"You feel like a martyr. Just like those heroes who really pursue justice, you don't care about life and death. As long as you stick to your heart, you will have no regrets. You can express the most precious things in your heart in front of the strong who slaughtered hundreds of evolutionists, and be proud of them, so that the strong in front of you can also admire them, Do you think so? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words made Weng Liyong a little strange. He had the idea of sacrificing his life for justice just now. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang killed him, he still stuck to his heart and felt detached and sublimated.
"What about your mission? What about your friend? Do you have a girlfriend? Maybe there's more than one, and it's beautiful. By the way, what about the neighbors who are moving around and suffering with you? They're counting on you as an evolutor. Who else can they count on when you die? Zombie sea is about to return. You are not powerful. Maybe in a few days, everyone will be eaten by zombies. Is that what you want to see? Or let them be stepping stones to your justice? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't beat Weng Li's arrogant persistence. He just expounds some things about the price from another aspect. Everything has a price. Weng Li wants to stick to his heart and get the sublimation of the soul. Zhang Xiaoqiang puts his responsibility and his heart on the sky, and let him measure the price by himself.
"This... This..."
In an instant, Weng Li was dull, and his eyes lost focus for a moment. Just now, he was so elated that he just followed his feelings and let his heart go freely. However, he forgot his mission and the life and death of thousands of people. The huge gap in his heart caused a huge gap, which seemed to tear his heart and made him lose his faith.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is secretly proud of himself. Weng Li is young after all, and he has never thought about many things. He just thinks that his decision is right to agree with Da Yi. He doesn't know that Da Yi is not simple. Sometimes his ideas are totally different. They all say that good intentions do bad things. In fact, they are not well considered, A single minded self righteous.
"If you want to find a way for them to survive, complete the task, and become a hero to save them, you have to put down your inner pride, your so-called persistence, and beg me in a low voice, even if I have a big feud with your life and death..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang holds the cigarette holder with three fingers and looks at the cigarette that is about to burn out. His tone is calm, but Weng Li's face turns pale. Then a bright spark passes through the corner of his eye and falls outside the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who throws away the cigarette end, pulls out his pistol and points to Weng Li's eyebrow
"If I want to die, I can help you and kill you now, I'm at odds with the military, and your companions will die. When you die, there will be no room for the military and me. Even if they surrender to me, I dare not accept them. No one dares to bury a group of time bombs with resentment in their own interior. They have two choices, either I will shoot them to death or kneel down and say they are wrong. "
A drop of sweat came from Weng Li's forehead. The weather was not hot, but Weng Li didn't feel a trace of cool. His whole body was shaking slightly in tension. His hands clenched and his joints creaked. The black muzzle occupied most of his sight. The black muzzle was like a black hole in the universe, which magnified infinitely in front of his eyes, It also blurs everything around the muzzle.
"Have you decided yet..."
The sound of urging was like the sound of the sky crashing into his eardrum. A clever man suddenly said aloud:
"What's wrong with me? If I don't insist, they won't have a chance to count on me, and Xiaoxue and Qinqin won't live safely until now. There are also those soldiers who don't know how many casualties they will suffer without me. It's all me that they are... "
"Do you think you are the Savior?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold words broke Weng Li's defense. His rapid breathing chest suddenly stagnated, and the scarlet in his eyes began to disappear. Even the blue veins on his forehead began to disappear. Weng Li wanted to say that he was, but he couldn't say it. His ability was not the strongest, and his wisdom was not the highest. He was also injured, afraid of pain and hunger, He will be decadent when he is in despair and shed tears when he is sad. He can't be absolutely selfless. He will also leave the last thing to his girlfriend when he goes out to search for materials.
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