Ultimate God Of Death

I thought maybe Stilwell in the house would ignore him. Pretending that there was no one in the room, he ignored his knocking at the door, but less than ten seconds after he knocked, the dilapidated wooden door in front of him was pushed open. Stevie was very different from him in the photo. He looked so strong in the photo, although his hair and beard were gray, But the coldness in his eyes is still impressive, but the old man who seems to have shrunk for several circles in front of him is indeed Stilwell himself, but his temperament and image have changed greatly. For a moment, Ye Feng even forgot to say hello. He was stunned until Stilwell said to him, "what's the matter with you, young man? Is it to ask for a bowl of water?"

Ye Feng calmed down for a moment, then squeezed out a smile and said to Stilwell, "Hello, old man. I'm a hiker. I happened to pass by you. Yes, I want to ask you for a bowl of water and have a rest. Do you think it's ok? I can pay you cash as a reward."

"You don't need to spend money. Money doesn't matter to me." Stilwell waved his hand, stepped aside and let Ye Feng enter his cabin. Compared with the dilapidated appearance, the interior of the wooden house is luxurious. Warm and comfortable. Although it was decorated like a hotel, there was no doubt that the cleanliness was beyond Ye Feng's imagination. He was surprised and speechless for a moment. Old Stilwell smiled and pointed to a shotgun hanging on the fireplace: "young man, you'd better not be greedy. Otherwise, I'll break your head."

Hearing these words, Ye Feng believed in his heart that the old man was indeed Stilwell. He is indeed the professional criminal who has been around all his life. Ye Feng smiled. His smile came from his heart. "Of course not, sir. For me, money is just a number. Maybe you won't believe it."

"What don't you believe?" Stilwell said. "You don't look like a man who will run for money."

"Really, you can see that."

"I've lived all my life. How can I not see this clearly."

"What do you think I do?"

"It's hard to say what profession, but you must be a criminal."

"Why do you say that?" Ye Feng looked at him curiously. "Why do you say I'm a criminal."

"Am I wrong?"

"It's not all right, anyway," Ye Feng scratched his head. "At least now I'm not a criminal."

"What about you once?"

"I used to be. At least I'm close to the career you say."

"You're honest, young man."

"There's no way to be dishonest," Ye Feng said with a bitter smile. "What you have done will always remain in people's memory. If you don't want to be mentioned, you have to stop doing it. As long as you do it, you will be found and remembered."

"Maybe, young man, but you must know one thing, that is, no matter what you do, money will find you. You can't escape from what you've done, even if you want to."

Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully, "is this your life experience?"

"You can say so." Stilwell poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Ye Feng. "Drink some, young man. You must be frozen these days."

"So you noticed me," said Ye Feng with a wry smile, "I knew I should be farther away. How can an old Jianghu like you not find us?"

"No matter how far away you are, I can still smell you. Go ahead and come to me for something."

"I said we came to you for your safety. Will you believe it?"

Stilwell shrugged and didn't speak, but took a sip of tea.

"Someone really wants to be bad for you, and that person we have reason to believe is Libra."

"Is this the name of the madman who specializes in killing criminals?"

"Do you know him?"

"Few people don't know him. After all, more criminals have died in his hands than in the hands of the executioner of the death penalty. Is he staring at me this time?"

"It can't be said that he has an eye on you, but this person is really in the new metropolis, so it's possible that he will have an eye on you. That's right."

"If he stares at me, will he feel too strange? After all, that man has no reason. He can kill whoever he wants."

"You know this man."

"I can't help it. I don't know that one of my companions died in his hands. My friend was very unlucky and served his sentence in the same prison as him. My friend also had some other felonies besides robbing the bank, so he died miserably."

Ye Feng muttered, "it's not hard for me to imagine. According to our judgment, this person is likely to find you."

"What is the probability?"

"Very big." Ye Feng said, "he has killed at least ten people in the new metropolis. He found the information about these ten people from the NYPD information database about such people, and your information is also in that database, so after our inference, he is likely to find you."

"Because of what I've done before?"

"You know this man is crazy. Just because of what you have done before."

