special mercenary

When Song Feng woke up, the first thing he saw was the snow-white ceiling. He was slightly taken aback, and for a moment he didn't know what happened before he fainted. He lay there blankly for a few seconds, and the fragments in his mind quickly put together a complete picture. With a shock in his heart, he hurriedly stood up, and immediately involved the wound in his abdomen, his body trembled uncontrollably, his strength suddenly decreased, and he fell down slumped.

He took a breath, his forehead was soon covered with fine sweat, he looked around, this was a single ward, there was no one in the room, he didn't even know who sent him.He rested for a while, got up again, pulled out the infusion tube on the back of his hand, strode out, and then quickly leaned against the wall, panting for a while, he felt dizzy for a while, and couldn't exert any strength in his body , as if it would fall down at any time.

At this time, there was only a click, and the door opened first. The person who came was wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. It was Boss Kang. He looked at Song Feng calmly: "The doctor said that you can't move yet."

Song Feng leaned against the wall, his voice was obviously weak: "Why are you here?"

"I heard that Fu Shanming is eating up other people's territory."

Song Feng was stunned for a short while, and then he realized that the gang fire was bound to cause friction. This person must want to take advantage of the chaos and kill Fu Shanming to completely get rid of this hidden danger. He walked out: "You are late, he died Yet?"

"His subordinates have blocked all the information, and it is not clear whether it is dead or alive," Boss Kang stared at him, "Where do you want to go? Find Xiao Mingxuan?"

Song Feng paused suddenly, the emotion in his eyes instantly became thicker, his lips moved slightly, and he couldn't utter a word. Boss Kang subconsciously felt that he was evading, and was thinking whether to speak first, but saw him look over , the voice is very low: "... where is he now?"

Boss Kang hesitated for a while, and chose to tell the truth: "I haven't found it yet."

Song Feng's heart tightened: "What do you mean?"

"Under the mountain road is the Andaman Sea, with a semi-diurnal tide. When we organized our people to fish, there had just passed a high tide," Boss Kang said. "There are only a few pieces of human tissue in the sea except for the wreckage of the car, and even half a person can't fight it." Come out..." Seeing that the man's expression became too ugly, he automatically stopped and persuaded, "We are still looking, and we will let you know as soon as we have news, you need to rest now."

Song Feng clenched his fists tightly, his mind was full of Xiao Mingxuan's last look at him and the shocking explosion, these kept impacting his brain, making him almost want to go crazy, he whispered: "I'll go find him. "

Boss Kang frowned slightly, and was about to reach out to stop him, when he heard someone outside say, "Brother, why are you up? What are you doing? The doctor said you can't move around."

He turned his head, and it was Bai Xuyao ​​who came in.

Song Feng looked at him. The man's forehead and arms were wrapped in bandages, and his face looked normal. There seemed to be no major problem. He asked, "Where are the others? To be honest."

"They're all resting, nothing serious, only Duan Qing hasn't passed the critical period, and the senior brother is watching over him."

Song Feng nodded and walked out slowly.

"Brother, where are you going?" Bai Xuyao ​​immediately supported him, and said nervously, "You lost a lot of blood, you almost couldn't be saved, you..." He gasped, staring at his hospital gown, There was a small piece of dark color on it, and it was gradually increasing, and he suddenly had a headache, "The wound is open again, you lie down, I'll call the doctor."

Song Feng stood still: "I'm fine."

Bai Xuyao ​​suddenly remembered what his senior brother told him. If this person went crazy, no one would listen to him. He used force to drag him back: "Brother, calm down!"

"Let go!" Song Feng stared at him, his eyes were extremely sharp, almost ferocious - that was not the look a weak person should have at all, Bai Xuyao's heart jumped, and his hands immediately relaxed.

Song Feng broke away from him and was about to go out, but he paused when he turned around, his eyes darkened, and he fell forward immediately.

Bai Xuyao ​​hurriedly caught him, carefully carried him into the room and put him on the bed, he turned his head in horror, when a person appeared at the door, it was he who cut Song Feng's back neck with his palm just now, and knocked him unconscious.

"He just woke up, a little delirious, and he should be able to calm down when he sleeps again."

Bai Xuyao ​​tremblingly stood beside the bed, looking at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Boss Kang also looked over, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. The person who came was wearing a Tang suit with gold patterns on a white background. He was indescribably elegant and noble. It was Song Zhe. He had been on the road for so long. If it doesn't come out, it's a waste of money.

Song Zhe still had that gentle look: "I am his elder brother."

"Oh, you are the insidious one my brother mentioned... um..." Before Bai Xuyao ​​finished speaking, Boss Kang immediately covered his mouth and dragged him out forcefully.

"what are you doing?"

"Shut up little mercenary, if you want to live a more comfortable life these days, don't mess with him casually," Boss Kang said, "He's not as good-tempered as I am, understand?"

It was the first time Bai Xuyao ​​saw an unscrupulous boss so afraid of a person, he rubbed his chin: "Why do I think he looks easy to get along with?"

"Well, everyone who has met him thinks so," Boss Kang said, "and before he knew it, he was tricking him so much that there was nothing left, and sometimes he even paid for it with his life."

