After the Federation was stabilized, the cannibals picked up the plate again, but they still had to pay attention to the demeanor and etiquette on the table, naturally they would not have blood flowing from the corners of their lips, and then they would admire the taste of the flesh and blood of the common people, they would only pretend to be deeply worried about the country and the people, and pinch the thickness of their pockets.
So tonight's spoils feast in the club is not good, and the only one who is praised in the focus of attention is Xu Le.
Walking into the clubhouse, meeting Li Xiuzhu and Lin Douhai in the corridor, these two successors of the seven families of the Federation used a calm and mocking tone, when he raised a glass to celebrate, he bowed his head and was speechless, the meaning of the other party is very clear, if you step into this threshold, you will be like a rein tied around your neck, you can't indulge in the wilderness, but you can only be driven by people.
Even ordinary people who want to have pets have to charge a large fee and a very complicated approval process, but the guests in the Liufengpo Clubhouse, who are not in the remote mountainous area, have their own horse farms "You're nothing more than a dog that Madame uses to bite people."
Lin Douhai did not hide the hatred and contempt in his eyes, and lowered his voice in front of Xu Le and said fiercely: "When we need you, we will let you out and bark twice, and when we don't need it, you can only stay in the kennel honestly." ” Lin Douhai glanced at the medal watch on his military uniform and said mockingly: "Of course, we will give him a big bone to taste." ” Xu Le ignored this young man, among the descendants of the Seven Families, there was no doubt that Lin Douhai was the worst.
He just stared at Li Xiuzhu beside Lin Douhai, this was the first time he had direct contact with the successor of the Tie Shuli family, looking at Li Xiuzhu's handsome face that could be compared to Shi Qinghai, Xu Le's eyes narrowed, but his mind drifted to other places.
In order to maintain the stability of the federation, both the political axe and Mrs.
Tai chose to compromise after Medellin admitted defeat, which is a decision that does not seem to be too much of a problem.
However, behind this compromise, are the Tiesu and Lin families, who have always supported Medellin, also worried about what as giants of the federal financial community, the Ritchie family is really afraid of the strikes of the oil-stained workers in the four states around the mountains, and they really have no way to solve the turmoil that may be caused It's a really funny joke, but it's just another compromise between the Federal Axe and the Seven Families, and between the Seven Families, which is probably what things really are.
Because he thought it was funny, Xu Le squinted his eyes and laughed, the glass of wine in his hand had been drunk, and with a flick of his wrist, the wine glass smashed directly into Lin Douhai's face, the glass splashed everywhere, and blood flowed out, interrupting Lin Douhai's endless resentful taunts and teasing.
"Missed."
Xu Le said, and then walked inside.
The skirmish in the clubhouse immediately subsided, and under the arrangement of Steward Jin, not too many people noticed this scene.
In the eyes of Mrs.
Tai, a young man with a surname like Xu Le, only when he is angry and depressed to a certain extent, he will probably seem so unscrupulous, why is he angry and depressed, naturally he made a decision that deviated from his true thoughts, so Mrs.
Tai's mood was very calm, looked at the young man who walked in front of him, and said softly: "Let's rest for two months first, after Mr.
Pabur takes office, there will be a lot of things you need to do." ” Xu Le nodded and took the document bag, which contained the commendation order and many documents that he refused to accept before.
As for the other document bag containing his biggest secret and Li Wei's safety, naturally no one would give it to him, and he didn't want to ask for it.
Stepping on the slightly wet and slightly warm bluestone road again, under the night stratus clouds, walking between the Liufeng Slope Club, Xu Lexie made an appointment with a manager to see him off, and looked over there through a few precious evergreen shrubs.
There were more than a dozen important guests sitting there, and you could see that the embarrassed Lin Douhai was still bowing his head to wipe something, and on the small special stage, the actors of the Federal Academy of Arts were staging a play with their hearts.
Xu Le glanced twice, and with his memories in the library of Hexi State University, he could tell that this was a play that the great playwright Schiller had been circulating for thousands of years.
In an instant, he thought of Mrs.
Tai's script that he had told him in the afternoon, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
In order to avenge his loved ones, the hero fights with the gargoyle, and ends up having all the people in the village bury him, whether this is cold-blooded or hot-blooded, the natural justice of revenge or the psychopath who puts his mind above his surroundings Xu Le was just a twenty-year-old young man, he didn't know how to evaluate the protagonist, and he didn't have any revenge, so he didn't think about it anymore.
