After the Cannon Fodder's Rebirth

At the age of 29, He Ziming cooperated with the Clean Election Party and revealed the biggest secret behind the fair party, the crime of reselling human organs for profit, which led to the complete downfall of the fair party. Several followers including the He family All the families of the fair party who have done bad things are overthrown.

The fair party leader and several people participated in the activity.The owner and wife who harvested and sold human organs, including He Kunshan and Fang Yun, were all sentenced to death.

"White-eyed wolf, you ungrateful white-eyed wolf! If it weren't for our He family who took you from an orphanage in the countryside to the imperial capital to raise you, how would you be where you are today?" Mrs. He Fang Yun, with a ferocious expression and a look full of hatred: "But now you have betrayed the fair party and the He family, you will die!"

He Ziming looked at the woman in front of her without any elegance, but a smile appeared on his lips: "I'm ungrateful, I will die, but Madam, how can you and your husband treat me?"

"If it wasn't for us, we adopted you and took you to the imperial capital. How would you be able to get in touch with people at this level? If it weren't for us... even today, you would still be farming and working in the countryside. What? This is not a kindness, what else can be regarded as a kindness, you white-eyed wolf who has died!" Fang Yun's eyes are full of resentment.

He Ziming laughed softly, but said: "I am a white-eyed wolf? But, Madam, when you and your husband accused me, they seemed to have forgotten my parents. How did your uncle and sister-in-law die? Killing your father The hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable, do you think the love between us is greater? Or is the hatred greater?"

He Ziming came here today to send the culprit who killed his parents for the last time...

As soon as He Ziming finished speaking, He Kunshan, who had been silent all this time, changed his expression: "You—you know, you already knew that you have been pretending for so many years? Are you seeking revenge from us?"

"You—you actually know?" Fang Yun's expression changed immediately.

The husband and wife never imagined that He Ziming actually knew about his own life experience and what happened back then... Then, He Ziming actually knew about the things that happened in the past.

And for so many years, he has never shown it in front of himself...

too frightening.

He Ziming's scheming disguise is really terrifying.

"If I don't know, who can avenge my parents who died unjustly under the nine springs?" He Ziming smiled half a smile, neither admitting nor denying the question, just said: "The law of heaven reincarnates, retribution I'm not happy, I have done so many evil things, and ended up with such an ending, Mrs. He, the head of the He family, you should have expected it."

Raise your head three feet and there is a god.

Everyone should pay for what they have done.

"Heavenly law recurs, retribution is not good, hahaha~" Fang Yun laughed loudly, looking at He Ziming's face ferociously, as if she didn't know where her family had fallen until this time, she looked at He Ziming bitterly and said: "I knew it was so , I should have killed you and your parents together, I should not have spared your life just because of a single thought of benevolence, and I should not have cared that you are the blood of the He family, so He Kunshan took you out of the orphanage Come out and take him back to the He family!"

Thousands of dollars are hard to buy. I knew it earlier.

If she had known that their family would fall on He Ziming, she would have killed He Ziming and his parents together.

"You brought me out of the orphanage because you couldn't bear to cherish that I was of the blood of the He family?" He Ziming heard her speak like this, as if he had heard some big joke: "It's not because your husband and wife have suffered retribution , causing your son to suffer from a blood disease, and you need a mobile blood bank, and it just so happens that I am the extremely precious panda blood, so you got me here as a blood storage container?"

In terms of morality, he obeyed this Mrs. He.

Fang Yun was indisputable, so he could only look at He Ziming fiercely and cursed: "He Ziming, you must die!"

"Before I die, as a nephew, I may have to give you a ride first, please." He Ziming nodded with a smile.

He snapped his fingers, and immediately a policeman stepped forward and escorted He Kunshan and his wife in prison uniforms and handcuffs to the execution ground for lethal injection...

Before Fang Yun left, he couldn't stop cursing and hating He Ziming: "He Ziming, I'll wait for you in the underworld, and when the time comes, I'll need you to die."

"What can you do with me when you're alive? What if you're dead?" He Ziming sneered: "What's more, before you waited for me, my parents have been waiting for you underground for more than twenty years. Mr. He, Mrs. He."

He Ziming watched helplessly as He Kunshan and Fang Yun were escorted to the execution platform, injected with lethal drugs on time, struggled, and died until they were completely cold and turned into two corpses. Only then did they leave their execution peacefully. place of execution...

With the death of the couple, the grievances and hatred between him, the He family and the couple also came to an end.

