Choice, delivering a letter, death or life.

The first thing he did was to take his wrist and knock the bearded man's gun away.

The gun and the dagger were both under the same force, and both of their weapons were disarmed.

Immediately followed by pain, and when people say it tears at the heart, it's nothing more than that.

Gu Xinzhi had always thought he wasn't afraid of pain, but the agonizing pain in his internal organs bent his entire body, causing an instant sweat to break out and drip down his chin.

He covered the wound hard, the feeling of blood spurting against his palm, unable to stop it.

The life force of the new human was quite horrific, and the cuts were slowly healing after only a moment of not being able to cut off the head.

Gu Xinzhi's dagger had a blood-letting groove on the side, and the blade was specially sharpened into an irregular jagged shape, so that even a new human would have to suffer a great deal if the cut was not fatal.

The bearded man covered the squeaking blood throat, pain veins, dead staring at Gu Xinzhi, a pair of eyes are full of overflowing blood, hideous chills down one's spine.

He let out a broken breath, "You ......"

Gu Xinzhi didn't wait for him to finish his sentence.

The dagger was thrown out more than ten meters away, and it was too late to pick it up, Gu Xinzhi jumped up and pressed the head of the bearded man to death, actually want to tear his head directly open!

Even if the bearded man knew that this person is a revenge, but also did not expect such a bloodthirsty madness, by his neck is not yet healed, he wildly whistled, one hand control of Gu Xinzhi's right hand, one hand twisted Gu Xinzhi's wounds, one hand claw-like pressure, the wound was like a spring of blood!

Without uttering a word, Gu Xinzhi bit the blood from his teeth, and his bloodstained left hand held his chin, stabbing his fingertips into the wound in his throat.

This is all the primitive mutual combat of wild beasts, a lion and a tiger, both of them use all their wisdom, bravery and ferocity on how to take each other's lives.

However, while Gu Xinzhi's power is being lost a little bit, the beard's power is being restored a little bit.

In terms of physical fitness, the old humans were ultimately an order of magnitude away from the new ones.

Gu Xinzhi was crushed to the ground by the bearded man, and his wound became a blood fountain that gurgled.

He choked on the blood and coughed violently, and the force in his hands weakened.

Outside there is a movement, vaguely popping beans like gunfire, cries of misery, the sound of fighting came, a few moments later, there was a murmur outside, followed by hurried footsteps and voice murmurs.

By the sound of it, the number of people coming was at least a small group.

The bearded man was in pain and angry at the first shock, but now that he guessed his backup had arrived, he squeezed out a smile instead in the face of the face he had once loved so much, and grabbed him by the hair with his bloody hand, firing off a tight tackle.

His hands were almost covered in Gu Xinzhi's blood, and the slippery touch of the blood gave him a twisted pleasure: "...... My men are coming, and you are dead."

Gu Xinzhi heard the same voice as him.

But he laughed along.

The beard where still do not understand that he is being used as a gun, and now look at Gu Xinzhi do any expression feel piercing, reaching out to him to gouge out these eyes that do not know how to die.

Taking advantage of his agitated state of mind, Gu Xinzhi followed the opportunity and opened his mouth to bite into the bearded man's exposed neck!

The newly recovered cartilage in the bearded man's throat was crushed by a bite, and with a roar of pain, he was about to lift Gu Xinzhi up and slam him to the ground, when there was a crunch behind him as the old-fashioned bolt of the gun was cocked.

The bearded man knew Gu Xinzhi's power and did not dare to be careless, not even returning his head, he roared, "Shoot! Shoot!"

The gun went off in the next instant, but it was the bearded man's heart that was ripped open by the old-fashioned bullet.

The bearded man's body froze abruptly, and he lunged downward from the impact of the gun.

Gu Xinzhi shouted, "Dagger!"

As soon as he spoke, a dagger flew in the shape of a cross and nailed itself between the cracks in the floorboards to the side of his right hand.

Gu Xinzhi drew his sword and started, white light flashed, red blood rained down.

The bearded man lay upside down on top of Gu Xinzhi, completely silent.

Gu Xinzhi, however, did not push him away, and fell into a heap with his severed corpse, panting slightly and shushing the air out of his mouth with a somewhat odd sound.

Yan Lanlan, holding up the still-smoking gun, said she had never heard such a request before.

With a wave of her one hand and the ringing of her handbell, those soldiers leased from Shu Wenqing there proceeded to spontaneously disperse to clear out the remnants of the bearded man, leaving only the two strongest and most physically fit ones to guard her side, not moving an inch.

Clustered right in the middle of the room, Sun Bin, bored out of his mind, took small, quick steps to the mainframe, gathered his thoughts, and proceeded to attempt to restore the base's security system, which had been interfered with by the system and temporarily disabled, chanting under his breath.

