The feast of the Fengpo Club is not a carnival that is not so wild, after the Federation, the cannibals picked up the plate again, but they still have to pay attention to the demeanor and etiquette on the table, naturally they will not have blood flowing from the corners of their lips, and then come to praise the flesh and blood of the common people, they will only pretend to be deeply worried about the country and the people, and pinch the thickness of their pockets, so the feast of the spoils in the club tonight is not good, and the only one who is held out in the focus of attention is only Xu Le.

Walking into the clubhouse, meeting Li Xiuzhu and Lin Douhai in the corridor, these two successors of the seven families of the Federation used a calm and mocking tone, when he raised a glass to celebrate, he bowed his head and was speechless, the meaning of the other party is very clear, if you step into this threshold, you will be like a rein tied around your neck, you can't indulge in the wilderness, but you can only be driven by people.

Even ordinary people who want to keep pets have to charge a large fee and a very complicated approval process, but the guests in the Liufeng Slope Clubhouse, who does not have their own horse farm in a remote mountainous area?

"You're nothing more than a dog that Madame uses to bite people. Lin Douhai did not hide the hatred and contempt in his eyes, and lowered his voice in front of Xu Le and said fiercely: "When we need you, we will let you out and bark twice, and when we don't need it, you can only stay in the kennel honestly." ”

Lin Douhai glanced at the medal watch on his military uniform and said mockingly: "Of course, we will give him a big bone to taste." ”

Xu Le ignored this young man, among the descendants of the Seven Families, there was no doubt that Lin Douhai was the worst. He just stared at Li Xiuxiu beside Lin Douhai, this was the first time he had come into contact with the successor of the Tiesuan Li family, looking at Li Xiuzhu's handsome face that could be compared to Shi Qinghai, Xu Le's eyes narrowed, but his mind drifted to another place.

In order to maintain the stability of the federal territory, both the government and the lady, after admitting defeat in Medellín, chose to compromise, which is a decision that does not seem to be too much of a problem. However, behind this compromise, are the Richardians and the Lin family, who have always supported Medellín, also worried about something? As giants of the federal financial community, would the Riccian family really fear the strike of the oil-stained workers in the four states around the mountains? Is there really nothing they can do to solve the turmoil that may be caused?

It's a funny joke, but it's just another compromise between the federal government and the Seven Families, and between the Seven Families, which is probably what things really are. Because he thought it was funny, Xu Le squinted his eyes and laughed, the glass of wine in his hand had been drunk, and with a flick of his wrist, the wine glass smashed directly into Lin Douhai's face, the glass splashed everywhere, and blood flowed out, interrupting Lin Douhai's endless resentful taunts and teasing.

"Missed. Xu Le said, and then walked inside.

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The skirmishes in the clubhouse immediately subsided. Under the arrangement of the housekeeper's land. Not many people noticed the scene. In the eyes of the lady. A young man with a temperament like Xu Le. Only anger and depression to a certain extent. Probably will seem so unscrupulous. Why is he angry and depressed? Naturally, he made a decision that was contrary to his true thoughts. So Madame was in a calm mood. He looked at the young man who walked up to him. He whispered, "Let's rest for two months first." After the inauguration of Mr. Pabul. There will be a lot of things that you need to do. ”

Xu Le nodded. Took the file bag. The bag contained orders and many other documents that he had previously refused to accept. As for the other one containing his biggest secret and Levian's dangerous document bag. Naturally, no one will give it to him. He didn't want to ask for it.

Stepping on the slightly wet and slightly warm bluestone road again. Beneath the nocturnal stratus clouds. Walk between the Liufeng Slope Clubhouse. Xu Lexie made an appointment with a manager to send him off. Admire the shrubs across a few precious evergreens. Look over there.

There were a dozen or so important guests sitting there. You can see that Lin Douhai is still wiping something with his head down. A small special stage is on the surface. Actors from the Federal Academy of Arts. A drama is being staged with heart. Xu Le glanced at it twice, relying on his memories in the library of Hexi State University. It is clear that this is a play that the great playwright Schiller has been circulating for thousands of years.

In a flash. He thought of his wife's afternoon. I told myself about the script of Dina to attend Ledi. I couldn't help but squint my eyes. To avenge loved ones. The male protagonist fights the gargoyle. As a result, all the people in the village were buried together. Is this cold-blooded or hot-blooded. Is it natural justice with vengeance, or is it the mental illness that puts one's mind above the people around them?

Xu Le was just a twenty-year-old young man, he didn't know how to evaluate the protagonist, and he didn't have any revenge, so he didn't think about it anymore.

