Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 62: Zhao Bian’an

Shanghai hasn’t come out of the rainy season. It’s raining a lot, which makes people feel a little upset. Liang Sen is still sitting there reading the newspaper and drinking coffee as usual by the swimming pool of the Dongjiao villa. I don’t care about major news events, because for people at their level, it’s hard to see news that interest them in the real world.

But what Liang Sen likes is the atmosphere of sitting by the pool and reading the newspaper. Of course, it would be better if this rainy day could end sooner.

The solution in a burgundy suit came out of the room. He seemed to always be rigorous with his own obsessive-compulsive disorder. For example, his boss now only wears loose pajamas, but he even The ties are meticulously tied, which I have to say are two completely different attitudes to life.

"This is the news that has just been received. Yunnan Wang Qiming sent a notice to the rest of the country's bigwigs through the background authority of the official account, saying that he learned of a situation. Recently, several senior officials from India have arrived in his territory. Audience, it means to let any big boss including you, the boss, take the time to have a look."

Jie Ji is Liang Sen’s assistant, not only on the side of the game company, in fact, Liang Sen has many things left to him, even the backstage authority of his own official account is given to Jie Ji to help. Take care of yourself.

"Huh."

Liang Sen just responded softly and took a sip of coffee.

"Boss, why didn't Wang Qiming go there himself? He is the boss guarding Yunnan." Xiezhen obviously has some confusion about this.

"He is in retreat recently. It seems that the secrets of Yunnan Worm Valley have been almost unearthed by him. That guy locked himself up as a bug, probably waiting for the moment when the cocoon is reborn, you let him It is obviously impossible to come out in advance for this little matter.

Unless it's the tycoon deity from India who has crossed the boundary, it is only a few high-level listeners coming over, and he really has no time to manage. "

It turned out to be like this. Xie Ji nodded thoughtfully. He didn't ask his boss if he was willing to take a trip. After all, Yunnan is also a small half of China from Shanghai, which is indeed too far away, and his boss It's not the kind of person who likes to take care of things. This is clearer than anyone else.

"It's okay, someone will take care of it. If it's in Yunnan, then the one in Guizhou shouldn't be able to sit still." Liang Sen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then faintly said: "Those few ran over for no reason The Indians, oh no, it’s said that the listeners over there call the high-level audience a bodhisattva. Hehe, those bodhisattvas are probably out of luck."

"Guizhou?" Xianzhen recalled some information in his mind, and then said: "The big guy in Guizhou, is his name Zhao Bian'an?"

"Yes, it is Zhao Bian'an. Since Wang Qiming said that a few Indian Bodhisattvas have come, Zhao Bian'an will definitely not be able to sit still. Unless someone else happens to be in the story world, he will definitely go."

"Why?" Jie asked.

"Zhao Bian'an's grandfather died in the 62-year self-defense counterattack against India. His father also died accidentally while defending the border between China and India."

Jie Jin pursed her lips, looking a little emotional.

"Hey, what a coincidence." Liang Sen reached out and flicked a piece of news in the newspaper. "The Indians on the border over there seem to be doing things again, and the Bodhisattva from here is here."

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"Drink?"

On Qingpo, a man in a white vest handed a bottle of drink to the woman.

If the fat guy is sure to see this woman here at this time, his eyes will fall out of surprise, isn't this the woman who went to Lugu Lake to find herself and then let herself drive to Dali.

The woman hesitated. For a moment, she seemed to be thinking about how to deal with the relationship between herself and the man in front of her. With a limited view, the one who needs a woman to think about the relationship is naturally impossible.

After a while, the woman took the drink and took a sip.

"Went to the place of proving the Dao?" The man sat on the floor. The clear facial contour lines looked very three-dimensional in the sunshine of Dali. This is a man who is nearly forty years old, that is, in general. The uncle is not too old, but he has long since disappeared, giving people a sense of maturity and stability.

A vest naturally can't conceal the sturdy muscles of the whole body. The man is not tall and big, but the whole person feels extremely tough.

The woman didn't sit down like the man, and when the man asked, she just nodded silently.

"I remember right, some news came out a while ago, and now the guardian of the realm of the Dao has been replaced." The man said sighfully, "The guardian of the land of the Dao, Xu Fugui After handing over, he dug out his wife’s ashes and then died."

