The man pushed the blade forward again.

"This," he said, "is a betrothal gift."

Kou Qiu: "..."

Kou Qiu: "........."

Kou Qiu: "................"

Go to your betrothal gift!

Do you think this will allow you to bribe a socialist successor?!!

(⊙v⊙)

Yes, you can.

He blinked, inserted the small blade back into the scabbard and held it tightly in his hand.

System:【Hey Hey Hey Hey?】

What about a firm heart that promises to be moved by?

Kou Qiu: [But he is Xiao Ji.]

System: [Where is the promised to devote your limited life to serving the people infinitely?]

Kou Qiu: [But he is Xiao Ji.]

System: [Where is the pure revolutionary friendship that was promised?]

Kou Qiu: [But he is Xiao Ji...]

The system is incredible: [So in this life, I have to continue watching the mosaics of you and this guy?]

Kou Qiu kindly corrected his statement, [Be good, call him dad.]

The system choked, looking at the task points he had finally saved, he shouted unwillingly: [Dad.]

Kou Qiu responded and said: [Call again.]

The system is no longer working: [Why still call it?]

Old Cadre Kou pointed his finger at Gu Chen and said deeply: [Did you forget it? Azai. You have to call him Dad.]

system:【......】

Ah, rich, democratic, civilized and harmonious... Ahhh I can't bear it anymore. I just gave him a mosaic in my previous life, but I still have to watch it in this life, and I have to call these two fathers!

Just stab it to death with one knife, forget it to death with one knife!

When the man saw Kou Qiu harvesting the knife, he showed a rare smile in his eyes. He held the brim of his hat, stood neatly, and whispered: "Good rest."

The system was stunned and immediately said: [Unless my snow blindness is more serious, otherwise——]

【One of my other father, he seems to have red ears?】

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Gu Chen walked out, and a few people followed him immediately and said respectfully: "General."

The man's eyes were so dark that he could not see any emotion.

"Has someone brought it?"

"Bringed," said the person behind him, "Now Lord Andrea and Shazzo are already there, do you... want to go over and take a look?"

Gu Chen nodded, and there seemed to be a storm in his eyes.

He stepped into the basement and pushed open the door that was tightly closed. The blonde young man in the door was tied up with his hands and hung firmly on the two iron rings. The blood wet his prison clothes. Xia Zuo held a thin and sharp knife in his hand and slowly played with it in the palm of his hand, like making handicrafts, peeling off the skin on the man's legs completely, revealing the red flesh and blood inside.

The young man trembled and screamed louder.

"It's already dug out," Andrea looked at her arms, and saw Gu Chen coming in, and hurriedly stepped forward, reporting, "The signal transmitter is buried in his legs, and the powder is the line of defense in the east, and it was transmitted in."

Gu Chen raised his eyelids and looked at her. Andrea instantly understood what he meant and added: "The people on the entire line have been caught in one fell swoop."

She paused, then plopped and fell to the ground on one knee.

"My subordinates are not doing their jobs well, and they are actually left with such dangerous people. I hope the general will deal with it with military law!"

Gu Chen said: "Article 3."

"yes!"

Andrea immediately lifted up her clothes and exposed her back. The soldiers beside her took the whip in her hand and whipped her white spine one by one. By the time she hit her thirty, her back was already red and swollen and purple.

But Andrea seemed to have no idea, pulled down her clothes and still stood in front of Gu Chen as before.

"Does the general have something to say to him?"

Gu Chen tidied up his gloves, looked up indifferently when he heard this, and glanced at her.

"No."

He turned his back and walked out.

"He doesn't have that qualification."

"But the tongue," he said to Shazzo, "remember."

Xia Zuo nodded knowingly, slowly moved his hand to the blonde young man's mouth, and gently slapped the purple-swelling face.

"What a pity," he said, as if he was a pity to his lover, "Will you see that Xiaoge and I have left together? Did you know that Xiaoge can comfort the general with his voice? Isn't you thinking of killing two birds with one stone?"

His green eyes blinked, purely innocent. The blonde young man widened his eyes under him, let out a whimpering cry, and noticed the sharp blade touching his tongue.

"I want to destroy the general and use Xiaoge's death to provoke us to become enemies. How easy is it?"

Xia Zuo laughed softly, and suddenly a force was used on his hand, and blood suddenly splashed out, dripping down his white hand. He pulled the piece of flesh out of the man's mouth, then snorted with disgust and threw it on the ground.

"Go and tell the cook," he said, "the few people I caught had extra meals today."

The body without tongue was finally hung high on the wall of District 7, showing it to the imperial city. The rest of the people also hung a long strip, shaking with the wind, like pieces of dried meat. When the royal family saw it, they felt even more annoyed, but they had to pinch their noses and recognize them, and privately sent more people to test.

This is a war and you cannot give in at all.

The folk legend about the seventh district is getting more and more popular with the royal family. By this time, no one remembers that they were heroes who defended their country and supported a whole empire, and no one remembers that the reason why these heroes became trapped beasts was because of them.

How many people believe that Gu Chen really committed treason?

Almost zero.

Everyone knows that he is a human-shaped weapon created by the empire.

He was selected from his childhood, and he put it in soldiers every day to practice and kill, and implanted his desire for blood into his bones - so he was invincible on this battlefield. His life was for the empire, and his death was for the empire, and everything was rightly for the empire. He regarded the empire as his mission, so how could he treason?

But people's hearts are often much more complicated than black and white. They all know Gu Chen's ability and know more about how sharp this knife is. If it is, although it is only if it is—

What if the blade is facing you?

What if he wants to settle the score?

They had killed Gu Chen and other generals' families. Instead of waiting for the sword hanging above their heads to fall one day, it would be better to cooperate with the royal family and lock them up in the seventh district where there was no grass in their lives. Anyway, they are already monsters, so shouldn't they stay where the monsters stay?

There is only one thing they completely miscalculated.

This cage won't lock these monsters forever.

The royal behavior became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Kou Qiu clearly felt that the people in District 7 were busy. Even the prisoners who were locked up realized something, as if they had smelled the restlessness in the air. The entire District 7 was like a beast whose heads gradually woke up, and began to roar and hit the iron cage that firmly trapped it.

Kou Qiu's life was still the same. The only thing that was unhappy was that his voice had not fully recovered, so he could not sing the lullaby.

For the first time, he saw what a man who was hypnotized without human sleeping pills looked like. He really opened his eyes until dawn. He seemed to feel uncomfortable, his eyebrows were locked tightly, and he couldn't close his eyes and rest for a while. When he got up the next day, his eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots.

Kou Qiu felt so distressed that he asked the system: [How can I let him have a sleep?]

The system was reciting the new era and new ideas in his heart. After hearing this, he immediately replied: [Tired?]

Kou Qiu said: [It makes sense, how can you be tired?]

The system thought about it and said: [You sleep with him?]

Kou Qiu:【......】

He was sure that what he was reading was not in his mind at all.

What a mess this is all about!

There is no purity of the mind at all!!

General Gu was on the same path as the system. On the first day, he was considerate of Kou Qiu's body, but on the next day, he took the initiative to touch the bed and hugged him.

Just do it, and ask for his opinion: "Is it OK?"

Kou Qiu: "..."

"You didn't object," Gu Chen slowly understood and opened his belt and took off the snow-white gloves on his hand. "I understand."

Kou Qiu: "..."

You understand a ghost!

Even if I object, I have to say it!!
To be continued...