mindless

If you agree, the soldier in this sentence is the soldier of the mindless.

If you disagree, you are a special soldier.

No matter what kind of soldiers, we must strive to do our best.

real soldiers.

It is a passion of blood and hard work, which can still melt Bi Tao's fearlessness when sprinkled.

It is the tenacity of insisting on the green hills and not letting go, and standing rooted in the broken rocks.

It's a man, why don't you take the Wu hook and have the ambition to collect the fifty states of Guanshan.

It's the ambition to eat the meat of the Hulu while hungry, and laugh and talk about the pride of thirsting for the blood of the Huns.

However, Wang Qubing was still young after all, so it would be cruel for a 20-year-old to accept and digest these things in one day.

But there is no way, the natural mustard seeds will come soon, and they have to rush to Wusi City, so there is not so much time.

The son inherits his father's career, has military experience, orphans, and the mindless people know that this is the most suitable candidate selected by the pioneers, and he is the one who should succeed Wang Bing as the new soldier of the mindless soldiers.

But Bai Shaoping and the others can't be so selfish. When Pioneer was looking for the twelve of them, they didn't get their consent because Pioneer lived for more than 1000 years. The more rational, the sensibility is almost exhausted.

If faced with the choice of diverting the train, going straight and crushing three people to death, and diverting to kill one person, Pioneer would change without hesitation.

The difference from ordinary people is that if they are the ones crushed to death after the diversion, ordinary people will not choose to change.

Crush those three to death!They deserved to die, whether it was the fault of those three or the fault of the train, why should I bear it?

As for the pioneer, even if the person crushed to death after the diversion is himself, he will change without hesitation. The harm between the two powers is the lesser. From a macro perspective, there is nothing wrong with it.

Pioneers always stand from the perspective of life and push the world in a better direction, so it is bound to be cruel sometimes.

But Huo Ding and other mindless people are not, they only live a few dozen years, they can't be like the pioneers, whether they are indifferent or cold-blooded, they can't do it.

They wanted to give Wang Qubing a chance to make his own choice. After all, now that the Fuxi Grand Ceremony has been held, Ai Niange and the Mindless One are no longer secrets. Even if it is about Dong Junlin, they must tell Wang Qubing. That was the real culprit who killed Wang Bing.

As time passed bit by bit, half an hour was about to arrive, and there were only dozens of seconds left.

Long Xiaoling stared longingly at the depths of the woods, while Huo Ding secretly clenched his fists and frowned.

Finally, with a few seconds left.

A figure stepped out of the grass on the other side of the pond.

It was Wang Qubing.

Still here.

Long Xiaoling and Huo Ding could not restrain their joy in their eyes.

But just for a moment, the joy in the eyes of the two of them turned into distress and pity.

At this time, Wang Qubing took off his military uniform, wearing casual clothes, jeans with white short sleeves, and carrying a backpack.

He lowered his head slightly, expressionless.

By the moonlight, it was obvious that the hair on top of Wang Qubing's head was still black.

But the hair on the temples is all white.

He is only 20 years old.

Tears welled up in Long Xiaoling's eyes.

Huo Ding couldn't bear it in his heart. He had a daughter, so he could better understand the impact of Wang Bing's death on Wang Qubing's heart, and it was still on an occasion like Fuxi's ceremony.

If you teach that there is no hatred in front of you, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world.

No one knows what Wang Qubing experienced after reading the contents of the USB flash drive last night.

He just walked around the pond and along the shore, walking in front of Long Xiaoling and Huo Ding at a leisurely pace.

Long Xiaoling really wanted to open his arms to hug him, but Wang Qubing's current aura was obviously not close to strangers, and it was terrifyingly low.

Moreover, Long Xiaoling and Huo Ding are just close friends of Wang Bing, and they are not familiar with Wang Qubing, and it is only the second meeting. Although they are old friends, Wang Qubing is not a child, he is already 20 years old. Going to hug again will seem out of place.