The protagonist of this drama on the stage is a prince who is bent on revenge, and the prince draws his sword and shouts into the night sky: "Even though I'm locked up in a husk, I still think I'm the king of infinite space."
Xu Le looked at the actors on the stage, muttered this line, and then left the club, and at this moment, the snowflakes fell again, and they were illuminated by the clear lights of the clubhouse, which was extremely holy.
The capital and port capital of the northern country are in winter snow, and the more northern Linhai Prefecture is already windy and snowy, and it is cold and cold.
Redang Island in the Southern Hemisphere, on the other hand, is about to enter the hottest and most enthusiastic time of the year, with more and more beautiful women wearing very little fabric on the beach and fewer and fewer chilled liquor in the bars.
In a wooden house on the sea in the remote area behind Redang Island, Shi Qinghai sipped beer while squinting at the TV news on his mobile phone.
The beautiful girl behind him pressed her body against his back, her face full of reluctance and shyness, and asked softly, "I'm really leaving."
In order to step on this lonely sea, Shi Gongzi and this girl have been on the island for a long time, but there are still some days before the deadline set at the beginning, and he is leaving.
Shi Qinghai smiled slightly, with a fascinating smile in his peach blossom eyes, and said in a harmonious voice: "Good." ” Television news on mobile phones is broadcasting that this morning a group of scholars signed a petition to nominate the Medellín congressman, who has just dropped out of the presidential election, to compete for next year's Nebula Peace Prize.
In the eyes of many, in order to heal the rift in the federation and quell the demonstrations and the intensifying strikes and school suspensions, Congressman Medellín resolutely decided to withdraw from the general election, and in the following days, spared no effort to express his support for the side of Councillor Pabul.
The girl behind her asked curiously, "Can Councilor Medellín really win the Nebula Award?"
Shi Qinghai was stunned, then smiled and stroked the girl's back, and said softly: "Silly girl, the Nebula Award has never been awarded only to living people. ” The girl didn't understand, thinking that Councillor Medellin was not alive and well, Shi Qinghai didn't explain, said a few words to her, and gave the girl one of the two fishing rods he was carrying, and began to take care of his bags and prepare to leave.
The girl was reluctant, and even her eyes moistened.
Shi Qinghai was extremely calm and even cold, and when a white cloud covered the flame in the blue sky, he walked up to the wooden stack in the shadows and walked towards the land, carrying a long bag of sealing materials, which contained a sea fishing rod that had been used for many days.
Only he knew that the long bag with the fishing rod in name was actually a big gun used to kill people, and he left the beautiful island of Redang ahead of time, and the girl who was warm and shy was mixed with enthusiasm and shyness, and it was precisely because he wanted to use this big gun to kill.
Unlike Xu Le, Shi Qinghai never considered whether those fanatical supporters would cause social turmoil in the Federation after he killed Medellin, whether it would cause any turmoil, and whether more people would die in a chaotic Federation under the threat of the Empire.
He doesn't think about whether it is morally defensible to involve more innocents for the sake of revenge.
Shi Gongzi's idea is very simple, he wants revenge, he wants to clean up the traitors, and since the corrupt political axe of the Federation is once again disappointing, he has to do it himself.
As for chaos and chaos, as long as Medellin is dead, what can those young doll propaganda teams make to make a scene, and even if they are really messy, how can they be excellent spies trained by the army, his mission is not to make the Federation chaotic Walking on the soft sand, he remembered more vividly than ever before the ideals of the army, that revolution is never a dinner party, and that death is always inevitable in the search for a new federation.
Xu Le had a dream, not a black dream, the person who spoke to him was not the omnipresent and omnipotent great being, but a vague figure whose face he couldn't see clearly, he could only confirm that it was definitely not Uncle Feng Yu.
"The compromise of the political axe is to protect the long-term interests of the Federation, don't you think that your decision is very insightful" "Long-term interests, the big picture, are just a fig leaf that some people use to pursue their own interests.
They want to make the Federation stable because they need to suck blood from this stable body, but this is not stability, it is numbness.
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The so-called long-term interests, after all, are nothing more than their interests, such as the interests of the Li family. ” "Have you ever thought that if you do this, there may be a lot of innocent people dying because of the mess."
"You said it, it's possible.
It is impossible for us to think in advance about what did not happen, and even more so I have always thought that if Medellín had died and lacked a figure who could most incite the population, perhaps the turbulent scene of last month would not have been repeated. ” "You're underestimating the fanatical support of the lower classes."
