Chapter 449 (2/2)

Warlord Chen Ran 36270K 2022-07-21

Abedan can imagine that a speeding car suddenly hit his son. The impact of that moment made Langdon's body fracture in many places. He would be thrown into a corner of the street like a doll, and then the driver and passers-by would surround him. But by that time, he was dead!Dead!

”No!” Abaddon growled and burst into tears.

He grabbed his son by the shoulder and tried to shake him up, just as sometimes Langdon would wake him up from his sleep with violent shaking. But this time, Langdon won't wake up again. But with Abaddon's action, Langdon's hand on his body fell to the ground weakly, revealing a bloody abdomen. Abaddon seems to have found something. He calms down, and then he sees several narrow openings in Langdon's abdomen.

It looks like it's been stabbed.

This idea excited abedan, and he stood up abruptly. At this time, the city defense officers were preparing to leave. Abbedan quickly stopped them: ”Sir, sir!”

The city defense officer who knocked on the door made a sign to his companion, then turned and walked back: ”what's the matter? Sir

Abaddon pointed his trembling finger to his son's abdomen: ”look here, it's not a traffic accident. Sir, Langdon was killed, stabbed to death. ”

The city defense officer calmly looked at the father who had lost his son and sighed deeply: ”listen, sir. If you think of it as a traffic accident, believe me. It's good for you and me. The troublemaker will send a large amount of compensation tomorrow morning. Sir, I know you are very sad, but there are some things you'd better not go into. After all, even if you know the truth, your child won't come back, will he? ”

Patting Abaddon on the shoulder, the city official sighed and turned to leave. Abaddon stood on the spot stupefied. For him, the world collapsed. But for the world, there is only one dispensable person missing.

The world continues to operate according to its own laws and will not change because of the absence of any person.

If you give fate a will, it must be the God of pranks. In the script it composed, not everyone is a favorite. Some people are favored by it, while others are mercilessly abandoned by it. Light and dark constantly crisscross, there is luck, there is misfortune, there is happiness, there must be pain.

This has always been the case.

”Which army do you want me to join, hammer of destruction?” Asked bossig suspiciously.

”The hammer of destruction?” Kraft sneered, ”they're a bunch of lunatics, butchers. If you join them, you're really going to die. Besides, you're not qualified. What I asked you to join is the golden Tomahawk reserve force, which is also called the recruit camp. Generally, you will only be responsible for patrolling the camp and transporting war supplies, and you will not directly go to the front line to participate in the battle. In this way, your probability of death is infinitely close to zero. ”

”In addition, I've borrowed three fifth class guards from Andrew's family to accompany you disguised as recruits. They will ensure your safety. And just get through this war and wait for you to come back. Your experience, together with some of my artistic embellishments, will become a glorious history. And the dazzling light is enough to cover up any stain. ” Kraft looked at his son and said, ”don't you often ask me what politics is? Look, this is politics!”

Kraft sighed as he looked at the puzzling Bosch. He knew that his son was too young, but no one came from his youth, including him. He only hopes that through this military career, he can create a brilliant experience for his son and make him mature as soon as possible.

The Western expeditionary army set out in the west, and numerous undercurrents surged in ashgartri. The big, the small, the bright and the dark all point to the unknown earth in the West!