When the wind of rebirth blows again

Military sniper rifle.

M8 armor-piercing incendiary bomb.

The shell length alone is 99mm.

In high-end hotels, the walls are usually thicker for sound insulation, and the walls of nearly 40 centimeters are almost pierced.

Jun Yiyan bent his legs and squatted halfway, looking at the shattered glass shards on the ground, his eyebrows furrowed into a ball.

Scott put away the gun and squatted down, no longer as relaxed as before, and said solemnly: "Great hand, this gun can have a range of 1500 meters, don't even think about catching the murderer, he ran away long ago and disappeared."

Even so, I still ran to the balcony to look outside. There were several high-rise buildings on the opposite side, and there were several places suitable for sneak attacks.

Scott shook his head and walked back: "Aren't you China the most particular about feng shui? Remember to find a more reliable place in advance next time you have an affair."

"...Military sniper,... you mean it was done by the army? The country wanted Feitong's life!? Just because he screwed up the military experiment project?" Fu Weitong was stunned and shocked.

The rest of the people were silent.

Fu Weitong was about to go crazy: "You can shoot and kill people in broad daylight. Are you shooting a shootout movie!? What about the law, about human rights... Can someone tell me that this is not a society ruled by law?"

"The law is a sharp blade serving the ruler, how can the knife in your hand stab yourself. Baby, you are so naive! But it's cute enough, I like it!"

One after another gunshots rang out, and the outside was already in chaos. The hotel staff called the police early. Anyone who happened to this kind of thing was afraid of getting burned.

When Song Jue led the people to rush in, Fu Weitong was asking if it was another prank by those bastard colleagues who pretended to be robbers last time.

Song Jue flicked his gun carelessly, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that celebrities are also such idiots. They like to speak ill of others behind their backs. This eccentricity should be able to sell a lot of money to gossip magazines."

"why you?"

He bared his teeth and smiled at Feitong: "Lu Gong, you don't seem to see the expression of your relatives."

Song Jue called it to protect the scene, and drove away the gossip crowd.Walking back and forth by myself, studying the broken glass shards for a long time, looking decent.

"Don't play tricks like the last time you glanced at it. It turns out that it's a thief calling for a thief."

Unwilling to be teased, Fu Weitong and Scott didn't have a good impression of Song Jue and his gang. Fu Weitong was inferior to Chengfu with a big nose, so he couldn't help but sneer.

Song Jue glared at him, then took the bullet case from Jun Yiyan's hand, looked at it carefully, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you say?"

Strong lethal weapons, unscrupulous shooting, too deliberate...the government wants a person to disappear, there are countless ways to leave no trace, why so much fanfare, and it's not a TV show.

Song Jue clapped his hands and praised, and deliberately told someone: "That's right, the showbiz has small chests and small brains, and men and women are the same. If you doubt good people casually, your conscience will be greatly damaged."

Jun Yiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, not in the slightest mood to tease.

"Don't talk nonsense, what's going on?"

"I was attacked by surprise, isn't that obvious."

Jun Yiyan narrowed his eyes: "I just want to ask you, why would someone sneak attack him as an academic? Who did it?"

"It's related to nuclear research. It's a key military project. You haven't heard that several nuclear physics experts in Iran have been killed. We were all ordered to protect the road worker. It was you who robbed people without permission, thanks to the road worker's skill." , burn high incense if nothing serious happens."

Fu Weitong scoffed: "I don't know who is pretending to be a bandit to rob people."

Song Jue went to the side and sat down, and explained patiently: "When every national key military research is in progress, any scientific researcher with a special task is specially protected by the state, and they need to report when they come in and out. We just carry out Official business. ——Actually, it’s quite a toss, but fortunately, the road worker is an otaku, so we don’t need to work so hard.”

Scott said: "It's no wonder that a large number of Chinese talents have been outflowed, and academic research has been made like a terrorist activity by you. Have you ever thought about how hard it is for scientists under high pressure?"

"No way, foreign powers always look down on others. Compared with freedom and life, the two are less important. A country's wealth can make its people strong. Of course, you old men with a democratic spirit can't understand it."

Song Jue played tricks, Scott was so angry that he was about to get angry, but Fu Weitong stretched out his hand to stop him.

Song Jue snorted softly, turned his face away.

Jun Yiyan pursed his lips and put on a cold face. He never thought that there would be such complicated things in academics, and even life safety would be involved.

He remembered that when the youthful Lu Feitong told him about his goals and responsibilities, the man who was a head shorter than him asked him if he had any goals.

How persistent Lu Feitong was, he knew from the beginning.

Even if you give up emotions or anything else, you must always stick to your dreams and goals.

——Responsibility, the rebirth of more people.

Jun Yiyan remembered what he told himself before going abroad.

Is it only because of the danger of life that a person with a heart as hard as a rock should give up his persistence for many years?

There is no need to ask the road is not the same, Jun Yiyan also finds it funny.

It's not impossible, it's simply impossible.

There must be a reason for him to do this.

Song Jue said: "Lu Gong, although I don't know the reason, you gave up the experiment and abandoned us. But now the situation outside is so dangerous, you should go back with us."

"Go back and be imprisoned by you again?"

"We are protecting the lives of the road workers." Song Jue confronted Jun, "No matter how good the road workers are, it is impossible for them to have such luck every time."

Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, he has no concealment of his weakness, and he doesn't mind others knowing it at all.

