Gao Yang thought he was hard-hearted and cruel enough. In fact, it was not an exaggeration to say that he killed someone like numb.

But for some reason, Gao Yang felt sad when he looked at the old man Tuareg staying in the waist-deep water.

An old man with basically white hair was holding the fallen veil in one hand and trying to carry it on his face, while the other hand was slashing in the water, barely keeping himself from pouring himself into the water.

The old fox said tremblingly: "Can I get to the ground? I don't like water, I don't want to die in the water."

The feeling of a hero being old will not make people too happy.

The old fox may not be considered a hero, but he is a veteran and a very outstanding veteran. Even as an enemy, Gao Yang had to maintain respect for the old fox.

Gao Yang is not a hero, but this does not prevent him from feeling that the old foxes have a hero and cherishing heroes. They are all small people, but small people also have feelings.

Gao Yang originally wanted to shoot the old fox to death, but looking at the old fox, he was a little unable to do anything. Of course, he and the old fox are still enemies, but he could give the old fox a decent way to die.

Sighing, Gao Yang nodded, and said in a deep voice: "You can come up, but what about the other person?"

The old man was so trembling that he couldn't move. Although Gao Yang's position to hit him was not enough to be fatal immediately, it was enough to prevent him from moving smoothly. After walking two steps forward, the old fox could not keep standing and could not return to the shore at all.

After stopping in the water helplessly, the old man shook his head and said, "Don't worry. The war is over. He has left the other person. I asked him to leave. My eldest son used his death to let us leave the house, but I couldn't kill you, so I asked my youngest son to leave. Yes, the only living by my side is my youngest son, who has left."

Gao Yang was silent for a moment. He said, "Among the old men I have ever met, you are the most powerful one. As a Tuareg, you are amazing. Although you are my enemy, I respect you very much."

The old fox sighed and said, "I hate you very much. I want to kill you very much because you beat everyone I brought out of the tribe to death. Yes. I hate you very much, I hate you to the core. But I also respect you very much. You are very young, but why are you very powerful? I have been fighting for some years. You are the most powerful guy I have ever seen, so I have to admit that I hate you very much, but I admire you very much. I have nothing to say when I die at your hands."

Gao Yang sighed and said, "You are a respectable opponent. I want to give you a decent way of death. Tell me, what are your requirements?"

The old man smiled and said something Gao Yang couldn't understand, and said tremblingly: "I don't say the saying in my hometown in English. It means almost the same thing as not letting a person die in the water. I come from the desert. I cherish water and like water, but I am also afraid of water, and I don't want to die in the water, so please help me and get me to the shore."

Gao Yang thought for a while and said, "Yes, I can get you up or put a veil with a masked face on you, but please don't make any tricks. I think you know what consequences will be."

The old fox bowed slightly to Gao Yang and said, "Thank you, you are really a respectable opponent."

Gao Yang said to Cousto beside him: "Please help me get him up in the water, be careful. I think he probably won't do anything, but he still has to be careful."

Cousto got into the water without saying a word. Gao Yang raised his gun nervously. If the old fox planned to do something, such as suddenly pulling out a knife, he would blow the old fox's head faster.

The old fox is already very weak, and after soaking in the water for a long time, even if the old fox wants to do something before he dies, he will lose the strength.

After the old fox was dragged ashore, he lay on the ground. After a few breaths of satisfaction, he said to Gao Yang: "I want to ask you something. I know you have the ability to follow the traces left by someone and find him. Let my son go and let him go, don't chase him. You want the diamonds here. You have succeeded. Please let him go?"

Gao Yang squatted beside the old fox, held up his head with one hand, and put the veil on the old fox's face again.

The wet veil covered my face, and the old fox's voice was a little confused, but he said in a very pleasant tone: "Thank you very much, this makes me feel much more comfortable."

Gao Yang said in a deep voice: "The one who left is your son, right? I don't have time to chase him again. If he doesn't come back, there will be nothing, but if he wants to be an Avenger, it will not be something I can control."

The old fox sighed and said, "No, he will not come back. He will bring the money back to our tribe. There are no men in our tribe. He has to stay in the tribe. Moreover, we make a lot of money, so he doesn't need to be a mercenary again."

Gao Yang thought for a while and said, "Is there anything else to say?"

