MTL - [Mecha] Bandit Army Reborn-Chapter 73 Script not to be repeated-6

Enzo lost.

The red eagle can see clearly from the top to the bottom.

In other words, when Fei Wushu raised the huge sword, he decisively gave the order to support Enzo to the people arranged in the dark. However, until the fiasco, Enzo did not receive any support. Suddenly, it was as if the world had evaporated, and there was no response to the order issued.

Hongying watched the pitch-black mech walking towards the tall building step by step, and couldn't help being stiff all over, his hands and feet were cold, it shouldn't be like this! What about those men? Should we stand up and block the hands of those incapable? !

He turned his head to look at Fei Wuzheng, but he couldn't see any expression on that delicate and delicate face, only those violet eyes focused on the black mech, there were too many emotions in it, which he couldn't see got it.

He watched Fei Wuzheng grow up, planning his life path little by little. In his eyes, this child was still young and immature. Seeking dependence in front of his elders, he once worried that he would be seen as a weakness in front of Fei Wushu with such a temperament... But now, he found that he could not see through Fei Wuzheng's mind at all.

This seventeen-year-old boy has unconsciously developed his own thoughts and emotions.

Sighing softly, he shook his sweaty hand, and stretched out his hand to Fei Wuzheng: "I'm going to wrong you, Wuzheng."

"Yeah." Fei Wuzheng seemed to be awakened by his voice, he withdrew his attention from the black mecha, and nodded calmly, "I know."

"After today is over, everything will be fine." Hong Ying seemed to say it to Fei Wuzheng, and also seemed to say it to himself. Beside him was summoned a blood-red mecha, with a tough and domineering silhouette, standing majestically on the rooftop of a tall building.

Quickly entering the cabin, he didn't know what happened to the staff he had arranged, but since those people could no longer count on him, he had to rely on himself—he was not the scum that was forced to gather!

There was a flash of sternness in Hongying's eyes... Besides, he was not Enzo's kind of man who was determined to pursue a fair fight.

He is an interstellar pirate. Interstellar pirates never talk about benevolence, morality, fairness and justice. They only need cruel plunder, the weak prey on the strong, and they will do whatever they can.

The palm of the mecha slowly held Fei Wuzheng in the palm, exerting a little force, Fei Wuzheng clenched his teeth in pain, because his chest was oppressed and he couldn't breathe, so when Fei Wushu stood in front of them , Fei Wuzheng saw that his face was pale and his lips were black.

Seeing Fei Wuzheng's weak appearance, Fei Wushu was in a trance for a moment... He thought again that when he was on the starship in his previous life, he planned to take Fei Wuzheng to use the mecha to escape into the universe and wait for the family's rescue. However, Fei Wuzheng slipped out of his grasp in the chaotic crowd, and when he saw him again, he was in the same state. But it was not by the mecha, but by a dark-skinned big man holding his neck, his face was pale and his lips were black, making him unwilling but unable to fight, he chose the compromise of being caught without a fight.

What was he thinking at that time?

In the pitch-black mech, Fei Wushu thought quietly, and indeed he was thinking, Wu Zheng must be safe and sound, he must not act rashly, otherwise, as long as the hand is a little bit harder, Wu Zheng will die...be patient , it doesn't matter what happens to me, as long as Wu Zheng doesn't get hurt...

At that time, it seemed that this was the only thought in my mind, right?

Until his entire right hand was crushed, until he was forced to the point where his mental power exploded wildly, what he still looked at was Fei Wuzheng with a painful face. Until the second before he fell into a coma, he was still regretting that he hadn't been able to rescue him.

The corners of his lips curled up silently, now that he recalled that feeling at that time, he couldn't understand it at all. That kind of mood was too far away from him, and the falseness made him almost wonder if he really had such a stupid experience?

Looking calmly at Fei Wuzheng who was panting in pain in the hands of the blood-red mech, Fei Wuzhu said slowly: "It is me you are going to deal with, so let him go first."

Although Fei Wushu's unusually calm tone was beyond Hongying's expectations, his words reassured Hongying.

Fei Wushu's weakness is Fei Wuzheng, everyone who knows them will think so.

If there is only one chance to survive between the two, then Fei Wushu will definitely give this chance to Fei Wuzheng, which is also a fact recognized by everyone who knows them.

Red Eagle thinks that he has pinched Fei Wushu's weakness, so he will make good use of this weakness. Despicable, say that he is good at everything, in the world of pirates, winners and losers have always been winners and losers, the loser is the dead, and the dead can't refute or refute anything, the victory is the winner who writes and exaggerates, ten years and a hundred years After that, who would remember that he was mean?

With a certainty, he said in a deep voice, "Leave the mecha, or I will crush him right now! Or, do you want to watch me start from the limbs and come a little bit?"

Fei Wushu watched calmly, and suddenly felt that the scene was extremely fake and ridiculous, the corners of his lips grinned, but he couldn't smile at all, but he felt that his interest was fading, and he couldn't get any energy out of it because of the boredom. By the way...why did he come out for a run?

Ah, yes!

You don't want to play with these people anymore, do you? Acting pretentiously is always a tiring thing, maybe he doesn't have the easy acting skills like Fei Wuzheng, things are gradually becoming clear, he also pretends to be his brother to the point where he hates himself.

He said quietly: "Why should I leave the mecha?"

