Ren Qiushui patted his shoulder and said: "This is not a fight for ourselves, but a fight for all the Chinese here, for our dignity. But remember to come back alive. When I am old, I still need you to see me die."
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Nini said affectionately: "I will go with you. Even if we die, we will die together."
Ren Yongxu hugged her fiercely and kissed her passionately until they could no longer breathe. "Nini! I need you to stay and take care of my father. Don't worry, I will come back alive."
Nini hesitated, looking at Ren Yongxu's eyes full of reluctance. Ye Tianming walked up to her and said, "Don't worry, as long as I, Ye Tianming, don't die, he will not die." After saying that, he waved his hand and walked out of the door first.
Just as he reached the door, Ye Tianming suddenly turned around and gestured to Chen Yang and Shawu behind him, made a gesture on his neck and then pointed at the four Indonesian soldiers who were still counting money there excitedly.
Chen Yang and Sha Wu nodded their heads invisibly, then they jumped up suddenly, twisted their waists hard, turned around in the air, and shook their right arms, holding a dagger with a cold light and a trace of blood.
slipped from hand
The two Indonesian soldiers standing in front were still lowering their heads and counting the banknotes excitedly. They had no idea that the God of Death was approaching them. Their mouths were suddenly covered by a broad and strong hand, and then they felt a pain in their throats.
Cool, a hiss like the sound of air leakage puncturing a car tire came into their ears, "Whoa!" The banknotes in their hands were scattered all over the floor, and they used both hands in vain to grasp the strong arms covering their mouths, making preparations.
In the last struggle before death, his eyes bulged out of his sockets. He looked at a bloody sword shooting out with frightened and desperate eyes. All the strength in his body was drained away. His body kept twitching and slowly softened.
The two Indonesian soldiers opposite them suddenly felt a hot, sticky liquid with a fishy smell sprayed on their faces. The two men raised their heads blankly, and saw their two brothers lying softly on the ground.
Chen Yang and Shawu left the bodies still on the ground, swooped out and pressed the heads of the two Indonesian soldiers who had not yet recovered, and stabbed their daggers hard into their lower jaws, straight through the back of their heads.
out
The eyes of the two people were still blank. They didn't know why these Chinese people were so untrustworthy. They opened their mouths and wanted to speak, but their lips buzzed, their throats made a weird sound, and blood spurted out from large mouthfuls. They stared in confusion.
His eyes looked at Ye Tian in the distance
"Don't blame me for not being trustworthy. I, Ye Tianming, will never leave any chance of survival for my enemies. Although you are just a group of boy scouts in my eyes, you are not qualified to be my enemy, Ye Tianming. But that's the mistake. You
Born in this rubbish country, wearing this rubbish military uniform." Ye Tianming's voice was so cold and full of murderous intent.
"Plop! Plop!" There were two sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the eyes were staring with a trace of unwillingness and nostalgia for this world. Even until death, the banknotes already stained with blood were still tightly grasped in the hands, refusing to let go.
Maybe they heard Ye Tianming's words at the end, maybe they didn't hear it, but regardless of whether they heard it or not, their ending will not change and they will die with their eyes open.