Resurrection Empire

  Chapter 95 The fangs are heavy, the embers are burning

  Yu Jin cried for a long time.

  The heavy responsibility did not comfort him.

  This is meaningless.

  After a long time, Yu Jin finally let go of his hand and stood up again with his head lowered.

  "Mr. Ren, you say, whose fault is this? I have hatred in my heart. I want revenge, but I can't find a target for revenge."

  Responsibility is silent.

  Yu Jin: "I think this is a problem, but I don't know where the problem is. I hate...I hate this..."

   Ren Zhong rushed forward and covered Yu Jin's mouth.

   "Don't say it, don't say it, hide it in your heart."

   said slowly.

  Yu Jin tried to struggle.

  But now, the Jung-Zhong physical fitness index is as high as more than one hundred and forty, and with great strength, he can't get rid of it.

Responsibility lowered his voice: "I understand your anger, but now is not the time. It's not enough, we are not strong enough. We can't do anything now. Take your mother's share and continue to live, don't erase her last sacrifice significance."

  The heavy-duty tone was light, and his eyes floated towards the north gate of the town.

  The hunter must still be busy working over there.

  Responsibility is also working hard to imitate the tone of the old Chen Hanyu when he told the old people's home.

  His tone is also very calm, but there is something different in the same tone.

  Yu Jin was struck by lightning, and his eyes widened. There were lingering sadness, boiling anger, and a trace of indescribable trance.

  After a long time, Ren Zhong let go.

   "Mr. Ren, I understand."

   "It's fine if you understand. Then shall we go first?"

   "Well, don't worry, I'm all right now."

  As Ren Zhong was about to step out of the room, Yu Jin said from behind: "Mr. Ren, I won't live in the house next door."

  Returning the task.

  The morning light shone in from the window lattice, tearing out a diamond on the ground.

  The edge of the rhombus spreads inward.

  At the junction of white and black, Yu Jin stood there, his calf shone in the sun, and his upper body was submerged in the darkness.

  Although he was speaking to Ren Zhong, his eyes wandered away nostalgicly, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

   Ren nodded, "Yeah. Good."

   "Mr. Ren."

"Ok?"

"I will not make my mother's death meaningless. I will become stronger as soon as possible until I can follow in your footsteps. From tomorrow, our morning hunting will stop. I am dragging you down. You do need a rest. . When I feel I can, I will come to you again."

  Yu Jin didn't say anything through, but the meaning was clear enough.

  He is awakened.

  Responsible for a while, "You come to the arms mall to find me in the evening, and I will give you a gun. Here is the start-up capital of 2000 points, you take it. Now I give you the first order!"

"Ok."

   "Give me how strong I can become."

  Yu Jin: "Good sir."

  Walk out the door and think a little bit.

  There will be two possibilities in Yu Jin's body next.

  Either die early within seven days.

  If he survives, he will bloom like a meteor, participating in the inevitable battle between himself and Lin Wang.

  Responsibility is also thinking that if he accidentally dies in the next, and gives him another chance to choose, he should pay more attention to details and save Yu Jin’s mother’s life.

  Even if he knew that his mother’s death would inevitably further stimulate the young’s potential and accelerate his awakening in advance.

  But Jianzhong did not want him to get enlightened in this way.

  He didn't want a Yu Jin who grew up on hatred.

  Simple hatred can only last for a while, not a lifetime.

  True awakening should be based on greater beliefs.

  But the heavy responsibility cannot rely solely on the forcible indoctrination of the worldview, so Yu Jin will be encouraged to pull out the seedlings.

  His own worldview took 23 years of precipitation in the 21st century to gradually form, so that he can understand what others can’t understand and establish ideals that other people can’t imagine.

  The road Yu Jin has to walk is actually a long way.

  As for this time, since the matter is over, let the young man try to burn to his heart's content. Let's try it.

  Returning to the Lei car in the blocked alley but no one complained, Chen Hanyu finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ren, I actually want to know what you are after."

   Ren Zhong looked back at her clear eyes, "When I help you get revenge, I will tell you again."

   "Well, I'm waiting. But actually..."

   "What actually?"

  "My thoughts are the same as Yu Jin. Although I don’t know exactly what you want to do, I will always follow you. You and everyone in this world are not..."

  The heavy responsibility once again covered Chen Hanyu’s mouth, “Don’t say it. Just think about it in your heart.”

When    was suddenly attacked, Chen Hanyu suddenly opened his eyes, and only nodded stupidly, indicating that he understood.

   "Remember it later."

  Chen Han said: "Yeah."

