Tigers ban coveting

Why is there no record in the system of the commander who died in the first battle?

Ling Junhan lowered his eyes, and a terrifying possibility flashed in his heart.

Unless, it's the same person.

He stood at the same place and sorted out the information of the Institute. The name provided by the professor was Lu Huai, which meant that he did not necessarily know the existence of Ling Yang.

What about the others?For example, Ling Xu, how much does he know.

Duan Wuxin leaned over to look at his communicator, a little puzzled, "Why can't I find it?"

"I guess people change his gene bank records. Every person in the Federation will register the gene bank at birth, which cannot be destroyed. But the name and photo can be changed, so..." Ling Jun paused, looking at him hesitantly .

It feels like there is an uproar hidden behind this photo.

Li Yingyi was covering up the news that he was still alive, and using means to wipe out everything about Yu Lingyang.

Duan Wuxin's eyes widened, and he made some frightened guesses: "So, maybe he didn't die back then, he faked his death and was arrested. After all, seven years after my father died, I met him once in the laboratory."

Residual memories flashed through his mind, the young man was extremely thin, with sunken cheeks.

Because she was imprisoned without seeing the sun all year round, her entire skin revealed an unhealthy pale color.

If that is Ling Yang...

Duan Wuxin lowered her eyes. It turned out that they had met each other many years ago.

It's a pity that they couldn't protect themselves at that time, and they couldn't rescue him from the purgatory on earth together.

"I'm Ling Xu calling." Ling Junhan's fingers pinching the communicator turned white, and his palms were dripping with thin layers of sweat.

If it was the same person, he couldn't recall what kind of life Ling Yang lived in the laboratory.

The power was quickly connected, and Ling Xu said in a pleasant voice: "Jun Han, you finally figured it out, are you willing to contact me?"

"Who is Lu Huai?" Ling Junhan asked straight to the point.

The other side was silent for a few seconds before slowly opening his mouth: "How do you know this name? He was my brother's former name. When his parents divorced when he was young, he took his mother's last name. Later, after his parents remarried, he joined the army and changed his name. Cheng Lingyang."

The same person, if so.

Ling Junhan looked even colder, and asked: "He was also sent to the beast soul?"

"It's not me, I didn't send him there."

Ling Xu was shocked, and repeatedly denied: "When we heard the news of his death in battle, we could only build an empty tomb to worship because there was no body. I liked Mei Mei early in the morning, but I was not so cruel as to be against him. My own brother will do it."

Ling Junhan squinted his eyes, staring at the young face on the tombstone, wondering if he was fake.

He twitched his palms, and suddenly said softly, "Isn't his death strange? He's also a soldier, and he didn't even check his movements carefully? There is no record of Ling Yang in the gene bank, and you can detect something strange by moving your fingers a little. "

He paused, and continued to speculate: "Actually, I had noticed something was wrong a long time ago, but I had evil thoughts in my heart, so I let it happen. At that time, I had already started to develop feelings for my mother, and I didn't want to let go of the hard-won love, so I pretended that nothing happened. It happened. In the final analysis, even if it is not the origin, it is an accomplice."

Ling Xu was silent, stuttering and not knowing how to respond.

"Jun Han, I..."

"Do you know what kind of life he lived in those years? He was imprisoned for seven years in that dark laboratory, and finally died in it because of frequent experiments. Li Yingyi even adjusted his facial features in order to hide his eyes and ears. You can't have a whole body."

Thinking of this long time span, Ling Junhan couldn't control his emotions.

His eyes were red, and he asked word by word, "There was a chance to rescue him, but I didn't. After all these years, has my conscience ever been at peace?"

"I didn't find out back then. I avoided it on purpose. I'm sorry, I'm sorry brother..." Ling Xu's voice was very low, hoarse, and trembling, "But I didn't send people there, so I can't push all the crimes away. on my head."

Ling Junhan nodded, and said with a blank expression: "You think I've been wronged, don't you? Tell my mother all the details of these things and let her see if I'm too extreme."

"No, mom can't know, she can't know." Ling Xu murmured, "If he knew that his brother was not killed in battle, he would collapse after being tortured for so many years."

"I'm afraid she will think she is an accomplice and divorce me. Ling Xu, this life counts as one. The law does not impose sanctions, but you have to bear the consequences. If you don't say it, I will." Ling Junhan gritted his teeth and said, "I've been planning for three days Time, enough?"

Ling Xu's tone became panicked, "Junhan, don't force me. I have been in a good relationship with Meimei for so many years, and I still have the heart to make him feel sad? Dead people can't be resurrected, should we let the living Have a better time?"

