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Chapter 110

He burst into tears, and weeping from his tear-free eyes. Don't you even have the right to die? Don't you even have the right to choose to end your life where you remember the most?

The gentle footsteps landed behind Fang Shan, and the soft landing sound was as if something with wings had fallen behind him.

Fang Shan felt a pair of hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him back into the wheelchair. Before Fang Shan could speak, a low and magnetic voice sounded in Fang Shan's ears.

"Mr. Fang, do you want to... get a new life?"

"What?" Fang Shan asked in a hoarse voice in confusion.

"I mean, get a whole new life. Get back the light, get back on your feet, and I can give you the ability to become a person who is capable of pursuing your own happiness again."

The magnetic voice has a magical charm, making Fang Shan involuntarily fall into the "beautiful fantasy" given by the other party.

"……is that true?"

Fang Shan's lips trembled slightly. For so long, he had given up the ability to question. As long as someone said it could cure his eyes, he would dare to try anything.

"Do you think it's any good for me to lie to you?" the voice smiled softly.

"Mr. Fang, you are a good person, a good person who saves people. You should have a good end. There are too many people in this city who should suffer like you but are enjoying life - I hope you learn to hate all of this. ."

"I can restore your body at the cost of being my soldier, fighting for me, for our ideals."

"...What ideal?" Fang Shan asked involuntarily

"Eradicate all wars and put the world back on track--it seems a bit high-sounding to say, then..."

The voice considered for a moment, then smiled happily

"Change the world, change him at the root."

"Of course, you can't understand such an ideal. In other words, you can have light again."

"...I promise!" Fang Shan nodded without hesitation, he had no right to refuse and would not refuse.

"Very good, our contract officially takes effect at this moment." The voice laughed happily, and then a cold numbness spread from Fang Shan's body.

"Go to sleep for a while, and when you wake up, the world... will return to light."

This is what Fang Shan heard at the last moment before he fell into a coma.

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ps: Ask for tickets every day!

Chapter 141 35. The Dawn of the Infernal Hell

"This country is really...indescribable."

Sitting in the seat of an open-air coffee house, Mu Feng squatted on a cup of milk tea while drinking and squinting to observe everything around him, a strange sense of dislocation in his heart.

Where he is now is Ausong.

At the beginning, in the Battle of Yashan, the country was established by the Song Dynasty people who did not choose to die for the country, but crossed the sea to the kangaroo's hometown, and the fallen leaves took root. In another sense... China.

Listening to the unfamiliar 'Mandarin' around him, probably the more standard and serious 'Wu language', Mu Feng felt strangely dislocated in time and space.

Although this country is a Chinese country, it is very different from Mu Feng's motherland.

The first is the difference in political form. The political system of the Australian Song Dynasty is close to or exactly the same as that of America. The country implements the separation of powers and checks and balances each other. auxiliary location.

What is worth complaining is that the two parties of the Ao Song are actually Niu Dang and Li Dang in their abbreviations, and I don't know which unlucky urge to take such an unlucky nickname...

Except for the lack of a 'federation', Ausong and America are almost identical. Even in the history of this world, America's founding system was largely based on the Australian Song Dynasty.

Compared with the kangaroos in Mufeng World, Ao Song can be said to be full of martial arts. With a total population of 314 million people, it has an active army of 300,000 people, the third largest number of overseas military bases in the world, the navy has five aircraft carrier formations, two complete Pacific fleets, and the air force is also world-leading in equipment.

In short, the country can be said to be a kind of Chinese America...

At that time, the history of Mu Feng’s brief investigation was actually inaccurate. Ao Song did form an East Asian alliance with China and many Asian countries in East Asia, but in fact Ao Song was not a firm ally, because of the political system and the problems left over by history, Hua Guo and Ao Song have a lot of filth and can cooperate with each other. The netizens on both sides are also spraying each other in various ways, and they can also turn their guns to spray other countries. Being able to stand on the bald eagle's side in certain positions because of historical and political issues...

