Longmen Memoirs

"Godfather?" The emperor, who was sitting behind his desk, looked at the capable angel in astonishment.

Texas explained: "He has a daughter, and the capable angel recognized his daughter as his god sister."

Ordinary people may not be able to do this kind of thing, but who calls this person a capable angel? With the optimistic and out-of-the-box personality of a capable angel, it is not surprising that she will do anything. This guy has a history of burning down the school more than ten times.

The emperor's surprise quickly disappeared, thinking about it, he was an angel after all.

Satako Alien.

"Hehe..." Angel Neng touched his head in embarrassment: "Xiao Mo is very cute, and you can't blame me. I think no matter who sees it, he wants to take it home as much as I do."

Neng Tianshang said with some pity: "Tsk... Originally I wanted to claim my daughter, but he said he couldn't make the decision. I heard that Xiao Mo's mother is still a police officer in the Guards Bureau, with a very high level. Boss You also know what we do, but I don’t have the guts to look for it anyway.”

"So you just accepted a godfather?" the emperor asked in a complicated tone.

"What a diversionary strategy. Godfather is just a joke. He's not much older than me. I won't be in trouble if he really becomes my godfather. Besides, boss, what do you think, if we have any problems in the future, we will be imprisoned?" If you go in, can't you still find my godmother to get someone else?"

I have to say that the brains of capable angels usually turn faster, and apart from her unreliable personality, she is still a bit clever.

But with her little cleverness, she would probably be miserable if she saw Chen.

"Okay, let's go back to the topic just now. What does this person do?" The emperor looked at Texas and slightly crossed his wings...? : "Texas, you should know that ordinary people in our industry can't do it, but I think your friends in Texas can't be ordinary people either. Let's talk about it."

The capable angel also looked at Texas with curiosity, waiting for Texas to speak.

Texas thought for a moment.

But if you wanted Texas to describe a person in as complete a language as possible, it would be too difficult for her.

"He's very skilled." Texas said simply, and seemed to feel uncomfortable adding: "...better than me."

"That's it?" Angel Neng was greatly disappointed. "It's too perfunctory, Texas. What about other things, besides his skills, what did he do before, what are his hobbies, his personality, etc."

Enabled Angels are simply interested in gossip.

"I don't know." Texas shook his head.

She and Chen Mo only got along for a few months, and she spent half of that time lying in bed. Before that, Chen Mo was a complete stranger to Texas.

Texas still remembered that he woke up on the bed of the RV, and his original clothes had naturally been changed.

Still alive, just being alive is enough for Texas. When you open your eyes, you can see things and breathe the air. Only those who have been in precarious life for a long time will understand how lucky it is to be alive. .

"I don't know? Isn't he your old lover?"

"No." Texas shook his head.

The capable angel was a little helpless.

"Can't you just say something more, say something you know, anything. If you think about it carefully, you can still remember it, right?" Angel Neng asked, winking at the emperor. "We won't talk nonsense, right, boss?"

"I'm also a little interested in your friend in Texas." The Emperor said.

Texas frowned.

She tried hard to recall, and a few seconds later, Texas opened her mouth under the gaze of the angel and the emperor.

"I've heard people call him Snake."

The emperor's pupils shrank, and no one noticed his lack of concentration at this moment.

"Snake? Code name? I've never heard of it. Is it famous?"

"No... very ordinary."

Angel Neng thought for a while, but it was a pity that she had rarely heard of this code name since she always stayed in Longmen, and it was indeed not very famous.

After Texas finished saying this, she stared at the Emperor closely. She could clearly see the Emperor's tiny pupils.

The emperor suddenly understood that anyone who could reach his position would rarely be a fool. Texas seemed to do this on purpose.

Texas didn't ask anything, but she knew that the emperor would give her a reasonable reason.

She wanted to know why Chen Mo brought her directly to Penguin Logistics in the first place, and why she was so sure that Penguin Logistics would take her in.

He said that he was born in Longmen, just born. He has not been back for a long time. To him, this place is no different from a strange city.

