Zhao Wei's head was very messy, and on one side, the scenes of dying passed through the depths of his consciousness:

The beaten sister

The rich second generation who fell under his own knife

Then

It's an old warehouse full of goods

The mottled wall with "No fireworks" written

The warehouse manager with tight arms

There was also the female detective opposite, and the black gun in her hand.

Bang! She shot.

Yes, the silly woman shot, even though Zhao Wei really killed someone, even though he took the hostage and was unwilling to obey the law, even though all of this meets the requirement of killing.

But she didn't notice that Zhao Wei was pressing the back of the knife against the hostage's neck, and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

I even completely forgot that this is the fireworks factory's drug warehouse, and just one spark can send the entire warehouse to heaven.

boom!!

Before the fire and air waves exploded, Zhao Wei instinctively protected the hostage and the silly woman under his body. This was his last consciousness.

That's right, Zhao Wei is a bastard, and he is even more a scum and gangster who is despised by others.

But Zhao Wei himself felt that he was not a bad person, but a naughty child without father, mother, and no one to discipline him. He just wanted to go out to spend time in society and not to work so hard and live a more relaxed life.

He was not ruthless to a bad person, nor was he ruthless to a good person.

He also has justice, but the reality is cold. He also dreamed of becoming a young man again, and he would definitely study hard and be an elite who looked down on gangsters.

But that's just a dream.

In short, rather than saying that Zhao Wei is a gangster, he is just a little citizen who dares not be purely good and does not dare to be evil.

So, at the last moment of his life, he chose a slightly more manly way of dying. At least he can't let women die in front of him, right?

This is also the first time in Zhao Wei's 27-year life that he dared to reveal his good side. He only hopes for blessings in the next life, so he can ask a good family to live a different life.

However, for some reason, while these near-death scenes flashed back, Zhao Wei had another vague voice in his consciousness:

"Weizi, the most troublesome thing is up to you."

"Weizi, come back alive!"

""

"Weizi, believe in yourself, you have faced a crisis that is far more difficult than this!"

Zhao Wei was sure that he didn't recognize the voice at all, but he seemed to be extremely familiar with it.

With a question, Zhao Wei couldn't help but shout: "What a fuck, just rely on me? How much protection fee should I give? Who are you?"

"Fourth brother, don't panic. I am Xiao Yi, Ma Xiao Yi!"

A slightly immature voice answered his shout.

Zhao Wei's mind tightened and he suddenly opened his eyes.

That's right, at this moment, I felt that all the consciousness flowed back into my body like a tide, and Zhao Wei opened his eyes.

only

But what I saw was almost closed, and he almost closed his eyes. If he closed it back, he would die, but he would be able to save trouble.

I saw that his body had changed to a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and was on a quaint boat.

He was wearing only a pair of ancient costume trousers with brocade waists on his body, naked and a sheepskin raft full of his arms. One of his legs had already stepped outside the boat, and it seemed that he was about to jump down.

A white-faced boy of his age hugged him from behind in an extremely ambiguous position.

The picture is very "curved", which makes Zhao Wei feel chilled.

However, this is not the reason why Zhao Wei wanted to die directly.

The brief confusion had already merged with the memory of the original owner of this body. He traveled through time and was still called Zhao Wei.

And, fortunately, the status is noble.

He was the son of Zhao and Luo (Luò), the King of Cheng of the Southern Song Dynasty. His serious royal family of the Zhao Song Dynasty, whose original name was Zhao Mengliang. Just a month ago, thanks to the holy grace, he was named King Ning and named Zhao Wei.

The prince who can be ranked above Zhao Wei is no more than one slap.

Although Zhao Wei is not a good person, he is also a bastard. In his early years, he relied on being a royal relative and bullying men and women, and he did a lot of things to do in the market.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is notorious.

But then again, no matter what, it is the prince. Who dares to do anything to him?

Then why does Zhao Wei still want to die?

Nonsense! Just raise your eyelids and you will know that this prince is better than a beggar.

At this time, he was in the bay. Looking around, there were boats and boats, boundless. On both sides, green trees, mountains and sea boats could be seen vaguely as they were in the sea of ​​fire.