  In the evening, Ren Zhongzheng was communicating with Ju Qingmeng at the Arms Mall.

   "Are you really going to buy this fangs for the little guy?"

   Responsible to focus, raised her fangs and sniper beside the consignment shelf, tried to squeeze it, the weight was very heavy.

The   Large sniper rifle is long and slender, and the whole body is dark gray. There are obvious scratches on the body and grip of the rifle, which is slightly old.

  This is a new three-level heavy sniper.

  The **** is engraved with three letters, "BLH".

  He replied: "Yes. This gun is well maintained and its performance has not diminished. It's a good guy."

"But it's too reluctant. Although the tusk itself has a cushioning design, it is still too powerful. Generally, a gunner who can wear a three-level biochemical combat uniform can withstand its recoil. That little guy can't control this one. gun."

Responsibility: "So I have to buy him a third-level biochemical combat uniform. Anyway, these two things are put together. The gun is 50% off the new price, 4000. The combat uniform is 50% off, 2000. If you have any trouble, give it again. add a……"

"Don't expect amplifiers. Gunners are different from mecha fighters. They just need biochemical suits to assist in counteracting recoil. Biochemical suits have certain non-Newtonian fluid properties and will harden when impacted. In addition, the electrical stimulation of biochemical suits is It acts on the gunner’s body at the moment the gun is fired, so that the muscles and mechanism tissues are instantly tightened and then relaxed, and a better cushioning ability is obtained. The principle is this. You mech fighters can pull more at the cost of sacrificing the delay time. High power, but the biochemical suit is not good. A first-level gunner wearing a third-level biochemical suit, I am afraid that he will be burned alive by the electric current if he can't fire a few shots."

  Responsible for a long time.

  He thought, anyway, because of Yu Jin’s character and the state of binding between the two, if he himself died, Yu Jin would indeed not survive.

  Burning to death in battle is more meaningful than being crushed without resistance.

   "It's okay, let's buy it. That's it."

Yu Jin arrived on a motorcycle, and put the gun and combat uniform in his hands. "Take it well, these two pieces are Level 3 equipment. From now on, these will be your trump cards. Now you also have an official watch. There are some precautions when using it, I won’t elaborate with you, you go back and study it yourself."

  Yu Jin was taken aback, "This...how much did it cost."

  Heavy duty: "Not much, but a few thousand points. I have money."

  Yu Jin was silent for a moment, not knowing what was thinking in his mind.

   "Okay, you wrap these two things in a cloth first, and then go to the training ground next to them to find a private mid-level air sight to test the feel, and be careful not to show them to others."

"Ok!"

Just as Jhin left, Ju Qingmeng said: "In fact, there are other models with lower cushioning power in the third-level guns, and not only this type of heavy sniper. Even if it is brand new, you can actually afford it. Why are you not? Should I choose second-hand fangs?"

  He squeezed his eyes with heavy responsibility, "Two reasons. First, because it is the gun that Bei Lihui used."

"Ok?"

"The Fang Fang and Bei Lihui's Manticore-191 now have the same combat style. Second, this one-hit kill characteristic is also in line with Jhin. I have observed him for a long time. Although he uses the rapid-fire type to perform Not bad, but it wastes his ability to perceive weaknesses that are different from ordinary people. By the way, although these two items are sold by Bei Lihui on consignment, can you put his money down for a few days before calling it?"

Speaking of this, Ju Qingmeng has fully understood the arduous calculations, "Bei Lihui has been consigning these two things in the mall for half a year, and no one in Xinghuo Town can easily afford it. Of course, he doesn't care much about the money. , Otherwise he will go to the wandering businessman Wang Zhaofu. Since you have said, then I will press him for seventeen or eighteen days before making the payment, it does not matter."

   "Hmm. Thanks a lot."

   "Thank you, let's go to my office together. I have some information that is inconvenient for others to disclose to you."

  Responsible to focus on your head.

  The two immediately understood.

  Lin Wang’s team is full of Tier 4 professionals, and their equipment is almost all Tier 4 configuration. The source is much more complicated than that of ordinary teams.

  Some are from the Arms Mall, some are purchased from higher administrative units, and some are long-term cooperation wandering merchants who go to the black market.

  Ju Qingmeng believes that although Lin Wang had seen how much the "lover relationship" between the two had converged before, the situation has changed again now.

  The heavy responsibility has already been good birds choosing trees and habitation, "betraying" Lin Wang.

  With Lin Wang’s temperament, it is always good to plan ahead when conflicts break out in the future.

  Of course she will provide all the information on her side to Regent.

  In the office, the two sit side by side.

