Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

In the cabin, Wang Xuebin looked at the two figures at the bow who looked like husband stones, shook his head slightly, put some simple food on the table, and greeted the two people at the bow.

Wang Xuebin's shout woke up the two people who were confused. They looked at each other, without saying anything, they supported each other, got up and went back to the cabin.

"Mission Hills You"

"Don't worry, eat something first!"

Looking at Uncle Jiu who looked hesitant, Wang Xuebin raised his brows, shook his head slightly, and did not rush to ask.

He didn't want to wait until Uncle Jiu and the others had made their decision before regretting it. Waiting patiently for a while now was much better than living in regret all the time for the rest of his life!

So, he is not in a hurry!

"Sir Lin, you too, eat first, and then talk after eating!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xuebin nodded, turned and left.

Looking at the back of Wang Xuebin leaving, and looking at the simple food on the table, the two looked at each other again, sighed, and began to eat.

To be honest, the two of them didn't have much appetite, and Wang Xuebin seemed to have guessed the situation of the two of them, so he only prepared some light snacks and a pot of strong tea, which was simple and not rich.

Wang Xuebin's appetite is not very good at this time, but he is not feeling sorry for the ordinary people of Japan, he has never felt that the Japanese people are innocent and pitiful!

Enjoying the benefits brought by Japan's plunder, it is natural to bear the harm caused by the enemy's revenge. How can there be any reason in the world to only enjoy rights and not fulfill obligations?

There is no such thing as a free lunch!

Wang Xuebin never separates the Japanese people from the Japanese country. In his view, the Japanese country has always been a whole!

Just as Jiuju first-class peeped at China, why didn't the Japanese government and the people peep and hate China's resources and people?

Jiuju First Class is not a school, but a kind of thought. The foundation of the thought has not been cut off. It is useless to kill a few people who understand the art!

From the very beginning, Wang Xuebin never regarded Jiuju first-class as the main target of revenge. His purpose was always to interrupt the confidence and backbone of Japan's spying on China.

Economics, politics, military, science and technology, people's livelihood, and even magic arts, all aspects of Japan are included in Wang Xuebin's targeting plan.

After this battle, he destroyed Japan's confidence in spying on China. As for the future

Thinking of Huaxia in the present world, Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows, and shook his head slightly with a slight sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Or the United States is more disgusting

Japan?

Ha ha

Take a deep breath, exhale slowly, open your eyes, stretch your hand across the void, draw out a series of money swords, arrange them on the splint one by one, stretch out your hand, reverse the position inside the storage space, pick up the money sword, Carefully get busy.

In the cabin, Uncle Jiu and Sir Lin were sitting on the sofa, staring blankly ahead, chewing something mechanically.

"Lin Linzai, have you made a decision?"

Finally, Uncle Jiu's eyes fixed, as if he had made up his mind, he let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back, and turned to look at Sir Lin who was still in a daze.

"Ah what cough cough"

Lin sir, who was awakened by Uncle Jiu's voice, accidentally choked on the snack and couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu quickly took the strong tea on the table, got a cup for Sir Lin, handed it to him, and said softly while patting his back:

"Slow down, slow down! Drink your saliva and go down! I'm asking, do you have the answer to the question Guanlan asked before?"

"cough cough"

He took the tea handed by Uncle Jiu and drank it in one gulp. The bitter tea rolled in his throat, which cheered him up a little. He coughed twice, frowned, and said hesitantly:

"I, Wei Zi, his death, I have enough dead people

I saw a jumper the other day. It was a young mother holding her newborn baby and smashed it in front of my car, dyeing the car red.

I heard that her lover started a company, went bankrupt, jumped off a building, and all the elderly in the family were killed by ghosts, leaving only her and her newborn daughter, desperate

I'm a little scared. I haven't slept well for several days. I have nightmares every day. I always dream of a group of Japanese ghosts surrounding me. I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of myself.

I'm afraid that I'll become a murderer. I became a policeman because my father was killed. I don't want to be what I hate the most, but alas"

Lin sir let out a long sigh, and buried his head in his own hands, as if he could get rid of the troubles of the world, and exchange for a moment of tranquility.

Hearing Sir Lin's words, Uncle Jiu was also silent. He looked at his hands, then at Sir Lin with his head buried beside him, shook his head and sighed, and didn't ask any more questions.

Lin sir's meaning is clear enough, so why doesn't he think so?

Seeing people who are also human beings fall in front of him one by one, as long as they are not shameless beasts, it is hard not to be touched by them.

Uncle Nine and Sir Lin are not only not shameless people, on the contrary, their moral standards are not low at all, so it is not surprising to have such feelings.

As for choice

"I see, don't worry, I will tell Guanlan, he is not a person who takes pleasure in killing people, he will understand"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Sir Lin nodded slightly, but said nothing.

To be honest, he was a little afraid to face Wang Xuebin, not only because of shame, but also because of the other party's will to kill Ying Ye without changing his face.

It can be said that Wang Xuebin created the Japanese country to its current state, but he was able to stand on the sidelines and remain unmoved by all kinds of tragedies.

Every time he thought of this, he would tremble in his bones, he was more afraid than a ghost!

He didn't tell Uncle Jiu that every time he had a nightmare, what he feared the most was actually Wang Xuebin standing behind the ghost with an expressionless face.

As for my excuses!

He is really afraid of Wang Xuebin to the bone

Looking at Sir Lin beside him, Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed again. He patted Sir Lin on the shoulder lightly, got up and walked out.

Just like what Wang Xuebin once said, everything must come to an end!

Chapter 431 Hugging Buddha's Feet...

On the deck, Wang Xuebin crossed his arms, frowned, and looked at the four flags lined up on the ground, silent.

There were footsteps coming from the cabin, Wang Xuebin could hear it without turning his head, it was Uncle Jiu.

"Mission Hills"

"Uncle Nine!"