If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Amidst the beeping sound, the bonfire was lit.

In the grottoes of the reefs.

The heat from the fire rushed towards his face, making half of Wen Fei's face flushed.The wound caused by the broken glass stretched across the bridge of the nose and eyeballs. Although the bleeding had stopped, it still looked horrific.The seawater-soaked clothes were clinging to his skin, damp and suffocating. He wanted to take them off, but he was afraid of the coldness of spring, so he didn't dare to do it easily.

This is not the first time he has tried the feeling of blindness, but he is still a little unaccustomed to the sudden blindness.Sitting blankly, Zhan Zhuyan stretched out his hands, those hands were warmed by the bonfire, when they touched his skin, the heat climbed up, from the pores into the tendons, the warmth should have been Cold blood.

"Come here, it's cold by the wall." Zhan Zhuyan exerted a little force, trying to pull him closer to the fire.

Wen Fei didn't move, but pulled out a hand to take out the short knife at the back of the waist, and stuffed it into Zhan Zhuyan's hand: "Help me clean it up, it's not convenient for me."

Zhan Zhuyan took the knife, pulled the blade out of the scabbard, and roasted it on the fire.

This knife has witnessed their years of entanglement from falling in love to splitting up. It has been stained with Wen Fei's blood and his own blood. end.

After repeatedly roasting both sides of the knife, Zhan Zhuyan held the knife and turned to Wen Fei's direction: "It will hurt a little." The voice was as gentle and pleasant as ever.

"I can bear it." Wen Fei leaned towards him, raised his face, and let him do it.

There was no anesthesia, no needles and threads, not even a qualified doctor to guide him, so Zhan Zhuyan held his face like this, and silently cleaned the wound for him while Wen Fei gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

The wound was for him.

When the last knife stopped, Zhan Zhuyan felt a little out of strength. He threw the knife and raised his hand to wipe the blood off Wen Fei's face. The blood in his hand was as red as fire, but his movements were as gentle as clouds.

"Is there any cloth?" Wen Fei asked.

"Yes." Zhan Zhuyan groped around for a while, found a small box, and pulled out a silk scarf from inside.He had prepared many gifts for this reunion, and this silk scarf was just one of them.Fortunately, the box was tightly sealed, so that it was not involved in the sea water, but he didn't expect that Wen Fei would be injured by himself, nor did he think that the gift would be used for this purpose.

"Come on, it's so ugly." Wen Fei said.

"It's not ugly." Zhan Zhuyan stuffed the silk scarf into his hand, and said: "I'll go find some pain-relieving and anti-inflammatory herbal medicine nearby, and I can barely cope with it. After I get through the chasing soldiers outside, I'll find you a recovery remedy." The potion heals the eye."

"Understood." Wen Fei replied casually, perhaps because of his blindness, his reaction was slower than before, and he even looked a little cute.

Zhan Zhuyan took two steps, then turned back, wiped Tumi clean with the hem of his jacket, then turned the knife upside down and put the handle in Wen Fei's hand: "I'll go back as soon as I go, you pay attention to safety."

Wen Fei hadn't received such meticulous care for a long time, and suddenly felt it was novel and funny, and there was a thread of ironing in it. "Okay, let's go, don't you want to draw a circle around me with a golden cudgel?" He teased.

Wen Fei's joke came at the right time, Zhan Zhuyan didn't know how to answer for a while, so he just smiled and said: "Even if I want to be a monkey grandson, you probably don't want to be a Tang monk, because monsters and ghosts are begging you in front of you." Not good."

Wen Fei shook her fluttering long eyelashes, and said with a smile, "Understood, get out." Luck was much more relaxed and joyful than before.

Without further delay, Zhan Zhuyan walked out.

Normally, the Islay can be used as a fighter plane, as a portable space, and as a mobile purse, but now it lost contact and became an ornament, which made the two people who were used to using it suddenly feel a little at a loss Come.

Wen Fei held Tumi, put it back into the scabbard, and moved a little closer to the fire.He was afraid of getting cold from the moisture entering his body if he was too far away, and he was afraid of getting burned if he got too close, so he was sitting without embarrassment when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from far away.

Wen Fei's ear pinna moved slightly, just looking puzzled, tilting his head and pretending to ask: "You're back so soon?" He recognized Zhan Zhuyan's footsteps, and could tell whether the other party was an enemy or not a friend.

There was a slight pause in the approaching footsteps, and a pitch-black gun showed traces under the flames.The man holding the gun wore a half mask on his face. He held the gun skillfully and naturally, with bulging veins and a straight back. He was obviously a practitioner.