Sun Yan quickly stepped forward, too late to recover the dagger he had just thrown, and first pulled away the bearded man who was on top of Gu Xinzhi.

Gu Xinzhi was lying on his back on the ground, as if he was extremely tired, his eyes could not be opened, and he seemed to be muttering something under his breath.

Sun Yan bent that he was asking why they were here.

He was in no hurry to pull Gu Xinzhi to his feet, thinking he was just too tired, so he sat down cross-legged beside him, "Team Ding sent us."

What Ding Qiuyun wants them to fight is a battle of the Yellow Bird, where the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow bird is at the back.

After the attack on the arsenal began, the slightly smaller organizations allied with each other, but secretly competing, delayed, deliberately delayed, counting on fishing from the profits; how can the larger organizations be willing to sit back and watch themselves being consumed, so they deliberately left behind a reserve team, to drive away these passive and idle, sit back and watch the tigers of the small organizations, and when they failed to drive away, they used force.

No one expected that an extremely large and nameless force would come out of nowhere when the big picture was settled and the families had already slacked off.

These old humans were not even on the defense roster drawn up by the new humans.

As a result, the New Humanity, long exhausted by infighting, collapsed at the touch of a button.

...... This arsenal, coveted by all, was taken over by the old humans.

Gu Xinzhi, on the other hand, couldn't listen to anything.

Life gurgled like water from the ragged hole in his body, and it was as if a thousand holes had been rustled and drilled in his internal organs by sand ants, and the pain was worse than death.

Dead ......

Thinking of this word, Gu Xinzhi sucked a mouthful of cold air, suddenly afraid.

To die is to open his eyes and never see Qiuyun again, to die is to never hear Qiuyun say a word of forgiveness to him, to die is to ......

Death is no dream.

He doesn't even have a chance to see Qiuyun in his dreams.

Only those who die of cancer can be transformed into new humans.

He doesn't even qualify as a New Human-

Realizing this, Gu Xinzhi felt as if he had been shot again in the heart, and the pain made his whole body hunch over.

Driven by intense lust, he finally made it a little clearer: "Syringe ......"

Sun Yan, who was gushing about Ding Qiuyun's decision-making, sniffed, "...... What?"

Gu Xinzhi struggled twice on the ground and actually sat up, "Syringe!"

When Yan Lanlan felt something wrong and came tinkling, Gu Xinzhi inclined his head and spat out a large mouthful of blood, which was mixed with something Yan Lanlan didn't dare to think of what exactly it was.

Sun Yan only then saw the bloody holes in his body, changed color in a hue and rolled over and climbed up, ''Lieutenant Gu? Dr. ......! Where's Dr. Lin!"

Sun Yan stumbled out while Gu Xinzhi gasped in distress, his voice changed tone even more, and he let out a quivering breath like a bellows in his chest, "Give me the syringe!"

Yan Lanlan knelt beside Gu Xinzhi, tears streaming down her face. She didn't dare to ask what had happened, and she didn't have time to ask him what he wanted the syringe for, so with shaking hands, she took the spare syringe out of the small bag she had with her.

The next moment, to her horror, it happened--the

Gu Xinzhi pounced on the still-warm body of the bearded man and stabbed the needle several times before locating a blood vessel, sucking out a tube full of blood and raising his hand to inject it into his own wrist.

With a humble gesture, he chattered nervously, "...... I can't die, I can't die, I can't die."

If you die, there will be no more Qiuyun, no more.

The man appeared in his gray life, as good as an illusory bubble.

So he set him up, trying to find out if his heart for himself was true or false.

...... In fact, he preferred that it was fake.

Because if it's true, his whole life is going to change for him.

In that dilapidated silo, he quietly broke the control system of the robotic soldiers and, after being successfully surrounded, picked up the communicator and said to Ding Qiuyun on the other end, Don't come over. My side is blocked.

Ding Qiuyun only said two words: wait for me.

A few minutes later, the barrier he had artificially created was torn open with a hard pathway.

Ding Qiuyun slapped the head of a mechanic with the butt of his rifle, grabbed his hand, shouted "Go!", and ran out of the room without a word.

Until today, Gu Xinzhi still remembers the temperature of the palm of his hand, which was cold and a little sweaty, with strong tendons and bones, and a good feeling of interlocking grips.

He had a small heart, and all he asked for in the big world was this one pair of hands that would take his, other than that, he didn't care, and he didn't think it mattered.

He had waited for him for two years at the supermarket, and then waited for him for so long because of his past life's grievances.

But he has not waited for Ding Qiuyun's forgiveness.

He can't die.

