"So, do you agree to the alliance?!"
Luo Lun was stunned for a long time, his expression agitated, but the next sentence of sin seemed to pour cold water on him.
Sin said indifferently: "I'm sorry, Mr. Laurent, just wait for the alliance's affairs."
"This...why is this?"
Loren looked puzzled. In his opinion, the Fight Crime Organization, like the war zone, has the idea of overthrowing and defeating the new world. Wouldn't it be better if the two parties join forces
"Three days."
Sin saw Loren’s doubts and stretched out three fingers and said: "Give me three days, and I will give you an answer to your war zone."
"…OK then."
Loren sighed lightly, obviously a little lost.
"It's getting late, Mr. Laurent, let's go and rest first. The lounge is on the fourth floor. The room is ready for you."
Hearing these words, Luoren knew that the sin was trying to distract him and Arnold and discuss with Zhang Heng and the others about the alliance, so he nodded and left the conference room with Arnold, who was stiff and in a state of extreme panic. .
"It's up to you to decide whether to do it alone or to alliance with the theater."
Just as Loren had guessed, he put a cigarette on the crime, and after taking a sip, he said to everyone.
Amy was the first to speak: "I am opposed to the Alliance for the same reasons as before. I am not worried about the combat effectiveness of the theater army. If we really go to war with the new world, aside from winning, I think we can act on our own. , Although the death rate of such personnel may be a little higher..."
After listening, sin rarely refuted Amy’s remarks in front of everyone: "Amy, I have already said the last incident. It was not someone’s fault, but we underestimated the new world. The sins are so stable that you forget how cruel the world is. Even if you blame yourself and have doubts about the war zone, I can understand it, but I hope you can come out as soon as possible. I know Amy, it won’t be in the current state."
Amy was silent, but the palm of her hand hidden under the table clenched tightly.
Just as Sin said, after the last heavy blow, Amy has not completely walked out of the shadow of his heart. No matter what he is doing now, he judges with suspicion. He no longer wants to experience such a painful event. No matter who is lost, it is an unbearable suffering for Amy.
"If it can reduce casualties, I agree with the alliance."
Zero close the comics, that cute little face is full of serious expressions. For her, whether she acts alone or in alliance, it is actually the same, but she has carefully thought about it. If it is in alliance, this might reduce the destruction. Because of the casualties of the crime, she would agree.
"I also agree with the alliance!"
Zhang Heng didn’t know if his opinion counted, but he still expressed his opinion: “Since everyone’s goals are the same, I don’t think there is any problem with the league. Isn’t it good for everyone?”
"That... I also think the league is a good choice."
King Axe smiled and touched his head. Unlike fighting, he is not good at thinking about these problems with his head, but if he thinks of alliance with the war zone, he may be able to see those former comrades, so he subconsciously agrees to the alliance.
"Ah, I'm against it! The war zone is at least a few thousand kilometers away from our stable zone, so I don't bother to go..."
Greedy Wolf suddenly "resurrected with full blood" and jumped up from his seat. He once went to a war zone because of a mission. The environment is bad, let alone the distance. The distance is still so far, that trip to the war zone almost didn't make him feel angry. .
"Oh? Do you disagree because of the distance?"
Sin smiled and smiled brilliantly. It could almost fascinate a girl, but such a smile made the greedy wolf involuntarily shiver. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Yes, it's not too far away. If you go, It's not impossible..."
"very good."
Sin patted the head of the greedy wolf and ushered in a protest of dissatisfaction with the greedy wolf raising his fist, but sin directly bypassed the protest of the greedy wolf, looked at everyone seriously, and said: "Since everyone has no objections, then, It was decided in this way that we fight crime and will join the war zone alliance to fight against the new world!"
At nine o'clock in the evening, the fourth floor of the villa, in the lounge.
"Wow, it's been a long time since I lay in such a comfortable bed! If Ronnie knew that I was sleeping on such a soft big bed, she would definitely be envious!"
"Hmm...it seems I have to write a thousand words, oh no, ten thousand words! Show Ronnie at that time! Hahaha..."
Arnold is one or two years younger than Zhang Heng. This young Long Shuo, who has just turned 20, is now in the shape of a "big" character, lying on a pure cotton with a very happy and comfortable expression. Spring bed.
"God! Lord Laurent, have you seen it? This bed is actually flexible!"
Arnold is like a child who discovers a new toy, jumping on the bed with excitement. I have to say that this kind of behavior is simply a model of the middle and second youth.
"Is this pillow actually made of wool? Oh my god, it's so soft!"
Just bouncing doesn’t seem to be enough for Arnold. He grabbed a white pure wool pillow and hugged it in his arms with a face of intoxication. With that mesmerizing expression, it seemed that he was not holding the pillow, but his lover. Same.
A very realistic and very real thing.
From birth to the present, Arnold has been living in a war zone with constant wars. The comfortable living environment like the Anding District gave him the illusion of being in heaven.
"You give me enough! It's almost ten o'clock now, your kid just keep me quiet, don't disturb others to rest!"
Loren, who was flipping through the books on the side, finally couldn't stand Arnold's jumping and noisy emotions, and he uttered a rant.
"Oh oh!"
Anyway, Arnold slightly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and leaned to Loren's side and smiled and said, "Master Luoren, you said, if I take away one of the pillows here, would that count as stealing?"
Luo Lun had just drunk a sip of tea in his mouth and almost squirted it out. He glared at Arnold, and sighed in a voice that hates iron and steel, "Hey, taking you out is really the worst decision I have ever made. ."
"Hey, how can it be, if it weren't for Lord Laurent to bring me out, I wouldn't know that there really is a heaven in this world!"
Obviously, Arnold has already regarded this place as a paradise. He reluctantly hugged the pillow as if a child didn’t want to abandon his beloved toy. He whispered to himself: “I plan to give this pillow to Ronnie. Well, her wooden pillow seems to have not been changed for a long time..."
Hearing Arnold’s thought, Loren smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: “It’s all right, you go and rest. I’ll talk to the crime-fighting boss tomorrow and see if it can be used. The resources of our war zone exchange some daily necessities with them."
"Really! Great! Lord Lauren, you are really great!"
Arnold excitedly hugged Luoren, ignoring Luoren's struggles. This pure-minded young man has even begun to fantasize about the scene when he returns to the war zone with that soft spring bed.
In the middle of the night, Luoren closed the book and came to Arnold's bed lightly to help him cover the kicked quilt.
"Old friend, your child, he is so old..."
Luo Lun stared blankly at Arnold's face with a happy smile even when he slept. Unknowingly, his thoughts floated to the scene when he took Arnold away from his dead comrade-in-arms more than ten years ago.
"Can this world really change?..."
Loren lay on the bed, with slightly muddy eyes looking at the night sky through the window. What Arnold had just shown gave this middle-aged soldier who has experienced countless wars a heartfelt generosity.
I can't remember how many years the war lasted, nor how many innocent people died, but children like Arnold who lost their parents in the war are countless in the war zone.
If those children are used to form a ten-thousand corps, at least hundreds can be formed.
Every moment is filled with gunpowder smoke, and the trumpet that is sounded every day for war is like "music" that can be heard everywhere.
Survival = fight.
In such an environment, even three-year-old children know what is fighting and what is war, whether they are children or adults, for them, only by holding up the weapons in their hands can they have the qualifications to live.
This is the war zone in Loren’s memory, a war zone where people die every moment...