soul bondage

The warm sunlight shines on me through the glass window. I squint my eyes and look up through the gaps between my fingers. After my eyes gradually get used to it, I find that I am in a large living room. Behind a black piano, a woman in white is playing music.I walked towards her slowly, even though I knew it was all fake, but when the deceased relatives reappeared in front of me, I still felt unable to control my emotions, how I wished that the person whose life was taken away at that time It's me not them, my mom with her students and music, she shouldn't have left in her 40s, she still has so many cares and responsibilities.But when I was only a few steps away from the white figure, the woman melted into the sunlight, and the music stopped abruptly.

I walked over and stood in front of the piano, ran my fingertips across the ivory-white keys and tried to strike a note.Accompanied by the crisp sound of the piano, the sunlight suddenly disappeared, and the entire space was plunged into darkness.I raised the muzzle of the gun subconsciously and looked around. At this time, the sound of piano playing came from my ears again, but this time the piano music was played intermittently and full of loopholes, and there were whispers in it.All the furniture disappeared in the darkness, and a golden light source from nowhere illuminated a piano in the center of the room. A boy sat on a black chair and tapped vigorously on the keys with his slender fingers. Behind him A young woman was silently watching the boy with a happy smile on her face.

"I won't practice anymore, I can't do it at all!" The boy said with his head down after three or four wrong plays.

"It's already great! You're playing much more fluently than the previous few times, don't be discouraged, let's try again, okay?" The woman gently supported the boy's shoulder with her hand, and the boy pushed her hands away and got off the chair stood up.

"I said I can't do it! I will never play well, I don't like this kind of thing!" The boy threw the score on the ground and ran away in frustration.The woman sighed helplessly, leaned over and picked up the piano scores scattered on the ground one by one.

The lights dimmed, and the scene changed to a huge karaoke room, where a woman led a group of middle school students holding white sheet music, singing a melodious folk song.When the woman sang a few lines, she had to pick up the cup on one side and drink a few sips of water to moisten her throat. Although she could see that she was in pain from her furrowed brows, she still guided the group of immature children with a hoarse voice. singing.The clock on the wall of the karaoke room showed that it was already 06:30 in the evening. From the faces of this group of children, it could be seen that they were tired and impatient, and even a few boys began to complain softly in the crowd.

Those students might just think that their teacher just had a bad throat, but what they didn't know was that my mother had already had chronic pharyngitis at that time, but even so, she still insisted on her job.I bowed my head in shame. At that time, my mother had to rehearse late every night in order to give tutoring to the students participating in the chorus competition, but I didn’t realize her difficulties at all. I just complained like this group of children why my mother Not being able to get home on time to make dinner for myself.If I were a little more sensible at that time, maybe my mother would not be so painful, maybe she wouldn't...

The melody of the folk song gradually distorted, and the scene switched again, this time into a small bedroom.A boy hung his head and tugged at his sleeves to cover a bruise on his forearm.The woman beside him sat on the chair without saying a word, and the two sat face to face in silence.I turned my head away and didn't want to see this scene, obviously it had been so long, but when the familiar scene reawakened my memory, my heart still felt a tingle.Although I avoided looking at it, the sound still poured into my ears like cold lead water.

"Today the teacher called me and said that you had trouble with your classmates at school, tell mom what's going on?" the woman leaned forward and asked softly.

The boy still bowed his head without saying a word, the woman waited patiently for a while, seeing that the boy was still silent, she gently put her hands on the back of the boy's hands, and the boy pulled his hands back, unwilling to look up at the woman in front of her .

"This is my business, you don't have to worry about it." The boy replied indifferently.The woman was taken aback, and then grabbed the boy's wrist.

"Why do you have to fight with those children, why don't you tell the teacher? Can the problem be solved only by doing it?"

"That's the only way I can solve the problem." The boy knew very well that if he told the teacher, the answer he would get would be some nonsense such as "one slap is not enough" or "why don't they provoke others".He never expected that the so-called "authority" would really help him when he was in trouble. They just used their actions to teach the boy that he could only rely on himself when he encountered setbacks, and other people didn't care about your situation at all.

"Are you a savage? Do you have conflicts with others and don't know any other way of communication besides hands?"