Gu Xinzhi was lying on the ground, his ears no longer able to hear very well.

Rolling hot tears fell from his eyes one by one, and with a sobbing voice, he repeated hoarsely and stubbornly, "I can't die. Can't--"

Yan Lanlan grabbed his communicator and connected to a channel, and when he opened his mouth, he cried in a trembling voice: "Jing Jie, can you find a way to contact Team Ding? ...... No, no, the plan was successful, we are all fine. Just a little accident here ...... What? Team Ding he's gone?"

Twelve hours later, the motorcycle, which had spanned more than a thousand kilometers, came to a stop at a resting place at the weapons depot and stalled.

Yan Lanlan hears the familiar sound of a motorcycle and rushes out of it.

Seeing that familiar, reassuring face again, Yan Lanlan nearly cried out directly, "Team Ding, Lieutenant Gu he's in too much pain ...... Do something, did you bring medicine ...... "

Without a word, Ding Qiuyun took off his helmet, threw it straight into the arms of a tearful Yan Lanlan, and marched into the resting place.

Coalman jumped out of the back seat of Ding Qiuyun's car, paced slowly to the door of the rest stop, and sat down, like he was guarding something.

Ding Qiuyun lifts up the quilt hanging on the door to keep out the wind.

The person lying on the bed suffered from the cold wind blowing in from outside and couched violently twice, then promptly buried his face into the covers to draw a little warmth.

Just look at his hands and the upper half of his face exposed from the quilt, the color of blood is completely gone, calling people to look at the heart feel cold.

The blood was nearly drained from his body, and his thin body was immobilized by the inch-thick quilt.

A quilt, now, is a five-fingered mountain to him.

No one has ever seen such horrible vitality.

For a normal person, a bullet in the lungs would give them half an hour to live at most.

Gu Xinzhi tried to breathe, but his injured lungs could not maintain normal respiratory function, and he endured unbearable chest pain, tightness of breath, and exhaustion.

With these half-damaged lungs, and the blood of the new humans, he struggled for a full twelve hours.

He'd survived so long on a surge of strength he didn't know where to come from, holding on for dear life, waiting for one person.

Gu Xinzhi heard the man's footsteps, but he could no longer even open his eyes.

He gently quirked his dry, cracked and peeled lips and said vaguely into the void, "Within ...... range, I'm in."

Chi Xiaochi lowered her eyes slightly at the sight.

The last thing Chi Xiaochi wants to do is take a true heart and count it as a true heart.

However, Gu Xinzhi's death has always been within the scope of his calculations, and is the black card he has always held in his hand.

He knew Gu Xinzhi well, so Chi Xiaochi knew that the cruelest thing for Gu Xinzhi was not the lack of forgiveness, not the two consecutive years of dreams, but the lack of forgiveness even after his death.

...... This is a nightmare he can t even dream of.

If Gu Xinzhi threatened anyone in Ding Qiuyun's party, Chi Xiaochi would not hesitate to play this card, and he would play him in the arsenal with the intention of finding a reason for his "reasonable death", just in case.

But today he received a letter from Gu Xinzhi written in a cigarette case.

"To Qiuyun : Today, a member of the team died, and I guarded his body for a long time, as if I understood why you hate me."

"And isn't that such a feeling: to feel like a part of yourself is lost, forever, even though you know full well that part doesn't grow on you."

"I used to think, why do you always have to put your heart in other people? Why do you have to die for someone else? But then again, I always wanted to put my heart on you, wanted you to see more of me."

"I've been thinking about a lot of things these days, and I wondered if it could be because my heart is too heavy for you to carry?"

"I'll try to be a saver from now on, so that you don't find my heart too heavy to carry."

"Good afternoon."

Crisp and firm words, words that were plain and words that felt like promises.

Chi Xiaochi read the letter, folded it in his jacket pocket and thought, "Let's take our time.

That black card, it looks like it won't work.

However, he soon saw the skyrocketing well of remorse values.

...... Other than facing death, nothing would have caused the cold-hearted Gu Xinzhi to undergo such a mutation.

On his way here, Chi Xiaochi cashed in 398 Dream Cards from Gu Xinzhi, no more and no less.

His account is settled, but Gu Xinzhi's account with Ding Qiuyun he is not entitled to collect for him.

Or rather, even he didn't know how to collect this debt.

Chi Xiaochi drew in a breath, stepped over to the bedside, gently pressed Gu Xinzhi's arm, and said to the silent man inside his body, "Ding Qiuyun, listen, I'll leave his life and death in your hands."

"I cashed in his remorse value for a card that was enough to bring him back from the dead, and he will live and be well. If you want me to use it on him, you don't have to speak, just hook his hand. ...... A simple gesture like that, you should be able to do it."