Supreme pardon

After making the last phone call, Jiang Xiong crushed the communicator sent by Niesheng Wangyu. He felt even more guilty for having love for Mo Xinglan. As Wen Renjue said, he could not decide life or death for the other party, and as long as he remembered Mo Xinglan looked in pain, remembering why he had come to this point... Jiang Xiong's heart was full of pain like an ant bite.

He didn't think that he could hide it for too long, because he knew the abilities of his companions, and he had already prepared in his heart, from the high glory to being spurned and despised by everyone.

Only occasionally, he would take such a chance, and even imagined that if he hadn't been exposed, he would have to redouble his efforts on the battlefield in the future to come back.

Surrounded by heavy soldiers in the middle of the night, seeing those familiar faces, and seeing them pointing their guns at him defensively, Jiang Xiong finally woke up from the trance dream. After betraying the news, his spirit did not really wake up. However, until the moment the dust settled, after clenching his fists and then loosening them, he sat on the edge of the bed without moving.

The captain of the personal guard who was ordered to fetch him did not urge him, but waited quietly. When he got up and put on his clothes slowly, someone personally stepped forward to put the handcuffs on him.

Followed all the way to the next building, obviously only [-] meters away, but Jiang Xiong felt as if he had walked half a year away.

When he was about to leave the room, someone wanted to handcuff him, but was stopped by the familiar captain of the personal guard.

The man in bodyguard clothes shook his head silently with a sad face.

The atmosphere was dull and hopeless, which infected everyone at the scene. When Jiang Xiong walked downstairs, he looked up at the night sky. The stars in the sky were sparse. He blinked, and the light slipped across his face and quickly disappeared into his hair.

In fact, no matter what, he would only make that one phone call, and after that, no matter whether Wen Ren Jue continued to threaten him or not, he would never do anything to offend Wang Yu again.

But what?

Is this even important?Does it make sense?

The corners of his mouth were drawn stiffly, Jiang Xiong's eyes trembled, as if he had made some decision.

……

For Feng Zhou and Linshui, it is not difficult to figure out the details of the defeat, guess the existence of such a person, and then find the other party.

Just carefully investigate the movements of those who were present that day in recent months, and chat with each other individually.

They are brothers who have known each other for more than ten or even 20 years. Many of them have played together since they wore open crotch pants, and supported each other until today. To build such a huge kingdom, who among them has not broken through the gate of hell a few times? ?

"But why..." Until the exact answer came out, Feng Zhou and Linshui kept it from the others. After Hao Qiang heard the news, he was stunned for a long time, and then impulsively came to Feng Zhou with a knife in his hand. I don't believe that Jiang Xiong will betray Wang Yu at all, but what?

Finding the two gentlemen was nothing more than seeing those conclusive evidences.

And surrounded by heavy troops tonight, if Jiang Xiong was wronged, there would have been disturbances earlier.

"Why..." muttered, he asked himself countless times in the dark.

Just because of a man?The so-called love?How can Jiang Xiong bear it if he can push his brother and the soldiers under him to the butcher's knife to die in vain?

The vows they once made, the persistence that they did not give up even though they shed blood and tears, what do they look like now?

So vulnerable?

So what's the point of everyone sitting here?

Hao Qiang is impulsive, and the sadness in his heart is more expressed on his face than other people. If Gu Zhiqiu hadn't pressed the back of his hand tightly, he might have rushed over to let someone give an explanation.

"We are brothers... the kind that are closer than real brothers..." No light was turned on in Nuo Da's meeting room, only the light from the corridor outside came in through the door, Hao Qiang turned his head to look at Gu Zhiqiu He said sadly, "I believe he can die for me, I believe he can die for anyone of us present! But why, he wants to betray Wang Yu? Really... is it that important?"

Opened his mouth, Gu Zhiqiu wanted to comfort him, but it was too futile. The palm he was touching was shaking. In fact, there were quite a few people sitting in the dead silent meeting room, but now this group of men was a little No sound came out.

What can he advise?After all, compared to him, a latecomer, Hao Qiang and Jiang Xiong have been here together since childhood. They have grown from wild children in the town to today, from picking up trash and hugging each other for warmth. We've been through so much together.

Even if there is only one day less participation, he is not qualified to speak.

"dong dong"

Although the door was open, the guard who brought someone over still knocked.

There was no answer in the room, but a light in the corner turned on.

Jiang Xiong has been groping around in the dark. Because of the close-up light, he closed his eyes. After opening them again, the lights in the conference room were fully turned on, and the door behind him was closed silently.

"Wang..." Looking up, in the meeting room of more than 50 square meters, except for Zhong Meng, all the core figures of Wang Yu gathered.

Jiang Xiong patted the hem of his clothes, raised his hand and wanted to trim his neckline, but unfortunately the handcuffs restricted his movement, and made unpleasant rubbing noises because of his walking.

"Didn't the meeting just end this afternoon?" As if nothing had happened, he greeted gently.

It's not that he wants to pretend to be innocent, but he has made a decision in his heart. He hopes to remember the normal gazes of these people, not disgusted ones full of hatred, so that even if he dies, he will not be relieved.

Or, he has already lost the qualification to be freed.

"Do you love him?" Jiang Xiao stared at him, and suddenly asked.

Jiang Xiong turned his head slowly, looked at Jiang Xiao seriously, "Love."

"Then do you love us?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Xiong said heavily, "Love."

"Really." Without doubting Jiang Xiong's second answer, Jiang Xiao looked at the person calmly, "It's just a choice for you, you chose the former, right?"

"I thought there was a chance to make up for my mistakes." Jiang Xiong only stared at Jiang Xiao, and he wanted to remember this person when he was still willing to talk to him.

"Do you remember that we went to Fang's house to steal meat when we were young?" Liu Jie's voice was hoarse, and his hands under the table were tightly clasped together.

"remember."

"You said that you don't want anyone to be hungry again."

"Yeah..." Jiang Xiong turned a little bit, and began to pay attention to Liu Jie's eyebrows, "We have worked so hard for so long, it should be... that many people get rid of hunger."

"A lot." Liu Jie's eyes dimmed with these four words, "I remember that I was the slowest runner at that time, and I was bitten by the dog in their yard. It was you who took me from the dog's mouth." Pull it out, what are you talking about... all these years, you have been saying that you picked me from the dog's mouth."

"Don't be angry." Jiang Xiong paused for a moment, trying to speak out, "I will never say that again."

"I'm not angry..." Turning his head to the side, Liu Jie propped up a hand to cover half of his face, "I just missed it suddenly."

Tears flowed hot into the palm of his hand, Liu Jie shook his head and kept silent.

Like a sacred ceremony, Jiang Xiong knew that what he wanted to say was over, so he closed his eyes and waited for another person to speak.

"Brother Xiong..." Jiang Chengming gritted his teeth and glared at each other, "Are we so unbearable in your eyes?"

"I forgot my original intention." Jiang Xiong lowered his hands, trying in vain to cover the cold handcuffs on his hands, "It has nothing to do with you."

"We can change lives, but we can't let you confide in your heart. Isn't this our failure?"

"I broke the king's rules." Jiang Xiong knelt down on both knees and pointed in Zhongmeng's direction, "I have become what you hate the most. It's not that I can't face you. After all, what I can't face is myself."

"I just want to ask you a fucking question!" Waving Gu Zhiqiu's hand away, Hao Qiang ran up to the person in two or three steps and picked him up from the ground fiercely, "If you are not found out today, do you still want to go back?" Send us all to Wen Ren Jue's gun! Is that man really so important to you? It's so important that it doesn't matter if we die? So important that you forget that you are struggling to survive from the garbage dump and want to It's so important to you..."

Taking a deep breath, Hao Qiang suppressed his tears, "This makes us sad, makes us doubt ourselves over and over again, and wonder what went wrong when we got to where we are today! Do you fucking understand?" His voice was crying, Hao Qiang roared, "The result of a war is far worse than your betrayal that makes us despair! What do you think? How do you want to do this? You fucking!"

Throwing the man out forcefully, Hao Qiang chased after him and kicked hard, his eyes cracked, "Bring our brother back, do you hear me?! How can my brother Hao Qiang who can change his life be such a wimp like you!"

"You have to say that you like him, you have to say that you like that man, I will save him from Wen Ren Jue even if I die!"

"How did you...become such a ghost!"