"I think she should know. As for how she will make a decision later, I respect her opinion." Ling Junhan seemed to have returned to the decisive marshal, and he would not leave any room for a selfish and cowardly person.

Ling Xu sighed and lowered his voice, "Okay, I'll talk to her sometime."

"Don't play tricks, I'll keep an eye on it." Ling Jun hung up the phone with a cold face, his chest heaving and he was restless.

Lu Huai is Ling Yang, this is more unacceptable than knowing that he died in battle.

Instead of dying glamorously and fearlessly on the battlefield, he was tortured to death.

Thinking of this, the pain of being pierced by a needle spread again.

Across the vast time span, they are suffering the same suffering.

He looked sideways at Duan Wuxin, and slightly opened his lips, "I heard it, it's far more cruel than we know."

Duan Wuxin touched his arm, not knowing where to start to comfort him, as if all words became superfluous.

They are all poor people who were played by the beast soul plan, and their parents died together under those crazy plots for power.

He blinked, put his arms around Ling Junhan's back, and said softly: "Uncle, his military talent was handed over to me. In a sense, he has always been by my side. He didn't die. He has been with me for a long time." Love. I don't know how to enlighten, we all have to live well so that their passing will not become meaningless, okay?"

Ling Junhan pinched his chin and looked at Duan Wuxin carefully.

For the first time, he lamented how the cutting edge of the Beast Soul Project could transfer the talent of a worthless person to another creature and successfully transplant it.

But as Duan Wuxin said, this is the only lucky thing.

Ling Yang's one-on-one experimenter is Duan Wuxin, perhaps in the dark, everything has already been predestined.

Fate is too good at playing tricks on people, it is cruel and merciless.

After experiencing so much suffering, he was finally able to get back Duan Wuxin who accompanied him for life.

"Fortunately, it's okay." Ling Junhan hugged him with trembling palms, like a drowning man finally grabbing a life-saving straw. At this moment, he has the courage to continue living.

He looked sideways at Ling Yang's tombstone, with infinite regret and warmth in his eyes, "Dad, I look at it with my heart, thank you for choosing him, he must be guiding us to come together. Li Yingyi is going to be executed soon, we I will help revenge. I hope I can live a longer and happier life in my next life."

Duan Wuxin shed tears silently for these innocent lost lives.

It was coming to an end, all suffering was coming to an end, he saw the dark clouds in the sky dissipate, revealing a faint golden light.

Three days later, Ji Mei simply chose to divorce, Ling Xu finally did not quibble, and silently signed.

It is said that he tried hard to keep him for several days, and knelt down day and night to beg for forgiveness.But the person is dead, and now the belated apology is meaningless.

The love he had obtained by all means was finally shattered, and the rest of his life would be spent in pain and regret.

Maybe the separation of the wife and children is the punishment for the selfishness that came late.

After Ling Jiamu learned of the incident, he beat and scolded his father out of righteous indignation, and moved out of the house completely.

He was sitting in front of the marshal's mansion with a lot of suitcases, refusing to leave.

When Ling Junhan came out, he cried and hugged his thigh, crying like he was abandoned by a scumbag: "Brother, I broke up with him, and now I have nowhere to go! Take me in, take me in quickly!"

"Where's Mom?" Ling Junhan moved his feet, and found that this thing was harder than an octopus, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Ling Jiamu said: "She and her best friend went to other planets to relax, and they probably won't come back in a while."

Seeing the person's expression loosen, he howled again: "You can't leave me alone, I'm a younger brother!"

"Get up, throw me to death." Ling Junhan reached out and grabbed his neck, pulling him up from the ground.

He didn't intend to offend everyone, he lowered his head and carried his suitcase with one hand and walked in, "What are you doing in a daze, come here."

Ling Jiamu jumped up and jumped on his back, and was driven off again. His actions were ridiculous.

He touched his nose and asked, "Why isn't Xinxin here?"

"He went to the military camp. He finished communicating with the group of animal experiments, sent some back to the curator, and registered some for military management. He wanted to train an army of beasts."

Ling Junhan's tone became gentle, "The kid is quite ambitious. I heard that the animals are quite obedient to him, and he manages well."

"It's awesome, as expected of my sister-in-law, she is very powerful." Ling Jiamu leaned over and whispered to him, and quietly leaked the inside story: "I heard that Hill will resign tomorrow, who is the next president? Do you want to participate in the election? "

Ling Junhan said: "I'm not that interested. Vanity Fair is too tiring. It's better to stay in the army."

"But now there are so many voices, don't you think it's a pity? Most of them hope to come to power and be an upright president." Ling Jiamu touched him, "Aren't you tempted?"

