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Staying at the dock now is just a living target.

Chen Xi ran towards the dilapidated house with one foot deep and one foot shallow, running until he was out of breath.

At this moment, a little kid came out from the corner of the street. He was hit and staggered, stopping in his tracks.

Cries and screams were heard endlessly. Chen Xi was breathing heavily. When he happened to look up, a cannonball was thrown into the house next to him, and then exploded suddenly, with rubble falling down on his head and face.

The little kid was obviously frightened by the loud sound and couldn't even hide. Before Chen Xi's mind could react, his body had already subconsciously rushed over to protect the little kid.

He said that this little kid looked so familiar. It turned out to be the newsboy who exchanged a handful of beans for a newspaper.

Not only did he lose a handful of beans, but now he is going to die.

Chen Xi's lower body was buried in the collapsed ruins. He vomited a mouthful of blood, which contained some dark red internal organs.

Chen Xi felt a little cold, and the rapid loss of blood brought a slight dizziness.

His breathing became extremely heavy, and he felt that his life was gradually fading away, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

For some reason, he remembered a passage he had read before, saying that cutting in half was one of the most cruel punishments in ancient times.

After the punished person was cut into two pieces, since the important organs of the human body were all in the upper body, he would not die immediately. His mind would still remain clear, and he would then watch himself struggling in a pool of blood until all the blood was drained. 1

He also recalled the scene when he was a child and watched someone beheaded. With a knife, he could see a bowl-sized cut on the neck, bright red human tissue, and white cervical vertebrae.

It's a pity, Chen Xi thought, death seemed to come too quickly. He was a man with little luck. If he could die in the arms of his lover, it would be considered complete.

Chen Xi thought, does He Bensheng know that he failed to get on the boat?

He also thought that his Xiaohe was such a coquettish person, how desperate he would be if he couldn't find him in Dian City.

Chenxi's pupils gradually dilated, and he seemed to see a little baby in costume smiling softly at him. The little baby looked soft and cute, standing timidly, with its long sleeves dragging on the ground.

Chen Xi heard him singing in a low voice: "He taught me to accept lingering hatred, avoid spoiling and anger, change my temperament, let go of love, come back to life from the sea of ​​suffering, and realize Lan Yin early..."

After Chen Xi finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, looking a little dazed. His eyes were staring at a point in front of him, as if he could see the rise and fall of love and hate a hundred years ago through the air.

No love for the passing water, love for Lan Yin early...

Chen Xi went to check some historical materials, which corresponded to the scenes in his dream. Even Boss Chen's appearance was almost the same as in his dream.

He Bensheng didn't leave any photos. The only photo that can be found on the Internet is a costume photo. It may have been soaked in water. In the black and white film, the character's face is blurred.

Those who worked as secret agents for the organization basically did not use their real names. Chen Xi searched for a long time and finally found him.

He Bensheng was only 25 years old when he died. He had obtained a number of important information from the enemy's most strict and secret agencies. It was such a person that he died of suicide.

There was no heroic sacrifice, he just ended his life before dawn.

Perhaps because his death was too dramatic, the information did not reveal his lifetime profile, and his life was summarized in just a few sentences.