Chapter 59 Humanoid Weapon 24

"General." After hanging up the phone, Shajia walked out. When the adjutant saw him, he came out from the dark and said, "A group of people just came. They seem to be..."

"I already know." Shajia kept walking and waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Shajia..." The adjutant paused, then spoke again.

"What's wrong?" Sha Jia noticed that he seemed to have something to say, so he stopped and turned to look at him.

"Do we have to save him?" The adjutant hesitated before speaking.

After hearing this, Shajia pursed his lips.

The adjutant then asked, "How can you be sure that he is innocent?"

"Of course I am sure."

"Do you have evidence to prove it?"

Shaka was silent.

The adjutant asked him again, "I don't know... why are you so sure and believe that he is innocent? Is Mr. Clive less important to you than a... former friend?"

Hearing the string of firecracker-like questions from his friend who had accompanied him for many years, Sha Jia took a deep breath and turned his head away in a huff, "I just believe him..."

He said this and nothing more.

After a while, a voice full of pain rang out in the empty corridor.

"But I can't just do nothing and let my only relative die."

"I can't do that..."

Hearing this, Kirk was stunned for a moment. Shajia, who had his back to him, slowly turned around. He lowered his head, and tears had already streamed down his face.

Kirk felt a great shock in his heart.

He had known the general for so many years, but this was the first time he saw such a confused, painful, and regretful expression on his face, such a weak look...

Seeing him like this, Cork couldn't help crying. He raised his hand to wipe his tears, and then said, "But General, it's too late..."

What? Shajia raised his head in shock, his heart began to beat violently.

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All of a sudden, the quiet surroundings became noisy. Not knowing what happened, Shajia looked blankly in the direction where the chaos came from. But after a moment, a huge parade of people appeared in front of him.

The large group of people marched in unison, all dressed in white, holding flags in their hands, and shouting something, but Shajia couldn't hear it clearly.

Seeing his confused look, the adjutant explained, "When the final verdict was issued in Xinhui, the news had already spread throughout the country through live broadcast. In a very short time, the citizens were organized and gathered together. They came here to prepare to watch the execution on the spot..."

With every word Kirk spoke, Shajia's face turned paler. In the end, before he even finished speaking, Shajia's face was completely pale. He could hardly stand steadily and his whole body began to tremble.

The crowd was getting closer and closer to them. Standing at the front of the crowd was the execution squad that Shaka had stopped not long ago.

Seeing them coming, Shajia suddenly came to his senses, turned around and was about to rush in, when a voice called him from behind.

Shajia turned around and saw that the person who called him was Adolf, the chairman of the new association. He was dressed in black, holding a black umbrella, and was surrounded by a large group of new association members.

Sha Jia looked over blankly and found that almost all of them were present, without a single one missing.

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Thick dark clouds gathered and a light rain began to fall from the sky.

The execution squad walked into the elevator under Adolf's command. Shaka stood beside Adolf, surrounded by everyone, staring at their actions in a daze.

He stared blankly ahead, his body motionless, and he didn't respond to the voices of people around him.

I don't know how much time passed.

The elevator opened again, but only one member of the execution squad came out. Shajia stared at him blankly and saw that there was nothing behind him.

After coming out of the elevator, the man walked straight towards Shajia. He walked to Adolf's side and whispered something in his ear. After hearing it, Adolf's face showed a look of surprise, and the people who were closer to him also widened their eyes and showed surprise.

No one came to talk to Shaka.

Then, a man walked out from the black team. He walked to the other side without hesitation and stood at the front of the crowd of people in white clothes who had gathered to watch the execution. He waved his arms and said something loudly. Then the crowd immediately began to riot. They made a lot of noise and wanted to squeeze in, but were stopped by a few leaders standing in the front. Then after a while, the crowd slowly retreated and dispersed in twos and threes.

Shajia stared blankly, and heard the words "suicide" and "death" in his ears. He hadn't reacted yet, and looked at the adjutant beside him with a pale face, but saw that he was also pursing his lips tightly, with a struggle flashing in his eyes. Seeing Shajia looking at him, the adjutant closed his eyes, and then whispered, "Everything is over, General, go down and take another look..."

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, Shajia's pupils widened instantly.

He staggered and almost lost his balance, but he did not fall down until he leaned on his adjutant's arm.

At this time, Adolf also walked up to him. He looked at Shajia and hesitated for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "Come with me."

Everyone came to the prison 300 meters underground, the place that Shaka had just confirmed to be safe, and the silver-haired boy died silently.

