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Edgar once told a short story, which impressed Chu Yunsheng deeply. The analogy means that people who have betrayed have a higher chance of betraying next time than those who have never betrayed.
It's not discrimination, it's experience.
So he wasn't too surprised when Ashley refused to acknowledge him. He just felt that his eyes should be equipped with a pair of glasses, which made him a little depressed. He always felt that being able to stand in front of Dill had resolutely protected little Jacob. Kind people would betray for various reasons. He believed that this was the case in troubled times, but how could there be so many conspiracies and conspiracies?
This is not in line with his usual logic. Could it be that this kind of thing is always separate? There is an angel and a devil living in everyone's heart at the same time?
Who knows...
All in all, there was something strange about this matter. Edgar's little story did have a shadow in his heart. He was just to prevent this at the time and did not give Ashley much authority. To put it bluntly, it was a hard job and thankless. The greatest power is still in the hands of Boutney, how can Asher fight back? In addition, although the probability of betrayal by a traitor is high, it is by no means inevitable. It is still a small probability event. Otherwise, how could there be so many surrenders in ancient and modern times at home and abroad? Without enough benefits and motivation, who is willing to go through all the trouble?
Chu Yunsheng had a rough idea of the cause through Dill and the old blood clan, but how could Ashley not admit her confidence and courage? She needed to ask Boutni and others to find out for sure.
Chu Yunsheng admired himself very much. After encountering the civil strife of the vampire collective, his mood was not much worse. He could still maintain a normal mind and think about the root cause of the problem.
After all, when he returned to Earth, he was really just a bare gun. He didn’t even have a body, so wasn’t he just a bare gun barrel?
Now, not only do I have a barely usable body. There are also people who actually follow me and keep up. It can't be said to be a failure.
When he left the line of fire and headed north, he was riding alone and seemed to have a strong aura, confidence and might. He didn't even look back, but in fact, he didn't have much confidence. Will someone follow? If there is none and he turns around again, it will be really embarrassing and embarrassing.
Although he does not necessarily need a blood knight to survive on this planet. But no one has the bleak feeling of following up, and it always makes people feel that they have failed as a human being. Moreover, the heroic words that were split in the line of fire suddenly became a joke and a clown.
Fortunately, someone followed him, and he never looked back. He didn't know how many there were, but as long as there was one, it was considered a success.
This is different from being an immortal king on earth. At that time, it was the Immortal King who was followed, but now he was followed, so the feeling was completely different.
It seems that my poor charm value used to only attract "silly" characters such as Yu Xiaohai and Silly Da Chong. Has it increased a lot recently?
Rather than admiring himself, he admired the people who followed him up. They were really brave!
If only they knew that they would face a devastating blow from a cardinal at any time, or that what he was thinking at the moment did not seem domineering. Will the collective immediately turn around and run away?
In any case, these are the first batch of people who are attracted in large numbers by relying on their "charm value" rather than force and signs such as being the best in the world. In the future, they will have the misfortune to face the cardinal with him. Threats, Chu Yunsheng never wanted to treat them badly. Be sure to arm them.
This is responsible for themselves and for them. They followed, even though some of them may have had various helplessness and reasons, but they did risk their lives for themselves.
"Cross the line of fire and follow me from now on. I will never abandon you!"
This is the promise Chu Yunsheng made to them, and it is also the true intention he has always adhered to——
As good as you are to me, I will be good to you; as bad as you are to me, I will be as bad to you!
From the latter point of view, Zhu Lingdie's father Zhu Xirui was not completely wrong.
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Running wildly all the way until the bloody war horse showed signs of foaming at the mouth, Chu Yunsheng reined in the reins. Judging from the simple map Amir drew for him, his current location was approximately around We ran a full circle in the direction of China Camp.
The reason why he wanted to stop here was, firstly, to put as much distance as possible from the scene of the sand cricket massacre and to get out of the cardinal's "sight". Secondly, he had to solve an unavoidable matter before entering the Chinese camp - —
The aura of his and the blood knights' natural enemies.
This matter is very troublesome and tricky. Otherwise, there will be a gap between the people following you and yourself. Even if they have no choice but to follow because they have no way out, the vigilance and rejection in their hearts cannot be compensated. There will always be a gap between them. Layers of barriers.
But everything has two sides. Even if the situation is as bad as this, it is not impossible to turn bad things into good things. It may still be an opportunity. The problem is that he must have the ability to come up with some good solutions.
He was thinking about this problem along the way and had no clue. Now the horse was tired and had to stop. Looking at the figures gradually approaching, time became increasingly urgent. Chu Yunsheng had to use his full strength to lead and control. I have some cunning skills in this area, racking my brains to think of a way.