No one will wait for him here, and there is no one he wants to find here.

"You've wanted to ask for a long time, right? Texas." The emperor stared at Texas and asked. "So, he's back?"

"Ah."

"Do you want to leave?"

"No, it's fine right now," Texas said.

"Why not ask him himself?"

"He won't tell me," Texas replied.

The emperor was a little helpless.

"You knew he wouldn't tell, so you came to ask me?"

"Yeah...sorry."

Angel Angel finally reacted. Listening to the conversation between Texas and the boss, even a fool should understand who they were talking about, especially after Texas said that code name.

"Boss, is it possible that you know friends in Texas?"

"We know each other." The Emperor said, "Speaking of which, Penguin Logistics has cooperated with him several times."

"Cooperation? Why didn't I know?" Angel Angel asked with wide eyes.

"It's intelligence cooperation, it's not within your scope of business." The emperor glanced at the capable angel and said, "The person in charge of this matter at the time was Mostema."

The capable angel suddenly paused like a machine gun that had jammed.

"She resigned for a while, do you still remember?"

"Remember, I asked her where she would go in the future, but she didn't tell me that she came to Texas that year." Angel Angel's voice was lowered. When Mostima said he was leaving, she felt very sad. A while.

She suddenly thought of something: "Boss, are you saying that the reason why Mostima left has something to do with Texas?"

"It has something to do with it." The emperor replied: "Mostima did not say he was resigning, but was seconded. In order to fill the vacancy after Mostima left, I have been looking for new people, and Texas was recommended by him. mine."

"So speaking of that, he and the boss are considered acquaintances to you, right?"

"Not sure yet." The Emperor shook his head.

"It's still like this. I'm still not sure. I said boss, why are you so cautious all of a sudden? Isn't it strange?"

"I mean I'm not sure if he and I are acquaintances." The emperor sighed invisibly: "Can you tell me that you don't usually read the news?"

"Oh, I don't watch it." Angel Neng replied: "No, it's none of my business whether I watch the news or not. Boss, can you make it clearer?"

"You will understand later, well, in short, I can't let Angel Angel join Penguin Logistics, [$

The capable angel looked at the emperor carefully up and down for a while, and she even had the courage to reach out and pinch the emperor's wings on the seat.

Ice-cold and slippery.

He took his hand back and touched his forehead.

"It's the real thing, not a fake leather case!" Angel Neng exclaimed in surprise, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, have you been under a lot of stress recently? Why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup?"

After almost having all his performance and bonuses deducted, Neng Angel finally calmed down a little.

"Texas, what does boss mean?" Ning Qiang put his hands behind his head and kicked his legs slightly as he walked beside Texas: "I always feel suspicious. Is he hiding something?" Let’s.”

"I don't know." Texas said calmly, without looking back.

"It must be." The capable angel said firmly: "Ah~ I feel like I'm hiding something at first sight. I'm so curious and want to know!"

Angel Angel turned his head and glanced at Texas' side face.

"Don't you want to know, Texas? What is the boss hiding? Maybe, no... I think it must have something to do with the godfather! I have a premonition, and this premonition is getting stronger and stronger."

Godfather, godfather, are almost being called by code names.

"Don't do anything stupid," Texas reminded.

"I'm just curious..." Angel Neng said, "I won't be able to sleep well at night until I figure it out."

"Just don't sleep."

"It makes sense." The capable angel nodded and lowered his face: "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Texas drawled a little.

She glanced at the capable angel and said:

"No... like."

Chapter 55 Dragons and Dragons ([-])

Everyone makes mistakes, some mistakes can be forgiven, and some mistakes cannot be forgiven, but no matter whether it can be forgiven or not, a mistake is a mistake. It is engraved in one's life and can never be erased.

But I always think about what is wrong and what is right?

I can’t help but wonder, is it wrong to kill someone with a knife just to survive?Is it wrong to kill someone you consider an enemy?Or, between the lives of one group of innocent people and the lives of another group of equally innocent people, who should I choose?