The old fox shook his head and said, "There is nothing else except saying thank you to you. Alas, I am old and I should stay in the tribe, but I am used to wandering days. I have been fighting for too long. For a long time, war has become my instinct. The tribe and family can no longer tie me up. I knew I would definitely have such a day to die at the hands of a respectable enemy, which is better than being killed by a landmine."

The old fox said he had nothing to say, but he said a lot more, but Gao Yang really didn't mind asking an old man to say a few more words before he died. After hearing the old fox's words, Gao Yang also said with emotion: "As a mercenary, dying on the battlefield seems to be an inevitable result. Since the first day he became a mercenary, many people have already destined to this fate. In addition, as a mercenary, you have lived long enough."

The old fox smiled and said, "I started fighting with my father since I was fourteen. I am fifty-four years old this year. I have lived on the battlefield for so many years. I am really lucky."

Gao Yang shrugged, "You are only fifty-four years old? Judging from your appearance, I thought you were at least sixty-four years old."

"There's no way, I'm older."

"It's really aged, but it's normal. The life of a mercenary will indeed make people age faster."

"I thought about it and I do have one last request."

"explain."

"Can I take my gun out of the water and give it to me? I am a person in the desert, and my gun is also a gun in the desert. I don't think it wants to rot in the water. I have been using it since the beginning of the war. Can I put the gun next to me after I die?"

Gao Yang nodded and said, "Yes, in addition, do you need me to bury you?"

"Of course, being buried is better than being eaten by bugs. If you are willing to bury me, I will be grateful!"

Gao Yang said to Cousto, "Go out of the water and take out his gun."

Cousto got into the water again. After touching the water for a few times, he raised a gun full of mud, washed away the mud on the gun, and then returned to the shore and handed the gun to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang took the old gun dripping with water, looked at it, closed the insurance, and threw the gun hard. After almost throwing the water inside, he placed the gun horizontally on the old fox's chest.

After holding his gun in both hands, the old fox hugged it tightly in front of his chest and said in a very satisfying tone: "It's great. I didn't expect you to give it to me when I was alive. Thank you. Because you are so generous and burying me, I won't curse you anymore, although my hatred for you will not weaken a little."

Gao Yang pointed to the old fox's gun and said, "You won't really use a gun for forty years, right?"

The old fox said proudly: "That's right, it's just forty years. Except for changing the re-entry spring, the gun has never touched anywhere else, and it has never disappointed me."

Gao Yang frowned and said, "You've got the rifle gone, can you still hit it accurately?"

"The rifle is basically gone, it is a smoothbore rifle. The bullets fly around a hundred meters away, but the power has become even greater because I found that bullets sometimes hit people horizontally, and those who are shot will die faster. I am not very good at shooting far targets, so it is nothing for me if I can't hit accurately if the distance is a little far."

Gao Yangba slammed his mouth and said, "It's the first time I heard that someone is willing to use this kind of gun."

"There is no way. If war has become my habit, it is my instinct to use this gun to participate in war. You should understand."

"Yes, I understand. I probably won't replace my gun in my life. Fortunately, my gun is very strong, very powerful. It is the pinnacle of the world's gun-making level, and the crystallization of gunsmiths and the highest technology. I think even if I have used it for decades, my gun accuracy will not decrease. How about it, it's amazing!"

"Oh, oh, I don't understand very much. I'm already out of the way. I don't know much about the high-tech things people use now. But your gun does sound very powerful. You are so lucky to have a good gun. My gun used to be very good. It's not like the ak47, but it's just like me and it's too old."

"Yes, guns are as old as humans, but I don't want to show off, but my gun may be the same as I just made when I'm old and can't walk. By the way, my gun is called Satan's Blade, where is yours?"

Gao Yang originally wanted to shoot the old fox, which would end his pain, but when he looked at the old fox, he kept talking to the old fox as if he was chatting with an old friend, but the old fox became weaker and weaker, and he no longer had the strength to speak.

"You named your gun? I didn't, I didn't name my gun. Well, depending on your appearance and style, I guess you are also a mercenary."

"You guessed right, I'm a mercenary."

The old fox nodded, gasped for a few times, closed his eyes and opened it again, and whispered: "I have no strength anymore. I think I'm going to die soon. Please remember that your promise buried me, thank you."
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