One Xiao Yuanchao is enough, really enough.

He is not called a legend like Long Xiaoqi and Zhao Ziyang, that is because he doesn't need it, and the name of a red murderer is enough.

This father and son are definitely the toughest two in Huaxia, of course, it has to be Xiao Zhan five years ago, not now.

The father and son stared at each other, and instantly sparked fierce sparks, not at all like other fathers and sons, but more like a pair of natural enemies.

Zu Yanshan's face was solemn, Mo Huhu frowned, and Sun Huxiong touched his chin repeatedly...... They all wanted to know which of the father and son was stronger, but they didn't want to see this father and son fight.

Xiao Yuanchao is upright, rooted in the country, people-oriented, and has four martyrs.

He has grown up in adversity since he was a child, and his personality and temper have always been calm, but his calmness is full of aggression and ferocity.

For his son, he has been very demanding since he was a child, and when Xiao Zhan was ten years old, he no longer had room for himself.

Everything is the motherland and the people, which was imposed on him by Xiao Yuanchao.

Spell dad? Second and third generations?

No!

Xiao Zhan has been fighting for his father's wishes since he was a little bit.

It is precisely because of this that the relationship between their father and son is very, very poor.

Many times Xiao Zhan couldn't figure it out, he was looking for Long Xiaoqi, and he definitely didn't look for his father.

He thinks that his father has killed his freedom, killed everything about him, and turned them into a war machine.

Xiao Yuanchao saw his son's anger in his eyes, but he never said it, but intensified his efforts to continue to sharpen Xiao Zhan with destructive methods.

The relationship between this father and son is different from that of other fathers and sons, such as the shepherd maniac, such as Du Lianhuo...... They were beaten, but they were able to giggle with their father without making a mistake.

Only Xiao Zhan can't, even if he doesn't make a mistake, he will always face Xiao Yuanchao's black face.

"Draw the sword for the country, unsheath it for the people, counter violence with violence, and stop killing with killing." Xiao Yuanchao stared at Xiao Zhan with red pupils and said, "This is the whole meaning of the red murderer. ”

Xiao Zhan's eyes were also red, staring at Xiao Yuanchao in front of him as if he was looking at an enemy, and the gasping in his nostrils became thicker.

The moment he really faced his father, many fragments of memory appeared in his mind.

Each memory fragment is based on his fear, suffering, and pain, including his ten-year-old self who was thrown by his father on the battlefield filled with gunpowder; When he was thirteen years old, he was brutally thrown into a crocodile pond just by throwing him a saber......

And when he was depressed and failed, he looked at his father pitifully, trying to find a little comfort from the other party, but he was greeted with cold disdainful eyes.

Fragments of memories are still surging, and at this moment, many of the childhood memories that were originally lost are finally churning out.

"Was I supposed to be a war machine?" Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth and roared, "Why can't I have my own childhood, my own youth? I am a man, not an animal!! ——”

The anger was monstrous, and the hatred that had not been vented before erupted at the moment when the memory fragments poured out.

Xiao Yuanchao's red eyes showed a strange look, he saw that his son was different, and it seemed that his son remembered a lot.

"In the name of the country, in the name of the family." Xiao Yuanchao picked up the rifle in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Fate is extremely distant for normal people, but fate is within reach of our Xiao family. We are born to be warriors to defend the country, and we are born to be the killing gods who fight violence with violence. ”

"Fart!" Xiao Zhan stared at his scarlet eyes and roared, "I am human, I have my freedom, I have the life I want!" I can not be three generations, I can not fight for my father, I can not have a sports car, I can not have the capital to show off my might, but I just want to have my own life! You are imposing your thoughts on me, which in itself is a mistake! Xiao Yuanchao, if you want to kill the gods, that's your business, and if you want to do it, it's your business, I just want to ...... Do you know what my greatest wish really is? ”

Aspiration...... In the memory fragments, Xiao Zhan found the purest wish he had ever had, which was a very, very good wish to fulfill, and it couldn't even be counted as a wish.

"Go to work, work from 9 to 5, get up in the morning and drink a glass of soy milk downstairs to eat a fried dough stick that has just come out of the pot; Order a simple takeaway at noon; Come home in the evening with a beer and a barbecue, then either work overtime or pass the time in the cinema. ”

Xiao Yuanchao said Xiao Zhan's wish.

This is indeed a wish that cannot be counted as a wish, it is the life of ordinary people, who go out into society and grab a handful at will, almost all of them are people who live like this every day.

But this is a wish for Xiao Zhan, he feels that this is very luxurious, unattainable, and he can't realize it at all.

"So, you are destined to go down the path of the Führer." Xiao Yuanchao continued: "You are different from me, you are more murderous, but your heart yearns for peace. So, you will never lose yourself, you are more suitable to be a god killer than I am. ”

"It's just your thoughts." Xiao Zhan said with a hideous face: "Xiao Yuanchao, you and I are father and son, and we will make a break here today!" ”

Hearing this, several people from Zu Yanshan next to them couldn't help but come up to persuade them, but they didn't speak.

The gap between the father and son is too big, and it is time to break it.

"Life and death!" Xiao Yuanchao spat out this sentence.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Zu Yanshan's eyes widened, Du Xiaohua's pupils exuded panic, and one of Mo Wohu's faces completely changed color......

The troops who watched were also shocked, and the confrontation suddenly became a matter of life and death between father and son?

What could be more ridiculous than that? What could be harder to accept?

If this sentence came out of someone else's mouth, no one would believe it, but since this sentence came out of Xiao Yuanchao's mouth, he would definitely do it.

"Life and Death...... Fate! ”

Xiao Zhan also spit out this sentence, his eyes were blood-red, although he didn't have the ferocious red in his father's pupils, he was not weak at all, and he was full of murderous intent.

Out of control, father and son are all out of control!

"Change to live ammunition." Xiao Yuanchao issued an order.

"Xiao Yuanchao, this is not good!" Zu Yanshan strode over, stood opposite Xiao Yuanchao, blocked Xiao Zhan's sight and whispered: "You are father and son, this is just a confrontation match. ”

"No, we are both father and son, and enemies." Xiao Yuanchao shook his head and said, "If I give him a chance, I will give it to the end." Inform the troops, take live ammunition immediately, and equip them with standard equipment. ”

"Old Xiao!" Sun Huxiong ran over, grabbed Xiao Yuanchao's shoulder and scolded: "You are playing with your own son? You lost your head? ”

"Old watch, let's not make trouble, okay?" Du Xiaohua persuaded bitterly: "It's a shame for so many people to look at it......"

It's big, and everything is big with the memory fragments that Xiao Zhan suddenly poured out.

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(End of chapter)