  Ju Qingmeng opened the sales list, screened out all the equipment purchased by Lin Wang’s account, and began to analyze and explain its performance one by one with Ren Zhong, and provided technical reference when Ren Zhong simulates the following combat plans.

  The two have been discussing this way until ten thirty at night.

  Ju Qingmeng took a look at the time, and was planning to suggest that otherwise he would not go back tonight, and continue to talk for a while, and then sleep in the same room as last time.

  The watch, which I never thought of heavy responsibility, suddenly sounded a slight vibration.

Ren Zhong stood up and said, "Thanks. It's really a Tier 4 team. It's rich in money. I didn't expect that they bought so many special equipment from you. I have an appointment tonight, so I will go back first. Come back tomorrow. I'm looking for you."

  Ju Qingmeng felt a little disappointed, "Well, I'll send you out."

  The two of them walked out of the closed gate of the arms mall, which had been closed for a long time.

  A large motorboat is parked at the door.

Ma Xiaoling, with a horsetail grass in his mouth, sat lazily on the motorboat, facing the mall gate, legs wide open, left foot resting on the ground, right foot on the back seat, right elbow resting on the knee, hands Holding a small tablet and tilting his head, he didn't know what he was looking at.

   Seeing that it was Ma Xiaoling waiting outside, Ju Qingmeng was taken aback, and his expression quickly returned to normal.

   Perceived that the door was open, Ma Xiaoling walked out with heavy burdens, "What the hell, it took so long to come out."

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Ren Zhong first rubbed the dirty back seat with his sleeves, straddled it, and then got used to leaning forward naturally. With his left arm wrapped around Ma Xiaoling's waist, he waved to Ju Qingmeng, "Mr. Ju, you go back early. Rest, I'm leaving now."

"Ok."

  ……

   "What are you going to chat with my dad tonight?"

   "No comment."

   "Believe it or not, I will throw you off?"

   "Captain Horse, although I am not as strong as you, I am also a serious second-level mecha fighter anyway. My hands are very stable."

   "So annoying."

  "This just shows that I am tight-lipped and trustworthy. What your father needs is someone like me."

  ……

  Ren Zhong and Ma Fu hadn't talked for a long time, then left the town house again, and returned to the small courtyard in the car that carried the captain of the guard Ma Xiaoling.

  Today is Madafuku who he took the initiative to contact.

  It is Maadafu who approved Yu Jin’s mother to donate places to her son.

  But my mother already knew that there was no hope for the small town census.

  This makes Ren Zhong’s suspicion of Fatty Ma’s personal cognition once again questionable.

  The other party is his chosen important partner, and there is more or less a task that requires a trial to determine the course of action in the future.

   Lying in his own armed sleeping pod, Ren Zhong began to think about the bit by bit when the two of them were chatting.

  Madafuku explained to him.

  Although he knows the ending, for the purpose of maintaining the temporary stability of the town, he cannot leak the wind, let alone show abnormality.

  The number of temporary deserted people in the small town is always limited.

  But every year, newborns grow up to adults.

  It’s not just this year that old people concentrated on selling their lives to the Mengdu Group. It has been for many years, and it is a common practice in countless small towns.

   Rushing to change the practice will inevitably make life suspicious.

  So he approved all applications as usual.

"This can at least leave a sum of money for others. This money is an important start-up fund for young people in the small town. Zheng Tian in your team used this money to slowly pull out a semi-professional team. "

   Ren nodded his head, expressing that he understood, and then left.

  Madafuku’s views on these things are the same as Chen Hanyu, and even more cold-blooded.

  Regent has found a difference between himself and Lao Ma.

  Lao Ma’s sympathy for the weak is just sympathy, and perhaps there is a little bit of atonement that cannot be traced.

  All he cares about is that the deserted people in the small town should live as many as possible~www.wuxiahere.com~ As for the price to be paid to live, he doesn't care.

  My sympathy is not just sympathy.

Before falling asleep, Ren Zhong sighed slightly.

  Lao Ma is still worthy of trust.

People like Lao Ma are actually the moral peak of this world, but they are destined to stop here.

  If there is no me, the world is indeed hopeless.

  With only seven days left before Lin Wang came back, it was time to complete more preparations in advance.

  In fact, he was a little bored.

  He clearly felt that Lin Wang blocked his footsteps and was the first hurdle before the Long March.

   But he felt reasonable and was not discouraged.

  If he appeared in the first place or now fled to another place, not in Xinghuo Town, without Lin Wang, there will be Lin Buwang and Sen Wang.

   makes no difference.

  There are no shortcuts to a revolution.

  (End of this chapter)