That repentance was not because this time, so many lives were contaminated on his hands at once, but because he was facing this captain, this brother who could once entrust his life to the other party.

Because he brought shame to Zhao Hu and his brothers.

He was originally supposed to be a guard, but unexpectedly he turned into a murderer.

Seeing Wang Gang kneeling on the ground, Zhao Hu roared: "I'll get up right now. You, Wang Gang, are also a tough man. You were shot several times back then, but you still stood tall. You are my brother, Zhao Hu.

You don’t need to kneel to anyone."

A man and a brother directly touched the softest part of Wang Gang's heart, making him burst into tears again. He thought his tears had dried up, but he didn't expect that at this moment, just because of this sentence, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Take control.

The cry was filled with endless despair and pain. After a while, he whispered to Zhao Hu: "I'm sorry, captain."

The reason why he ran to this deep mountain and old forest after killing so many people was not to survive in vain. After his wife died, he no longer had any hope in life. He didn't want to live in this world at all.

He struggled here for so long just to wait for his captain, just to wait for this sentence, just to still be able to hear this sentence that he is Zhao Hu's brother.

"One more cup." After touching Xue An again, Zhao Hu took a sip of the extremely strong Erguotou in the cup.

Xue An just sat there and listened honestly, without saying anything or asking, and just drank with Zhao Hu silently. Only from Zhao Hu's immersion in the security area, the narration from the mouth of a generation of military kings, he

Only then will we understand what the lives of these former men were like after they retired?

The two of them drank continuously, and the two-pound Erguotou was finished in an instant. The waiter next to them quickly brought two more bottles.

It didn't matter to Xue An that he drank so much wine at once. He would drink no matter how strong the wine was if he didn't want to get drunk. He was still clear-headed and very sober even when he was not drunk. On the contrary, it was Zhao Hu who drank more than a kilogram of Erguotou.

Feeling slightly tipsy.

As the drinking progresses, my heart opens up.

Unconsciously, the words became much more numerous.

Later, Xue An heard Zhao Hu tell him how miserable the lives of the men who had been in the security area were after they retired, and how he felt powerless when faced with such a brother's situation.

No matter how dangerous the mission they performed, how much sweat and blood they shed, or how many shots they took, their faces remained unchanged, but what about now?

Some people have been in the security area for more than ten years. After they came out, they were seriously out of touch with the society, and they were very uncomfortable with the so-called human etiquette. Many people have undergone great psychological changes after returning.

He changed, became taciturn, became not good at communicating with others, and suffered a lot of boredom in life.

There are also some people who adapt quickly, but the blow in real life makes them no longer have the same bloody spirit as before.

Especially those in the special operations brigade like those who take care of them, their life skills can be said to be very ordinary. All they know are fighting and killing techniques. What do they do in peacetime? Most of them do some hard work.

Living in exchange for a meager salary, life can be said to be quite poor.

Zhao Hu has always wanted to help them and will always help them, but his ability is limited. How much can he help?

Fortunately, now he met Xue An, who was willing to spend a lot of money to invest, and they were going to open a security company for them, with good pay, and mainly composed of semi-retired people like them.

No matter what, with Xue An's security company here, their former team members and brothers can at least live a normal life.

"Anzi, I won't say anything else. I, Zhao Hu, am lucky to know you as my brother. I, Zhao Hu, will never let you down, brother, in my life."

After saying this seriously and seriously, Zhao Hu had a smile on his face.

Then I got drunk.

Xue An: "..."

Are you going to sleep now? He was a little confused, so I had no choice but to help him up and carry him away from here.

It turns out that the King of Soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade is not that good at drinking...

On a newly built construction site in the Wuzhou Development Zone, many workers have already started working since it started to get dark.

The sounds of various kinds of work on the construction site could be heard one after another.

On a large piece of scaffolding nearby, several workers wearing safety helmets and thin clothes kept working. In this weather, it was actually very cold in the morning, but these workers had to put on their clothes when working.

They have to take it off, otherwise it will be inconvenient and it will be really hot. What they do is completely physical work.

"Da Qiang, let's take a break and have a cigarette." An older worker in his fifties or sixties called to a strong man in his thirties or forties and whispered in a low voice.

This strong man is called Li Daqiang. He has a standard square face and three-dimensional facial features. He looks very comfortable. If it were placed in the feudal period, a person with such an appearance would definitely be able to fight one against a hundred and look like a general.

Even though he is wearing this thin work clothes, the soaked vest can clearly see the very explosive muscles on his body, and the look in his eyes has a daunting power.

"Okay, Master Liu." Li Daqiang chuckled, put down the hammer in his hand, and sat next to the old man.

"Then, this is Hua Zi. It costs more than 60 yuan to sell outside. I picked this up from the brick next to it yesterday. I've been lucky these past two days." When Master Liu thought of this

He has a smile on his face. But when he smiles, the wrinkles and folds on his face are piled up together. It can be seen that he is also very tired and has experienced the vicissitudes of life.

As he spoke, he carefully opened the cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Li Dali.

"This is really good luck." Li Dali took the cigarette and grinned, but there was also a hint of helplessness in this smile.

He really can't afford a Huazi that costs more than sixty yuan. Even this one is worth the price of some of the packs he is selling now. He can only afford the very spicy and spicy one now.

It has three red rings, and the cigarette costs three and a half yuan.

After lighting the cigarette.
Chapter completed!