The protagonist of this drama on the stage is a prince who is bent on revenge, and the prince draws his sword and shouts into the night sky:

"Even though I am locked up in a husk, I still consider myself the king of infinite space. ”

Xu Le looked at the actors on the stage, muttered this line, and then left the club, and at this moment, the snowflakes fell again, and they were illuminated by the clear lights of the clubhouse, which was extremely holy.

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The capital and port capital of the northern country are in the winter snow, and the Linhai Prefecture further north is already windy and snowy, and the cold is pressing. Redang Island in the Southern Hemisphere, on the other hand, is about to enter the hottest and most enthusiastic time of the year, with more and more beautiful women wearing very little fabric on the beach and fewer and fewer chilled liquor in the bars.

In a wooden house on the sea in the remote area behind Redang Island, Shi Qinghai sipped beer while squinting at the TV news on his mobile phone. The beautiful girl behind him put her body against his back, her face full of reluctance and shyness, and asked softly, "Are you really leaving?"

In order to step on this lonely sea, Shi Gongzi and this girl have been on the island for a long time, but there are still some days before the deadline set at the beginning, and he is leaving.

Shi Qinghai smiled slightly, with a fascinating smile in his peach blossom eyes, and said in a harmonious voice: "Good." ”

Television news on mobile phones is broadcasting this morning that the relevant student federation has nominated the Medellín congressman, who has just withdrawn from the presidential election, to compete for next year's Nebula Peace Prize. In the eyes of many, Congressman Medellín resolutely decided to withdraw from the general election in order to heal the rift in the Federation, quell the demonstrations in the regions and the intensifying strikes and school suspensions, and in the days that followed, spared no effort to express support for Pabul's side.

The girl behind her asked curiously, "Can Councilor Medellín really win the Nebula Award?"

Shi Qinghai was stunned, then smiled and stroked the girl's back, and said softly: "Silly girl, the Nebula Award has never been awarded only to people who are alive. ”

The girl didn't understand, thinking to herself that the Medellin Councillor wasn't alive and well? Shi Qinghai didn't explain, but after a few words with her, he gave the girl one of the two fishing rods he was carrying, and began to take care of his bags and prepare to leave.

The girl was reluctant, and even her eyes moistened. Shi Qinghai was extremely calm and even cold, and when a white cloud covered the scorching sun in the blue sky, he walked up to the wooden stack in the gloom and walked towards the land, carrying a long bag of sealing materials in his hand, which contained a sea fishing rod that had been used for many days.

Only he knew that in the long bag that nominally contained a fishing rod, in fact it was contained

The big gun used to kill people, he left the beautiful Redang Island ahead of schedule, and the girl who was enthusiastic and cheerful to him was precisely because he wanted to use this big gun to kill people.

Unlike Xu Le, Shi Qinghai never considered whether those fanatical support would cause social turmoil in the federation if he killed Medellin, whether it would cause any riots, and whether more people would die in a chaotic federation under the threat of the empire. He doesn't think about whether it is morally defensible to involve more innocents for the sake of revenge.

Shi Gongzi's idea is very simple, he wants revenge, he wants to clean up the traitors, and since the corrupt government of the Federation is once again disappointing, he has to do it himself. As for the chaos and riots, as long as Medellin is dead, what can those young doll propaganda teams make a stir about? Even if it is really chaotic, what if it is? As an excellent spy trained by the army, his mission is not to make chaos in the Federation?

Walking on the soft sand, he remembered more vividly than ever before the ideals of the army, that revolution is never a dinner party, but a new federation, and that death is always inevitable.

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Xu Le had a dream, not a black dream, the person he was talking to was not the omnipresent and omnipotent great being, but a vague figure whose face he couldn't see clearly, he could only confirm that it was definitely not Uncle Feng Yu.

"The government compromises to protect the long-term interests of the Union, don't you think your decisions are very unbig-sighted?"