"Not interested." Ling Junhan handed the suitcase to Xiaobai, commanding: "Make the third floor free for him to live in."

"Living with you, isn't it good?" Ling Jiamu scratched his head, but moved upstairs consciously, without being polite.

Ling Junhan snorted, "It doesn't matter, anyway, we are going to move to Beishu soon, I am looking for someone to renovate this day, and I won't live with us for a few days."

Ling Jiamu felt baffled: "The house isn't in good condition, why reinstall it?"

"Change the gear, install a big mirror, forget it, why am I talking so much, this brat can't understand."

Ling Junhan threw him to the third floor, and went straight back to his room to continue working.

At night, Duan Wuxin came back late.

He didn't even bother to take off his military uniform, he lazily went to the recliner next to him, and began to call out: "Xiao Lingzi, come and help me massage my shoulders."

"Come on, ancestor." Ling Junhan pinched the sore corners of his eyes, got up from the swivel chair, and walked to his side to lay the person down.

He knelt on Duan Wuxin's waist, his legs were wide open, and he skillfully pressed some hard backs with his hands.

Unfastening a button for the child, he squeezed the back of his fair neck, "Tired today?"

"Tired, those animals probably have excess hormones, they exercise a lot, I'm going to be tossed to death by them." Duan Wuxin was served comfortably, and replied, "Hey, take it easy, it hurts."

Ling Junhan slowed down his movements, his fingertips slid down his back, and his hands became more and more erotic.

Duan Wuxin clicked his tongue and turned to stare at him, "Please don't move so obscenely, press carefully."

Since watching Ling Yang that day, the atmosphere in the movie has been very quiet.

People have always been in a bad mood, and there is much less fighting.But those sad stories will always turn over, and they always have to learn to look forward.

Duan Wuxin snorted again, feeling that this person had indeed adjusted his mood and started to live again.

The fingertips seemed to be on fire, pointing down along the back, with fancy movements.

The whole body is soft, and the fingers gradually move to the waist, slowly kneading.

Duan Wuxin knocked off his hand with a backhand, and warned again, "Can you be more honest."

Ling Junhan squeezed the soft flesh in the palm of his hand with an innocent face, and said, "Why am I being dishonest? Am I just holding it down?"

"Don't do this, I want to react..." Duan Wuxin blushed and buried her face in her arms, "I'm a little tired today and don't want to do it."

Ling Junhan teased sullenly, "Sure enough, he's young, he's young, he can do all of this."

"Shut up." Duan Wuxin felt that his hand was gradually returning to normal, and said in a muffled voice, "Is Li Yingyi's execution day coming soon, should he be executed by shooting? He has done so many bad things, and he will be killed with a single shot. It will be cheap for him."

Ling Junhan paused his fingers, and said slowly: "Then what do you think is the right way to deal with it?"

"At least we have to torture to death slowly, the two of us, and our parents, how can we not be tortured to death by him, breaking people to death."

When Duan Wuxin thought about this mess, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not a pity to die. It's a pity that I'm not an official, so I can't kill him with my own hands."

"It seems that I haven't seen it much recently. I have a high level of education, and I can use idioms quite smoothly." Ling Junhan bent over and pointed at his cheek, and began to play hooligans again, "Kiss me, give me a gift."

Duan Wuxin opened his half-closed eyes and asked suspiciously, "What gift?"

Ling Junhan moved his face closer, "Kiss first, me."

Duan Wuxin broke the man's chin, unceremoniously kissed her lips firmly, and even licked the corners of her lips with her tongue without restraint.

He wiped off the water on his lips, and looked at the person with a heroic side: "Speak."

Ling Junhan: "..."

Duan Wuxin, who used to be shy, seems to have been trained to never return.

He coughed and said solemnly: "Today, I will apply to the higher authorities to exchange the military achievements accumulated in these years' victories for a right."

Duan Wuxin didn't understand, and asked in a daze, "What right?"

The scarred face flashed across Ling Junhan's mind, and hatred was entwined in his heart.

He looked down at Duan Wuxin, and said softly: "The right to deal with Li Yingyi, in simple terms, is that we can choose how he dies."

Duan Wuxin was shocked: "Is it possible? Is it worth it to exchange the accumulated military achievements for so long?"

He knew that every military achievement was achieved through battles, and for soldiers, it was an indefeasible honor.

"It's worth it. I have brought a lot of happiness, which is better than all the medals I got." Ling Junhan lowered his eyes, and slowly traced the beautiful face with his fingertips.

After so long, he was finally able to deliver Li Yingyi to Duan Wuxin himself.

"Now I give this right away. Kill or cut, do as you like."