A person cannot be a top all-rounder. Even if a person has comprehensive qualifications, he must choose one direction to reach the top. As strong as Ding Yan, although he has fire ability, he has never been the strongest in Sky City in this regard. I am afraid that even the people of Sanyuantian can beat him to pieces. Human energy is limited. He devotes a lot of time to integrating and leading various forces and resources. How can he have time to practice and improve his skills? Fire energy combat power?
This is the same as Chu Yunsheng. Chu Yunsheng is very clear that his advantage lies in force. He has no choice but to invest a lot of energy and time in training to consolidate and strengthen the combat advantage that he relies on for survival.
The remaining pitiful energy and time can be spent on integrating and leading a team after dealing with eating, drinking, and defecating, fighting against all kinds of open and covert attacks, and entangling high-level experts such as the Shadow Guardians. Almost equal to zero.
Chu Yunsheng knows better than anyone what he relies on to survive to this day. So I would never, let alone dare to do something that puts the cart before the horse.
It's just that he has to face this matter now. No matter how clumsy the plan is, he has to find a way to resolve it.
Looking at the figures getting closer and closer, especially Ba Yi's charming face and the degenerate person behind him, a series of relationship diagrams emerged in Chu Yunsheng's mind. A very bold idea was born!
Opposite him, Ba Yi was panting, with his hands on his hips, unable to run anymore. Breathing heavily, the person behind him staggered to the ground when he saw him stop.
They are humans, not horses!
His throat was so dry that it was smoking. There was really nothing he could swallow to quench his thirst. Ba Yi gave Chu Yunsheng a cursing look. But he couldn't help but shiver when he found that Chu Yunsheng suddenly put on a strange posture and looked at him with an "evil" look!
As if aware of some kind of danger, Ba Yi subconsciously took a half step back, holding back his fatigue, flexing his brick-like muscles, and said warily: "You, what do you want to do!?"
"...Fake, don't come over!..."
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Zheng Youting looked at He Ning's hurried away figure and shook the fat on his stomach. There was an envious look in the corners of his eyes.
"Fucking civil servants are great. They can join the establishment wherever they go. I used to be just a small household registration policeman who dealt with aunties all day long. But I took advantage of the chaos in camp management and came here. In less than a few days, this girl has become a real person. I am so envious of my brother!"
"Well, after all, I am also a businessman. I was once a wealthy man. He wore gold and silver and drove a BMW..."
"He was actually judged as a useless person with no real ability to work by the bunch of pigheads in the management office. My brother is a body longing for labor reform. Have you seen it? Here, here, and here, are there any? Are there any! "
"Gulu..."
"Uh, what's the sound... It sounds like I'm hungry..." "
"Sister Xiao He is still kind-hearted. She knows my brother well and knows that he is trapped in water. She insists on bringing food every day. Well, when I get rich..."
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While muttering and feeling extremely depressed, Zheng Youzhou shuttled between various and colorful tents, squeezed through a narrow passage, and came to a crowded place with mixed voices.
This is a market that formed spontaneously, and it is also a place where the fat man Zheng You is at home. Today he has a big deal to negotiate, and he has to wait for a heavyweight, and this big shot was established through He Ningcai.
The fat man was very shrewd. Ever since He Ning learned from He Ning the source of the food Chu Yunsheng gave them in the backpack, he had been trying his best to restrain himself. No matter how hungry he was, he would never touch the food in the backpack and would rather accept He Ning's food. Jieji, despite being "unmoved" when others looked at him, was sensitively aware that the contents of the backpack, and even the backpack itself, were great opportunities for him, "Mr. Zheng", to rise again!
Those are items produced by a life civilization with extremely advanced technology on this planet. The upper echelons of the camp will definitely have an interest that cannot be suppressed!
All he needs now is a suitable informant and a safe opportunity to "dedicate" to the country, so as to find a solid political backer and become the top red-top businessman he has always dreamed of on earth.
From this point of view, he and He Ning were tied together. After all, the ownership of the backpack and the contents in it actually belonged to her.
However, the purpose is always the same. Only when he becomes a red-top businessman can he gain a foothold in this camp, and then become prosperous, and then have the opportunity to get various supports from his backers, contact the outside world and even that life civilization, and find that He had already guessed the source of the energy block.
What can he accomplish by himself? Maybe he would be eaten right after leaving the camp.
The fat man looked at his watch. It seemed a little early. The man hadn't come yet, so he wandered around. In such a short time, he didn't forget to see if he could find other business opportunities in the market. Once the "dedication" was successful, , he is about to show off his skills.