In short, this is a country that is difficult for Mu Feng to evaluate.

The reason for choosing to open Zhang Shibao in this country is also because Australia Song is capitalist and has a relatively wide range of private force. It is to allow private security companies such as Zhangshi Security to exist, and even to 'take work'.

Anyway, as long as you don't make trouble in the country, or damage the interests of Australia and Song Dynasty, the officials here will not care whether your security company is going to the Middle East to fight or go to Antarctica to fight.

Precisely because it is capitalism, the per capita living standard here is still quite high in this era of bald eagles roaming the world - but the corresponding thing is that the system has caused... unpleasant things.

"Sister, may I ask what's going on with that person over there?"

Mu Feng pointed to a despairing man in a dirty uniform at an alley not far away, and asked curiously.

"That...you'd better leave him alone."

The forty or fifty-year-old proprietress glanced at the person Mu Feng was pointing at, and frowned slightly.

"That's a poisonous insect."

"Then why is he wearing a police uniform?" Mu Feng asked curiously

"This...he's actually quite miserable." Seeing that there were not many guests now, the proprietress simply sat in front of Mu Feng and told the story about this man with a sigh.

...

"Undercover, it's a dangerous job, it's a hard job! But it's also a glorious thing!"

Mu Shang stared blankly at the sky at the entrance of the alley, and what echoed in his mind was the words of the former officer

He used to be a promising police officer. He graduated first in the police academy and joined the serious crime team. When he was about to show off his skills, he was revealed that his father in prison had once It's a triad thing.

A police officer must be innocent, even if he has never seen his father since he was born, this identity alone is enough to put him in purgatory.

At that time, his second-generation officer gave him two choices. The first is to quit the police, and the second is to go undercover in a drug trafficking organization.

Mu Shang chose the second one and made one... Erwuzi

Undercover life is very painful. To use the lines of "Infernal Affairs" to describe it, that is to fall into the infernal hell, reminding yourself all the time, whether you are a good person or a bad person, or a 'ghost who is not on both sides' '

The family members did not understand, and the girlfriend's disappointment left, these Mu Shang endured. He just wants to be a good guy and be a policeman.

Undercover work is far from being as simple as one might imagine.

You have to do the same crazy things as those criminals if you want to gain the trust of those criminals.

Undercover murder is also a crime, undercover stealing, undercover rape, undercover crime is also a crime.

Mulshang walked on a tightrope in these degenerate roads. Slowly, it took him more than a year to break into the core of the criminal group.

In the face of the boss who recommended him to join, the core person in the organization gave him a simple test of joining the club.

drug.

This actually makes sense, doesn't it? You are joining a large drug-trafficking organization. As a cadre, if you don't even touch those white things, you will immediately be suspected.

The boss of the organization did not smoke, but he let his son do it. In this era, even people who haven't gone to school have seen some undercover movies. Thanks to those directors, undercover is more and more difficult to do.

Mu Shang had no choice, he could only choose to obey, so once, twice, and countless times.

Drug addiction is something that you can't have any luck, and you can't have any stupid idea of ​​'one time you won't get addicted'.

Naturally, Mu Shang was addicted, and he gained trust and penetrated into the organization.

Then, he spent half a year working with his boss to wipe out the entire drug trafficking organization, and he was finally able to return to the team.

It's just that he was quickly transferred to idle.

At that time, he was no longer a brilliant newcomer to the police academy, but a 'magic policeman' who would attract strange eyes from his colleagues wherever he went.

After betraying all his "brothers" and returning to the police station, he was greeted only by the rejection of his colleagues. Although he made great achievements, it was his boss who got promoted and made a fortune, and he only had a marginalized ending.

This is the result of the sacrifice, and what is even worse is his drug addiction that cannot be relieved at all.

Drug addiction is something that can't be overcome by willpower at all. So he was sent to rehab, and when he came out, he was no longer a policeman.

The boss gave him a sum of money to let him leave. It is impossible for the police force, especially the serious crime team, to let a drug addict join it. Actions bury uncertainties that are difficult to control.