He seemed to notice that the person sitting there couldn’t see his eyes, and the killer’s vigilance dropped slightly. Just as he was about to shoot and kill, the wood pile was kicked by Wen Fei and flew towards him, and the chaotic sparks and firewood were confused. His sight, the trigger was pulled, and the shot was placed on the top of the wall.

Before the match hit the ground, a black shadow like a spirit snake attacked directly, wrapped around his gun barrel, and pulled the gun body.The killer wanted to snatch the gun back, but he had lost the opportunity. When he abandoned the gun and retreated to the corner, he wanted to pull out the pistol from his waist, but Wen Fei was already close in front of him, and slit his throat with a knife.

When the blood spewed out, the killer was still wondering why he could react so quickly, and saw the blind man smilingly said: "My life is not up to a young man like you to take it."

In the forest by the sea, Zhan Zhuyan put the herbs he picked into his pocket, and looked coldly at the men in white who surrounded him.There were men and women among these people, and the muzzle of five black holes pointed at his head, and the situation was about to explode.

"Mr. Zhan, please come with us." The woman who took the lead was wearing goggles, and her voice became rough and hoarse after passing through the voice changer, which sounded like a man's voice.

"Yes." Zhan Zhuyan curled his lips into a smile, so cheerful that the besiegers were taken aback for a moment. "But... my wife is still waiting for me to come home for dinner, so he has to speak up." He kicked with long legs, bent down, kicked the gun away from the man opposite him, and grabbed the man behind him for a while. Blocking, bang bang bang, all three shots hit the target, Zhan Zhuyan handed over the dead man's gun, and with his backhand, another bullet hit the opposite person's heart.At this moment, the others came back to their senses, and brushed past Zhan Zhuyan's body several times.

Zhan Zhuyan dodged and retreated behind the tree trunk, the other three approached step by step, but lost Zhan Zhuyan's figure in the gunpowder smoke.

At this time, a figure descended from the sky and dragged the man who was behind with his hands folded behind the tree. Before the man could utter the words for help, his throat was sealed with a knife.

The gap in the woods was narrow, and when he finished dealing with this person, he also revealed his whereabouts. The remaining two fired consecutive shots, Zhan Zhuyan took a bullet, and raised his hand to finish them off with two shots.

When Zhan Zhuyan returned to the grotto, Wen Fei had already restored the kicked fire to its original appearance, and was gnawing on the compressed biscuits confiscated from the killer.The corpse was casually thrown aside, and he had already touched all the usable things on his body.

Zhan Zhuyan walked over in a few steps, snatched the things in his hand, and handed over the freshly picked wild fruit: "Do you dare to eat whatever comes from outside?"

Wen Fei didn't take it seriously, put the wild fruit into his mouth and ate it in two or three bites, and said calmly: "You're hungry." He turned his head and sniffed again, smelling gunpowder smoke, and said: "I got into a fight with someone. ?”

"When I was looking for medicine, I encountered a few ambushes and solved them."

"How many were killed?"

"Five." Zhan Zhuyan looked at the corpse in the corner with a frown, and said, "I'll go and see where he came from."

"I've seen it." Wen Feizhi said: "A mercenary, there is no family emblem on his body, he has a lot of gunshot wounds, and his muscles are strong. The gun is a high-end item on the black market." He tapped his cheek with his finger and said with a smile : "Didn't expect me to be so capable as a blind man?"

"I never doubted your ability." Zhan Zhuyan got up and walked over, dragged the killer's body into the sea, and when she came back, she found that Wen Fei stopped eating the fruit and raised her face towards herself :"injured?"

Zhan Zhuyan looked at the blood-colored coat, laughed at him and said, "Are you Sherlock Holmes reincarnated?"

"The nose and ears are just a little more sensitive." Wen Fei put the confiscated bullets and guns on the ground, and said calmly, "Divide the spoils."

Zhan Zhuyan didn't look at those weapons, bypassing them and squatting down in front of Wen Fei, crushed the medicinal herbs he found between his hands, and squeezed out the medicinal juice to drip on his eyes.

Wen Fei resisted not moving, and waited until he was done before he said: "It should be aimed at you. He paused when he saw me when he came in, and then shot me. If he just wanted to kill me, there's no need to make such a big deal out of it." battle."

"Sorry for putting you in danger." Zhan Zhuyan wrapped a silk scarf around his eyes, and tied a knot behind his head, moving gently, as if afraid of hurting him.After tying it up, he said again: "The few I met in the forest seem to be members of the four major families."

