke, Lin Bei burst into tears like a child, wailing, while tightly hugging Wang Xuebin's leg and not letting go.

Behind him, Zhang Dongchen was still watching all this indifferently, without any sympathy for Lin Bei. He looked at the half bottle of wine left in his hand, and couldn't help but take a sip.

"...It's okay! Go to sleep, go to sleep... When you wake up, everything will be over..."

"...Really...really, you...vomit~ You are not lying..."