Furthermore, Long Xiaoling could tell that Wang Qubing didn't need a hug. In his eyes now, there was no grievance or sadness, only extremely suppressed hatred and killing intent.

Although it was well hidden, with Long Xiaoling's years of vision and insight, he was able to easily detect it.

Huo Ding naturally sensed it, and sighed secretly in his heart. He could only slowly resolve it in the virtual world. There were many monsters there, and he could kill them casually.

The three of them faced each other like this, with a distance of about one meter, and no one spoke for a long time.

Seeing Huo Ding and Long Xiaoling staring at his white hair, Wang Qubing spoke first, his voice was hoarse than usual.

"Just wear hemp and mourning."

The gray hair of a young man caused by the death of his dear ones was interpreted by him as wearing sackcloth and filial piety. What a mature and strong heart is required to do it.

Being so sensible made people feel distressed, Long Xiaoling and Huo Ding were very moved, and nodded in relief.

Just from this sentence, the two of them knew that the young man in front of him was not inferior to his father.

Huo Ding reached out his hand, put it on Wang Qubing's shoulder, and patted it a few times.

"Would you like to offer incense to your parents first?"

Wang Qubing shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice, "Where's Xingluo after killing Dong Junlin and Qiao Pei?"

Huo Ding and Long Xiaoling looked at each other, and they both saw the impatience in Wang Qubing's heart.

Eager to improve strength, eager to revenge.

Huo Ding took out the dark red pistol from behind and handed it out.

Wang Qubing took it with both hands and placed it in front of his chest, then held it with his right hand and made a gesture of aiming at the distance.

Tried to pull the trigger, but couldn't.

Huo Ding explained: "It's not that easy to get Wu Nian Yin's approval."

Wang Qubing put Xingluo into the gun pouch on his waist, and then Huo Ding threw two bracelets and a black ball to Wang Qubing.

It was the nano bracelet, quantum transmission bracelet and quantum communicator made by Gu Nanri, all of which were used by Wang Bing during his lifetime.

And the clips in the USB flash drive have methods of using these things.

After Wang Qubing took it, he looked at these things and pondered for a while, then put on the two bracelets, and slapped the black ball into the back of his head.

Almost at the same time, a young man's voice sounded.

It means that this person is always waiting for the addition of this new signal.

"Hello, Qubing, I'm Bai Shaoping."

In Wang Qubing's mind, the image of his father's lips before his death immediately appeared in the clip of the USB flash drive.

Ping, I'm leaving

The person who is speaking in his mind right now is this Ping.

After a moment of silence, Wang Qubing spoke in a very calm voice.

"Hello."

Without a title, he can't call Bai Shaoping Ping, because he is not yet a mindless person.

It's called Shaoping, and he doesn't seem to be that familiar.

Called Mr. Bai, it seems a bit too raw.

Wang Qubing knew that their intimacy with him was based on their relationship with his father, but his feelings for them were not very strong. My father was a good partner who was born and died, but it was just a fragment, not my real experience.

So Wang Qubing feels very strange now.

Bai Shaoping said softly in the communicator: "Don't be cautious, you can call it whatever you want, as you like. Your father is not your prequel, and you are not your father's sequel. You are an independent individual, and every life is unique. It has its own unique splendor, everyone is writing their own story, don’t hold too much pressure, relax, Dingheling will teach you how to do it, come on.”

After speaking, the communicator went silent, and no other mindless people spoke.

However, after Bai Shaoping finished speaking, Wang Qubing really felt more comfortable. He was indeed a little worried that he was just a substitute for his father.

Who knew that Bai Shaoping made it clear from the very beginning, and the knot in his heart was resolved in advance before it formed.

Is this the mindless one?

Wang Qubing said in a deep voice, "What do I need to do?"

"It's very simple, there is only one thing you have to do." Huo Ding pointed to Wang Qubing's waist, "It is to fire that gun."

Wang Qubing looked down, tightened his gun bag, and said firmly, "Then let's go."

Huo Ding said lightly: "Don't worry, if you want to learn how to shoot, you have to find a coach for you."