The man still remembers the man who stood up from the coffin and nodded to himself when he was preaching before, and at that time, he felt an aura in that person that he felt very depressing. .

But he was such a strong man, but he didn't know that he was already dead. He didn't realize it long after he left the land of proving to regain freedom, but then the dust returned to the dust, and it was gone.

For his ending, it was really surprising.

"It's a change. My name is Su Bai." The woman replied. She felt that the man in front of her didn't know who Su Bai was, because no matter what Su Bai's life background was, the current Su Bai was just A high-level listener is only a beginner, so naturally he can't enter this big brother's law.

"I know this."

It’s a little surprising that this man seems to have known Su Bai a long time ago,

"The child of Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu, hehe, a test product produced by the two of them back then is said to be a very interesting guy."

After speaking, the man pointed his finger at his head.

The woman smiled slightly. In front of the man, she didn't need to hide anything, she said directly: "I am indeed mentally ill, because I can't stop me from taking the tombstones out, so I just prepared to smash all the tombstones in the land of the Dao. Broken."

"Oh...hehehe." The man laughed, "Have you ever experienced despair?"

"Of course."

The story world is often full of despair.

"And he grew up in despair." The man said with a smile, "Actually, your current strength is not inferior to that of the preacher, but it is the hurdle that you can overcome. But go, maybe, you can learn from him.

The higher we cannot go, the more we treat ourselves as gods and nobles. In fact, because of the higher the strength, the higher the survival rate in the story world, but in essence We are actually worse than ordinary people. The higher we go, the easier it is to forget. In fact, we are just a group of desperadoes. "

"You mean, he was actually betting against me then?"

"Maybe, it is possible that you persist until the end, and he is the one who counsels first."

The woman was silent for a while, and said: "A few Indians here, are you not going to go down?"

"Wait a moment." The man still sat on the grass, looking very calm.

"Waiting for them to seriously hurt those two...or even kill them?" The woman seems to know the life experience of the person in front of him called Zhao Bian'an. In fact, the woman and Zhao Bian'an are from the same age, but Zhao Bian Ann has already preached, and she is still stuck there. In some story world about the state of mind, the radio will often torture you with your most unbearable past. Therefore, basically people of the same era, they are between each other. It’s hard to really count as a secret.

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Bian'an looked at the woman in a puzzled manner, "Chen Ru, you think so, which makes me surprised."

"I'm not surprised, because we know each other very well." This woman, named Chen Ru, "I can understand your resentment towards that country. It may be because of the broadcast restraint or you may be disdainful of it. Transfer your anger to ordinary people in India, the latter may be bigger.

However, I think the audience from India seems to be a good vent for your anger.

You don't have a psychological burden to shoot against them, and even if they cross the border themselves, you, as one of the leaders guarding the southwest, are justified in your shot. "

"Why do I deliberately wait for those people to die before taking action?" Zhao Bian'an asked.

"Because of this, you have a reason to kill them, not just expel them." Chen Ru replied like this, "Moreover, the reason why you don't do it now is that you are waiting for that moment?"

Zhao Bian’an shook his head, “This may be the reason why you haven’t advanced yet. Sometimes it’s too easy to be blinded by things. I’m sitting here and waiting. I don’t want to wait for those few. The Indian Bodhisattva manslaughter gave me the reason for sanctioning them. I just think it’s not time for me to take action. After all, fighting with opponents of the same rank is also a very precious experience for those people."

"Why?" Chen Ru obviously couldn't understand.

"Why?" At this time ~IndoMTL.com~Zhao Bian'an slowly stood up. He had predicted that the situation had begun to tilt, "The reason is very simple. You should know that my grandfather is In 1962, I was sacrificed in the self-defense counterattack against India. Later, my father died on the southern border of Tibet. Why did they sacrifice?

Yes, it's nothing more than being able to block the enemy in front of the country and keep the enemy out of the country.

If you are a listener from another country, I guess I’m too lazy to pay attention to it, and I’m too lazy to be a good person, and I don’t even have the interest to help out, but since this time it’s Indians;

Can I watch them crossing the boundary to take away people from our own side or kill people in our own circle?

Although this reason is naive to people of our level, since we are alive, we have to insist on something. "

The voice just fell,

Zhao Bian'an's figure disappeared in place,

Only Chen Ru is still standing there, with a thoughtful expression on his face.