When the execution squad came in fully armed just now, they were ready for a fierce battle with him. However, when they arrived, they found that the Empire's vicious dog was already dead. There were no new wounds on his body, and there were no signs of invasion in the prison. This criminal who had bloodily killed countless rebel soldiers and civilians died in this ignorant way.

After confirming that he was dead, the execution team did not dare to move his body without permission. They also suspected that he was faking his death to escape the crime, so they only sent one person up to deliver the message, and the others stayed where they were to guard against possible attacks.

But in the end, nothing happened until the people up there came down, and the prison remained calm.

So this was the scene Sha Jia saw when he walked into the room. Yan Bei was sitting on the floor leaning against the wall as usual, with his head lowered. His long silver-white hair had become much darker and hung down softly, covering his face.

The moment he saw his body, Shajia suddenly lost all his reason. He rushed forward, knelt down, and tremblingly reached out his hand to touch Yan Bei's cheek under his hair. His touch was icy cold, but the skin was still soft.

After confirming this fact with his own hands, Shajia's lips trembled uncontrollably and tears streamed down his face. He ignored everyone's obstruction, held Yan Bei's body with both hands, stood up and walked towards the door.

"General!" The adjutant cried out in surprise when he saw his action. He tried to raise his hand to stop him several times, but after hesitation, he finally put it down.

When the others looked around, not knowing whether they should stop him, Adolf waved his hand at the right time to tell them not to bother and just let him pass.

Sha Jia carried Yan Bei's body back along the same route. There were many people guarding the door at this time. When they saw Sha Jia holding a silver-haired man in such an intimate posture, there was another round of surprise. But surprisingly, no one dared to speak disrespectfully to Sha Jia, and no one tried to stop him.

Shaka held the cold body in his arms, walked through the thick crowd, and came to the lander parked outside the street.

He opened the door, put Yan Bei's body in the passenger seat, and drove away.

The streets were deserted. He drove past buildings that were both strange and familiar. The wind blew in through the windows. The tears on Shajia's face dried up and his emotions calmed down.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped considering any consequences and did nothing. He forgot his identity and threw away all his concerns.

Watching the rapidly changing scenes around him, Shajia was unusually calm at this moment, his face was tense, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was only one thought left in his mind, to go home with his brother.

Take him home.

At this moment, a shell suddenly hit him head-on. Sha Jia swerved to avoid it, but soon another shell came at him. Sha Jia was unable to dodge and crashed his car into the cliff beside him. A second before the car flipped over, he rushed over to protect Yan Bei's body. Fortunately, no major accident happened in the end.

After the car stopped, Shaka opened the door and got out of the car, holding the gun beside him. He looked around vigilantly and saw Lance, who was dressed in dirt, holding a large-scale massacre weapon and looking down at him coldly on a small dirt slope not far away.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Shajia simply dropped the gun in his hand and walked towards Lance. Seeing this, Lance also threw away what he was holding and walked towards him.

Without any greetings or pleasantries, the two men, who were equally grief-stricken and on the verge of exploding, wrestled with each other without a word, punching each other mercilessly, and in the end both of them were injured and lay on the ground.

Lance rode on Shaka and punched him unconscious with one last punch. Seeing that the man on the ground had no more reaction, Lance tried to stand up, but he failed after several attempts. Finally, he crawled towards the car with red eyes and gritted teeth, panting.

He sat on the driver's seat with great effort and saw Yan Bei sitting next to him with his eyes closed, his face looking normal, as if he was asleep.

"Commander..."

Lance's tears suddenly flowed down. He wiped his eyes with the back of his dirty hand and wanted to touch Yan Bei again, but because he saw that his hands were too dirty, he hesitated for a while and finally withdrew his hand.

He temporarily wiped away his tears and glanced at Shajia who was still lying unconscious in the rearview mirror. He retracted his gaze, drove Shajia's car, and left.

The scenery on the road changed rapidly. He drove over mountains and ridges for an unknown amount of time. The green plants around him gradually changed from snow-white to brown and yellow to lush green, and the sky gradually darkened.

Finally, he stayed in a small town far away from the imperial capital, with beautiful scenery and little impact from the war.

He bought a house here and all the things were ready for the commander.

"Xiao Yan." He looked at the sleeping Yan Bei and said softly, "I'll take you home."

At this moment, a white light suddenly exploded in front of his eyes. Lance's eyes widened. In the white light, he seemed to see the dead Yan Bei opening his eyes, but before he could say anything, he lost consciousness and passed out.