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Book number: 1076322

Introduction to the work:

Zhou Zhenhua, a super mercenary who has experienced many battles. In order to fulfill his father's special requirements for him, he joined the world of mercenaries at the age of twelve. In such an environment, Zhou Zhenhua performed very dangerous tasks and actions in places full of wars such as the Middle East and Africa. Until his seventeenth birthday, he was finally called by his father and returned to the peaceful world again.

but……

Due to Zhou Zhenhua's experience on the battlefield, although he is young, he cannot live a normal life like others. Moreover, his experience on the battlefield and his methods of dealing with problems often make him make a big deal and solve some small problems in normal life in ways that ordinary people cannot understand.

Let’s see how a first-class mercenary interprets a ridiculous but extremely erotic urban life.

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The chip is the size of a fingernail and there is a small amount of uranium inside. Because it is not large in size, it can be easily implanted into the human body. And it is detonated through the sensors above. In this way, such results are enough to make a strong man explode. What's more, a woman like Zhao Qian can easily blow it into minced meat.

Holding the small, nail-sized bomb, Mo Bei frowned slightly. He frowned not because of Zhao Qian's death. In fact, Zhao Qian's death was really nothing to care about for him. But why did Mo Bei frown? The reason why he frowned was because he didn't know where the enemy was? How did this enemy know what happened here and detonate the bomb in Zhao Qian's body?

Soon, Mo Bei fell into deep thought. Although on the surface, Zhao Qian was the one who had been looking for trouble with Balisha. But looking at this detonation, on the surface it was a self-destruction, Mo Bei knew that there must be something wrong with it. So, who was asking for trouble with Balisha? Even if Balisha is a very famous star, in this interstellar dominated by the armored soldiers, Balisha's light is at most shrouded on ordinary people.

Could it be that this has anything to do with Bashasa!

Suddenly, Mo Bei seemed to think of something, and a flash of inspiration involved the problem on Bashasa. You know, Bashasa was a very powerful master at the time. Such a master would be beaten to be disabled and forced to escape and live on the white star in the refining realm. There must be something to do with this. And it is very important, so important that it has already involved Bashasa. Moreover, Bashasa seemed to realize that someone would cause trouble for her sister, and even the will was to protect Bashasa.

There is a conspiracy!

Mo Bei immediately put a conspiracy on the reason, whether it was Bashasa's conspiracy or what conspiracy was discovered by Bashasa. In short, this matter is definitely not simple.

Bang!

Mo Bei's hand suddenly reached out, grabbed Xia Yingxue's hand, looked at her coldly on his face, and said, "What are you doing!"

Xia Yingxue felt that her hand was caught by a pair of tongs, hot. She looked at Mo Bei's extremely alert expression, frowned, and said in pain: "Mr. Shang, you have been there for more than ten minutes! I just..."

Mo Bei didn't wait for Xia Yingxue to finish her words, but gently loosened her hand, and didn't even look at Xia Yingxue who rubbed her wrist in pain, and said, "Don't approach me next time when I'm thinking, because at that time I can't tell if I'm an enemy, so as not to hurt you!"

Xia Yingxue nodded and said nothing. Instead, Mo Bei looked at Xia Yingxue's wrists constantly flexing, which seemed to hurt. After frowned slightly, he grabbed Xia Yingxue's hand, and helped him activate his bloodline in Xia Yingxue's surprised gaze, then let go and said, "Okay!"

With the help of internal strength, Xia Yingxue felt that his wrist suddenly became very hot, as if it was burning. But after a brief feeling of burning fire, Xia Yingxue suddenly found that her wrist was no longer hurt. She moved in surprise. Although Xia Yingxue didn't know how Mo Bei did it, she was so surprised that she could not speak for Mo Bei to suddenly help him so friendly.

Staring at Mo Bei tightly, Xia Yingxue seemed to want to see something from Mo Bei's face. But Mo Bei, who was guilty, could only slightly turn his head aside and show an indifferent expression. Although he tried his best to keep his face calm, he was still asking himself why he did such a move. Maybe at this moment, Mo Bei himself did not notice that after a string deep in his heart, what Mo Bei longed for the most in his heart, after a quarrel like a child, was bounced.

Mo Bei seemed cold, but in fact it was just a habit. Even when he was in the Primitive Star, he had this numb and cold expression. There was no way, this was his natural character. Under this character, Mo Bei, who came out of the Primitive Star, had to fully develop it. Because in a strange environment, Mo Bei, who could not make friends, had no idea who he should believe and what he should do. Therefore, he had to keep himself tight and not trust anyone.

But Balisha's words stimulated Mo Bei's strings that had been buried deep in his heart for twenty years. That is him, who longed to have friends.

Mo Bei had no friends when he grew up, even on the Primitive Star. Because he was indifferent to everything and numb to everything; because he was the next village chief, the best next generation; naturally, children of the same age developed a sense of awe of him, and even if they communicated with him, they were only limited to asking for advice. Therefore, this made Mo Bei look even more lonely.