And out of selfishness, his boss obviously didn't want such a guy who might affect his future promotion resume to stay in the police force.

Moreover, Mu Shang's ex-girlfriend is now his fiancee, and this alone is enough to make him feel that Mu Shang is an eyesore.

Mu Shang laughed miserably that day. He took the money and punched his boss before leaving.

He gave everything, his family, his girlfriend, his body, and even now he still thinks about the 'big brother' who died in front of him when he sleeps at night

He gave everything for justice, but justice returned him only the cold reality.

The number one in the police force back then has now been reduced to washing dishes, doing small jobs for others, earning a meager salary every day, and struggling to get by.

What's even worse is that the ubiquitous drug addiction is always a reminder, several withdrawals, several repetitions, that the devil's mutilation of the human body can no longer be solved by the so-called willpower.

He ran out of money, mortgaged his house, and found new drug dealers to buy medicine. The city will never be short of these people from the underground world, because the bigwigs also need a pair of black gloves that won't get their hands dirty.

Look at him now, penniless, on the street, with his body riddled with holes...

And his boss, the one who robbed him of all his glory, was blowing the air conditioner in his office and even flirting with his girlfriend who had left her.

Despair and resentment grew in his heart, and Mu Feng, who was spreading his own perception, clearly noticed that negative mental fluctuation to the extreme.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Such a country always has no shortage of suitable talents, and it is not only those who are hopeless who have fallen to the end to become his warriors. What he wants is these people who, even if they fall to the end of the darkness, have the last bit of a dream like a firefly.

Only such people are worthy of Mu Feng giving them a new chance.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng got up at the checkout, walked to the front of the former undercover agent, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and chuckled.

"Hello, Mr. Mu."

Mu Shang lazily raised his head and glanced at Mu Feng, huddled and motionless, like a dead man.

Mu Feng didn't care, just squatted in front of him, took out a needle from behind, and smiled happily

"I know what you need, Mr. Mu, I have a needle here, I'm sure you will give a full score after using it."

"I have no money." Mu Shang responded impatiently

"You should know by looking at me that I have no money. Get away and don't block me from the sun."

"No no no, this needle is free, no money. Of course, whether you use it or not is your own business."

Mu Feng handed the syringe full of transparent liquid to Mu Shang, who didn't even have time to think, grabbed the needle and stabbed the artery in his hand.

Just look at one of his arms, there are injection needles all over it, and he's so deeply rooted that he can't be saved.

Of course, only the methods of ordinary people.

Mu Shang has nothing to doubt. After all, he has fallen to the point where he has nothing to be deceived by others.

Even if there was cyanide flowing through that needle, or that would be fine.

It's not a bad thing to die like this.

Just as his thoughts drifted farther and farther, a burst of intense pleasure exploded in his brain. In an instant, Mu Shang's reason lost control of his body and was soaked in this seemingly endless pleasure. An illusion appeared in front of him, as if he had returned to the past and changed the boundary line of his life...

This is the horror of duo products, which directly act on the brain and secrete a large amount of dopamine, which makes you have an irresistible 'happy' emotion.

After about ten minutes, Mu Shang slowly woke up. He looked at the smiling Mu Feng in front of him, and said with lingering fears.

"This...is this something new?"

"Yeah, the name of the new product is called - relive the old dream."

Mu Feng turned the needle in his hand and smiled happily in the face of Mu Shang's eager eyes.

"It's clear from your performance that this new product from our company is going to be a huge success. But we're not going to sell it, in fact, it's actually a . . . emergency work item for our employees."

Having said that, he stretched out his hand to Mu Shang, as if he didn't care about the sloppy palm at all, and said loudly

"Come on, join us, Mr. Mulshang, to put an end to your terrible life and welcome a new and better future!"

Mu Shang hesitated for a moment before holding Mu Feng's outstretched hand.

"Anyway, there's nothing worth losing."

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ps: daily ticket request

Chapter 142 36. New Life and War