"Who wants to hurt him?"

"A second-generation red man who wants to replace the captain. If the road worker dies, all the responsibility can be pushed to the captain. And..." Song Jue glanced at Scott subconsciously, not wanting to say more, " You know that the DPRK and China are not at peace recently, it is better to be careful, if you are not careful, you will be the one who regrets it."

"...The Second Red Generation? Who is it? What's your name?" Fu Weitong asked repeatedly.

Song Jue stared: "Why! Refuse to disclose state secrets!"

Jun Yiyan's expression was stiff, his eyebrows twitched, and Song Jue raised his stake: "The captain said that if you don't feel at ease, you can follow along. Although it is related to military secrets, special treatment is given during special times."

Then he pointed at Fu Weitong and the two, and added: "Forget about the two of them, we don't run an inn, so we won't treat them one by one."

Jun Yiyan lowered his head and remained silent. He was seriously thinking about the feasibility of this matter. Song Jue was right when he said that two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Well, that's true... He turned his eyes and looked over there——

Lu Feitong's thick eyelashes drooped, as if he felt someone's gaze, and when he raised his eyes, there was some tenderness in the meeting gaze. Before Jun Yiyan could appreciate it carefully, he had already turned his face to tell Song Jue that he didn't need it.

"Lu Gong, don't refuse in a hurry, no one dares to force you to do it, you just sleep like last time, and you can feel at ease with us watching."

"Thank you." Lu Feitong still insisted, "But no need, I don't want to go back to that place, everything is over."

"Roadworker—"

"Forget it." Jun Yiyan stretched out his hand to interrupt him: "Song Jue, send a message to your captain Fang, and I accept it. However, he doesn't want to go back, and I don't want Feitong to continue, so we won't go It's messed up."

"Mr. Jun, that road worker—"

Jun Yiyan smiled and suddenly felt very proud.

"Don't worry, if I can't protect him, I won't live in vain. Let's die for love together."

Although Jun Yiyan has a thick skin, he has scruples about differences, and rarely discloses the relationship between the two in public.Now Song Jue made the seriousness of the situation, but he was filled with a heroic spirit, and he spoke without restraint.

After saying a word, Scott stared, and Lu Feitong stared.

Fu Weitong's face turned gray instantly.

Song Jue's expression was complete, and he spread his hands with a smile: "The hotel is not safe, where are you going? Anyway, people can't be abducted out of the country! I don't think the road worker wants to go back to the school's small apartment."

where to?

In fact, Lu Feitong himself has no concept.

Jun Yiyan didn't know who to say hello to, but he got an SUV and teased him with a smirk: "Would you like to drive it and get back the old style?"

"……where to?"

"Tell me, is there anywhere you want to go?"

After a while of silence, he counted the encounters and departures in his heart over the years. After living here for six years, Lu Feitong found that there were really not many places he could go. In the eyes of most people, he was just a bookworm. Sociable and no friends.

Lu Feitong watched him skillfully turn the steering wheel, and suddenly remembered something: "Do you still play racing?"

The dream he once had.

"I don't have time, I'm so busy every day. But I found another way - to play drag racing with the police on the streets of London in the middle of the night. It's super cool. And tell you a funny thing, Scott and the others found Me, because I speeded too many times in the middle of the night, I thought it was a strange man, but I didn't expect it to be a lunatic. Hahaha—”

As if recalling the past, his laughter was particularly hearty.

Lu Feitong turned his head to look at him, his youthful innocence receded, the lines of his side face were tough and smooth, and the deep facial features were just right.This is really a very good-looking man, enthusiastic, cheerful, and full of sunshine.

"Why are you looking at me?"

He turned his head to look out of the window, and smiled again: "You just keep watching, I won't charge you."

Driving to the south of the city, the scenery outside the car window became more and more familiar. It was the time after school, and the students who were released from prison poured out like a tide.

The police stood in the middle of the road directing red to stop and green to open a safe passage.Young boys and girls teamed up in twos and threes, with bright expressions on their faces, bouncing across the road.

Youth is the biggest difference.

The snack stalls were surrounded by hungry students, and their thin white arms stretched out like sections of fresh lotus root.Lu Feitong tilted his head to look around, and the old man's wrinkled smiling face was revealed in the gaps of the crowd.

Lu Feitong himself didn't notice the beauty that the corners of his mouth could not help but evoke.

Step up the stairs.Lu Feitong followed behind, still a little surprised: "...I thought I would go back..."

He didn't go on, both of them understood.

Jun explained without turning his head: "It's better here, the bustling urban area, next to the school, plus there are many people in this neighborhood, the so-called big hermit in the city—" He took out the key to open the door, turned his head and looked at him. Chin raised: "Why are you standing there, come in."

"I thought you took care of this house."

"Where are you willing to deal with it?"

The house was very old and unoccupied, and there was a thick layer of dust on the white sheets covering the furniture.Jun Yiyan choked and coughed uncontrollably: "...I'll find a cleaner to clean it later, it's almost like a big desert."

"No, we'll clean it ourselves."

Lu Feitong said that he walked to the balcony, facing the green and neat lawn of the school, a few boys who didn't come home after school were chasing and playing football. It was not noisy, but it was very lively.

The anxious mood calmed down at once.

Jun Yiyan laughed and joked behind him: "Student Lu Feitong, welcome home."