MTL - Breaking Through the Clouds-Chapter 137 Chapter137

Qin Chuan stared at the syringe in front of her eyes, and the gold-rimmed lenses couldn't stop the obvious trembling of the pupil. There seemed to be rumblings of conversation around, but his ears were buzzing, and he could not hear anything but his violent heartbeat.

"..." He gasped and looked to his side, only to see Jiang Zang's face as white as snow, staring at the tray.

I don't know how long the suffocating stalemate lasted, and Spades K finally gave a subtle cough and turned to Qinchuan: "Will you come first?"

Qin Chuan couldn't say a word.

"Sorry," Spade K seemed to explain a little with regret: "Jiang is privileged to stop at me, so you should come first."

A bodyguard stepped forward, took the syringe out of the tray, and handed it to Qin Chuan.

The bodyguard had two normal people with one thick arm and a shaved head. Qin Chuan knew this man. The rivers and lakes had been nicknamed Ghost and Sorrow before. He had several **** cases on his body. Later, the man came to Spadesk somehow and became one of the confidante bodyguards. Now thinking about it, Spadesk is born to collect this kind of cold-blooded and cruel criminal with extreme personality just like stamp collecting.

There were countless thoughts in Qin Chuan's mind, just like tens of thousands of currents passed through the nerve center, but on the surface he only slid the throat knot:

"... the doctor's testimony was so flawed that he couldn't justify it ... you know that, right?"

"I know."

"Then you still--"

Wen Yan interrupted him: "But that doesn't matter."

--that's not important.

For the inherently anti-social personality of spades k, the cause and effect and the context are not important. He does everything he wants to do with his own preferences. Many seemingly unexpected decisions are actually very logical, while others seem to make sense. In fact, the behavior only stems from his bad interest and cruel nature.

Qinchuan's posterior molars were bitten tightly together, reaching out to pick up the syringe, as if holding a poisonous snake empty-handed.

The chest was edging up and down quickly, but he couldn't breathe oxygen, the heart frantically retracted the whole body's blood, and the brain was dizzy.

"..."

Everyone stared at him, and suddenly saw Qin Chuan holding his fist tightly, and splitting his hands with **** | Yin Yuan threw it out!

Slap!

"Sorry, I can't do it." Qin Chuan said coldly in the eyes of everyone, "I mingled with you to get rich and get rich overnight, not for this. If you don't believe me, just kill me, don't worry , I'm not your guinea pig. "

Wen Yan sighed, and didn't say anything, and waved his hand: "Take it."

Needless to say the second time, the "ghost sees sadness" went up and pushed Qin Chuan out. The latter was stinging all the way, and when he crossed the threshold, he almost tripped and disappeared outside the house.

Wen Yan didn't care, and looked at Xiang Jiang with a smile: "How about you?"

Jiang Zhan stood upright, his face colder than ice.

"Hero | in is usually divided into opium, monoacetylmorphine, 'No. 3' low-purity **** | in-hydrochloride, and 'No. 4' high-purity **** | in-hydrochloride according to its purity. Generally speaking on the market Heroin with 98% content | It has reached the state of white | powder, but it is very rare. The so-called high-purity products are basically yellow sand; as for the more than 99.9% of the 'Pure No. 5' pure pure **** that has recently spread | Because no one has ever seen it. "

Wen Yan embraced Jiang Ding's shoulders, pointed at the tray, and said, "It's in front of you now."

Jiangzhan said hoarsely: "... then you are really willing."

"I'm willing to give you this lab-grade net-pure diacetylmorphine all my life. How about, hesitating?"

All eyes are focused here, all invisible hands are pushing him into the coldest abyss.

Jiang Zhang opened his mouth, but said nothing. He quietly gasped and crushed the air pressure back to his body, just like the blade of a scraping knife twisted his lungs into blood.

"... Okay." He finally spit out a word, and said hoarsely: "Then I will never leave you in my life."

Jiang Zhan reached out and picked up the syringe, pulled out the plastic tube, stuck the needle directly into his arm, and injected all his muscles into the brain!

silence.

The air freezes, the world is still, and even time is stretched into an infinite moment--

The needle fell to the ground, Jiang stopped shaking and raised his head, looking at the **** k, his blood rushed to his cheek instantly.

"... Hahaha," Wen Yan laughed, then laughed as if he couldn't stop, holding Jiang Zang's shoulders, and buried his face in his neck.

"What is this?" Jiang Zingwei tuned the tone: "What is it ?!"

"Hahahahahaha ..."

Wen Yan smiled speechlessly, and finally looked up, and looked at Jiang Zhan with an endless smile, jokingly: "High protein nutritional supplement."