"I don't care about you!" The boy stood up abruptly, slammed the door and left, the woman sighed and rubbed the center of her brows gently with her hands.The woman raised her head and looked at me, the look in her eyes was so melancholy, and when she met her eyes, a deep sense of self-blame emerged spontaneously.Why?Why take out my anger on the most important person when I get hurt outside?I know better than anyone else that only they can truly rely on me in this world, and only they will tolerate me unconditionally.

"I'm sorry." I guiltily said this apology that was several years late, but I knew she would never be able to hear it again. This person has passed away, but the living will spend their entire lives regretting the regrets they once had. How nice it would be if they were still alive!

I walked slowly towards her, and at that moment the light hid itself in the darkness again.For some reason, I suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness, and before I realized what was going on, I fell to the ground heavily in the dark.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, wake up!" A distant voice penetrated into my ears, I reluctantly opened my eyes and sat up, my head hurt like it was about to explode.

"Here is it?" I glanced around the room I was in. A single bed was placed in a corner of the room, and beside the bed stood a bookcase and a computer desk, but there was no one on the table or the bookcase. The clutter, all the furniture as far as the eye can see, is covered with white linen.

I stood up and saw that the furniture was covered with clean white cloth, and just as I took a step, I realized that there was also a thick layer of dust on the ground. It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.I fumbled to open the curtains, but the sky outside had already been stained iron gray by the haze. I looked up, and the LED lighting system on the ceiling had also been removed.I looked at the place where the photos of our family of three used to hang, but now there is only an empty photo frame hanging alone on the cracked wall.

At this time, there was a strange laughter outside the door. I shook my head and raised it. I went to the door and put my ear on the wooden door to listen. Intermittent laughter mixed with the sound of the piano came into my ears. Pushing his body against the wooden door, he thought about what to do next.Now, although on the surface I have returned to my former home, I know very well in my heart that my home has long been reduced to ruins in that attack.All these things I have experienced are false, but these hallucinations are so real. If I want to find survivors and teammates as soon as possible, I must always warn myself not to be confused by these grotesque fantasies.No matter how hard I try, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life. These scenes and sounds are just afterimages of my past memories. I can no longer stick to the memories. I want to join the team and take my teammates and survivors out of here.

I tried restarting my electronics, hoping the EMP didn't permanently damage Beru's suit.I was lucky. After a few seconds, the helmet's filter showed that the Beru suit was able to work again, and my whole body was once again wrapped in a fleeting red light, and the shield seemed to be fully charged.I pushed the door open a thin crack, and strangely, all the sounds stopped abruptly as soon as the door was pushed open.I let out a breath and walked sideways to the door. The room was pitch black. I adjusted the filter to adapt to the dark environment, but after I adjusted for a long time, I found that the darkness here was impenetrable like an impenetrable wall.

Just as I was running around like a headless fly, suddenly the surrounding area was reflected blood red by the strong light that surged up from the ground. At this moment, the walls and ceiling of the space I was in were covered with photos, but these photos were all in harmony with Like the film, there are only the outlines of the characters but no color. Under the red light, the blood-red characters in the photo look a bit oozing.Some of these photos I have seen many times, but some of them seem familiar but I still can’t remember where they came from, but even so, every photo here can penetrate my reason and hit the dusty corner of my heart.

I went to a wall and stared at a photo for a long time.In the photo, a Lorca soldier was standing on the ruins, holding the ankle of a dead child with one hand, and fiddled with the head of the corpse with the other. His ugly face seemed to be smiling sinisterly at me.Although the characters in the photo are frozen, I seem to be able to hear the disgusting laughter of the Lorgars, and I can see the blood slowly dripping from the neck of the corpse. I can feel the struggle and fear of the child before he died. .I looked at the pictures on the wall, some people had their legs broken in the explosion, blood splashed into the gully where the ground flowed to the ground, some people were run over by a car out of control, I seemed to be able to hear the legs The sound of your joints and spine being crushed by tires.A mother is kneeling on the ground, head limply before her chest, and in her arms is a seemingly sleeping baby, too young to realize the sacrifices his mother made to save him.How many children have lost their loved ones in this war, and whether they can truly understand that the person who can give everything for them in this world has left forever.

These countless photos let me experience the cruelty of war once again. These victims should have had a better life, and they should not have become victims of alien alien guns.To this day, the Lorgars have not given a reasonable explanation.Why?Why would they commit such a heinous crime against a race they had never met, and why would even a war orphan like Hart forcefully justify the absurdity of his own government?We are not animals to be slaughtered, and the Lorgars are not bloodthirsty thugs, but why do hundreds of human beings become unjust dead like this?My parents didn't deserve to die this way, they shouldn't have died so vaguely!

