The night is silent.

Maston suddenly felt a chill from his sleep. His confused eyes gradually saw the darkness through the moonlight that penetrated into the window. Feeling the breathing of the three children by the bed not far away, Maston couldn't help but feel a warm feeling. Thinking that it was still early, Maston was about to continue sleeping suddenly had a sharp stinging pain from his back.

This sting is not a harm from external objects, but an instinct for dangerous signs coming from the body.

The military career that had been through life and death for more than ten years made Maston more likely to be alert to this danger than ordinary people. His confused brain became clear in an instant. Just as he was about to think, a strange and cold voice suddenly rang beside his bed.

"Don't move."

After the words came, Maston felt a chill coming from his neck. His eyes subconsciously glanced down, which immediately made his body tense up.

A cold sword with a cold light was pointed at him.

Maston was not an ordinary person. When he saw the person making a sound, a stranger shrouded in a black robe.

He opened his only eyes and looked at him calmly and said, "Who are you?"

"You can treat me as a thief or a robber. Of course, I don't mind being a killer." The man said coldly.

Maston clenched his fists, he wanted to resist, and being threatened with a sword was undoubtedly a great humiliation for him, but he could not move now, if he moved, he might die.

And Maston could roughly understand from the other party's words that he was not a thief, nor a robber.

What does he want to do?

So, Maston asked this question.

"what you up to?"

"I want to ask you for a favor," said the man.

“What’s busy.”

"How about dying once?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Maston instantly twisted his neck and avoided the sword. His thigh, which had already been accumulating, kicked towards the opponent like a blade!

A fierce blow without warning.

And that man didn't hide, so he didn't have to hide at all.

His hand was already spread out when he kicked Maston's thigh, and he grabbed the attack tightly like a pair of iron pliers in the flash.

Everything stopped.

"Click--"

With a crisp sound, a sharp pain suddenly came from Maston's thigh. Under his severity of suppression, he did not scream.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, his chest sank and made a muffled sound, and his body's strength completely dissipated in the inexplicable attack.

The clamped thigh was thrown off by the man at will. Maston pressed his chest tightly with his hands, which was very painful and stuffy, as if he had a fatal illusion of suffocation.

"Next time, you won't be so lucky." The man said coldly.

Maston coughed gently, he looked at him and said coldly, "Why don't you kill me?"

"You who are alive are much more valuable than you who are dead." The man replied.

"Okay, tell your purpose." Maston's chest gradually soothed, and he gasped softly.

"Didn't I say it? I just want you to die once." The man said.

"Are you fooling me?" Maston said in depression and anger.

"No, I'm just talking about a fact." The man said.

"What does it mean?" asked Maston.

"There are many ways to separate death. If you really die, you will die." The man said.

"You want me to pretend to die once?" Maston's calm head was very smart.

"That's right." The human said.

"Why?" asked Maston.

"Because I just want to borrow your identity." The man said calmly.

The humble room was temporarily quiet.

"Impossible! You'd better kill me!"

Borrowing his identity, what is his identity? The data clerk of the Kingdom Military Department Database!

If the identity is borrowed, many important information from the military headquarters may be leaked. What is more serious is that if the other party is a detailed work of a hostile country, the result will be even more unimaginable.

It is not something that ordinary people can do that if it weren't for Maston's own innocence and his long military career, he wouldn't have been a member of the military's database.

Although the work of the military department database is indeed leisurely and simple, its function is extremely important to some extent!

Maston is an excellent soldier and a soldier who loves his country extremely much. He has no chance of doing anything to betray his country.

"Is that? What if you die, what will your child do?"

The figure of black robe who could not see clearly slowly looked at the three children sleeping in the small bed not far away, who were Maston's three children.

Even if Maston was severely injured, he didn't scream because he didn't want to wake up his child. He was afraid that the child's crying would kill the stranger in front of him!

But what he feared the most happened, and he was threatening him with his most cherished child!

"If you dare to be bad for my child, I will definitely kill you!" Maston's forehead was bursting with blue veins, his eyes were red, staring at the man with gritted teeth and growled.

"You are dead, how can you avenge them?" As he said that, the man began to walk towards the small bed!

This scene immediately made Maston ready to burst again, but his eyes flashed again, his body was completely unable to move, and he could only watch the man walk towards his child.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you..."

The man completely ignored Maston's threat, but just smiled casually, squatted beside the small bed, and reached out to one of the sleeping children, which immediately made Maston's mouth and nose breathe violently, and his clenched teeth seemed to be about to break the next moment, and his anger burned his heart.

"A very cute little girl, is she your little daughter?" The man touched the little girl's white and well-behaved cheeks on the bed. Perhaps he felt someone's touch. The little girl pouted and murmured, "Dad, don't."

"Please! Don't hurt my child!" Seeing this, a big man from Maston bit his lips, tears slid from the corners of his eyes, and begged with a face.

"Have I ever said I would hurt them?" The man turned around and smiled, but he could not see any expression under his wide robe.

"As long as you don't hurt them, you can do anything!" Maston hurriedly begged.

"I said that my purpose is just to borrow your identity!" the man said lightly.

"No! I won't betray my country!"

This is a matter of principle for Maston, and he will not obey easily!

"Who said I made you betray your country?" the man said.

"You..." Hearing the man say this, Maston slowed down and said, "If that's not the case, why should I borrow my identity?"

The man nodded, as if he knew Maston's concerns, "I just wanted to investigate a person, and unfortunately, that person's information may only have specific content in the military database."

"Who?" Maston couldn't help asking.

"A man who is about to die." said the man.

"Since the dying person is, why do you still need his information?" asked Maston.

"Because of his information, he can die smoothly." The man said for granted.

This time, Maston thoroughly understood. It turned out that the other party wanted to kill someone. If he could obtain the specific information of that person, he would be more confident in killing the other party.

But who is the person he wants to kill?

He didn't know, nor did he want to know.

So, he refused again.

"I won't help you."

"I don't need your help, what I need is that you die once." The man said this again.

"Even if you successfully get what you want in the military database, once the military discovers an abnormality, they will not let you go!" Seeing the entanglement continue, Maston knew that things could not be done, so he had to change the topic.

"You don't need to care about this."

The man walked around the room casually, seemingly losing patience, and said, "If you don't want your child to have a father, I think you'd better agree with my advice."

Maston was silent, this time, his threat was blatantly told him.

If he doesn't agree, his three children will die.

"Oh, by the way, I have forgotten one thing..." The man suddenly remembered something and said, "If this is not enough, I will kill all your dead comrades-in-arms families one by one! Well... I think you will agree with my suggestion. Without this burden, a person's life may not need to be as poor as he is now. Do you think, right?"

"You dare!" Maston immediately burst into tears and roared in a low voice.

"Of course I dare." The man said directly.

As soon as he said that, Maston completely disappeared.

"Stop talking? Then let me guess what you are thinking now... Are you thinking that if you commit suicide now, maybe I won't be entangled? Don't worry, if you die, I will let your children follow you so that you won't be so lonely alone. Of course, if there are those comrades-in-arms who make you feel guilty, I think your place will be even more lively, maybe." The man said lightly.

"What? Am I right?" Looking at Maston's hatred and hatred gaze, the man chuckled without caring.

"Speak out your conditions."
To be continued...