Jiang Zhan stood still, as if he had forgotten his blink.

"Just a joke, you're too skinny, you need to add more nutrition." Wen Yan smiled: "No smoking next time, have you heard?"

Jiang Zhe was totally speechless, his knees couldn't stop softening, and his hands shook slightly at the sides. Wen Yan didn't care, rubbed his sweaty shattered hair with his thumb intimately, and then instructed the bodyguard to pick up the syringe that Qin Chuan had thrown out on the ground: "Pick that up ... give me, be careful . "

"This," he shook in front of Jiang Zhan with a syringe, and smiled, "this is the laboratory level."

Then he laughed and turned towards the door of the temple house.

Jiang Zhe almost exhausted his strength before forcing himself to stay where he was, but he saw the bodyguards keep up, but suddenly he heard that he stood still again, and smiled back: "You said you wouldn't leave me in this life. Life and death are all together-don't forget! "

Jiang Zhe didn't say a word, Wen Yan smiled and crossed the threshold.

"Brother," Coincidentally, Ajie brought someone from Houshan direction, and immediately walked a few steps to meet him, whispering: "No cell phone wreck was found, the mountain stream is too big. I am going to let people go down again. Carefully search for grass and stone cracks within a radius of 600 square meters, and must-- "

To his surprise, Spade K waved his hand and said, "No need."

"Brother?"

"We must start immediately, and the snow will close the mountains later, and the buyer can't wait until the place sees the machine."

Ajie nodded and couldn't help but ask, "That ... have tried?"

In fact, when he got out of the car just now, he had heard people report the "trial" that happened in the temple house, and when he saw that **** k went forward, Ajie immediately followed.

"As I expected before," Spades K said leisurely, "even the response was similar."

Ajie frowned, doubting, "Is it wrong? Qin Chuan is the problem?"

They walked towards the village entrance and saw “Ghosts and Sorrows” standing under the tree to explain to Qin Chuan. The latter's face, which always seemed to wear a mask, was not stretched. .

Spades k seemed to be very interesting, and he waved to Qin Chuan after a long time. Qin Chuan is indeed a personal talent, and even the mouth twitched slightly, even smiling, as if nothing had happened.

"No, it's just the opposite." Spade k looked at the vast gray sky in front of him, and said lightly: "It is normal human nature to want to get rich, want to take power, and want to get rich overnight. People have weakness only if they want it, and refuse to inject it is a sign of no Question, Qin Chuan's behavior logic is smooth. "

Ajie hesitated: "The river stops ..."

Spades k didn't answer, and Yuyou walked forward, and a group of people followed immensely. The green field in front of the village was endless, and the poppy field made a rustling sound in the wind. He stood in front of the field, stretched out against the wind, and said, "Do you know who is the most difficult person in the world to get along with? "

Ajie thought for a moment, "No desire?"

"No, it doesn't talk about material desires at all, but only pursues emotions."

Ajie is a little confused.

"The desire to love lives and the evil desires to die. Once love is turned into evil, eighteen cows will not be able to pull back ... the more intense and pure the emotion, the easier it will be."

The bodyguards were not as close as usual, sparsely lagging behind. Ajie seemed to understand something, and saw that Spade k turned around and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "From today on, don't get away from Jiang Zhe, don't let him be alone with anyone. And-"

Ajie swallowed.

"Don't give him any chance to touch you." Spades K said lightly, "Go."

Ajie was a little hesitant and responded neatly, taking people to the team for the final supply and inspection.

Spade k stands alone in the wind and looks at the endless poppy fields. What I can see is the barren and vast hills of the covered mountains. A dark spot further across the stratum is a flying bird fluttering at the end of the sky. .

He narrowed his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The long urn echoed in the dark night outside the cave, as the beasts roamed back and forth. He couldn't remember how long he had struggled with hunger, thirst, and dizziness. The high fever made him twitch even when he was half-conscious. He felt only a cool liquid pouring into his mouth and wanted to survive. He couldn't help swallowing, and after a few mouthfuls, the last drop of liquid was swallowed into his throat.

"..."

Perhaps because the anxiety was temporarily relieved, he finally laboriously opened his eyes and heard the crying in the darkness. It was very low and very depressed, like a small animal shivering alertly in the nest.

"……you……"

The sobbing suddenly stopped, and Moonlight cast into Qinghui from the entrance of the hole. He saw his thin buddy curled up on his side, and shrugged his face in his knees.

"... Are you crying?"

The little boy immediately covered his mouth, straightened up, and shook his head vigorously.