I took two steps back and looked at the eyes of the people in the photo that were burning due to the red light. I felt that I was slowly being surrounded by the resentment of these dead people.I felt that my heart was already panicking because of fear, and I knew it was just an illusion, but when I saw all the people in the photo, whether they were alive or dead, burning me with their angry eyes, My body began to lose control, and I seemed to hear their whispers, which slowly emerged from my mind rather than hearing them with my own ears.

"Human traitor, you don't deserve to live!"

"Look at your current appearance, how many human shadows are left on your body?"

"You are in the company of the people who killed your parents. Are you worthy of them?"

"You traitor! You lackey of aliens! You will die! You will never be reborn!"

"You haven't made any contribution to your compatriots and your homeland at all, you are only worthy to join forces with those cosmic outcasts!"

"You should exchange with your parents, the person who died at the hands of the Lorgar that night should be you!"

"How do you still have the face to live in this world? Don't let humans find you, otherwise we will definitely skin you alive, drink your blood and eat your flesh, and tear you to pieces."

I felt my head buzzing, a boulder pressed against my chest, and it felt like every breath of air was spitting out the acid in my stomach.These cursing are like razor-soaked razor blades, cutting open the scabbed wounds in my heart again.When I was far away from home, when I abandoned my original identity and life, I only cared about my gains and losses. I would just keep chewing on my pain instead of looking forward. Grief turns into a cold shell, cut off from everything around him.Whatever they say, they are right, I have no right to call myself a human being, I have no right to tell others that I am from Earth, and I have never done anything for my fellow man.When human beings encounter a crisis, I can only run away with my head in my arms, and when I obtain this powerful ability beyond ordinary people, the earth has only become my vague memory.

I fell to my knees, and the curses chattering in my head became more and more harsh, mixed with crying and wailing from time to time.I try to stay awake but my body loses strength and starts to be slowly pulled down by something.wait, this is...

Countless bloody human faces emerged from the ground, walls, and ceiling, followed by pairs of mutilated arms.These people grabbed my limbs and torso with their arms and pulled them down. I struggled to break free, but I was outnumbered. As soon as I used my arms to throw a guy with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, I was held firmly by four or five pairs of arms. Controlled, I tried my best to stand up, but they pressed down on the ground from the knee joint down and couldn't move.In the end, I could only watch helplessly as I was dragged into the dark underground by countless hands.At the last moment, I seemed to see a familiar face on the wall, but his forehead and left cheek had been pierced by bullets, leaving two shocking blood holes.

"Why don't you help me?"

I kept falling in the dark, and just when I felt something coming out of my throat, my body finally hit the solid ground. Fortunately, I was wearing a Beru suit, otherwise I would have to meet him in advance. Max.

As soon as I hit the ground, I quickly took off my helmet and bent down to vomit. When I finally straightened up, I realized that although so many guys covered in blood attacked me just now, there was no blood stain on my Beru suit. phantom!

I picked up the water bag and raised my neck and took two sips to try to wash away the bitter taste in my mouth.Although what I experienced just now still gives me chills in retrospect, fortunately I didn't waste ammunition on things that didn't exist, and although I consumed two grenades and a lot of ammunition in the previous encounter on the street, I still have a lot of ammunition with me. The distance of the team is much closer. If we avoid firefights from now on, it shouldn't be a problem to join the team as soon as possible.Whatever I was facing, my enemy clearly hoped to use my demons to bring me down, and at one point he did.But now that there are no noisy wailing sounds and deceptive illusions in my ears, I have regained my senses. I have indeed not made any substantial contributions to my compatriots, but this does not mean that the future will still be the same, and I cannot save mine. Parents and other people, it is impossible for me to make up for the mistakes I made due to willfulness when I was a child. Since the past is a foregone conclusion, the only thing I can do now is to take my teammates out of here and let them survive.

I put on my helmet and turn on the communicator.

"This is the Archangel, please reply if you receive it, it's over." After waiting for about half a minute, a response finally came from the headset.

"Archangel, leave us alone. We are surrounded, only me is left, and the others are already..." Andel said weakly.

"Hold on, wait for me!" I rushed forward at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint.