"Which one? Albert?" Perhaps because there was someone by his side, Wen Fei's attitude relaxed a lot, and she was even able to put her mind into flicking the messy black hair on her head.

"No, Exhibitor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Fei chuckled, as if he thought it was really amused, and the laughter became louder.After laughing enough, he said slowly: "Zhan Zhuyan, you can fucking do it, this patriarch makes you the right one, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. I thought you resigned by yourself, why, or Was kicked out?"

"Yeah, I was kicked out of the stage. Didn't I come to rely on you?" Zhan Zhuyan liked to see him smile. He can laugh a little longer and allow himself to look a little longer.

"Forget it, I don't accept junk snacks." Wen Fei refused very simply.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Zhan Zhuyan boldly put her face closer and leaned on his lap: "It's not someone under my command. There is Luoyun sitting in Zhan's house, so there is nothing wrong with it. It was my cousin who used to When he collapsed, his old friends took away a group of people, and I suspect they are making a comeback.”

Wen Fei pushed his head to the side, and said angrily: "Speak as you say, why don't you take advantage of me if you have nothing to do?"

"Because I miss you very much." Zhan Zhuyan held his hand, kissed his palm lightly, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry for leaving you here alone."

"You're not Monkey King, and you don't have the ability to clone yourself. You can do everything. How is your injury?"

What Zhan Zhuyan was waiting for was his words, and immediately called out twice, saying: "I was shot, it hurts badly."

Wen Fei dubiously groped along his chest, and when he reached his waist, he took out a gun from Zhan Zhuyan's waistband.The barrel of the gun has been broken, and there is a bullet stuck in it, which is the one that was fired at Zhan Zhuyan during the battle.

The corner of Wen Fei's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Is this the severe pain you said? Where did the blood come from?"

Zhan Zhuyan took off his coat, there was no scar on his body, he said with a smile: "Other people's, accidentally got it on during the fight."

Wen Fei threw the gun away, raised his hand and punched, and said, "I'll fuck you."

Zhan Zhuyan easily restrained his hand, and asked: "Why do you like to swear so much, you were not like this before."

"Have you been locked up with a group of mixed people for more than ten years?" Wen Fei said casually, but this sentence was like a sharp needle, and it leaked the balloon between the two of them. .Zhan Zhuyan fell silent, stopped joking with him, raised her hand to unbutton Wen Fei's clothes, and checked him for any wounds.After checking it over and over again to make sure that Wen Fei hadn't scratched at all during his departure, he was relieved.

He wanted to change the subject, so he asked him, "How did you untie the belt?"

Wen Feinu pursed his lips and said: "The other party has a gun. In order to seize the opportunity, I used it to wrap his gun."

So there was silence between the two of them again, and the topic went back around again, Zhan Zhuyan squatted in front of him, and asked him through the clearly extinguished fire: "A Fei, do you hate me?" He didn't wipe the corners at all, pierced into his chest like a sharp knife, and his chest was covered with blood, and the blood dripped to tear off the scab that had formed on Wen Fei's body.One sentence hurts two people, as if the kidnappers are forcing them to face the camera with a stern voice, toward the past that is covered in dust and sinking into the sea, but still shows a sense of existence every moment.

Wen Fei subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, as if he wanted to find a cigarette as usual, but he didn't realize that his cigarette and lighter seemed to be lost when he fell into the sea.

He felt that he was really strange. He was ready to let go when his revenge was successful, thinking that he could finally be reborn from the ashes, that those nightmares could be buried in dust, and he could show his face. Those who didn't want to pay attention Things that don't want to be remembered come flooding in.In front of anyone, he can play the game of life calmly, but in front of Zhan Zhuyan, all his temper can't hide, all the resentment can't be concealed, the hatred is so extreme that he can't wait to tear him apart, and he's afraid that it will be gone. He will be even more lonely in the future, with suffering to say.

Wen Fei turned to the direction of the fire, didn't say hate or don't hate, just opened his red lips lightly and uttered from his teeth: "Zhan Zhuyan, all the bad things in my life came after I met you. started."

Zhan Zhuyan seemed to have been crushed to the bone by this sentence, and didn't even have the courage to look directly at him for a moment.In the eyes of others, he lived a glorious life in this life, but in the eyes of the enemy, he is a tough nut to crack. Only when facing Wen Fei, he is full of debts and deep feelings, wishing to bury everything in Wen Fei's bones All the swords and swords were dug out and stuck into his body, and he licked and healed his wound bit by bit.