Bai Xuyao: "..."

Song Feng opened his eyes again and it was still the ward. The sky was bright outside, and the dazzling sunlight hit half of the curtains, blurring a bright color. He vaguely felt that someone was watching him, so he couldn't help turning his head. He was immediately blinded by the white light and closed his eyes. A vague outline could be seen, and he subconsciously asked, "...Xiao Mingxuan?"

The man was silent for a moment: "No."

Song Feng frowned, slowly getting used to the sunlight, and opened his eyes again, only to see a person sitting on the chair beside the bed with a delicate face, but he was his elder brother.Song Zhe sat on the chair with his hands folded, and asked gently: "How do you feel?"

"It's okay," Song Feng whispered, then paused, "Is there any news?"

"Not yet."

Song Feng was silent, and after a long while, he said softly: "Brother..."

"Ok?"

"Are you saying my life is worth something?"

"It's valuable," Song Feng said gently, "so don't spoil his intentions, live well."

Song Feng didn't answer, just stared at the ceiling motionlessly.

Song Zhe looked at him: "Do you want to cry?"

Song Feng shook his head, his chest seemed to be completely hollowed out, he didn't feel it at all, the scumbag was already dead, he saw the dead with his own eyes, and he didn't know who to turn to if he wanted to avenge Xiao Mingxuan, how many people were left in that organization? He didn't solve it personally, but since his elder brother came, there was no need for him to take action at all. He only felt that the present and future life were in a daze, so dazed that it was almost numb.

Song Zhe stared at him for a while, but finally got up and went out without saying anything.

The organization lost its boss, and the remaining main characters were fighting among themselves. When Bai Xuyao ​​learned about it, his first reaction was to kill them with a gun, but he received the news before he could take any action. Those people were all killed overnight. Slaughtered, dead clean.He blinked: "Who moved the hand?"

Boss Kang didn't answer, but looked aside, Song Zhe was sitting there drinking tea and reading the newspaper without even raising his head.Bai Xuyao ​​followed his gaze, bit his fingers and asked softly, "What did he do?"

"It's very likely."

Bai Xuyao's liver trembled immediately, and since then he obediently stayed away from the poisonous snake.Duan Qing was finally out of danger three days later, which made everyone heave a sigh of relief. In the following time, the search and rescue personnel scoured the Andaman Sea and the surrounding islands, but found no clues. The members of Xingtian did not know the specific situation at that time , originally believed that their boss would be fine, but as the search and rescue unfolded, everyone's expressions became more solemn, and even Bai Xuyao ​​became more and more silent.

Song Feng's injury is almost healed, and he hasn't spoken much recently, lying quietly on the bed, if not for the obvious ups and downs in his chest, he would have died.

Song Zhe sat by the bed: "We are leaving for China tomorrow."

Song Feng froze slightly. He knew better than anyone else that there was no news these days, and that person might... never have any news again.

Song Zhe looked at him: "Do you want to cry?"

Song Feng shook his head.

Song Zhe turned around and left, his always gentle eyes were a little cold, he could still cry when the teacher passed away, but now he didn't shed a single tear, this is the worst.

Song Feng looked at the ceiling. He could always recall many details of getting along with that person these days. He didn't know that he had so many things to think about, and day by day, he thought more and more, almost filling his entire thoughts.

That person is his, no matter how the world changes, that person will never change, and will always be with him.I don't know when this idea was formed in my mind, but now it has become more profound, constantly tormenting him and reminding him how important the person he lost is.

The next day, everyone began to find various excuses to delay until the sun went down, but the result was still the same as the previous few days. There was no news at all, and everyone had no choice but to leave by helicopter.

Song Feng sat by the window and looked down. At this moment, the night fell, and the whole city was dyed with bright colors, and he could see everything at a glance. His eyes panned to the distance, and there was darkness, which was the Andaman Sea.

He suddenly felt an unbearable dull pain in his chest, which made him a little suffocated. He threw himself to the window, clenched his hands into fists, that person—the person who loved him deeply, pampered him, and took care of him It is impossible for him to meet another person who will give him such a feeling in his life. At this moment, he is sleeping alone in the icy sea, let the fish bite wantonly, and in the end there is not even a person who collects his body nothing!

He stared at that side, opened his mouth, he wanted to yell, but couldn't utter a word.

Song Zhe was the first to notice that he was wrong: "...Afeng?"

"I want to go down! Go down! He lied to me..." Song Feng said, trembling at the end, "He said, 'Song Feng, my life belongs to you, even if everyone in the world leaves you, Neither would I', he lied to me."

Song Zhe responded gently, and said patiently: "Well, it's his fault that he lied to you. He always has good things. What else did he say to you?"

"I've said a lot...a lot..." Song Feng murmured in a low voice, then he was shocked suddenly, and he couldn't speak again, "He said that as long as he is still alive, he will always be with me, he...he..."

Song Zhe was silent for a moment, then looked at him: "Do you want to cry?"

Song Feng trembled slightly, then suddenly stretched out his hands to cover his face, and at an altitude of 800 meters, facing the farther and farther sea below, he cried out with sobs.