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Chapter seven hundred and ninetieth: his toast

Seeing that the young man looked haggard and his eyes were blank, Zhao Ping was quite patient after asking the question. He was not anxious for the other party to reply immediately. Instead, he bent down and stretched out his right hand towards the young man, looking at the palm of the man's hand. He Fei hesitated for a few seconds.

, finally stretched out his arm and was pulled off the ground by Zhao Ping.

After confirming that the other party's mood had improved, he raised his hand slightly and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. However, before waiting for what the man with glasses would say next, He Fei, who had already stood up from the ground, whispered with a disappointed expression.

: "It's all my fault. It's my responsibility. Although I did notice that the red circle was wrong at first.

I was satisfied, but I finally fell into hesitation and did not give up the mission decisively. Therefore, it was my fault that I entered the mission trap with Yao Fujiang while hesitating. If I could have been more decisive at the beginning, if I could have given up the protection directly

If it’s a mission, he won’t…”

Snap.

Before He Fei could finish speaking, Zhao Ping stretched out his arm again. This time, he slapped his palm on his shoulder and pressed the young man forcefully.

Noticing the other party's movements, He Fei was slightly surprised and looked at the gold-rimmed lenses, while Zhao Ping slowly shook his head as if he understood something, and then silently denied him with a thoughtful expression: "You don't have to be here."

Having said that, based on what you just said, I have basically made a guess, and the development of the situation is very likely to be different from what is actually said. After all, based on my understanding of your cautious character, you should not be so careless.

"

Having said this, the bespectacled man paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly, moved forward, and finally put his face next to He Fei's ear and whispered in a low voice: "If what I expected is right, he should have pulled you in, right?

"

this……

After hearing this, He Fei couldn't help being stunned, while Zhao Ping continued in a low voice: "It is precisely because of this that I say that you are not responsible for Yao Fujiang's death. Of course, since Yao Fujiang is dead, out of respect for the deceased

It’s impossible for me to make this thing public, which is entirely his own fault, so you don’t have to blame yourself. In my opinion, you currently... No, what we need right now, including me and everyone else, is to rest. It’s a serious matter.

We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

………

He Fei felt that his mood was very complicated.

It was so complicated that it was difficult to express, almost suffocating, and almost reached its peak, causing him to not know how to answer for a while.

Even if Zhao Ping had just taken away all the responsibilities for him, even if the real situation may be the same, Yao Fujiang died while performing a mission with his team after all. This fact, although he personally tried his best, he still

He thought he had failed to fulfill his duty as a captain to protect himself, so even if Zhao Ping shied the responsibility for him,

He died, but in fact he still felt uncomfortable in his heart. He Fei was not the kind of person who was afraid of taking responsibility. He himself knew his fault. Strictly speaking, even his life was equivalent to being saved by Yao Fujiang. Yes, if it hadn't been for the part where Yao Fujiang was dying

I might not even be able to come back alive because of the information I left behind on the girl's ability.

"Yao Fujiang..."

Lowering his head again, He Fei murmured to himself, and the man with glasses chose to leave after finishing what he had to say. He did not stay in Car No. 5, but strode away calmly in front of everyone present.

After hearing the news of Yao Fujiang's death, the bespectacled man reacted indifferently, and everyone was used to it. After all, he was this kind of person, and most of the people present were familiar with his personality, so they had expected this.

After Zhao Ping returned, the carriage returned to silence, and the melancholy atmosphere of dull silence continued for several minutes until it was broken by Peng Hu.

Raising his hands to rub his face, the bald man walked towards He Fei, watching Peng Hu getting closer and closer. The guilt in He Fei's eyes became more and more intense, and he was mentally prepared to be criticized by the other party, but...

Snap.

Unexpectedly, when Peng Hu arrived in front of him, the imagined blame did not appear, and the expected questioning did not appear. Instead, the other party slapped the young man on the shoulder like Zhao Ping did earlier, and looked at each other without caring.

He Fei looked surprised, but said something solemnly: "Brother, I have told you a long time ago, Brother Peng, I have always been very accurate in judging people. If others don't understand you, don't I understand you? With your personality, I don't understand you."

I can guess that you must have tried your best!"

After that, staring at He Fei, taking a deep breath, the bald man continued: "So, let go of your self-blame, no need to think too much, no need to blame yourself, I will always believe in you unswervingly, brother, thank you for your hard work!

"

As soon as Peng Hu finished speaking, Chen Xiaoyao, Cheng Ying and Qian Xueling walked directly to the side. As the distance got closer, He Fei found that the expressions of the three people were as clear as Peng Hu's. When they came closer, Chen

Xiaoyao was the first to speak: "Brother, don't think too much. Just as Brother Peng said just now, we believe in you, and you must have tried every possible means to come up with a plan. We can trust you as a person."