Under the sky, dark clouds pressed against the top, and wolf smoke surged. Between the turbid waves and thorns, broken oars and boats spread all over the sea, and blood waves floated like corpses as dense as canines.

This is the battlefield!

On the giant ship where Zhao Wei was, the soldiers everywhere looked haggard and looked like corpses. Some even abandoned the weapons in their hands and knelt on the ground with their heads in their arms, with tears in their eyes.

In the cabin, the sobs of the current Queen Mother Yang were faintly heard, and it was miserable and miserable.

On the deck, a group of civil servants and generals surrounded two noble figures, one old and one young.

The old one, with white hair and white hair and purple robe and jade belt, was the loyal and savage prime minister of the Song Dynasty for all ages; the young one, was the red robe, dragon robe, gold crown and jade crown, and was the last emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing (bǐng).

This is Yashan, the last moment of the Southern Song Dynasty, where hundreds of thousands of Han men were buried in the sea.

Moreover, just now, the Taiwei Zhang Shijie, who had fought for several days in front of him, had sent someone to repay him. The Song army was defeated and could no longer make the world come back. He told Lu Xiufu to quickly take the young emperor to join him in a small boat in order to break through. I am afraid that it would be too late.

However, perhaps it was because of the young master Lu who did not believe in the letter, but was afraid that the Yuan army would do it carefully, or perhaps it was because he had already died of his own mind and had no intention of running away again.

Lu Xiufu resolutely rejected the suggestion of breaking through and was determined to sink to the bay with Zhao Song.

At this time, the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty knew their wishes and surrounded them, preparing to sacrifice their lives for their country.

"That's a fuck!"

Zhao Weixin said, it’s really a good family, and he will be the prince when he comes. But this is really time to wear it. It’s the finale just now. I won’t let me show up until the climax?

He has two choices:

First, follow Mr. Lu to have a happy jump, and maybe you can have a "two-dressing" game.

Second, continue the activities of this slutty bastard, and jump into the sea to live in a raft with a pigskin.

However, the former master obviously had a bad mind. Now Yashan has been surrounded by the Yuan army into an iron tube. Not to mention living people, dead people cannot float out!

This is a dead end, no solution.

Just when Zhao Wei was frowning and scolded God for not being fair enough to make him die once, and he wanted to run to Yashan to die again, the previous voice seemed to know his state of mind, and it sounded again as if it came from his subconscious mind.

"Weizi, you can do it!"

"I can do it, you uncle!" Zhao Wei was angry, regardless of whether there were anyone around him, and cursed, "Do you play with me, right?"

How to save it? No matter how much protection you pay, you can’t save it!

If he had been there for thirty or fifty years earlier, and then he would have a great system, airplane cannons, rocket launchers, and tanks, he would be able to say the price.

But this is Yashan! I am just a gangster with no education!

I didn’t see Lu Xiufu, and he was about to start chanting the eulogy. Then he was going to jump into the sea with the old Zhao family’s child in his arms?

Before Zhang Hongfan's great mission was completed, was it just that the big word "Destroy Song here" was engraved on the stone wall of Yashan?

The endless military and civilians of the Song Dynasty were already dead, so they just waited for Mr. Lu to "make a move" to jump first?

Didn't see

You know, just as Zhao Wei thought of this, he saw Lu Xiufu kneeling in front of the eight-year-old young emperor with a plop, his forehead touching the ground, and tears flowed.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has died! The country has been defeated so far. Emperor Deyou is in a very humiliating place. Your Majesty must not be ashamed of him anymore. Now."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiufu's eyes were filled with blood. In his 40s, his eyebrows and eyes were full of determination.

"Your Majesty should die for the country now, and do not repeat the mistakes of Emperor Deyou!"

"The old minister apologized!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and hugged the young emperor, and then tied the little emperor to his body with a brocade belt.

Then

And of course it's Jump!Together

The young emperor was young and was just a baby. He had never seen this scene before? He was so scared that he was nowhere to be looked down upon and cried loudly.

In a panic, I saw Zhao Wei holding a "pig head" beside the boat, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "Uncle! Save me!!"
To be continued...