"It's too late, Yu Zhe, it's too late." The communicator rang again with a rustling busy tone.I ran forward as fast as possible. Although I was eager to save people, I still didn't understand why the five fully armed scouts were disintegrated so easily, but I was able to survive?In terms of strength, I can't tell any of them apart, and the efficiency of the five of them fighting side by side can match a human company-level troop that has experienced many battles. The more I think about it, the more I feel strange?

When I run for about 1 minute I glance at the ICT on my arm.Strange, why doesn't the distance seem to shorten much?I stared at the ICT and ran forward for several hundred meters, but the distance between the coordinates and me remained unchanged.I looked forward and glanced back, wondering why this ruin has no other facilities except for the promenade where you can't see your fingers.Now there is only one way, and there is no other choice but to go forward, but is this really the right way?Why the coordinates are like a mirage and I can never meet.What happened today is too unimaginable.

"Those alien monsters are so pitiful, they pinned their hopes on you." At this time, the wall on my left emitted a dark purple light, and a black figure walked slowly across the wall, laughing disgustingly. It made me feel hairy, I had clearly cut his throat, but now this guy who looks exactly like me is smiling at me from the other side of the transparent glass-like wall, I clenched tightly□□ ready to start at any time attack.

"There will always be poor guys who choose to believe in people who are not trustworthy at all. A scum like you, even if you change your skin, a beast is still a beast after all." That guy glanced up and down at me with disdain.

"It's ridiculous, since you said that you are me, what's the point of denying my existence now?" I counterattacked him with words while paying attention to whether there were enemies ambushing around.

"I'm better than you. I won't abandon my friends. I won't let people around me be shot to death." He walked forward as he spoke, and the dark purple light slowly followed him into the distance , reflected at the foot of a dilapidated building.A student whose face had been slapped beyond recognition stumbled forward, and behind him several ferocious young men were chasing him with steel pipes and crowbars, making fun of him wantonly.

"He once asked you for help, but what happened? Well, he is really blind!" The guy who looked like me teased me while watching the student-looking kid slowly being caught up with interest. .

"Come out, I promise to kill you again!" I gritted my teeth and growled.

"What's the use of killing me, you still can't change anything! Hey, that poor ghost was caught." He leaned lazily against the glass wall with his back to me.

I saw with my own eyes that the boy was knocked to the ground by a stick, but he did not give up and continued to crawl forward on the ground.

"No, let him go." I slapped the wall hard, the dull sound of the steel pipe hitting the flesh and the painful wailing made me lose my mind, I raised my carbine and fired at the glass wall, but the bullet bounced off after the impact , has no effect at all.

"That's impossible!" I said, looking at the intact glass.

I watched the sticks and machetes fall on my childhood playmate again and again, and beat the glass hard. If I help him expose his uncle, will he not have to endure this kind of torture?But I was also afraid, and I was also afraid that I would end up like him.

Finally, these people stopped.But at this moment, the leader took out a black object from his waist and aimed it at the forehead of the dying person on the ground.

"Damn it, stop!" Two black crows on the roof not far away were frightened by the loud gunshots, flapped their wings and left the gray tall building and disappeared into the sky. All the scenes were melted into a purple halo among.

"Oh, it's so cruel! Hahaha..." My phantom turned around and laughed at me, making a **** gesture while laughing and pressing it against its own temple.

"You beast!"

"Let me do the math for you, Archangel. How many people in your sad and short life were you willing to give to, and where are they now? Your parents are dead, and you Childhood friends were shot, even your classmates and friends left you because of your loneliness, and now you have nothing. These illusions you experience are not just figments of your imagination, they are It is the regret that can never be made up in your heart, helping your best classmate escape from danger, rescuing your parents who were killed and witnessing the death of your best friend, and the appearance of your long-dead mother and her favorite piano music before her death, of course Besides, there's me." He pointed his little finger at himself.

"The reason why you were able to leave the earth so resolutely was not because you were strong-willed or dared to take risks, on the contrary, the reason why you left the earth without any worries was because you were cowardly, and you hoped to use a new identity to escape from your original life. No matter where you are, no matter how the years change, you can't escape, because the real you is still on the earth, still in the ruins that can never be rebuilt."

"Shut up! I'm not alone, I have my team, I have my ideals, you are stimulating me to make me lose my fighting spirit, you are wrong!"

