There was a watch lying quietly in his open palm. It was an old-style cheap electronic watch from an unknown light machine factory. There were many lines engraved on the dial, but there were no numbers.
Although it was cheap, it was very durable. The slender hand tirelessly walked in circles under the influence of the weak current of the battery. It walked for so many years without stopping. It was like a planet orbiting around a star. It was also like people repeating scenes of parting in their lives.
Xu Le silently looked at the watch in his palm. He looked at the moving hand and the familiar electrolyte stain on the band. His heart beat faster and faster in his chest. A familiar voice that he had not heard for many years reappeared in his mind. This voice was buzzing and seemed to come from an empty underground mine …
"Of course I'm alive. I'm alive forever."
The middle-aged boss, whose tools were hanging behind his blue overalls, made a clanging sound in the wind. When they parted in the mine that autumn day, he casually threw the incredible bracelet to him and took off the cheap watch that the youth had worn for many years. Then he said a lot of complicated and literary words.
Xu Le had forgotten those words, but the one that left the deepest impression on him was this declaration that seemed sad at the time, but now it was arrogant and flirtatious.
In the last words, Feng Yu thought that his eyebrows were like knives. They were too straight and would suppress his vision and hurt his spirit. If he could change them, then he should change them.
A few years later, Xu Le was once again an orphan crying in sorrow. His pair of knife-like eyebrows were shaved sparsely because of his disguise, but the real him in the depths of his soul was still as straight as knives and had never changed.
Looking at the watch in his palm, his expression was very strange. His knife-like eyebrows gradually furrowed. They were furrowed so tightly that he felt a burst of pain between his eyebrows.
"Give me back the watch." Qi Dabing noticed his strange expression. He looked at the watch and shouted anxiously.
Xu Le still did not pay attention to him. He turned around and walked in with an expressionless face.
"Who is Qi Dabing? Why do you value him so much? If I want to find his teacher, how should I find him? And … how much do you know about this watch? "
The old man behind the table raised his head in confusion. When he saw the watch in Xu Le's hand, he tilted his head slightly as if he was thinking about something in the past. For some reason, the age spots on his face became clearer under the dim light.
"Isn't this the soldier's most precious watch? Why is it in your hands? As for his identity … Well, there's nothing special about it. He just has a very faint royal bloodline, which the entire organization knows. "
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The cold wind blew in the spacious conference room, and the heat outside the window could not enter at all. In the dim conference room, dozens of stern-looking imperial officers could be vaguely seen, but no noise could be heard. The discipline of the Imperial armies was fully displayed at this moment.
The thin screen in front of them kept scrolling through images and summaries of information. A high-definition picture of an imperial officer with a cold expression stayed at the top of the scrolling image. Beside the picture was an annotation of his identity: Qi Dabing, former vice-captain of the Fourth Brigade of the Imperial Special Forces, latest recipient of the Imperial Gold Star Medal.
"According to the joint investigation of the military and the intelligence bureau, this person is confirmed to be an important figure in the traitorous organization. The latest information shows that he should still be in the capital."
As the information on the screen scrolled through, the high-ranking officer in charge of the conference said in a deep voice, "There's one thing I need to remind everyone. This traitor may have a little royal bloodline in him. This is being confirmed by the Badge Administration Bureau, but … according to the wise instructions of His Highness, this can be ignored in this operation."
In the quiet venue, dozens of disciplined officers finally made some sounds of discussion at this time. However, at this moment, someone suddenly turned on the lights, and the originally dark venue suddenly became bright and dazzling.
The general frowned and looked towards the door. Just as he was about to explode in anger, he saw the indifferent expression of the young officer. His heart clenched, and he performed a standard military salute and said loudly, "Your Highness!"
Huai Caoshi looked at him and asked, "Three minutes ago, the intelligence bureau sent the latest information to your terminal. You, on the other hand, are still talking about three hours of information. However, your people still haven't done anything. I need an explanation."
The Imperial general immediately felt cold sweat seeping out of his back. Everyone in the military knew that after the secret incident at Master Fan's manor a few days ago, Her Royal Highness had endured enormous pressure and resolutely pushed back the date of her arrival to the frontlines indefinitely. As for the real reason, it was obvious that Her Royal Highness had doubts about her ability to act.
"The terrain there is complicated, and the buildings are densely packed. The most important thing is that there are too many residents …" The general lowered his voice and explained respectfully, "Furthermore, the citizens of District 9 have never been obedient. The General Staff is currently formulating the best plan."
The District 9 that the Empire's ruling class was talking about was the slum that occupied a corner of Planet Tianjing. It was like a rotten ulcer that disgusted people, but couldn't be removed.
Huai Caoshi frowned slightly and looked at the general in silence. The entire conference room was silent, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive. When everyone was about to be unable to bear the pressure, she said coldly,
"There's never a perfect plan."
"A plan that can kill Xu Le is a good plan. I only care about the results. I don't care how many people will die in the process."
