Operation Red Book

Chapter 489: Death Premonition Appears Again

The red plate engraved with inscriptions had been moved to Bofu's belt which was hung with jade pendants at some point. He looked at the empty corner in disbelief, looking very absent-minded.

"Bo Fu..."

Ivy called softly, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible.

Did the ancients know how to play this game? Ivy swallowed her saliva. If it suddenly went off, she would be finished.

The immortal in white clothes didn't respond at all. It was only after Ivy called him two or three times that he finally raised his head.

Ivy patted Christian on the back and held out her hand to him.

"Bofu, return Miss Christine's gun. Her brother is also a general in his early 20s."

Hearing this, Bo Fu's eyes moved.

His thoughts seemed to have returned to the past, and soon his eyes were filled with joys and sorrows, and sadness and parting.

After a while, he sighed, his pupils returned from hazy to bright, and he looked down at the silver spear in his hand. He finally made up his mind and slowly walked over.

"I never liked you from the beginning."

He said coldly, and Ivy could tell he was serious from his cloudy eyes.

"You will never accomplish anything with your character. Only by making yourself stronger can you be independent and not rely on others."

Damn it! He was right in front of me, but he refused to hand over the gun.

Ivy clenched her teeth in annoyance, her eyes revealing inexplicable irritation and excitement.

Even now, he is still showing off his verbal skills.

Ivy completely gave up her last fantasy about him, swallowed her saliva and started to fight back without thinking of the consequences.

"I know, of course I know! It's 1881 now. Who doesn't know that falling behind will lead to being beaten? The Qing Dynasty, far away on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean, was being beaten. Didn't you come from there? This is a living example!"

"The Qing Dynasty! China! Our country! It has now been divided into pieces by Western powers! What's the result? What's the result now? They are still preparing for the birthday banquet of Empress Dowager Cixi!" Ivy said sarcastically.

"What is this? Foreign invaders are attacking, the people are suffering, and the royal family is enjoying the pleasure! You don't know how to help the poor people, and you don't know how to eradicate the extravagant royal aristocrats. But you come to Britain to criticize me. You upper-class people are really saying everything!"

"I……"

Bo Fu's face turned pale. Just as he was about to speak out a rebuttal, he was interrupted by Ivy's angry voice:

"Yes, yes, yes! You have a big picture view, you are a little overlord, you understand the principles of thousands of years, you are an incredible person!"

"If you are so capable, then you should quickly go back and raise an army to attack the Qing Dynasty! No matter who the emperor, princess, prince or Buddha is, grab them all for me! I would have wished that the Sun family had destroyed it 30 years earlier!"

"Don't say that!"

"What can't be said? Can Cixi come to London to chop off my head?"

Ivy yelled, her voice breaking at the end.

"I'm telling you, Sun Bofu! You are all alone now, and you are no longer the fierce tiger of Jiangdong more than a thousand years ago! The Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms that you care about have long become history. Everyone here knows that your brother is a lunatic, and in the end it was the Sima family that got the world!"

"Who do you think you are! A brave general with great ambitions to unify the world? The safety of the country is still at stake, and heroes emerge in troubled times!"

"Do you want me to make it clearer? You died a long time ago, more than a thousand years ago, when you were less than 25 years old and just starting your career!"

"The one who can save the world and save the nation from crisis is Sun Wen, not you, Sun Ce! Not you!"

The echo of the roar lingered on the beams for a long time.

It was quiet all around, with the occasional sound of a wooden door opening coming from behind.

Bo Fu's face was hidden in the darkness, and occasionally a few drops of light flashed in an arc and fell into the dust at his feet.

Ivy took a breath and tried her best to calm the waves in her heart.

After calming down, she was silent for a while, and her voice became much softer:

"I used to be arrogant and thought the whole world should revolve around me. When faced with a crisis, my attitude was just: why don't you do this, why don't you do that..."

She pursed her lips, her face tired but her tone calm:

"But now I understand that if you really want to accomplish something, don't use moral blackmail, don't take advantage of your seniority, don't complain about everything, don't shout and yell... Have you ever thought about what we should do?"

Ivy tilted her head, her eyes trembling, and said firmly with tens of thousands of determination:

“Just do it…”

The surroundings fell into silence again. No one spoke, and no one moved.

The silent clamor crosses the boundaries of molecules, blends into the air, spreads through the smoke and dust, is inhaled by the human body, and is carried by cells.

The silence affected the people around, including Beatrice, Christine, Ivy, and Bofu.

His figure moved, and with a slight sigh, he handed the silver gun in his hand to Ivy.

The delicate and handsome face was shrouded in shadow, and Bo Fu's eyes were covered with a veil called "contentment" at this moment.

He was like the amber surrounding the fossil, vague but very fascinating.

"I have been stuck in sorrow for more than a thousand years... You are right, maybe I should take that step..."

He smiled faintly, and a chill spread over his body.

Ivy held the cold silver spear in her hand, feeling the cool mist around Bofu and curled up the corners of her mouth.

"In a few hours, I will take your soul and bring you back to the underworld for a lenient sentence."

"what?"

Before she was happy for even a second, Ivy's expression suddenly became confused.

"Your body will be pierced, your internal organs will be damaged, you will lose a lot of blood, and you will fall into the water and suffocate to death."

"Tsk..."

"Be prepared to die..."

"I know this. Look at the name after it. Is it 'Li'? There are so many people named Ivy here. It won't be my turn to die..."

Ivy sneered disdainfully, she returned the gun to Christine, took Beatrice's arm and walked out.

“There is no name after that.”

"You look hard!"

"Li Jiarong."

Bo Fu took out a book from behind his back and replied seriously.

Ivy was startled and her face suddenly turned pale.

Yes, it says...

Li Jiarong, that is Ivy’s real name, Li Jiarong.