He Ziming's car accident happened when he was 32 years old. Even he himself didn't know whether his car accident was an accident or a deliberate murder. He had no way of guessing if someone was behind the scenes. , who killed him...

No way, that's what it is like to be in a political vortex. Politics is an extremely dangerous thing.

There were so many people who wanted his life that He Ziming couldn't even count them.

A quick look back at his life, watching the car he was in collide with another car at night.

"In the last world, your life has been reviewed... may the host choose to return to his body, or stay in the mission world and continue to perform various fast-travel missions?" The mechanized voice of the system immediately rang in He Ziming's mind.

He Ziming smiled without even thinking about it: "Of course it's going back to my own body."

He has experienced so many fast travel worlds, and he just wants to return to his body and life, not to become a system npc in countless fast travel worlds.

"I think, I need to remind you that we don't have the power to go back in time in the real world, so even if you go back, you can only go back a few years after your car accident, not before the car accident." Together After staying for so long, the system is still very reluctant to part with He Ziming.

He Ziming raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Based on his understanding of the system, the system must have not finished speaking.

"That is to say, after your brain death in a car accident, your body can only be revived if your body is well preserved, undamaged, and alive... your consciousness returns to the body. If your body has been buried, or If you are cremated, you will be completely dead when you go back, and even your consciousness will no longer exist.” The system’s professional reminder: “In the virtual world, we cannot detect your physical condition in the real world... Excuse me. Do you still insist on going back?"

It tried its best to persuade He Ziming.

He Ziming had a half-and-half chance of being alive when he went back, but if he stayed, his consciousness could gain eternal life.

Facing its lobbying, He Ziming's attitude has never changed: "Go back."

Even if he died, he would die in his own body and return to his own world... He didn't want to use this method to live forever in the emptiness.

"Okay." Seeing that the system couldn't change his mind, the system could only send him back.

He Ziming's consciousness became more and more transparent in the system hall, and when he was about to disappear, he said to the system with a smile: "Total, I will miss you."

"Get out, get out." The system's mechanical voice said with a little choked impatience.

He Ziming's consciousness finally completely disappeared in the system hall, and began to return to his body.

As for his body in the real world, has he been judged to be brain-dead, cremated, buried, or kept there as a vegetable, living mechanically...

Even He Ziming himself couldn't figure it out.

Only his first and only relative in the legal sense, Jiang Zesheng, can make this choice.

But how would Jiang Zesheng choose?

He Ziming himself is not very clear.

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When He Ziming became a little conscious again, his whole body was already in a fog, and he didn't know what time it was.He wanted to open his eyes, look at things, move...but he couldn't open them, couldn't move...

Every day he can only hear a very familiar, cool and not cold voice chattering in his ear, sometimes telling him stories like coaxing a child, sometimes reading poems and singing nursery rhymes to him... ...Inexplicably, that voice made He Ziming feel very warm and nostalgic.

Every day that He Ziming couldn't move, he was yearning, looking forward to the voice coming and accompanying him. Whenever the voice left, he would feel very lonely and unhappy.

On this day, He Ziming waited for a long time and the owner of the voice did not come, which made He Ziming very unhappy.

He Ziming waited for a long time, and finally got the voice that he misses, but it was accompanied by another female voice.

He Ziming was even more unhappy all of a sudden.

"How long are you going to be absurd? He Ziming is already dead, he was declared brain dead by the doctor, and he will never wake up... You let the hypnotist send your consciousness into his consciousness again and again During this time, I tried to wake up his consciousness hundreds of times, sometimes for a few days, sometimes for more than ten days, he didn’t wake up, but your spirit was getting weaker and weaker, and you were about to be unable to support it. Do you know that you are a person who has always existed? A patient with mental problems." The older female voice spoke to the voice he missed: "When he was alive, how much did you love each other? He is dead now, and you are tossing what?"

Who is He Ziming?

What does it mean to be brain dead and never wake up?

He Ziming didn't understand, and he didn't know what the female voice was talking about. He couldn't do anything, but listened silently.

"Addicted to hallucinogens, how many lives do you think you have to do this? Do you think you can see him again after using hallucinogens? I tell you, it's all your hallucinations, he's dead Jiang Zecheng!" The female voice kept blaming the owner of the voice that made He Ziming miss it.

The owner of that voice seldom retorted, only when the woman said that He Ziming was dead, he corrected sadly but firmly: "No, he is not dead, he will definitely wake up again."

There was a deep and restrained sadness in the young man's voice.

