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Chapter 1866 The humanism of shit

"Your Majesty's methods are too cruel." The old man ignored Miao Zhongwei and said directly to Qin Yu, who had his eyes closed.

"Yeah?"

Qin Yu finally opened his eyes and stood up from under the tree. At the same time, Zhao Yongjun was also awakened by the old man's voice. When he saw the headless corpses of the men in black standing in front of him, there was a look on his face.

With a look of surprise.

She didn't know what happened when she was asleep, but it was obvious that something had happened. Fortunately, Zhao Yongjun was not an ordinary woman, and her mental endurance was far beyond that of ordinary people. She calmed down quickly and walked over.

Miao Zhongwei and Qin Yu's sides.

"Your Excellency, we asked you to go to the Alps on the order of the high priest, but you brutally killed my people. Should you give me an explanation?" The old man said to Qin Yu gloomily.

"Give you an explanation?"

Qin Yu smiled brightly. The old man who smiled had a puzzled look on his face. But the next moment, Qin Yu's expression turned serious and a sneer appeared on his face. "You are so good at inviting us over. If you invite us over, just hold up your hand."

Did you ask for a scimitar?"

"I think you don't want to invite us over, but you want to invite our heads over."

Qin Yu looked at the old man with a sneer, but the old man was speechless for a moment. He could not tell Qin Yu that this was his own initiative, because the high priest did order him to take those Chinese people to the Alps, but he

He wanted to kill these Qin Yu and others. Since the high priest did not say that he wanted to live, it was okay for him to go back with three corpses.

"Your Excellency is really sharp-tongued, but if you kill my men, this debt cannot be settled so easily. You must give me an explanation."

The old man's face showed murderous intent. He had an incomparable hatred for the Chinese people, because one of his arms was chopped off by the Chinese people. But now the prosthetic hand is pressed, and he has always hidden his hand in his sleeves.

Few people know that he is missing an arm.

"Explain to me, you are not qualified."

Qin Yu smiled slightly, but the next moment, there was no movement. The old man screamed, and the other arm instantly fell to the ground, and the old face instantly turned pale due to pain.

Another arm was broken, and the old man had a look of horror on his face. He ignored the pain and looked at Qin Yu with fear in his eyes. What is the origin of this Chinese man?

Silently, he cut off one of his arms without even noticing it. If the other party cut off his head, he wouldn't be able to notice it either. If that were the case, wouldn't he become the same as himself at this moment?

Like those of his subordinates, he became a headless corpse?

"You should be glad that you are the only one left among the people who came this time. I didn't kill you because I kept your life and went back to tell the high priest that I will go to the Alps tomorrow." Qin Yu looked at him.

The old man said calmly.

At this time, the old man no longer dared to show off. He knew that the other party was not something he could deal with. There was a huge gap between him and the other party. In order to save his own life, he had better not anger the other party anymore.

So, without saying a word, the old man just picked up his broken arm that fell on the ground, and then staggered away.

"Mr. Qin, would it be wrong if we let him go?" Miao Zhongwei said worriedly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qin Yu.

"The other party already knows that we are here. It is just a watchdog. There is no need to beat it to death with a stick now."

"Since the high priest knows that we are coming, will he set up a trap under the Alps and wait for us to fall into a trap?" Zhao Yongjun asked at the side.

"What, are you scared?" Qin Yu looked at Zhao Yongjun with a smile, "Going to the Alps this time will definitely be very dangerous, and you may even lose your life. It's not too late to quit now."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, but I won't leave until I find my father's remains." Zhao Yongjun's pretty face sank and he said to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu looked at Miao Zhongwei again, but before Qin Yu could speak, Miao Zhongwei replied: "Mr. Qin, I will go with you. The vengeance of my comrades back then was not avenged for them, so I have always been

One of my pet peeves is that this time, since I have to go to the Alps again, I am willing to die on the mountain, at least this way I can die with my comrades."

Qin Yu smiled, leaned against the tree again, closed his eyes again, and said slowly: "In that case, let's continue sleeping and hit the road during the day."

Qin Yu's words made Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun look at each other. They couldn't sleep in front of ten dead people. In the end, Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun killed these ten men in black.

The body was carried and buried in one place.

By the time Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun finished their busy work, it was already dawn. Qin Yu opened his eyes, stood up from under the tree, and said to Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun: "Let's go."

Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun were dumbfounded. They had been busy all night and had not had time to rest before they were about to go on their way. Miao Zhongwei was okay. After all, he was a special forces soldier and had some foundation. Not sleeping for one night was nothing, but

Zhao Yongjun was a little overwhelmed, but she had a stubborn personality and did not speak. She just followed Qin Yu's footsteps silently.

This time, Qin Yu did not take the mountain road again, but walked directly towards the foot of the mountain. When he reached the foot of the mountain, Zhao Yongjun could no longer hold on, relying solely on his strength to support him.

Miao Zhongwei glanced at Zhao Yongjun and wanted to speak, but Qin Yu did not give Miao Zhongwei a chance and continued to walk forward.

"Miss Zhao, do you want to take a rest?" Miao Zhongwei couldn't bear it and asked.

"No, I can still hold on." Zhao Yongjun shook his head, brushed his long hair that was wet with sweat, and replied with rapid breathing.

"This won't work. If you continue like this, you will faint. You have reached the limit of your physical ability now."

Miao Zhongwei has participated in special forces training and knows what a person is like when he reaches his limit. At this time, Zhao Yongjun was already close to his limit.

Zhao Yongjun didn't speak. She took the time to breathe and regain her strength. For her now, she no longer had the energy to speak.

Finally, Miao Zhongwei couldn't help it anymore and shouted to Qin Yu, who was already more than ten meters away: "Mr. Qin, I'm afraid Miss Zhao's physical strength is not enough. It's better to take a rest."

Qin Yu stopped, looked back at Zhao Yongjun, frowned slightly, but the next moment, he sighed and walked back to Zhao Yongjun.

"Put this talisman on your back."

Qin Yu took out a Talisman, which was the Calm Talisman that Qin Yu originally drew. At that time, Qin Yu drew the Calm Talisman to calm his heart, but now, there are too many Calm Talisman.

Another effect.

Zhao Yongjun took the talisman handed over from Qin Yu's hand suspiciously, and then put the talisman on his back as Qin Yu said. The moment the talisman was just put on, Zhao Yongjun's pretty eyes flashed with light.

.

Because, the moment she put the talisman on, she felt a cool breath coming from her back, spreading to her limbs, and finally gathering in her head. She felt that her whole body became cooler, because of fatigue and

The discomfort caused by physical exhaustion disappeared in an instant, and the whole person was full of vitality again.

"Thank you." Zhao Yongjun said gratefully to Qin Yu.

"No need to thank me, I just want you to understand a truth. Sometimes, to be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself."

Qin Yu's expression became serious, and he also looked at Miao Zhongwei, "You think the bodies of the ten men in black should be collected after they die, but don't forget, these ten men in black are here to kill us.

, if they kill us, do you think they will collect our bodies for us?"

"The old man watched his men die, but he still ran away alone despite knowing that I would not kill him, regardless of his own men. In this case, why do you do such a hard thing?"

Qin Yu's words made Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun lower their heads, like primary school students who had made a mistake. However, Zhao Yongjun had a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Do you think my words are too cruel? After all, those men in black are already dead. They die like lights out. It is humanitarian to let them bury them in peace. But do you think the enemy will be humanitarian to you?

?”

"Think about how your father's bones and the bones of those martyrs were dug out of the ground by these people and brought to the Alps. You don't know what will happen to them. Do you still feel that these people need to be treated with humanity?

ism?"

"Especially when you know that we have to travel during the day and may even encounter danger, you would rather waste your energy on so-called humanitarianism. To put it bluntly, if you do this, even if you die,

That would be to die in one’s own stupidity.”

Qin Yu had finished speaking, but Zhao Yongjun, such a strong woman, had red eyes at this moment, almost crying after being scolded by Qin Yu.

On the other hand, Miao Zhongwei had a look of regret and shame on his face, because the instructor had told them what Qin Yu said when he was trained by the team.

The so-called humanitarianism is bullshit. When facing the enemy, there is only one thing to do, and that is to kill the enemy and then save yourself.

Qin Yu said nothing. In fact, he did not tell Miao Zhongwei and Zhao Yongjun that if they did not do these things, he would bury the bodies of the men in black when they left.

Yes, he did this out of humanitarianism, but this was on the premise of not harming his own interests. For Qin Yu, burying ten corpses was just a piece of cake.

Along the way from the second grade to the seventh grade, Qin Yu has understood this truth. The so-called humanitarianism can only be pursued without harming one's own interests. Otherwise, he would not be alive today.

.

Although it sounds a bit cruel and dark, the world is like this, and the enemy will not stop killing you just because you are full of humanitarianism! (To be continued)


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