He barely supported his arms, but couldn't lift his upper body. After giving it a few times, he gave up, lying on the ground and reaching out.

The little boy immediately held his cold hand in his arms and pressed his body temperature against it.

His hands were soft and white, although he was covered with stucco because of struggling for several days in the wilderness, but at a glance he knew that he had received careful care since childhood. The little boy's hands were covered with frostbite, scars, and bloodstains. His arms were thin and under-aged, and his elbows were braced with obvious bones.

The contrast is so clear, but when the two children's hands are held together, they are unexpectedly harmonious.

As if they were born to hold each other so tightly.

"Are you scared?"

The little boy hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Well."

"fear death?"

At the junction of moonlight and shadow, broken light appeared again in those big clear eyes, and he shook his head for a long while.

He laughed. "Cheat. Tell me, are you afraid of death?"

"..." The boy finally said softly: "I'm afraid you will die ..."

He froze.

"As long as you survive ... as long as you can survive ..." The sobbing sounded again, this time as cramped as unbearable, the little boy curled his body to his partner's side, and repeated the vague desperate crying: "I I can die, I don't care, as long as you can survive-- "

"As long as you can survive--"

The little boy hasn't dripped water for a long time. He went out to find water when the sun was not hot at night, and carefully lifted the water with sunken stones, for fear of spilling even a drop, and came back to feed the high fever friend in the cave. His own lips were dry and cracked, and blood solidified into purple and black at the corners of his mouth. When he cried, he again gushed out extra thick blood beads because of extreme lack of water.

But the pain of tearing the skin, compared with the intense begging contained in his voice, seemed completely worthless.

How can people have such strong emotions? The nine-year-old Wen Yan heard the crying thought.

Why would you rather die and burn your last strength, praying for your loved one to survive?

He stretched out his other hand, trying to touch the little boy's dark hair in the moonlight, but the years swirled and faded like a vortex. After more than 20 years, Spade K's hand slipped through the air. , My fingertips only touched the poppy flowers swaying in front of me.

Spades k closed his eyes.

"I want to remember a dead lover ..."

"I love you, Yan Yan, and I hope you will also be the insurmountable winner."

"Yan Yan!"

"Then you shoot," Jiang Zang said again. "Shoot, don't ask."

...

The little boy who wept for him grew up in the cave. He stood up, as if he could hear something, and quickly turned and ran out of the cave, even though there was a voice calling behind him, he never looked back; he ran through the torrent of time and space and came to the gray mountains of Yuanlongxia in winter. Hugging the cowardly policeman, his eyes flashed with joy, pain and love.

Then he stepped back and turned half a step, and he looked back and exposed his head to the red dot of the long-range rifle.

The **** k-jaw bites so tightly that his cheeks are a bit weird, and his distant hands pause timidly again. After a long time, he finally raised his head, opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and put his hands in his trouser pocket to hold a bag of powder.

A voice came from behind him: "Brother."

"..."

When Spades K turned back, Ajie lowered his head cautiously: "The team is ready to go."

The cross-country team preparing to cross the border is ready to go. In the open space in the distance, a thin figure that is very familiar in his heart is being closely followed by the bodyguards, and bowed his head into the back seat of the car.

Spades k is motionless.

"... brother?"

After several minutes, Ajie, who was beginning to be a little hesitant, finally heard such a voice: "Okay."

He looked up strangely, but saw that Spade took out a bag from his pocket and threw it into the poppy field in the distance.

"That is……"

"Nothing," spades K said flatly, without letting him ask again: "Go, go to Yaoshan."

The convoy slowly moved through the mountains and headed north.

After the splendor of the gunpowder, the smoky southern Xinjiang, the border jungles where the bones of exile students and jade dealers have been buried since ancient times; through the magnificent scenery of Xishuangbanna and the rolling Tianshu Shu Road, under the cloudy sky, huge The veins of Yaoshan Mountain stand quietly on the top of the plain.

Countless police cars, wearing stars and moonlight, flashing red and blue light, drove into the rigorous mountains and mountains from the plain.

At the foot of Yaoshan.

Several police cars stopped at the gate of the county police station, and local leaders stepped forward. I saw that the jeep was not yet stable, and a criminal policeman in black clothes had jumped out of the car with extremely sharp skills. He took off his sunglasses in one hand and looked up into the distance-

He was very tall, with a deep eyebrow, and had a tough face carved out by the sword of Frost Sword.

The large mountain dome shrouded in snow clouds is reflected in the depths of his pupils.

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Chapters are updated every 3 days or so while you are away. Mainly because it is rolling between several cities, sometimes on the road for more than half a day, it is not as stable as in the hotel code

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