Si La Si La was anxiously asking the two useless guys on his left and right for the names of the two Americans opposite. Shuo Yu was still lowering his head and secretly tucked up the corner of his clothes. When his name was called, he was suddenly startled, looked at him, and stretched out his hand to introduce him.
"Oh, that, that's Arthur McLuhan, and that's Alger Collins driving the car."
"Okay, okay, Arthur McLuhan, Alger Collins, you came here to help us sincerely. I believe you are all sincere. You are good people, really! That's enough. This is what brothers are like, Chinese brothers. Do you understand?"
Shuo Yu looked at their leader's trembling lips as he spoke. His mouth was covered with dry, cracked skin. He saw his scarlet tongue and his slightly messy beard that hadn't been trimmed for several days. His two hands were clasped together.
He closed his mouth and listened to the trembling sound of death in his ears.
"We actually just want an answer, but shouldn't the answer be death? Right? I beg you, please help us, go back and teach them how to live. No answer is worth sacrificing one's life for, please..."
After saying "dead, dead", he buried his head and face in the soil again and waited for a long time.
After he finished speaking, Shuo Yu was like being shot in the heart by a sharp arrow aimed from a distance. His body stiffened and he silently repeated,
"No answer is worth dying for..."
It was as if another nine-day black thunder had struck down from the sky directly on his head, once again frying his entire body to crispy crispness on the outside and tenderness on the inside, emitting a sweet smell all over his body. The hairs on his body stood on end, and heat emanated from the pores on his back. He realized that he was sweating, or perhaps not sweating,
McLuhan got off the car opposite, and Collins followed him. He pounded his head in pain, his throat unclear, and he lowered his head to look at Long Wenjian, who was bent down below his knees.
"I don't care about what you Chinese call face. You can bury your face in the dirt when facing us, but when you turn around and call us fools, get up--!"
McLuhan wanted to get Silasila up, but he couldn't because three people were around Silasila, pulling their leader hard and pressing him to the ground.
"Get up? Get up—!"
McLuhan tilted his head to look at the sky at a 45-degree angle, calling out God's name, tears welling up in his eyes. Shuo Yu didn't even need to look at him, she knew he would stay, just like herself.
He said that no ear had ever been truly convinced by the mouth.
He was atoning for his sins to his God and asking for God's forgiveness, no matter what he was going to do next.
Shuo Yu also looked up curiously at the small piece of sky that McLuhan was looking at. He knew that McLuhan's God was there, but he saw nothing except various clouds and flies flying in front of him.
After that, McLuhan got in the car and took Collins back to their Flag Hill position.
Kang Ya started to pull Fanla, and then wanted to pull Banxianer,
The annoying voice was speaking with a happy tone.
"He said he would definitely regret it, but he was going to do it anyway. Come on, you win again."
Fanla was adjusting his belt while pushing Silasila. Unexpectedly, he pushed two people at once. Silasila fell on Shuoyu.
Kang Ya and Fan La immediately pulled Ban Xian Er up one by one, only to find that blood was oozing from Ban Xian Er's knees.
"No, you can't feel any pain?"
Shuo Yu looked up at Kang Ya in confusion, then looked at his legs and waved his hands.
"It's okay, just a scratch, I'm not a squeamish guy." He immediately stood up to show that he was really fine, carefully not letting the other three see that he was actually bleeding all over his body, but he was wearing an extra layer of clothing inside his upper body so that the blood could not see through his outer clothes.
"Okay, it's okay, let's go back."
"Oh, okay."
Shuo Yu stood up and looked at McLuhan and the others who had disappeared not far away. He didn't know whether McLuhan would regret it, just as he didn't know whether he would regret it. The thick fog on the Yunnan border not only confused his eyes, but also obscured his heart.
Kang Ya went to start the car. Shuo Yu watched Fanla pulling Sila. When their leader fell down just now, his helmet fell to the ground and he held it in his hand. Now Sila Sila raised his head again. To be honest, he hadn't seen Sila Sila without a helmet for a long time.
He said, I want to walk back.
"Ah, then I'll go back too." Shuo Yu held the not-so-clean helmet in his hand, looked at Anla with narrowed eyes. Now the sun was swaying over their heads.
"No, what are you doing? You have a car but you don't want to take it. Are you not tired enough after such a long morning?"
"That's annoying. Do you want to come with us?" Shuo Yu covered his face with his helmet. He felt that the expression on his face must not be very good.
"You two are both stupid, you know that, absolutely stupid. Let's go to the veterinarian to take a good look at your brains later." Fanla gestured with his hands as if a string was missing from his brain, indicating to Banxian'er that the two of them must be mentally damaged.
Dead, dead, he turned around and walked like a zombie. How does a body without a soul walk? When you see his appearance, you will know.
Fanla got in the car, and lying on the back seat, looking at the backs of Silasila and Banxianer, said mercilessly,
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