"..." Hong Ying was stunned, with a premonition of uneasiness in his heart, Fei Wushu's reaction was very strange! All of today's plans seemed to have been fiddled with by an invisible hand, and they all deviated from the proper track.

The unknown development that jumped out of the track made Hongying feel restless and anxious, who thought everything was under control. This is not the first time I have experienced such a feeling today.

Holding Fei Wuzheng's hand tightly again, Fei Wuzheng let out a muffled snort, half-closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a coma.

"Do you really want to see your younger brother being torn apart little by little?" Hong Ying's voice was dark, making people feel that if the words were not congenial, he would really do so, "If you want me to let him go, just let him go I will only give you three seconds to kill your mech."

This playful face is ridiculous to the eyes.

Fei Wushu laughed lowly: "Do you think that I told you to let him go because I was worried that he would get hurt?" His voice carried a strange smile, "I just want to give you a fair fight." Opportunity, holding him with one hand, you will not be able to perform well, right? But, it seems that you don't appreciate it?"

Hongying was stunned for a long time, and then managed to force out his own voice: "...what are you talking about?!"

How could he not understand this kind of attitude towards Fei Wuzheng?

Fei Wuzheng in the hands of the red mech opened his eyes wide in shock, how could Fei Wuzhu say such words? He stared at the black mech in a daze, the emotions in his eyes constantly changing.

"You're not Fei Wushu!" Hong Ying panicked and could only think of this reason. After saying it, I became more convinced of this.

Yes, definitely not Fei Wushu himself!

"If it was me, I would rush forward anxiously at the first moment, instead of being able to speak so calmly.

If it was me, I would definitely put Fei Wuzheng's safety first, even at the cost of putting himself in danger.

If it were me, I would definitely do what you want, and put my life in your hands without a fight..."

Fei Wushu's voice was magnified countless times through the mecha, and echoed on the empty rooftop, with an unpredictable smile, "Do you want to say that?"

Hongying opened his eyes wide, the uneasiness in his heart reached its peak in an instant, his voice was dry: "What are you talking about?"

"What did you say? Don't you guys still understand?" Fei Wushu licked the corner of his lips. After being reborn, has he finally come to this moment? He said clearly word by word in a calm manner, "It's another good show of taking hostages, but this time, I don't want to act according to Fei Wuzheng's script."

In the new life, he wants to direct it himself! Fei Wushu's eyes are firm, and he has a strong will that cannot be shaken.

His heart tightened suddenly, Fei Wuzheng stared blankly at the black mecha... This means, does he actually know everything?

"When..." he opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was very hoarse. After a pause, he asked again dryly, "It... When did you start to notice it?"

"I only found out after I died once." Fei Wushu chuckled, "Have you stopped acting at last?"

"Uncle Hongying, let me down." Fei Wuzheng said softly with a pale face. When the mecha carefully put him on the ground, he faced the pitch-black mecha, raised his head expressionlessly, and focused his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the mecha and see the person in the cabin, "It's Capital Star." The attack? I don’t know where I showed my flaws?”

"Not that time." Fei Wushu recalled the black muzzle pointed at him in his previous life, and narrowed his eyes. Regardless of whether Fei Wuzheng could understand what he meant, he said flatly, "You killed me with one shot. You can I am proud of it, until the moment of my death, you played a good brother without any flaws."

Confusion flashed across Fei Wuzheng's eyes, did he do such a thing?

"Just treat me as a dream." Fei Wushu said softly, "But after waking up from the dream, the eyes that were obscured by family love can see more clearly." He said calmly, "The reason why I said so much is that I just want to know a little bit."

"What?" Fei Wuzheng asked subconsciously.

"Before you killed me, you said that you hated me a long time ago." Fei Wuzheng pursed his lips, and when he mentioned this matter again, he no longer felt bitter. What did you do to make you hate me so much?"

did something

Fei Wuzheng was stunned.

After a while, under Fei Wushu's silent gaze, he covered his face and smiled uncontrollably, his whole body trembling from laughing: "Did you even dream of this? It's so real!"

He raised Violet's eyes, the eyes that Fei Wushu had only seen once before his death, but were extremely impressed with hatred: "What did you do? You just did too many things!"

After he only said this sentence, he strode back to the side, unwilling to say any more, and said coldly: "Uncle Hongying, let's do it!" Capital star blue sky...

The day of standing on the opposite side has been played out many times in my mind. He thought about facing Fei Wushu's sad face, disbelieving face, angry face, or disgusting face, but he never imagined Fei Wushu's calm and indifferent expression. It seemed that everything about him was no longer important in that person's eyes, including his complete betrayal, something that could be ignored in a calm manner, and could no longer arouse the slightest emotional fluctuations in that person.

The hand hanging by his side was clenched unconsciously, the nails dug into the palm, red blood seeped out from between the fingers little by little, the pain brought back his blank thoughts, he looked down at the bleeding In the palm of his hand, thinking of the big boy with messy hair who ran all the way after he fell down when he was a child, he blew on the wound gently in distress, carefully and focused on treating the wound, his voice was sadder than the injured person, while blaming himself, At the same time, he took out tangerine candy and stuffed it into his mouth to try to comfort him... Now that he is hurt, he doesn't have that foolish person with a bright smile.

…It was like the lemon candy that Fei Wushu stuffed into his mouth before, it no longer had the sweetness of the original tangerine taste. Some things, before he knew it, had quietly deteriorated.

I had expected it a long time ago, but why does the place in the heart seem to be empty, and the cold wind is blowing?