Letting He Ziming follow closely felt a pain in his heart, wanting to hug him and coax him.

He Ziming thought, the owner of this voice must be a very important person to him.

Otherwise, how could he love him so much?

"He has been pronounced brain-dead by the doctor. Do you know what brain-dead is? That means he's already dead. The breathing and alive lying here is just a breathing corpse. As long as the oxygen mask Once pulled out, this body will die together with his soul." The woman who was suspected of being the man's mother fiercely corrected the man.

The owner of the voice still stubbornly corrected it: "The doctor made a wrong diagnosis. He just fell asleep temporarily. He didn't suffer any fatal injuries. How could he be brain-dead? It's not like there are no precedents for vegetative people to wake up."

"A vegetative person can use hypnosis to let relatives enter his consciousness to wake up his sleeping consciousness." The woman sneered, and sneered at the man's self-deception: "But what about him? How many times have you entered his consciousness? No, his consciousness didn't fluctuate at all, even the doctor advised you to give up... He's completely dead, it's impossible to wake up again, how long are you going to lie to yourself?"

The man is still insisting, firmly: "No, he is not dead, every time I enter his consciousness, I will have a long, long dream, I can feel him, he is still alive, and one day he will wake up .”

The man is not dead, but who is he who is still alive?

He Ziming didn't know, he just sensed from the man's words that the man must care about him very much, and for no reason He Ziming became a little jealous.

He cares about men so much, how can a man have someone who cares more than him?

impossible.

"If, as you said, he is still conscious and alive, and you, as his legal spouse, can't wake him up after entering his consciousness again and again, it can only explain one problem, that is, he doesn't want to wake up at all. , I don't want to see you, I just want to hide from you far away, I would rather be a lying corpse here than wake up to be with you." The woman said fiercely.

As soon as she said this, the ward was immediately silent, and there was no more sound...

Only the sound of breathing together and rising and falling could be heard.

Her voice was just too shrill.

It made He Ziming, who didn't know everything about it, feel a stabbing pain for no reason, let alone a man.

The man didn't make a sound for a long time.

He Ziming could feel his sorrow and pain from the air.

"No, it's not like that." He Ziming really wanted to refute the woman, hug and coax the man, so that he wouldn't be so sad.

But sadly, there was nothing he could do.

"Zesheng, he is already dead, you accept this reality, let the doctor take off his oxygen mask, and get out of this matter quickly." The woman seemed to be aware of her slip of the tongue, and softened In a calm tone, he comforted him again: "At the beginning, although it was the fair party who proposed the marriage, it was you who wanted He Ziming..."

"I don't know what happened between you, and you feel that you owe him something, and I don't know why you didn't tell him that you are the netizen who has been helping him... Mom knows you are sorry, but in the past After all, it’s over.” The woman sighed deeply: “You have also avenged him, and you have done countless things behind the scenes for his success. You have been entangled in grievances for so many years, and it is time to wake up. It's..."

Who is whose netizen?

And who was it that asked for He Ziming?

He Ziming's brain was a mess, and he couldn't figure out the intricate relationship among them.

The man didn't speak for a long time.

He Ziming suddenly wanted to open his eyes and look at him, to see what was in front of him, and then planned to make another powerless attempt.

But what He Ziming didn't expect was that he actually opened this time...

Jiang's mother was standing facing the hospital bed where He Ziming was lying. She saw that Jiang Zecheng was silent, and was about to say something to persuade him, but suddenly saw He Ziming's eyes that opened suddenly.

Mother Jiang exclaimed all of a sudden: "Hey! Hey!"

Jiang Zecheng, who was sitting beside He Ziming's bed, followed her screams and hurriedly looked towards the person lying on the bed.

He Ziming, who just opened his eyes, just met a gloomy, decadent, pale and tired handsome face... Although it is not very flattering, it is the type he likes.

He Ziming thought so in his heart.

"You...you're awake?" The man unconsciously looked a little cautious, his gloomy eyes flashed hopeful, star-like light.

He Ziming opened his mouth and asked, "You... who are you?"

"Don't you remember? I'm Jiang Zesheng..." The man clenched his fists unconsciously because of restraint.

He Ziming subconsciously shook his head, and after a while, he asked, "Then who am I?"

"You are He Ziming."

"What is our relationship?"

Jiang Zecheng was silent for a long time before he replied stiffly, "I am your husband in the legal sense."

If life is just like first sight, why is Qiu Feng sadly painting a fan.

Then let us go back to the first meeting and start over from the first meeting...

(End of text)

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