He stopped in a place surrounded by people and listened to the people inside speaking mysteriously about some gossip he had heard two days ago.
"This is a done deal. My nephew was in the search team and almost had a fight with the Americans."
"I seem to have seen strange things in the military camp, but to say that they are from three thousand years ago is too ridiculous. What can survive the wind and sun for three thousand years without getting damaged?"
"You are ignorant. The scientific team is said to have confirmed that it indeed crashed here three thousand years ago."
"Isn't it said to be an archaeological site? Why did it become a spaceship again?"
"Ask me. Who am I asking? Anyway, this is the news revealed above. If it weren't for the fact that there is an American camp to the north, and people are eyeing this camp and are determined to win it, maybe we would have moved the camp long ago."
"Aren't there two divisions of troops in our camp? Wasn't Asan in the south forced to shit that time? How could he be useless when he saw Americans?"
"What kind of equipment do they have? What kind of equipment do we have? How much actual combat experience do they have and how much do we have? How many years have they not missed a shot?"
"Isn't it said that Americans are afraid of death and casualties? Our combat effectiveness has not always been..."
"You have watched too much CCTV!"
"That is, do you think those soldiers are really willing to sacrifice their lives for some people in the camp who are still seeking privileges? I heard that many officials have arranged for their children to bring large quantities of food to the American camps. They would rather believe that the Americans They don’t trust our two divisions if they can protect their sons and daughters.”
"Speaking of which, I am an "American" to begin with. I have an American passport."
"It's so damn dark, is there any hope..."
"They are not all that kind of people. There are still far-sighted people above. Alas, we ordinary people should not worry about these things blindly. It is none of our business! If it doesn't work, just go to the American camp. It might not be the same life. Even better than now.
By the way, don’t you want to see the carrots? How many? All my radishes are brought from my hometown. What a carrot! No bug eyes. "
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Damn it, the fat man cursed secretly: He was just here to buy radishes, why are you talking about important things in the camp? It made me listen with my ears perked up for a long time.
Zheng Youping has no interest in ruins from three thousand years ago or a crashed spaceship. He firmly believes that people should do what they should realistically do at whatever position and level they are at. As for the complaints of the carrot buyers and carrot sellers, the fat man even sneered. .
"They are not black and do not seek privileges. Why do you call me fat? How can I get along? I obviously have no ability. I am still jealous. What a bunch of bastards. No wonder they are selling carrots..."
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit walked from a distance. His face is slightly thin, his skin is fair, his hair is shiny and neat, he wears gold-rimmed glasses, his clothes are clean, and there is not a trace of dirt on his leather shoes. With a briefcase under his arm, he looked like a master who had never experienced hardship.
Seeing this man, the fat man immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.
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Covered with the salty smell of sea water, Andre John finally stepped onto the land in high spirits. He leaned down, kissed the earth, and murmured: "This will be my John's new world!"
A ragged boy ran over in a hurry and uncooperatively interrupted his dream: "Bos, what should we do with those broken ships and natives?"
As soon as he saw the broken ships in the sea that looked like they were about to sink at any moment, Andirou's dream of rising into the sky was immediately a little discouraged. He waved his hand and said impatiently: "Let Gus handle it. As one of the partners, He should shoulder this responsibility and leave a way out for us."
Andilu, who is full of strength, recently defeated the strongest natives on the pirates. It is when he is full of confidence. He really doesn't want to see those things that are defeated, but he is still very smart. In case he cannot stand on land. , there is always an island as a retreat, and now the natives there regard him as a god.
However, those boats were a bit too dilapidated, and they were too far away from the maritime kingdom he dreamed of.
Andrew's main ship landed, and the exploration team who was leading the way received the signal early. One of the black men, who was full of bullets and holding a submachine gun, quickly rushed over and said flatteringly: "Big Boss, good news, there is an American in the south." Camp, in Oregon, Jirebos has contacted them. Now it is said that in addition to guarding against the Chinese further south, they also have to face all kinds of strange creatures. By then, as long as you, Bos, show your superhuman strength , conquer their hearts, and we will have a real base! God bless!"
"It's not that simple." Andrew's eyes showed a gloomy and shrewd look, and he stood up and said: "However, this will be an era of heroes. Sooner or later, the great American people will follow my footsteps. At least I am a true Americans! Well, let’s go meet the congressmen who are probably already struggling. Duncan, let’s lead the way!”
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There is another update in the evening.
In addition, let me say it very seriously again, Black Blood is the first book of Piao Huo. I have been writing seriously what I want to write and the Black Blood in my heart, so please rest assured that although I feel guilty about not updating, but It will definitely not be TJ or unfinished.
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