At this point, she wiped away her tears, and Qian Xueling nodded and added: "Yes, He Fei, you don't have to blame yourself. No one can explain such things as fate. After all, executions like ours are precarious.

Living in danger for a long time, with the possibility of death at any time, is no one's responsibility, the only blame is the curse that traps us here."

Starting from Peng Hu, everyone expressed their opinions one after another. Only Cheng Ying did not say a word and just nodded to He Fei. It seemed silent, but He Fei still instantly felt from the other party's nodding action that the girl did not blame him at all.

Meaning, with just one glance, he could see that Cheng Ying had the same views as everyone else.

At this moment, the four people gathered in front of He Fei as if to comfort him. No one was doubtful or blaming, no one asked for details, no asked for explanations, nothing. Some just encouraged understanding, and...

That unwavering trust!

"Everyone……"

Scanning the crowd, feeling the deep meaning, gradually, the corners of He Fei's eyes became moist, and all of this proved that his teammates completely trusted him and supported him firmly from beginning to end.

Support and trust are easier said than done. Only by thinking deeply can you understand how difficult it is to gain the unconditional trust of everyone in a team. After all, people are separated from each other, let alone ordinary people, even relatives and friends.

It is impossible for friends to truly trust each other. Unexpectedly, He Fei achieved this miraculous feat.

Achieving this did not happen overnight. In fact, this result is due to the trust that He Fei and his teammates have slowly established and gradually cultivated in the long-term relationship. Yes, this is not only He Fei's unique personality charm but also his countless achievements.

In exchange for this actual action, he also tightly united everyone in the team to form a true collective. The reason why he can be the captain is undoubtedly because of everyone.

The members unanimously recognized and unanimously recommended He Fei. From the past to the present, everyone has seen what the young man has done. They know He Fei and they know what kind of person a college student is. Although Yao Fujiang's incident makes everyone sad and regretful,

But in fact, no one ever blamed He Fei in their hearts, because they knew that He Fei had tried his best, and He Fei had definitely searched for and rescued the other party at that time.

"Hey, it seems that Brother Yao is really destined to have such a fate. Destiny is something that cannot be guessed or explained clearly."

After sighing, he first patted the young man on the shoulder. After a few seconds, Peng Hu replaced He Fei and told everyone: "It's getting late. After a mission, I think everyone was basically scared to death, right? Let's disperse.

It’s time to leave. Let’s go back to our room and settle down first.”

Peng Hu was right. Different from the past, this time was a bit special. After completing the mission called 'Death Live Broadcast', the executor was not tired. The only thing that existed was fear! Even now, I am still frightened and frightened.

No matter what, fear is one thing, but doubts also play a large role. Who would have thought that an earthbending spirit would appear in a supernatural mission with an ordinary-level label? Can anyone understand such a strange thing?

Strength is a big test. Of course, although some people still have doubts until now, what Peng Hu said is reasonable after all. There is no rush for explanations and no rush for answers. Anyway, according to the train rules, after a supernatural mission is over, there will often be

During the 10-day rest period, what is needed most now is rest rather than continued discussion. Sure enough, after Peng Hu gave instructions, everyone, including He Fei, left one after another and rushed to Car No. 3.

………

As He Fei and others returned to their rooms, the hell train returned to deathly silence, and all the carriages and corridors fell into a long silent silence.

Time passed by, and silence continued one after another.

In an executive's exclusive room.

In the living room, Zhao Ping sat on the sofa and did not move for a long time.

There is no reason, nothing but strangeness. As the first person to return to his personal room, the man with glasses did not take a bath first and then rest as expected. Instead, he has been leaning on the sofa in the living room since he returned to the room. He did not take a shower or rest.

When sleeping, he still wore the same clothes he wore for work. He sat upright for a long time, leaning on the sofa motionless, seemingly deep in thought.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, half an hour passed, and finally, the time entered midnight.

Glancing sideways at the clock on the wall while keeping his expression calm, the man with glasses moved. He left the sofa and made some moves. He entered the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of wine and a glass, and poured the wine into the glass.

However, he didn't drink it, he didn't drink the wine in the glass. Instead, he held the wine glass while raising his feet to push open the door, and then stood silently at the door.

Looking at the corridor outside the door, the bespectacled man shifted his gaze, and finally looked at a door opposite. A door that should have been pure white but has now turned into gray. After a few seconds of silence, the man moved again.

The right hand holding the wine glass was slowly raised up and towards the door opposite, as if it was a greeting. However, the strange thing was that the entire corridor opposite was empty except for the gray door.

After making the gesture of raising the glass, the bespectacled man raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.


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