After the original star came out, Mo Bei had fewer friends for the unfamiliar environment and in order to survive better. No, he didn't even have one. The arrogance he could not communicate in his bones was even more impossible to make friends. Moreover, friends were a very sacred term in Mo Bei's eyes. We should help each other, be friendly and cooperate with each other. Moreover, Mo Bei's arrogance in his bones made him position the friends he could communicate in a very high state. Just like K, those who can cooperate and help are qualified to be his friends.

But Mo Bei was wrong. Whether it is qualified or not to make friends, if you really make friends, you can pay attention to yourself when you are saddest; when you are happiest, you can make yourself happier; and when you are most proud, you can also appropriately attack your own people. Only such people can be considered friends. It has nothing to do with ability, but the important thing is to be in a passionate heart.

"Why are you in a daze again?"

Xia Yingxue looked at Mo Bei curiously and fell into deep thought again. This time she did not reach out to touch Mo Bei again, but asked. What about Mo Bei? Facing Xia Yingxue's inquiry, she was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "What are friends?"

As if he knew Mo Bei for a moment, Xia Yingxue showed a surprised expression and looked at Mo Bei in surprise. Mo Bei immediately turned his head awkwardly and walked out, saying as he walked: "If you can't answer, then forget it."

Xia Yingxue immediately came to her senses, shouted, "Wait, Mr. Shang!"

Mo Bei hesitated for a moment, stopped his steps, turned slightly, looked at Xia Yingxue calmly, as if waiting for her answer. At this time, Doer walked out. As if he knew what Mo Bei was thinking, Xia Yingxue waved her hand and said, "Let's go out and talk!"

Mo Bei nodded and immediately followed Xia Yingxue outside. He came to the yard and was on the swing specially used for cool off. Xia Yingxue sat on it, lowered her head and was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Shang, what is a friend in your eyes? I think before explaining, you should ask clearly what a friend looks like in your eyes."

Mo Bei thought for a moment and said, "Help, friendship, mercy, and mutual care!"

Xia Yingxue nodded and said, "Yes, most people think so. In fact, friends should have these points. But can you say more in detail and more specifically what friends are?"

Mo Bei thought for a while and said, "Help, I think that being my friend must have no worse strength than me. When I need help, he can help me. When he needs help, I will also help him. Friendship, that is, no matter when, we will live in peace. Hum, care for each other, I have never cared about others, there is only a very vague concept."

Xia Yingxue shook her head and sighed repeatedly, "Hey, this is the definition of a friend in your eyes? If I can't help you, are you not qualified to be your friend!"

Mo Bei suddenly felt something was wrong. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Yes, because if it is worse than me, you can't help me. Such a person will only become a burden to be my friend."

Xia Yingxue shook her head repeatedly and said, "You are wrong. If you do this, you will never make friends!"

Mo Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, showed a careless expression, and asked, "Why?"

Xia Yingxue nodded and replied: "Friends are someone who can comfort you when you are sad. Friends are someone who can be happy with you when you are happy. Friends are someone who can help you when you need help. Friends are someone who can wake you up when you are proud of your way. Friends are someone who will die with you even if you die. Only such a person can be considered a true friend."

Mo Bei nodded and said, "I think I can do all of these!"

Xia Yingxue shook her head and said with certainty: "You can't do it! You can't do it at all. Because you are very cautious, it can easily hurt people. Also, although you will help people, your help is limited, and there will be intentions, not selfless help. Moreover, you will not comfort people, and you will not die for your friends. Because in your heart, friends cannot be linked to free dedication. At least, you can't forget the basic alert."

Mo Bei was immediately stunned. After carefully savoring Xia Yingxue's words, Mo Bei suddenly realized that he really couldn't do anything. Even on the gray star, he had to install without the armor and guard against K. But K never deceived him. The mentality of always being on guard against everything made Mo Bei forget how to live like a normal person.

With a helpless sigh, Mo Bei showed a lonely expression and sighed: "I admit it!"

Xia Yingxue smiled slightly and said, "Haha, that's not bad. You are still a person who can face your mistakes bravely. As long as you work hard, you still have a chance to save them."

Mo Bei was stunned for a moment, looked up at Xia Yingxue in confusion, and was about to speak. Suddenly, a feeling that made him tremble, as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake, shocked him in his heart. In an instant, Mo Bei quickly pounced towards Xia Yingxue without any hesitation.

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Dear brothers, Xiaoye’s new book "Urban Arms Expert" has officially opened a trap. Those with votes will support a ticket, and those without votes will be able to collect it. Xiaoye is here to thank everyone!

Connection: http://www.qidian.com/book/1076322.aspx

Book number: 1076322

Introduction to the work:

Zhou Zhenhua, a super mercenary who has experienced many battles. In order to fulfill his father's special requirements for him, he joined the world of mercenaries at the age of twelve. In such an environment, Zhou Zhenhua performed very dangerous tasks and actions in places full of wars such as the Middle East and Africa. Until his seventeenth birthday, he was finally called by his father and returned to the peaceful world again.

but……

Due to Zhou Zhenhua's experience on the battlefield, although he is young, he cannot live a normal life like others. Moreover, his experience on the battlefield and his methods of dealing with problems often make him make a big deal and solve some small problems in normal life in ways that ordinary people cannot understand.
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