The road to the town from here is not far, just less than a hundred meters away. At a corner, you can come out of the small alley and onto the main street of the town.

As soon as I turned into the main street, a strong smell of blood irritated my nostrils and made me cough. The face of the master walking next to me changed, and even the face of the confident A Mao Dou changed.

His mouth became heavy, and I heard him curse again in unfamiliar Miao language, and then he embarrassedly explained to me in Chinese: "These turtles are really brave."

What are you really daring to do? Amao Dou didn’t elaborate, but I could still hear the suppressed anger and uncertainty in his tone. He really didn’t believe that someone would act like this on their territory.

I sighed in my heart. This Amaodou may have really stayed in the village on the mountain for too long. It is impossible for him to understand that there is a kind of people in this world called "crazy people", and there is really nothing they dare not do.

And Yang Sheng is a typical person like this, what is there that he doesn't dare to do?

There is no moon tonight, there are only stars all over the sky on the mountain. This starlight is completely bright, just like the starry sky I saw in this town the night before. That kind of transparent and clear light can go straight into people's hearts. But now

As soon as I turned into the main street of the town, I felt that the starlight in the sky seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood, hazy, giving the whole town a somewhat tragic atmosphere.

Different from the town that had gone dark early yesterday, at this moment, all the street lights in the main street of the town were on. Although the lights were dim, they were enough to see everything in the town clearly.

Only then did I understand why the town was so quiet. The two gangs who had been fighting fiercely in the morning were now standing at opposite ends of the town, facing each other. No one spoke, only the occasional rustling of footsteps, and

There was the sound of something being dragged.

There were two groups of people cleaning up the bodies on the streets.

Those who were still alive in the morning were now turned into cold corpses, dragged hastily to two corners of the street, and then laid flat together.

Everyone was silent, the people cleaning up were silent, and the people watching were silent, and this scene made the town feel a bit sad despite the tragedy. As a group of us walked on the street, A Mao Dou saw

This kept whispering in his throat. Judging from his tone, he must be cursing something, but I was speechless.

Because I feel that sometimes, on a certain level, human nature should not be divided into friends and foes, just like war cannot stop the glory of human nature.

I don't agree with your position, and even to protect what I want to protect, I can fight you to the death. However, this cannot eliminate my humanity. This humanity can be understood as, when the grudge is over, I will no longer express my anger. I even

You can respect your death and feel sadness for this fight, rather than continuing hatred.

Thinking like this, we unknowingly got close to the confrontational group. The people on the side near the mountain entrance were naturally the people from the town. They were absolutely bound to guard the mountain entrance, and the other group were naturally Yang Sheng's people.

The street lights were dim, and there were people cleaning up corpses in the middle. Naturally, I couldn't see clearly who was on the other side. But here, before we were completely squeezed into the crowd, I heard Ah next to me.

Mao Dou shouted: "Da Xing Da Wu, Da Rong, Da Xing Da Wu, Da Rong"

Originally I was still deep in thought, but Amaodou's whirring suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts. My first reaction was to stop him, but in this quiet town, his voice was so loud.

It was so sudden that it was too late to stop it.

I didn't expect Amao Dou to choose such a method, and I was a little surprised as well as Master. After all, the atmosphere in the whole street was tragic, sad, and had a subtle seriousness and heaviness. Such a voice attracted almost everyone's attention.

Our identities as Master and I are inherently sensitive, so

But it was too late to stop him, let alone accuse Amao Dou of anything, or was this just his character?

But in fact, everyone’s eyes were on us. The people in the town looked at A Mao Dou accusingly at first, but for some reason, after they saw clearly that it was A Mao Dou,

Many people's eyes turned to awe, and they lowered their heads and got out of the way.

A Mao Dou seemed to enjoy this feeling and straightened his back a little. This behavior was somewhat childish. It was completely different from the smooth-talking person on the mountain before, but it also made it even more difficult for Master and I to say anything.