"Team? Ideal? Your heart has been occupied by remorse and regret from the very beginning, you have no friends at all! Deep in your heart you still think they are strange aliens, even though you have helped them desperately, That's just you trying to make up for your previous sins. As the only earthling in the scout training class, you have been training hard every day for two years, even spending the night at the training ground in order to improve your killing ability. It's not because of your hard work. You just have a pathetic self-esteem in your heart. You don’t want other races to laugh at you. You hope to serve your home planet in this way. You have always regarded your fellow students as part of your job and your competition Opponents, they didn't come into your life at all, like your adoptive parents."

"It's nonsense, don't bring uncles and aunts into it!"

"I'm talking nonsense? Then let me ask you, from seven years ago to now, have you ever really smiled? Are you happy for even a moment because of your improved training results or awards? Are you happy for even a moment because of the friendship between your comrades-in-arms?" Are you touched by mutual support? The answer is no, your heart has long since died. There are two Chu Mingyu, Yu Zhe or Archangel here, but it doesn’t matter, you always think that I am the dark side of your heart, I Right? But in fact, I am the real you, you who have broken free from the shell of hypocrisy and the shackles of hypocrisy. And you, you are just a walking dead." The person behind the glass waved at me and disappeared under the purple light middle.

"It's not true, I'm different from him." I said to myself to comfort myself, but I couldn't find a reason to deny him in my heart.

I bent forward along the narrow passage that was rendered dark purple by the strong light. I must not be overwhelmed here. I have been walking for so long, and I cannot give up here!

The passage got lower and lower until at last I had to crawl. The coordinates displayed on the ICT are still fixed at the same location. Although the surface temperature of Eternal Winter Star is extremely low, the temperature here has been kept within the acceptable range of the body since entering this damn underground ruins, but now somehow, Bei Lufu shows that the current temperature is gradually dropping. Does it mean that I will be able to leave the ruins soon?In other words, in front of me is a certain freezer of the ruins, which is the "big refrigerator" used by the original owners of the ruins, the Yakang people, to store supplies.Forget it, it’s definitely not the first one. Since I entered the ruins, this big guy has warmly entertained me with all kinds of monsters and phantoms. How could he let me go so easily now?

I don't know how long I climbed in this narrow passage, and finally I fell from a frosted exit.I observed the surrounding environment in puzzlement. The metal shelves were full of unknown items. At the end of the row of narrow aisles, there were two large French windows. The quiet street outside the window was decorated with a silver world filled with snow.I walked towards the door, and there was a strange decoration beside the door, but I didn't pay attention to it, but went straight to the door and opened the heavy door, with a pleasant bell ringing, white snowflakes flew towards the door I rushed over.

"What the hell is going on?" I stepped deep into the soft snow, and the falling snowflakes adhered to the filter of the helmet to form a light layer of hoarfrost.In the distance, there were several human-shaped black shadows standing motionless on the snow. I wiped the hoarfrost on the filter and walked towards them cautiously.My scalp is a little numb, because although these guys look like humans, my thermal vision and life detection systems show that I am the only one here, and these guys have not moved since just now, and have remained stiff pose.

I moved a little closer to them, praying in my heart that the other party would not attack me suddenly.

Just when I was about to reach the figure closest to me, all the street lights on the whole street suddenly turned on. I was startled and quickly detected the surroundings with sonar, but there were no suspicious signs nearby.

The dazzling lights seemed to wake up the pedestrians on the street from their slumber, and everyone started to move, but for some reason these people always made me feel a little strange, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Sir, where is this place?" I stepped forward and asked the person just now, and I saw the man in the brown trench coat turned around and looked at me dully, the stubble on the corner of his mouth was covered with snowflakes, and his cloudy eyeballs were dull Looking directly at me is very uncomfortable.

"You don't belong here."

"Sir, where is it?"

"You don't belong here." After the man finished speaking, he turned and disappeared into the noisy crowd.I observed the increasingly crowded crowds around me, and felt that every movement of these people's limbs and every expression on their faces looked the same as ordinary people at first glance, but upon closer inspection, I found that these people were like programmed robots Same, try to play your role well in this world that doesn't exist.

"Down with Western imperialism, down with all alien forces!" I turned around and saw a few young people wearing vests with slogans on them, shouting slogans at the crowd with loudspeakers.