The people who infected were wrong, so the people who killed them were right?

There is never a best-of-both-worlds option in this world. You must lose before you can get it. There is no hatred without reason, and there is no love without reason.

Once a person stands too high, he will consider things that he should not consider originally. There will be too many things on your shoulders, making you unable to control yourself. Some people call it responsibility, and some people call it rights. It flows. What is in your blood vessels cannot be replaced. It makes you noble and tall, but it will also bring you all kinds of hardships and setbacks.

So love, family, friendship, and even memories from the past will be placed on your desk with clearly marked prices one by one. Gains and losses, pros and cons, trade-offs, every choice you make, every hesitation represents the feelings of countless people. In life, you control the fate of others, you control the life and death of others.

Because of this, you can no longer decide your own life, and because of this, you can no longer live the life you expect, and because of this, the future you imagined has gone the opposite way to you.

under these circumstances.

Different people will make different choices. Although the word "escape" may seem cowardly, in fact it is not the best way to leave.

The nights in Chernobog are not considered cold. In a city close to the north, the top of the command tower can overlook the night view of most of the city. The lights that light up in the darkness are like stars in the sky, and the cars traveling on the road are far away. From a distance, it looks like strips of light, flowing like veins in the blood vessels of the city.

The hustle and bustle of the city cannot be heard from the top of the high building, the night wind is howling, and the rose green branches and leaves at the feet are swaying slightly in the cold wind amid the silent lights.

Beneath the silver hair beside her ears is a pair of slightly cold eyes.

She was sitting on the rooftop of the command tower, her left hand resting on the side of her head, and the red armbands on the sleeves of her coat fluttering gently with the howling night wind.

The red eyes reflected the bustling night market, and some lights flickered like gems in the eyes.

The night view in front of you can easily bring back some unforgettable memories, maybe not unforgettable, but if you calm down and carefully recall the remaining memories in your mind, not many of them can be considered happy and unforgettable.

Everyone has one or two things that they cannot forget in their lifetime, but for her, she has too many things that cannot be forgotten, and these things are often accompanied by dripping hatred, cruelty, pain, struggle and confusion.

Her life could not be called happy, nor could it have anything to do with the word plain, so it was natural that she would experience so many changes and hardships later on.

But even so, she felt that her life was lucky enough. What was even more lucky was that in her childhood, she encountered a new turning point after losing all the happiness she thought she had. Loss is complicated and unforgettable.

She no longer resented her fate, because fate had been merciful to her enough. After leaving that city, she found her own path, what she needed to do, and the meaning of her existence.

Perhaps it was not her original intention to embark on this path at the beginning, but someone deliberately guided her to embark on this path, but now she does not regret her choice.

She never thought that one day she could change the world, and she never expected that she could change everyone's life. She was just completing what she was supposed to do. Maybe someone would do better than her. Maybe she was actually a I couldn't bear the pressure at first.

But now, everything is a foregone conclusion.

Now, she could no longer retreat, couldn't abandon everything here, couldn't abandon her compatriots who believed in her, couldn't abandon everyone she knew.

Everyone has to pay the price for their choices.

She has already paid the price of bearing too much weight.

Tallulah overlooked the new Chernobog. The wind brought the hustle and bustle of the city. In the hustle and bustle, invisible lights were singing, dancing, and families gathered around the same table to enjoy dinner.

There are police officers patrolling the streets in the dark, people walking in front of fast food restaurants, people walking home, no infected people dying in that corner, and no one having to hide in the stench of dark sewers.

Maybe there will still be conflicts that make the city administrators anxious, maybe there will still be people who are hostile to the infected, and maybe it will still be difficult for the infected to get along with ordinary people.

Perhaps there is still oppression in invisible places.

But everything is getting better. At least, there is a start and a place to stay.

They spent these years in the wind and frost, worrying about fleeing the Ursus warships and infected pickets patrolling the wasteland every day. For countless years, they have been looking forward to a place to live.

Now I have got it, not only got it, but even more than expected. Although there are constant contradictions, it is already very good.