Laughing at Chang'an

"Fool! Coward!"

Rong Hu, who was firmly pressed to the ground, still held the bloody stone in his hand, raised his head as hard as he could, and looked at Yang Huxing standing in front of him.

"Look at the white-eyed wolves you raised! You idiot!"

Yang Huxing squatted down, ignored Rong Hu, picked up the unconscious boy whose head was smashed by him, took him to the room to bandage him to stop the bleeding, and then rushed to the hospital for treatment behind his back.Rong Hu was let go by the teenagers, they stayed away from him vigilantly, and stared at him with disgust.

Rong Hu struggled to sit up, leaning his back against the rough courtyard wall, frowning and covering the wound on his waist.Most likely it was cracked. During the conflict just now, one could feel hot blood spilling from the inside, soaking through the gauze little by little, and being cooled by the wind.He took a deep breath, stood up with difficulty, and walked out while leaning on the courtyard wall.

A group of white-eyed wolves, a big idiot, he doesn't want to stay in this damn place for a minute.

That Wang Zhen, who spoke nicely, abandoned Yang Hingxing and climbed onto Li Shen's lap.Rong Hu sees through the future of following a worthless bastard like Yang Xingxing.

If he wanted to leave, he didn't believe it. He would not be able to survive in Chang'an City by himself.

Not far from Danfeng Road, which is the east entrance of Nancheng District, Rong Hu let go of the hand holding the wall, clutching his waist and staggering towards the exit.Throughout the whole day, he hadn't eaten anything except the bowl of porridge he ate in the morning. While he was hungry, the wounds all over his body were hurting, and he had no strength at all.

It was getting dark.

At night, Chang'an is like a giant beast that is gradually waking up, and the lights everywhere are lit up little by little, colorful and unspeakably bright.This extremely prosperous city that never sleeps, at this time peeled off the false mask of hypocrisy and dignity during the day, and is full of sensual illusions of corruption and hustle and bustle.The mercenaries who chatted and laughed loudly on the street and set out to hunt for sex, the unscrupulous peddlers wandering in dark corners with their purses in their hands, the sexy girls with heavy makeup and unabashedly showing off their proud figures, were incited by this atmosphere and their eyes were full of eagerness. Foreign tourists, neon signs in all directions, food stalls eagerly attracting customers, high-end clubs with closed doors and cold attitude, hostesses tirelessly bowing and smiling to passers-by...

Ronghu passed by one by one.

His eyes had begun to blur, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he bowed in embarrassment, and limped through the streets full of people coming and going.No matter where it is, it is not the place he should go, and he wants to stop, but he is at a loss.

He fell to one knee with a slam, struggled to move to the sidewalk, and sat down with his back against the iron railing.

Everything around my ears became blurred, only the sound of my own breathing was left, hard and heavy, once and for all, as if trying to squeeze out all the air in my lungs... My eyes were cloudy, and there were large white halos Floating silently, it seems that the whole world has become distorted.

One hand picked him up from the side of the road.

Rong Hu tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't see the face of the person coming. He didn't hear what the other person seemed to say, and then he was grabbed by the neck and carried to an underground parking lot, where he was roughly thrown into the parking lot. car.

A bottle was brought to Rong Hu's mouth, and he subconsciously closed his mouth tightly, but the other party opened his jaw and thrust the bottle into his mouth forcefully.The water that was too late to swallow rolled down the corner of his mouth into his collar, and he was forced to drink half a bottle of water. Rong Hu covered his throat in embarrassment, and leaned on the car seat to cough.

"Ah."

Someone sat next to him, turned his head and smiled.Rong Hu raised his head bluntly, and saw a face that was not unfamiliar - just this morning, he was trampled off by the other party, pointing at his eyes with a knife... The other party was still wearing the black Geng Army uniform, his face The ridicule and disdain on the Internet are unusually familiar.

"you!?"

Rong Hu subconsciously wanted to jump out of the car, but was pushed down on the seat by the other party. He struggled hard, but his weak limbs did not listen.

"Don't get excited, I don't intend to kill you." The other party suppressed Rong Hu's struggle with one hand, and said coldly.

Rong Hu forced himself to calm down, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

The other party gave him a cold look, let go of his hand silently, and pulled out something from his arms—it was the Yang family's opening method that Wang Zhen gave him.Rong Hu sat up suspiciously, watched the other party open the book, flipped through a few pages casually, and closed it again, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was reminiscing about something, or feeling nostalgic.

"I'm also practicing Yang's Sky Opening Method." The other party said suddenly.

Rong Hu was taken aback.

"When I was young, I wanted to be a hero like Li Sanduo, but when I arrived in Chang'an, I realized that I was dreaming. At the worst time, I was just like you. I passed out on the side of the road and was about to starve to death. But my luck was not as good as yours. The one who saved me was a Beggar head, trying to mutilate me as a tool to beg for money."

The other party pulled up his sleeve, and let Wang Zhen see the hideous scar on his left arm, which was almost completely cut from the elbow, and then reattached.

