Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and summer was slowly entering, and God¡¯s temper became mysterious and unpredictable. When I went out at noon, the sun was still shining brightly, and in less than an hour, half of the sky was covered by thick dark clouds.
Dark clouds were pressing down on the city, and the clouds in the sky were very low, as if they were pressing on the roofs of tall buildings in the distance. The ever-changing black clouds were like the open gates of hell. []
"The sky has changed" Wang Junjie sighed, seeming to mean something.
Xuan Su raised his eyebrows and looked at the sky outside the glass window. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "A person who is destined to become a master, but yearns for a comfortable life?"
"That's an ideal." Wang Junjie turned around and smiled: "The reason why an ideal becomes an ideal is because it is something that cannot be realized. The word ideal is very mysterious, isn't it? It seems that it can be achieved, but in fact it can never be touched."
"Then what is achievable? Isn't it the lifelong pursuit of many people to achieve their ideals?" Xuan Su asked.
Wang Junjie pondered: "What you really need to do, and what you are doing now, is possible to achieve. Once it is classified as an ideal category, it actually means that it cannot be accomplished, so it is called for the ideal.¡±
"Haha," Xuan Su chuckled, shook his head and said, "I don't quite understand what His Highness said, but I still feel that your words cannot convince me. Ideals are goals that every life should have and are willing to achieve. , most people fail, but some people always succeed.¡±
"Alas" Wang Junjie sighed and watched the waiter put the prepared dishes on the table. After she walked away, he continued: "The ideal that everyone sets for himself is generally what he thinks. The most perfect state. But this perfect completion is contrary to his current situation, just like the ideal of a poor person is to be called a billionaire, and the ideal of a billionaire is to become a national monarch. The ideal is changing at any time. Out of reach. An achievable ideal is not really an ideal.¡±
Xuansu thought for a while, and finally gave up thinking about this issue: "Then what do you think his ideal is?"
The woman pointed to the street. On the street where a heavy rain was about to pour, there was a Cherokee parked in the middle. There was a young man in military uniform sitting in the car, looking at it intently.
Wang Junjie glanced over and replied with a smile: "I'm not him, so how can I know what his ideal is? But I do know when his death anniversary is, don't you think so?"
Xuan Su rolled her eyes at him, and her little daughter's posture stunned even a man who was used to seeing beauty.
"Your Highness, don't you think it's strange why he came here alone?"
Wang Junjie shook his head: "I don't have the energy to guess this kind of thing. Do you think my life is used to think about what these people are thinking? As a peace-loving person, I don't like to actively provoke others, but I also Don¡¯t hesitate to use killing to tell those people that you need to pay a price for provoking me. Yesterday¡¯s price was very small and not enough. No matter who is preparing to deal with us this time, no matter whether he is in a high position or there are many people who cannot be killed Reason, my answer is that he must die.¡±
"People always have to choose things they don't like. This is life." Wang Junjie sighed, picked up the glass filled with beer on the table, raised his neck and drank it all.
Xuan Su looked at him steadily, and after a while he also picked up the wine glass, but instead of swallowing it in one gulp like him, he took a sip and put it down. She wanted to persuade His Highness who could not see clearly, hoping that he would not cause more killings to those already pitiful humans. She sympathized with the human race. This race was born as slaves and never enjoyed a day of freedom. It was so miserable.
"It's a pity that from her standpoint, she can never understand Wang Junjie's state of mind. For Xuan Su, human beings are like animals that need protection. Even if there are some transgressive behaviors, they can be forgiven out of an unequal stance.
But the Her Majesty Alma she thought was completely different from her. Wang Junjie never regarded human beings as inferior creatures. He himself was a human being. All those who have ill intentions towards him and take action against him are enemies to classmate Wang Junjie.
Wang Junjie is very lonely. His path is destined to be one that he can only rely on to complete without his comrades. On this road, on this road, no one can help him, only enemies can be seen. Anyone who attacks him must die, no matter what race he is born into, otherwise he will not be able to complete this nearly impossible task. Relying on the strength of an individual to fight for the living space for a group of billions, he can only become like this.
"Your Highness, their power cannot harm you. Why do you want to fight with such a humble race?"General knowledge? "
"Because I don't want to be disturbed like this next time, I must let everyone who may hinder me understand that after making a decision, there will be a price to pay. The only law on the stage of the universe is power. If you don't have power, you have to provoke it. A strong person is a kind of self-destruction. I think I have this obligation to teach them this law that they must follow."
Xuan Su's face was a little pale and his brows were furrowed tightly. Wang Junjie's tone was no longer as relaxed as before, but full of murderous intent.
"Your Highness, what if they were just provoked by others?"
"That's the same, the reason is not important, what is important is the result. Besides, this matter cannot be justified by just provoking it. Do you think a group of old and cunning politicians can be so easily provoked?" Wang Junjie smiled softly, Holding the wine glass in his hand, he felt the coolness of the beer bubbles emerging from the glass.