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I really wanted to observe the reaction of the person opposite, because when A Maodou yelled like this, the person opposite must have heard it. He was with us. How can we guarantee that the person opposite didn’t see us? But I didn’t have time to see it.

In the past, I felt a figure rushing over. Before I had time to react, I felt an arm wrap around my neck, and then a warm and surprising voice sounded in my ears: "Brother

, why are you here?”

"Hadron!" My mind hadn't reacted yet, but I subconsciously called out Hadron's name. Whose voice was it if it didn't belong to Hadron?

I can't describe the joy of meeting an old friend in such a chaotic situation. All the words turned into a fierce bear hug!

And behind me, another voice that seemed a little older appeared: "Mr. Jiang, you are indeed still alive. You don't think you will die so easily! Don't say you are looking for Kunlun, even if you go

If you go to heaven, you will come back alive."

"Haha, Mr. Mu, you have really served for ten years, and you are still alive and well after being discharged and returning to the field." As I spoke, I saw the master beside me walking forward quickly and talking to the owner of the old voice.

They hugged each other all of a sudden.

Compared to Qiangzi and I, Master and this old Mu are obviously more casual. Perhaps, they have worked together and experienced more life and death than Qiangzi and I. This relationship has already surpassed the unfamiliarity caused by time.

Such a reunion is joyful, but it would be even more pleasant if there were no sudden sounds of ‘pop’, ‘pop’ and ‘pop’ applause.

When that voice sounded, my heart felt inexplicably irritable. I turned around and saw a man walking out of the crowd over there. Although I couldn't see clearly under the dim light, the person walking out of him was

In an instant, I recognized that the person coming was Yang Sheng!

Is this called a lingering ghost? Wherever I am, there is him? Is it the Qiongqi remnant soul here that attracts him, or is it the existence of me and Master that attracts him?

"Chen Chengyi, for a slimy person like you, are you so moved that you want to cry at this moment?" Yang Sheng started to speak, but this time I was stunned as soon as he spoke.

You must know that Yang Sheng's voice changed a long time ago and turned into a hoarse and unpleasant voice that I can't describe, as if his vocal cords were broken. But today when he spoke, I heard the familiar sound.

His voice was as familiar as the one he used when he spoke to me in Zhulin Xiaozhu that year, and it seemed that it had never changed.

However, apart from shock, I no longer have any emotional fluctuations. I just think about what happened to him and made his voice change back to what it used to be. After so many things happened, I have forgotten that I ever said anything to him.

His passing leaves me with endless regret and sadness.

"Can you stop showing your face? If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!" I didn't expect that I hadn't made any reaction yet. Sun Qiang, who was very happy to see me and was still hugging me, all of a sudden

He let me go and said these words in an extremely hot tone.

I looked at Qiangzi with some surprise. In my memory, Qiangzi was a little shy at first. Later, when we fought against the little devil, he acted a little aggressive, but he was not such a cannon that would ignite at a moment's notice.

'Character? What's going on?

"I just spoke? What can you do?" Compared to Qiangzi's bad tone, Yang Sheng seemed unusually calm. He walked to a position close to the middle of the confrontation between the two parties and stopped.

He glanced at Qiangzi with a slight tilt of his head and spoke calmly.

Facing Yang Sheng like this, I couldn't help but sneer. Now Yang Sheng has completely changed. Not only does he know how to play conspiracy, but he has also learned to speak with eloquence. The stranger can no longer be a stranger.

I think there is absolutely no need to argue with Qiangzi. After all, even if Qiangzi becomes so popular that I am surprised, deep down I still believe that he is the simple, original Qiangzi, and Yang Sheng is here for me, Qiangzi.

Why does Zizi need to fight with him? With this thought, I just wanted to pull Qiangzi over and talk to Yang Sheng in person.

Unexpectedly, Qiangzi rushed out from me. The next moment, I heard him yell: "I'm not that good, I'm just going to beat you up, how about you? You abandoned your wife and children."

, a madman who abandons his friends and is bent on madness!"
Chapter completed!