"The one who saved me was a mercenary, but he didn't come to save me either. The beggar abducted the wrong person. He abducted a child from a rich family. As a result, he went to the guild to issue a mission, and the mercenary who took the mission came to him. , It’s all in one pot.”

"I was not a citizen of Datang at the time. I was sent to the public security station, waiting to be deported. My left hand was broken, and I couldn't be a mercenary. I just squatted there and cried, and then I met Yang Huxing."

"He sent me to the hospital, put his hand on, and gave me a book, which is Yang's method of opening heaven. He hadn't established the Martian Group at that time, otherwise I might be your senior brother. I practiced as a handyman, and later joined the Geng Army through selection. I wanted to return the medical expenses to Yang Huxing, but I never had the nerve to come to the door... During the day, if you had to say that you were Yang Huxing's disciple, how could I treat you Let's do it."

This young mercenary of the Geng Army returned the book in his hand to Rong Hu, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

"When you go back, tell Yang Xingxing for me, I'm sorry."

Rong Hu was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered.

"He was slapped in the face, and you can just say sorry? He saved your life and taught you the exercises, and you are not even willing to come to the door to thank you, so what? Come on, don't pretend to be very conscientious. Not the same, just a white-eyed wolf."

"I look down on you." He opened the car door and said loudly, "I also look down on that trash Yang Huxing."

The young mercenary shrugged, smiled instead of anger, chased him out of the car, and asked him, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Rong Hu didn't want to talk to the other party, but just standing still felt exhausted, and he was a little hesitant, but where to go... In the midst of the conflict, he suddenly felt a gust of wind.

A strange, nauseating, bloody rush.

The head thrown high fell to the ground with a bang, and blood splashed from the neck of the headless corpse to the surroundings. Rong Hu turned his head and stared blankly at the person who was talking to him a second ago, but now he had turned into a dead body. corpse.

Raising his arms to swipe the blood on the blade, Wang Zhen with an extremely calm expression put the knife back into its sheath, making a soft clang.

He bypassed the headless corpse that fell forward, came to Rong Hu, and stretched out his hand to him.

"You, what are you doing..."

Rong Hu was so surprised that he couldn't speak, he couldn't understand what was happening in front of him at all, and he didn't even go to meet the other party's extended hand.He looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, then raised his head to look at Wang Zhen——

"Come with me."

Wang Zhen looked at him seriously, there was no sign of joking in those eyes, they were frank and focused, without any haze.

Rong Hu instinctively took a step back.

Wang Zhen withdrew his hand.

He pressed the long and short double blades on his waist with both hands, squinted his eyes silently, and under Rong Hu's shocked sight, he suddenly drew the knife out of its sheath and swung it forward.

Hot blood splashed on the side of his neck, Rong Hu stood there stupidly, and after a while, he raised his hand and touched his neck.

Behind him there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, bang bang, twice.

Wang Zhen put the knife back into its sheath, walked to Rong Hu, grabbed his right hand, walked to the side of the car, and pushed him into the passenger seat.Then he closed the car door, got into the driver's seat from the other side, started the car and drove away from the parking lot.

The process of killing and stealing the car only happened in a short period of time, and it was done neatly. Seeing that the car was about to drive out of the parking lot, Rong Hu finally recovered his voice and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Go to a safe place." Wang Zhen replied while driving the car without looking sideways.

Rong Hu hesitated to speak, and fixedly stared at the other person's face.The calmness and indifference on that face made people shudder, and a drop of unknown blood splashed on the side of the cheek, adding a bit of ferocity.Rong Hu had too many questions in his mind, but he was a little afraid to ask them.

Leaving the parking lot, driving onto the busy street, leaving the gloomy and bloody underground space, the normal and lively atmosphere around him greatly relieved Rong Hu's tense mood, and he felt a subtle sense of relief as if he had returned to the world.

He looked out the car window and happened to meet a pair of eyes hanging from the roof.

The clanging sound of drawing a knife echoed in the car, Wang Zhen slashed the roof of the car with a knife, jumped out of the car with Rong Hu in his arms, and then jumped onto the roof of another car.He threw Rong Hu behind his back like a sack, let the opponent hug him tightly, then drew out another short knife, and faced the figure rushing from directly above.

Both long and short blades pierced into the opponent's chest and abdomen, and then they went up and down, tearing the opponent in half.He rushed into the blood rain with Rong Hu on his back, like a vigorous cheetah, leaping high and swinging his blade out of thin air.The invisible but incomparably sharp blade drew an invisible arc, cutting through the body of the enemy blocking the front, with blood flying from limbs.

Blood dripped from the dangling knife.

Wang Zhen fell to the ground and ran wildly among the endless stream of vehicles. Rong Hu lay on his back, his heart was beating uncontrollably, thumping like a crazy drumbeat.

In the next second, his heartbeat stopped suddenly.

"Be careful! There are..."

The bleak moonlight of the knife flashed in front of Rong Hu's eyes, shredded the bullet that hit directly, and blocked his words back into his throat.The running boy's expression was still terrifyingly calm, but his calm eyes became brighter and brighter.

There is only one belief, in which it burns.