Shen Yunhong stared at me and didn't speak, I thought he was considering my suggestion, but in fact he was thinking about how to catch me.

He approached me step by step, a bit like an eagle looking down on its prey, even though he was actually facing me.

I began to get scared, and I took a few steps back to get in the car and escape, but then reason told me that it was simply wishful thinking to see who was faster and more powerful than the soldiers who were born in special forces. Even if I could get into the car, I would still have to take the time to plug in the key to start it, and I am afraid that before I could step on the accelerator, I called him to catch him.

I have only one chance to get out of the way, and that is to shoot him when he is unsuspecting!

This killing intention is only for survival, and it has nothing to do with Hao Yun. And at that moment, I completely forgot the promise I made to my father and mother, and I couldn't remember the determination I had always made to not shame them. I reached into my suit pocket, quietly aimed the muzzle of the gun at Shen Yunhong's heart, and pulled the trigger......

After making a fortune from the White Pine Coal Mine, my spare time life became richer and richer. Going to the shooting range to practice shooting has become a big hobby. It's a pity that I wasn't born to be a soldier, and my best shooting score is only five rings.

But this time, maybe it's because Shen Yunhong is closer to me, or maybe I'm lucky, through the suit, my hands are still shaking, and the bullet didn't miss......

I wishfully thought that Shen Yunhong didn't know that I had a gun in my hand, let alone that I really had the courage to shoot him, so I was able to successfully sneak attack.

Seeing him fall into a pool of blood, less than ten paces away from me, I was so frightened that my breathing and heartbeat almost stopped, and at that moment I had the urge to shoot myself.

This is the first time in my life that I have killed someone! For the first time!

But at this moment, the lamp named Nietzsche turned on in my head, and a voice roared: Qu Mairong, as soon as you come to the world, you are fighting! ”

Yes, I am a warrior, even if I am not wearing a military uniform, I am a strong warrior like Shen Yunhong. In this case, the contest between me and him is war, and the killing of the enemy in war is a heroic act and should be commended, and why should I blame myself, and even commit suicide for it, and give up the cause I have been fighting for many years?

Courage is like a lit torch, the fire is faint at the beginning, but when I see myself and Shen Yunhong as the two warring sides on the battlefield, he is the enemy I must destroy, the flame of self-confidence rises violently, illuminating my entire spiritual world.

I tried to concentrate my strength on both legs to complete the difficult ten steps.

When I came to Shen Yunhong's side, I saw that his eyes were not closed, and his hand reached out to the direction where I was standing just now, as if he had not let go of the responsibility on his shoulders until the last moment of his life.

I'm not afraid of him anymore, a warrior has no reason to be afraid of his enemies, otherwise he is a coward! It's daytime, and there may be residents of the mountains or people patrolling the mountains at any time, so I don't have much time left, so I have to clean up the scene as soon as possible and escape!

But what should I do with Shen Yunhong's body? This primordial mountain, which has become the grave of this soldier, should be worthy of his ridge-strong soul, so why should I dig a pit to bury him? As long as I drive the car out of Daliang Mountain as soon as possible, except for Hao Yun, no one will suspect Shen Yunhong's death on an entrepreneur who is far away in Shanghai and cannot have anything to do with him.

But looking at the admirable man at my feet, I suddenly had a terrible thought, which made me tremble again: if Powell had witnessed the process of every experiment he had done, the information related to the content of the experiment must have been stored intact in his brain. There's a medical vacuum cooler in the car, and if I take his brain, maybe when I get extraterrestrial technology, I can bring it back to life and extract information from it?

People who have faith and are inspired by the Pioneer from time to time have a strong spiritual world. Five minutes ago I was trembling with fear, and five minutes later, I had the audacity to dig out a person's brain!

To be honest, I can't remember what happened after that. The human brain is a magical organ, it can be filtered according to the subjective will of the person, and the unbearable memory can usually fade along the trajectory of time, so that it will not inexplicably jump out to hit the will of the person concerned in the years to come, when it is successful.

To this day, Shen Yunhong's brain is kept in a secret place. Out of an abundance of caution, I don't want to write the name of the place. This memoir is purely a personal vent, and I will not go beyond the bottom line that it should be.

The trip to Daliang Mountain, I returned in vain, the adventures of more than ten years ago, and countless efforts after that, seem to be all condensed into a small pill. No, it's the metal hydrogen chip of the Proton Man, the only small piece of metal hydrogen in my hand!

Just as I was staring at the small bottle of cold medicine and pondering, Zi Qian walked in. She was pregnant with our second child.

Writing here, I have to mention my eldest son Qu Zhaodi.

To be honest, I haven't been very close to Zhaodi since he was five years old. The boy had a strange look, and whenever I met him, I felt that he was not looking at my outward appearance, but at my heart, and that all the secrets of my heart had nowhere to hide in the sharp eyes of a child that should not have been.

As he grew older, he became more and more estranged from my father. Maybe Ziqian said something to him, or maybe I was weak-minded, I always felt that he was spying on me and snooping on my unknown past.

Imagine what a terrible feeling it is for a father to be watched by his son all the time, and a cold sweat breaks out on his back when he sees him? It turns out that this child is indeed inherently incompatible with me, what I hate, he likes, and what I cherish, I don't want to take it back in its entirety after passing through his hands.

The only person who had the authority to discipline him was his mother, and it seemed that the mother and son and I had never been a family.

When Zhaodi became an adult, he was stubborn. He spends extravagantly all day long, spends money like running water, and if he hadn't dressed up like a dog with a famous brand, he would have become a small ruffian who mixes with society every day.

But if this is his true face, I really don't care, this family only exists because of my career, if for the sake of the career, I have to give it up one day, I will not feel how sorry, not to mention that it is such a son who makes me stay away.

But what disturbed me was that my intuition always told me that Zhaodi's evil aura was all faked, and it was deliberately pretended to be shown to me. Not only is his nature not evil, but he is also as upright and kind as his mother.

This kid, even if it costs me 100 million a year, but if he really hides a strange mind and wants to work against me, I will definitely not be polite to him!

Ziqian walked into my office and asked me if I would be back home for dinner tonight. Her health has not been very good, and she should not have been pregnant with a second child, but I insisted that she have another one. Estranged from Zhaodi, I always thought that I would have a successor in the future. I'm not an alien, and I'm not going to give up my dignity to be a resurrection, so my lifespan is limited.