"There is no reason, you have to pay the price if you do it. I am not some politician. Talking less and doing more is the proper style."
Ironically, the TV hanging on the wall of the hotel has entered news time. A certain diplomatic spokesperson is facing the camera, using his ever-changing dead fish posture, reading out the script over and over again for everyone to hear. Tired clich¨¦.
Wang Junjie suddenly felt funny. He pointed at the person on the TV and said, "After this matter is resolved, what do you think of me traveling to that island country? Clown, I really want to see them cry."
Xuan Su was speechless. She didn¡¯t understand the thinking of the His Highness across from her, let alone what this tour meant.
While the two of them were talking, half of the dishes they ordered were already on the table. There was only one customer in the restaurant, so the food was served very quickly.
"Let's eat," Wang Junjie laughed, stopped the riddle-like conversation, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat happily. Xuan Su glanced sideways. The door of the Cherokee parked in the middle of the street had been opened, and a young man in military uniform was slowly walking towards it. His steps were slow and heavy, but his eyes were firm.
With a sigh in her heart, Xuan Su no longer had the idea of ??paying attention to him. Wang Junjie had already made a decision. No matter what her position was, this decision was something she could not go against. What else could she do?
The hotel was very quiet, only the sound of the TV continued, and a lot of funny farces were going on inside.
Wang Junjie savored the craftsmanship of an unknown chef in Luqu County with relish. For a person who has not eaten for a long time, even if the chef's skills are poor, it is still worthy of praise.
The glass door of the hotel was finally pushed open from the outside, and a creaking sound startled the waiter who was sitting and watching TV.
"How many are there?" the waiter asked.
Si Anbang did not answer, but pointed to the two people sitting by the window. The waiter nodded and sat back down. The officer looked majestic, and he was probably acquainted with the two men.
Si Anbang¡¯s footsteps were very light, he approached step by step, and finally stopped three meters away.
"Hello, Mr. Wang"
Wang Junjie didn¡¯t look back, picked up a piece of fish and put it into Xuan Su¡¯s bowl: ¡°Try this, it tastes okay.¡±
Xuan Su glanced at him, fiddled with his chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. This was the first time she had put something that had been picked up with chopsticks into her mouth. The man designated by the God of Destiny was destined to be the master of her future.
"Mr. Wang Junjie, I am Si Anbang from the Central Secret Service, and I am also one of the planners of the attack on you yesterday." Si Anbang said solemnly, with a solemn expression. He had no fear in his heart, not even fear of death. , what else do you need to be afraid of?
Wang Junjie frowned and put down his chopsticks in displeasure: "I'm eating now. If you have anything else, wait until I finish eating."
"I know where Cheng Mengyun is, and I also know that the task force targeting you is preparing to take measures against the people around you. Don't you really want to hear what I have to say?" Si Anbang took a step forward. He had no time to wait, nor the patience to wait. His chest was burning with anger, and the surging blood was getting hotter than before every second.
"Click." With a soft sound, Xuan Su put down his chopsticks and looked at Si Anbang with his extremely beautiful eyes: "I ask you to wait, just wait."
The words were spoken so softly that the waiter not far away could not hear them clearly, but in Si Anbang's ears, they sounded like a bell, causing his ears to buzz and his eyes to blacken for a while. .
"Wang Junjie, I don't have time. I just get the answer to a question, and then you can know everything you want to know." Si Anbang shouted loudly, raising his steps but unable to take half a step, as if he was frozen. Ice cubes solidified in the air.
"Are you the softest one among the Tianqin tribe?" Wang Junjie put down his chopsticks and asked Xuansu with a smile. He knew why Xuan Su wanted to stop Si Anbang's actions. She was just trying to protect that person.
"His life is insignificant to you, but it is crucial to your honor. Xuansu is only considering the glory of the Fairy Empire royal family."
Wang Junjie couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect you could also say flattery, and you could say it so well."
"Xuan Su is just discussing matters in a hurry. How can His Highness's mind be unable to accommodate a humble subject?"
"I was defeated by you" Wang Junjie looked at Xuan Su's flawless and almost transparent face, and suddenly couldn't restrain his impulse and reached out to gently touch him: "You are really beautiful, and your soul is even more beautiful. But this is the end. Once, right?¡±
Xuan Su's face showed a slight blush, she bit her lip and sat stiffly, letting his hands gently rub her face. His breathing was disordered, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst, and he had lost the power to speak.
For a moment, Wang Junjie retracted his palm: "This time, I will listen to you. There will be no next time."
"Thank you, Your Highness, you did not listen to Xuan Su, but because you have a kind heart."
"Stop it, I don't like listening to these hymns," Wang Junjie couldn't laugh or cry. The more Xuan Su talked, the better he got. If he continued like this, wouldn't he be in a state of ecstasy? "Xuansu, we are friends, we don't need to be like this. Don't you think it's boring?".