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"I've already told you everything I know about Qi Dabing. As for this watch, it was sent to me by an old friend a few years ago. I think that since Dabing is his student, he should be more qualified to wear it than I am. "
Xu Le silently looked at the old man behind the chair. He could tell from the other's expression that this wasn't a lie. For some reason, he suddenly felt tired. He shook his head but didn't say anything.
"I don't know where this old friend of mine is, young man."
This old man, who had led the underground resistance against the powerful Empire's machinery for decades, looked at the expression on Xu Le's face. For some reason, he felt a little sad. He continued, "From the incident at the Great Master Fan Manor, I guessed that there might be some kind of relationship between you two. However, I never understood. One of you is from the Empire, and the other is from the Federation. Could it be that you've met before?"
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His current identity was that of the Empire's. Xu Le walked out of the room with narrowed eyes. There was a strange smile at the corner of his lips. In reality, it wasn't completely a smile.
"Return the watch to me!"
Qi Dabing blocked his path. Although he didn't pull out the pistol in his clothes, he looked anxious and angry. If Xu Le could fulfill his request, perhaps this person would really go crazy.
Xu Le looked at him but didn't do anything.
"This watch is very meaningful to me. Please return it to me." Qi Dabing suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to lower his posture as much as possible.
Xu Le used two fingers to pick up the cheap watch and put it in front of his eyes. However, he didn't seem to have any intention of handing it over. Instead, he used an extremely serious tone and said word by word, "This is my watch."
Qi Dabing was stunned.
"And he didn't send this watch to you as a souvenir. He just wanted to tell me a truth that I wanted to know before, but now makes me angry."
Qi Dabing wasn't in the mood to ask for a truth. He angrily clenched his fists and asked in a cold voice, "What right do you have to say that it's yours?"
There was the crisp sound of metal colliding. The back cover of the watch that Xu Le was holding opened with a snap, revealing the glossy watch case and a very clear but ugly line of words on it.
37th Constitution Calendar, 61st Year, September 3rd, Future Federation Mechanic Xu Le.
"This is the first souvenir I made after I operated the micro-etching machine for the first time." Xu Le looked at him expressionlessly. "Do you still think it's yours?"
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"When did you meet that person?" Xu Le looked down at the watch and asked calmly.
"Six years old," Qi Dabing replied coldly. "When I was six years old, he stayed in my house for a month."
"No wonder I felt that your close combat skills were a bit strange in the underground sewers."
Qi Dabing had not completely digested the shock in his heart, but it was very difficult for him to accept that this person from the Federation, who was much younger than him, was using a lecturing tone to talk to him. He said mockingly, "Looks like you're very interested in this … You want to learn? Beg me. Maybe I'll be willing to teach you a move or two when I'm in a good mood. "
Xu Le looked at him with that strange smile. After a long silence, he said mockingly, "No, I just want to remind you that you learned it wrong."
"The person who taught you clearly didn't put much effort into it. Perhaps he saw that you have royal blood and wanted to see if he could stimulate the zhenqi in your body. But obviously … you don't have that kind of luck."
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Only one month, but I have four years. Xu Le raised his head and narrowed his eyes. His mood suddenly became a bit better. A moment later, he immediately felt that this kind of happiness was really very childish.
For an orphan who had lost his family at a young age, the man he called boss was actually not only his teacher. In a certain sense, he had also replaced the role of a father. Although that man could only play the role of an extremely incompetent father who liked to visit prostitutes every day and didn't even know how to cook.
It was because of this kind of relationship that when the Emperor of the Empire thought that he was his son and the Great Teacher said that he was his father, Xu Le didn't feel any displeasure in his heart. Instead, he felt somewhat proud and complacent.
The most wanted criminal of the Federation, cuckolded the Emperor of the Empire, gave birth to such a perfect daughter like Jian Shui'er, and had thousands of incarnations. His entire theory was enough to guide the guerrillas of Green Dragon Mountain. After his death, he was still able to make countless young students of the Federation worship him like a god. With his own strength, he had fought against The Glory Of The Charter for countless years. Such a powerful person … had lived together with him for so many years and had such a close and irreplaceable relationship. It was really something to be proud of.
He had always thought that he was the only student of the uncle, so when he discovered that there was still a person like Qi Dabing in the Empire, his disgust, depression, and rebellious feelings suddenly surged. He subconsciously wanted to beat him into oblivion.
After putting the watch back into his pocket, he didn't pay attention to the strange and angry expression of Qi Dabing behind him. He walked out of the building alone and stood by the railing alone. He looked at the gradually darkening night in front of him and didn't say anything for a long time.
At this moment, his mood was very complicated. He knew that bastard should still be alive, so he naturally felt relieved. He also knew that the bastard had taken in a disciple before. Although it was very obvious that he had taken in a random disciple, he still felt very unhappy.
With his palm on the railing, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. Countless emotions converged into a sincere sentence, and he softly said from his thin lips, "F * ck you, uncle."
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