"OK, I know." Stilwell's reaction was beyond Ye Feng's expectation. He thought Stilwell would be more nervous. If not panicked, at least he wouldn't feel like hearing something else like this. Perhaps after understanding the confused expression on Ye Feng's face, Stilwell said calmly, "at my age, life and death are not so important. The important thing is whether we can find an inner balance."

"Have you found your inner balance?"

"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure. I can only say that I'm still trying to find it. Whether I can find my inner balance depends on luck."

Ye Feng was speechless: "do you mean you don't care if you have been stared at by the balance?"

Stilwell nodded: "you can understand that. But I know you are watching me secretly. Although I don't know why you did this before, after listening to your words, I think I know the reason. You want to protect me."

Ye Feng nodded

"There's no need. If Tianping wants to kill me, let him come. It doesn't matter."

"You are really the least afraid of death I have ever seen."

"Of course I'm afraid of death, but it doesn't make much sense for me to die early and late. In the last stage of my life, I don't want to live under the protection of cops. I've fought with them all my life, but I don't intend to let them protect my life."

"You are still so cool," said Ye Feng with a bitter smile.

"It's nothing cool. It's just an old man. An old man's willfulness. In short, I've thought about it. Let's do it. You don't need to send anyone to protect me. Let me finish the last stage of my life alone. If I really can't escape death, it doesn't make any difference to me who will play the role of death."

"OK, but it's your problem that you want to die. We won't watch a person die for nothing. So it may be presumptuous, but we may still protect your safety in the dark."

"Know what I hate most about you people?"

"Where?"

"Persistent, too persistent. Sometimes it's not impossible to let go."

"If you let go easily, it's not us." Ye Feng said, "people always insist on some things. What do you say? Otherwise, it's boring to live."

"Maybe you are right, but for me, it's too tired to insist. I've insisted all my life. In the end, I live alone in this cabin. You also see what consequences a person will encounter if he wants to fight against fate. Young man, you can have another choice when you are so young. Believe me, I'm really happy for you."

"I don't doubt that, old man. And to tell you the truth, I'm not young." Ye Feng was satisfied to see the confused expression on Stilwell's face, which was the first time he lost the opportunity for the old man tonight.

"Aren't you a young man?"

"In a way, I will look like a young man. But please believe that my age is not much different from yours."

Stilwell laughed: "If someone says this, I'll go up and slap him in the face, but why does this sentence seem so credible in your ears? Maybe it's your eyes, the vicissitudes in your eyes. Maybe you can have it if you are really the same age as me. Well, young man, you're no longer thirsty, it's time to leave. It's very late, and I didn't give it out here Where people sleep. "

Leaving Stilwell's cabin, Ye Feng's mood is a little complicated. He doesn't know whether he should listen to Stilwell's own words, ignore him, let him face the possible attack from Tianping, or whether he should try his best to protect the old man and escape from this ordeal. He doesn't know what he should do, but only knows that maybe he really didn't Ye Feng has the right to point out other people's choices. He has infinite contradictions in his heart. He goes to the woods and looks back at the lighted windows of the wooden house. He decides to return to the small hotel in the town and wait. Kate will discuss after she comes back.

Kate drove over all night after midnight. After entering the small room where Ye Feng lived, she threw her coat directly onto the bed. She was too tired to speak.

"What's the situation?" Ye Feng looked at her.

"What else can happen when a man dies? It's just that there's a corpse that no one will cry for him. He died miserably. I don't want to describe the specific situation, so that we won't be in the mood to eat the next morning."

"Is it so miserable?" Ye Feng murmured.

Kate looked at him helplessly: "it's very miserable. I can't even imagine what the boy had experienced before he died. Libra is really dangerous."

"By the way, is that person in the list that we calculated may be favored by the balance?"

"In." Kate's tone was a little more excited, "This shows that Gemma's efforts have been fruitful. Although there are many people on the list, at least some of them are likely to be targeted by dawn. In the past, we had to protect everyone on the list for 24 hours, but we just focused on protecting these bastards. I always feel a little unwilling, and in fact I can't protect them Each of them, after all, I can mobilize so many resources and have to maintain the normal operation of law and order in the new city, so we may have to give up some people. By the way, what about Stilwell? "