Xuan Su smiled softly, with joy from the bottom of his heart: "I don't think you deserve Xuan Su's praise."
Wang Junjie curled his lips and pretended to be displeased: "If you do this again, I will be angry."
"Well, since you don't like it, then" Xuan Su rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed at Si Anbang, who was still acting as a sculpture: "Your Highness, there is another person waiting for your inquiry."
"Okay" Wang Junjie lost his temper because of Xuan Su. When a man is facing a peerless enchantress, he can't really get angry over trivial things. As soon as he agreed, Si Anbang regained his vitality, stepped forward heavily, and a crack suddenly appeared on the ground. However, Xuan Su suddenly withdrew his restraint. He failed to control his power and stepped on the tiles on the ground to create a hole.
The waiter looked at all this like a wooden sculpture, and the melon seeds he held in his hand fell to the ground one by one
"Sit down and find your own seat." Wang Junjie waved his hand and still didn't look back.
"No need, I'll just stand." Si Anbang breathed heavily, with a hint of horror in his eyes. He was mentally prepared and knew that the cultivation of these two people was frighteningly high, but it was beyond his imagination that he could be virtually imprisoned without any ability to resist. Especially when they were imprisoning themselves, the two of them were still laughing and talking sweetly, flirting affectionately in some incomprehensible language, as if imprisoning themselves was insignificant.
Wang Junjie didn¡¯t force himself. Of course he didn¡¯t care whether Si Anbang was standing or sitting.
"Tell me, what do you want to ask? If I am willing to answer, then I will answer you, for the sake of your courage."
"Yes, Si Anbang came here this time to ask Mr. Wang whether you and the three elders of humanity had already decided the winner when the cannonballs fell, and how long did it take?"
"Huh?" Wang Junjie was curious, and finally turned around, staring at Si Anbang and asked curiously: "What do you want to know by asking this?"
"I want to know I want to know what I should know." Si Anbang stopped talking in time. Although the internal strife and differences between humanity and the government had been clearly expressed, he was still unwilling to say it himself.
"So that's it" Wang Junjie looked at this seemingly young officer, thought for a while and replied: "The three of you Humanity and the two from the Kusama tribe all died in my hands. However, when the cannonballs come, It was a bit early, about two seconds more or less, no more than two seconds. I remember that it took me four seconds to deal with a few Taoist priests, and less than two seconds left to deal with the grass. Well, the cannonballs are coming. Well, you can calculate the time yourself."
Si Anbang's face turned pale instantly, and on the basis of the original paleness, it became without a trace of blood. As a humane disciple who has been in the secular world for decades, he certainly understands the time required for the series of processes from ordering to launching, and then to the falling of the artillery shells.
Wang Junjie looked at him with a smile on his face: "You are not the planner of this operation. At best, you are just an executor, or an unimportant executor, right?"
"" Si Anbang's lips moved, and a hint of hoarseness emerged from his throat: "Yes, you are right, I am just a dispensable person."??Pawn. "
"In this case, you must have the consciousness to be a pawn. The mission of a pawn is to sacrifice. If you understand your identity, why bother to ask?" Wang Junjie looked at Si Anbang seriously.
"Because I shouldn't be a pawn, and I don't want to be such a victim." Si Anbang's voice was hoarse, so hoarse that his heart would twitch every time he said a word.
Xuan Su frowned and looked at him, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't speak. There are countless such things in the world, whether they are mentioned or not is the same.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang." Si Anbang nodded and said, "Now that I know the answer, you can ask questions. As long as I can answer, I will not deceive you."
"What do I need to ask?" Wang Junjie smiled, then shook his head: "I don't seem to need to ask anything. It doesn't matter who is executing this matter, but who is planning it? I just need to ask directly. Go north, to the place called Sijiu City, and find the most heavily guarded place."
Si Anbang was speechless. He wanted to refute the other party's arrogance, but he couldn't refute it, because what the other party said was the truth, the absolute truth.
Is this strength?
Si Anbang suddenly felt that he was ridiculous in the past, always playing dirty tricks on the man in front of him, but little did he know that those little tricks were worthless in the face of absolute strength.
"You are right, I really have nothing worth asking. I owe you a question, and this question will always be valid." The anger in Si Anbang's heart disappeared instantly, replaced only by decadence and depression. In this world, speaking depends on strength, not anything else.
Wang Junjie smiled slightly and said: "However, I thought of a question at the moment. I think it is compensation for the answer I gave you just now."
"You are a pawn, a pawn who can only move forward without any choice, but I am interested in knowing whether this pawn wants to cross the river?" Wang Junjie looked at Si Anbang, his expression could not be said to be serious or casual.
Xuan Su was stunned. This question was strange, but she could understand its meaning, but she couldn't understand why Wang Junjie asked it.