"Long-term interests, the big picture, are just a fig leaf that some people use to pursue their own interests. They want to make the Federation stable because they need to suck blood from this stable body, but this is not stability, it is numbness. The so-called long-term interests, after all, are nothing more than their interests, such as the interests of the Li family. ”

"Have you ever thought that if you do this, there may be a lot of innocent people dying because of the riots. ”

"You said it, it's possible. It is impossible for us to think ahead of time what is not alive, and even more so I have always thought that if Medellín had died and lacked a figure who could most incite the people, perhaps the turbulent scene of last month would not have been repeated. ”

"You're underestimating the fanatical support of the lower classes. ”

"The public can't be blinded forever, and in fact, when the evidence appeared, many people began to suspect him, but unfortunately this process was forcibly suspended by the Federation, because if it continues to be investigated, many people in the Federation will be afraid of themselves. ”

"You're comforting yourself. "Hundreds of people will die, and you will only be a terrorist in the sense that you are trying to satisfy your hypocritical sense of morality and fulfill your private goals," the dream said. ”

"No, Medellín is a terrorist, because hundreds of people have already died, and if he hadn't died, I don't know if many more would have died. ”

"The law has acquitted him. ”

"Medellín was able to escape justice because he threatened many timid people with social unrest, which is like a bandit taking a kitchen knife, putting it on the neck of an old woman, and then asking for money. You can't just ignore him because he always has a kitchen knife in his hand, right?"

"Not all cases end up being tried. ”

"I insist. ”

"What are you insisting on? the ridiculous sense of justice that you have been taught by books, or the impulse to become the ultimate judgment after your personal strength has swelled?"

"I insist that what is wrong is wrong, and those who make mistakes will pay the price, and the purpose of killing is not to kill people, but to tell the truth of right and wrong. ”

"There is one right and wrong at one end of the universe, and there is another right and wrong at the other end, and your right and wrong are not necessarily the rights and wrongs of everyone. ”

"But I am who I am, of course I can only insist on my own right and wrong. ”

"It's naïve impulsiveness, childish blood. ”

"When I was young, I was not afraid of anything, only a warm blood, when I was old, I had everything, but the blood was gone. ”

The other side of the dream was silent for a long time, repeating the previous words: "You will be a fanatical, dangerous, terrorist who has no big picture and does not value life." ”

Xu Le was silent for a long time, and said to the vague shadow, perhaps to himself: "Yes, I did this not for any political concept, not to avenge my relatives, nor to the national enmity that those chivalrous heroes in Schiller's drama are obsessed with, but just to insist on what I think is right." ”

"If such a person is a terrorist, then I am a terrorist. ”

After saying this, the vague figure in the dream was far away, Xu Le woke up from his sleep, he rubbed his eyes a little astringent, and quietly looked at the direction of the glass window. Twenty days have passed since Medellín withdrew from the presidential election, and as his wife had arranged, he chose to take a temporary break, going back and forth between his apartment in Wangdu and the whitewater company on the outskirts of the city every day.

Outside the window of the apartment is a creeper vine, which stretches from spring to summer, and will occupy half of the window, when the middle of winter has arrived, and the green leaves, turning a terrible flaming red, and then falling and drifting away one by one, making people feel palpitations.

After leaving the apartment, he took the car to the Whitewater Company, and after confirming his permissions, he entered the exclusive armory of the seventh group, and the cold underground passage lights were lit up from time to time with the sound of his footsteps.

In the deepest part of the armory, Magnolia, who was wearing protective goggles, was dismantling the gun in her hand, and said softly: "What we are learning today is the problems that may be encountered in the replacement of universal bullet types in the H series gun family, and what needs to be practiced is the combination of the assault movement route in a small space and the firing speed. ”

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(I couldn't help it, I read the book review, and I wanted to explain a few sentences, of course Xu Le is not me, what he thinks in his head has nothing to do with me, and I won't make an evaluation, well, if needed, I can still criticize him and write with a critical attitude.)

Because I didn't expect there to be so many arguments in advance, I spent some more sentences in today's chapter to explain, of course, from his standpoint, in fact, to put it bluntly, people and people's views of right and wrong can never be the same.

Xu Le has at least one extremely strong advantage or terrible point, that is, he insists on his own ideas and practices them, maybe he is wrong? Who knows, I just let him not cause big problems, this is an illusory world, and arrangements can be made, so what we write is called obscene novels, of course, it cannot be in line with reality.

P.S. The main thing is to write about a quality that has been forgotten for a long time, more real, and I want to write a more real person. From now on, only write the plot and don't explain it, first, it's too tiring, thousands of words are more tiring than tens of thousands of words, and second, it's too wrong to say now...... Damn, don't pretend to say anything, don't pretend to say anything without commenting.

I just insist that people like Medellín must pay a sufficient price to deliberately kill innocent people, and they will die. Writing a story, I can't let the male protagonist be happy and revenge, it's too aggrieved, and it takes more paid text to explain, this is my problem, which shows that I still shouldn't read book reviews, after all, I'm a cowardly person to the extreme.

In the future, learn from Xu Le, only write, not speak. ）