"The public can't be blinded forever, and in fact, when the evidence appeared, many people began to suspect him, but unfortunately this process was forcibly suspended by the Federation, because if it continues to investigate, many people in the Federation will be afraid."
"You're comforting yourself."
"There will be hundreds of people who will die, and you will only be trying to satisfy your hypocritical sense of morality and fulfill your private goals, and in that sense, you will be a terrorist," the dream said. ” "No, Medellín is a terrorist because he has already killed hundreds of people, and if he doesn't, I don't know if more will die."
"The law has acquitted him."
"Medellín was able to escape justice because he threatened many timid people with social unrest, which is like a bandit taking a kitchen knife, putting it on the neck of an old woman, and then asking for money.
You can't just ignore him because he always has a kitchen knife in his hand."
"Not all cases will end up being tried."
"I insist."
"What do you insist on being taught by books with a ridiculous sense of justice or the impulse to become the ultimate judge after your personal strength has swelled" "I insist that what is wrong is wrong, and those who make mistakes will pay the price, and the purpose of killing is not to kill people, but to tell the truth of right and wrong."
"There is a kind of right and wrong at one end of the universe, and there is another right and wrong at the other end, and your right and wrong are not necessarily the rights and wrongs of everyone."
"But I am who I am, of course I can only insist on my own right and wrong."
"It's naïve impulsiveness, childish blood."
"When you are young, you are not afraid of anything, only a warm blood, when you are old, you have everything, but the blood is gone, before you are old, you can quickly spill the blood, maybe it's okay."
The other side of the dream was silent for a long time, repeating the previous words: "You will be a fanatical, dangerous, terrorist who has no big picture and does not value life." ” Xu Le was silent for a long time, and said to the vague shadow, perhaps to himself: "Yes, I did this not for any political concept, not to avenge my relatives, nor to the national enmity that those chivalrous heroes in Schiller's drama are obsessed with, but just to insist on what I think is right." ” "If such a person is a terrorist, then I am a terrorist."
After saying this, the vague figure in the dream was far away, Xu Le woke up from his sleep, he rubbed his eyes that were a little astringent, and quietly looked at the direction of the glass window.
Twenty days after Medellín withdrew from the presidential election, as Mrs.
Tai had arranged, he chose to take a temporary break, going back and forth between his apartment in Wangdu and the whitewater company on the outskirts of the capital.
Outside the window of the apartment is a creeper vine, which stretches from spring to summer, and will occupy half of the window, when the middle of winter has arrived, and the green leaves, turning a terrible flaming red, and then falling and drifting away one by one, making people feel palpitations.
After leaving the apartment, he took the car to the Whitewater Company, and after confirming his permissions, he entered the exclusive armory of the seventh group, and the cold underground passage lights were lit up from time to time with the sound of his footsteps.
In the deepest part of the armory, Magnolia, who was wearing protective goggles, was dismantling the gun in her hand, and said softly: "What we are learning today is the possible problems encountered in the replacement of general bullet types in the H series gun family, and what needs to be practiced is the assault movement route in a small space, and the coordination of firing speed. ” I couldn't help it, I read the book review, and I wanted to explain a few sentences, of course Xu Le is not me, what he thinks in his head has nothing to do with me, and I won't make an evaluation, well, if I need to, I can also criticize him and write with a critical attitude.
Because I didn't expect there to be so many arguments in advance, I spent some more sentences in today's chapter to explain, of course, from his standpoint, in fact, to put it bluntly, people and people's views of right and wrong can never be the same.
Xu Le at least has an extremely strong advantage or terrible, that is, he insists on his own ideas and practices them, maybe he is wrong, who knows, I just let him not cause big problems, this is an illusory world, and it can be arranged, so what we write is called Yiyin novels, of course, it can't be in line with reality.
P.S.
The main thing is to write about a quality that has been forgotten for a long time, more real, and I want to write a more real person.
From now on, only write the plot, and don't explain it anymore, first, it's too tiring, thousands of words are more tiring than tens of thousands of words, and second, I find that it's too wrong and too motherly, it's not a pretense, and don't pretend to say anything without commenting.
I just insist that people like Medellín must pay a sufficient price to deliberately kill innocent people, and they will die.
Writing a story, I can't let the male protagonist be happy and revenge, it's too aggrieved, and it takes more paid text to explain, this is my problem, which shows that I still shouldn't read book reviews, after all, I'm a cowardly person to the extreme.
In the future, learn from Xu Le, only write, not speak.
To be continued: