The Last Train to Hell

Unless I can become a spirit.

When I think about being a spirit spirit after my death and possibly defending my enemies, I feel that I cannot accept it.

No matter how you say it, I can be considered a good boy, and I will never become a gangster who brings trouble to others.

So I have to be worthy of myself, and I have to be worthy of my blind grandpa’s teachings over the years.

"What you said, old man, is that I am like the kind of person who is looking for death. If I jump from such a high height, I will definitely break my arms and legs, and I will be in pain for a long time. What's more, many things are imminent. I can't Even if you get hurt, don’t dare to let yourself get hurt.”

He showed his patriotism appropriately and wanted these old men to relax their vigilance.

Sure enough, just as I thought, everything went smoothly, and the old man couldn't see anything wrong at all.

Finally, he looked at me thoughtfully and said this sentence.

"You can open the window, but if you want to leave here, you still have to get my permission. Otherwise, there are a lot of jackals, tigers, and leopards on the mountain. If something goes wrong, the soldiers who have been practicing for a day will be dragged to the mountain to search and rescue. You Think about it, are you worthy of the soldiers who are looking for you on the mountain?"

He wanted to put great psychological pressure on me, as if to tell me that my escape would be a big blow to the soldiers.

I also shadowed their rest time.

But I want to say, if you didn’t bring me here and lock me here, would I still try every means to escape?

In the final analysis, the fault does not lie with me, but with this old man.

If he hadn't been too greedy and cared about things he shouldn't have cared about, the situation wouldn't be like this now.

You really have to be careful next, because there are many enemies and few friends.

"What on earth are you talking about? I have no way of understanding what you are saying. If it doesn't work, just let me out. You won't be able to do anything to me for a while. We can take care of each other, and I It's better to stay outside and have an impact on the situation than to be locked up here."

After I said this, the old man suddenly turned around and said firmly to me.

"I don't want to lock you up, but I want to protect you. Don't be ignorant of good people's hearts."

You really want to protect me, not lock me up, why do I not believe it so much?

No matter how you look at it, you feel that this old guy has bad intentions and has other messy ideas.

So the way I stared at him now was full of amusement.

"Oh, that's it. Then go out quickly and let me have a good rest."

I said casually, with a very perfunctory attitude.

It was not yet afternoon, so there was still a long time before I could escape.

What I have to do is to cultivate my body and mind and try not to feel tired.

In this way, when you jump from the building and what you have to do next, you will have enough energy to deal with it.

Otherwise, if you want to deal with what happens next, it will really be like hitting an egg with an egg and hitting a stone with an egg.

The old man left very simply, and I was left alone in the room again.

The window was not closed, so I pretended to check the condition of the things in the room, touched here and there, and finally turned to the window again.

This time I leaned the upper half of my body out of the window, and then started to scream.

I guess my shouting voice will be heard by them.

It won't be long before someone else comes to check on me.

What I have to do is let them check me again and again, completely wearing down all their patience.

Let them become impatient, let them become anxious, only when they become impatient and anxious will my hope be greater.

I was thinking the same thing, and sure enough, within a minute, someone appeared at the door again.

The middle-aged man just walked in, kicked me in the back, and spoke to me impatiently.

"Shut the hell up and stop yelling outside. You know, there are soldiers training on the playground right now. If you yell like this, you will alert them. If you turn around, some sharpshooter will give you a shot." Even if it kills you, I can’t stop you.”

Without orders from superiors, which sharpshooter would dare to shoot directly?

If he really dared to take action, would there be any rules in the army?

What kind of army would it be if it didn't even have military regulations?

I forced out a smile, but the smile was full of sarcasm.

"According to the rules of your army, it is a lax army that shoots at will. No, this is the first time I have heard of it. It is said that every move of the soldiers is strict, including their living habits and life style. Those who have strict discipline will Looking at your army, it all looks like a makeshift army."

To say that an army is a motley crew is tantamount to an insult and a slap in the face to them.

Just like I thought, this person simply couldn't stand it.

There was an angry expression on his face, as if he wanted to eat someone, and he was about to eat me alive.

I also knew that he wanted to eat me alive, but he couldn't and didn't dare.

If he is eaten alive by me right now, the old man won’t be able to spare him.

"You're angry, right? You want to eat me alive and kill me, but you don't dare and you can't. I'm your leader's guest and I'm very important to the whole of China."

After I finished speaking, I kicked him back with the same kick he had just given me.

I just lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Even if there was someone in the room, I slept peacefully. Anyway, they allowed me to provoke them like this, which proved that they definitely didn't want my life.

I couldn't be completely sure what they were planning.

But as long as I could be sure that they didn't want my life, everything could be discussed.

He was so angry with me that he kicked the end of my bed and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, he deliberately closed the door with force. The sound of him closing the door seemed to break the door in half.

It is absolutely impossible for me to say that I am not afraid at all, but I can't say that I am so afraid.

Anyway, my reassurance pills and my right-hand men are all outside.

In fact, Bai Wuchang and Wang Jiuye are not my right-hand men at all, but my noble men.

My destined noble men, if it weren't for them, it would be obvious whether I would be dead or alive now.

Lying on the bed, I rolled over twice while hugging the fluffy and soft quilt.

I have to say that the quilts in the army are quite soft, many times better than the quilts at home.

Unfortunately, I have no money now and cannot afford a good quilt, so I can only make do with the old ones at home.