Such militants arose not long after the Lorgars attacked Earth, and this has to do with the first peaceful establishment of diplomatic relations between humans and the first alien race, the Partonians.That is the most authoritative organization in the human world-the United Nations immediately started related matters after learning that the alien race had thrown an olive branch, but what everyone didn't expect was when the special envoy of the United Nations went to the Parton's space shuttle for negotiations It was discovered that the U.S. government had taken the lead, and the then U.S. President McCaden announced to the world through TV and the Internet that he, as the largest economy in human society, should build a peaceful bridge for human society to communicate with alien civilizations.Although many countries, including other permanent members of the United Nations, expressed strong opposition, the United States has once again skipped the United Nations and international laws since the Iraq war and began to monopolize all cooperation projects with alien races, claiming to protect the safety of human beings A large number of troops and drones are deployed to various countries.

The United Nations established after the end of World War II had already existed in name only at that time, and was replaced by the New Earth Pact Organization headed by the United States. This so-called "Union of Earth" organization began to implement its own "wartime norms" on this planet.Any non-Earth Federation country is not allowed to have its own low-Earth orbit troops, and all sovereign countries must provide [-]% of their government revenue to the Earth Federation's space fleet for military expenses every year. In addition, in order to be able to more Good to dominate the earth, these bastards even formulated the "New Earth Security Treaty", and placed dozens of satellites above the earth to monitor other countries. If it weren't for our government's claim that it would not hesitate to fight with each other, I am afraid that this group of imperialist countries and their lackeys It is time to forcibly invade the mainland of our country under the pretext of supporting the reconstruction work.

We have all lost our relatives and homeland, but these hegemonists not only did not share the same hatred with other countries to resist foreign humiliation, but also tried to take the opportunity to cut a piece of flesh from their own brothers and feet. If such a loose sand-like race is invaded again, perhaps It's not as simple as casualties and losses of tens of billions, and maybe the family will die.

"Let the imperialist army die and blow up their satellites!" I stared at the blood-red text on their vests, which were printed with all kinds of empty words that have no practical meaning or are not realistic at all. Hateful, but shouldn't we be focusing more on finding missing persons and eliminating arms smugglers?Haven't they thought about who wants to disintegrate the motherland amid guns and "democracy", and who wants to plant seeds of suspicion in the hearts of the Chinese people through those missing youths and unscrupulous media.These are much more realistic than clamoring to use "Xiaomi Plus" to destroy the enemy's aircraft carrier fleet.

"Come on, buddy." The leader, a young man with acne all over his face, handed me a leaflet.

"We must fight to the end for our homeland!" The excited guy yelled at me. I saw his saliva splash on my body and wiped it with a leaflet.

"It's snowing so hard that you can't read the words on the leaflets unless you wipe them off." I said as I stepped back.

"The country needs all of us to protect it, join our YMCA." The boy held my hands and looked up at me.

"Well, thank you for your kindness. But what exactly are you doing?" I said, looking down at the man who had just reached my chest.

"We will organize such small groups to promote our patriotic slogans in our spare time. In addition, we will also hold regular patriotic education learning activities. How about it? Are you interested in joining?" He waited expectantly. follow my answer.

"Sounds pretty good. It's really good for you to promote patriotism, but I think since you have this platform, why don't you carry out some publicity activities about missing persons or embargoed weapons? After all, compared to the black guns around us on American ships Wouldn't it be more harmful to us with an unknown kidnapping gang?" When I finished speaking and saw the other person's face, I felt a little regretful, and I was even a little worried that his eyeballs would pop out.

"It's already a national crisis, and you still only think about your own safety, don't you feel ashamed?"

After hearing his questioning, everyone on the street stared at me, and their dull eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Why is this person like this? He has no sense of responsibility at all."

"That's right, the country is destroyed by such people."

"I think this is something that belongs to parents who have not been well educated and have no tutoring."

"If China goes to war, this kind of person will definitely be a running dog of the US emperor. Look at him, he looks like a traitor." The people on the street gathered around me, like clockwork. He pointed at me angrily and condemned.

"That's not what I mean. I just want to say that the current gun smuggling and missing persons are more harmful to the country." I explained hastily, but I was wondering how they could see my face through the Beru uniform.

"Gun smuggling and missing persons are all the attention of the news media. There have never been lunatics with guns around us, so the party and the government must have wiped out these gangsters. These are all