A dilapidated residential building, a clinging figure, just like this, broke in without warning.

The flush on the drunken young man's face faded a lot, and the confusion and confusion in his eyes were gradually replaced by a hint of clarity.

In the process of going upstairs, "Ahem!" The young man coughed dryly, only to find that his voice was a little hoarse, and a helpless wry smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He was completely drunk, and he didn't remember what had happened when he was drunk, only that he was drunk, and then he came home inexplicably, and as for some of the episodes, including the fact that he had long forgotten all the way to singing.

Still, that's fine. The young man hadn't indulged himself for a long time, and now, he could clearly feel that his body and mind were much lighter.

"But this head is uncomfortable, and my whole body, why is it inexplicably sore. The young man shook his head, no longer thinking about what was going on with him, and walked straight into the house.

There are just some furniture in the house, and clothes and the like are everywhere, and it looks like they haven't been cleaned for a long time. He lives alone, and is very casual in his daily life.

The night is thick, the moonlight is like water, through the gap between the curtains, the moonlight is tilted crookedly in this small room, accompanied by the sound of water in the bathroom, the combination of the moon and the water, rendering a bit of tranquility and softness for this room.

A tall figure was bathed in the moonlight, and the soft light sprinkled on the man's face, with the man's deep eyes, making the drunkard just now change his whole appearance, looking so mature and mysterious.

The young man was half-lying at the head of the bed, and in the bright moon and clear light, his figure seemed a little lonely.

A pair of black eyes narrowed slightly, an indescribable sadness spread in his eyes, and he trembled and took out a yellowed photograph from under his pillow, which was the mark of time.

In the photo, a little boy sits on the shoulders of a middle-aged man, with the vast desert behind him, and through the photo, you can clearly see the childish smile of the little boy and the amiable smile of the middle-aged man. On the back of the photo, a few big words were written crookedly, "Gong Changqing and Uncle He." ”

That's right, the little boy in the photo is the current young man, Gong Changqing, and the middle-aged man is Gong Changqing's dearest and beloved person, Uncle He.

Gong Changqing's childhood was tragic, he was an outcast, in his surviving childhood memories, every day with a big worn-out bowl, stretched out a pair of small black hands, begging from the world.

That society is indifferent, white eyes, discrimination, and insults are commonplace, and even sometimes, he is chased and bitten by dogs for food, and it is the survival instinct that supports him to live.

Until one day, a man stood in front of him, stretched out his broad palm, and with a warm smile on his rough face, and said, "Will you come with me?"

He hesitated for a moment, then put his small black hand on the thick palm of his hand.

"Hmm!" followed the childish voice of the little boy.

Since then, he has experienced happiness, freedom and warmth, and learned to laugh for the first time. In those days, he had his own name, "Gong Changqing," and he also knew the man's name, "He Man," and he affectionately called him Uncle He.

Once, the little boy asked him, "Uncle He, why don't you let me take your surname?"

Uncle He didn't answer directly, but there was a hint of complexity in his eyes, he touched the little boy's hair, sighed heavily, and then said: "Changqing, you have to remember that your name can only be Gong Changqing, don't ask why." The little boy could only nod his head in understanding.

When he grows up a little, the boy slowly transforms into a teenager. One day, Uncle He walked up to Gong Changqing and looked at the young man who was gradually surpassing him, he was a little emotional, but more decisive.

He said seriously: "Changqing, you are growing up, you also need to make some choices, I have two options here, one is to live a dull life, I will give you money that you can't spend for a lifetime, and the other is to go abroad with me and become a mercenary, mercenary, what does it mean, I won't say more, Uncle He respects your choice." ”

Gong Changqing didn't make a choice immediately, but asked, "If you choose the first option, then Uncle He, will you still go abroad to be your mercenary?" Uncle He nodded, although he longed for a dull life, but the reality did not allow it.

Then, Gong Changqing didn't hesitate at all, "I'll choose the second option, and I'll go with Uncle He to become a mercenary." ”

A trace of surprise flashed in Uncle He's eyes, "Changqing, mercenary, that's a rain of bullets, everyone is precarious, are you sure you want to choose?"

"Uncle He, without your life, I would rather go back to the life of begging when I was a child, in short, in this life and this life, I will follow you, no matter the sword and the sea of fire. Gong Changqing replied with a chuckle, his voice so firm.

"You guy," Uncle He's nose was sore, his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, he rubbed the young man's head vigorously, raised his head, and then took a deep breath: "This is your choice, don't regret it then." ”

"Uncle He, what I regret now is that I didn't meet you a day earlier. ”

"Changqing, you kid, you speak one by one, where did you learn it?"

"Hehe, Uncle He, why are you crying, are you moved by me?"

"Stinky fart, Lao Tzu is in the sand. ”

"Haha"

……

In the days to come, in the depths of a wasteland abroad, the mercenary journey of two people has officially begun!

"Tick tock," like the sound of water droplets, interrupted Gong Changqing's memories and brought time back to this moonlit room again.

The moonlight outside the window was a little hazy, a pair of black eyes were blurred, and the photo in Gong Changqing's hand had a few more wet marks, he touched the corners of his eyes, and his fingertips were stained with tears.

Under the moonlight, his two tear stains were dry and wet.

"Why, you still left me after all. A cold voice sounded in the lonely night, like Gong Changqing's muttering. He rubbed the yellowed photograph with trembling hands, and a great sadness uncontrollably welled up in his heart, staining the night with a bit of desolation.

Before he knew it, two new tears were added to his face, and time went back in time again.

How many times, how many times his life hangs by a thread, the boy grows up step by step, and in the baptism of wind and fire, Gong Changqing has become a mercenary in his own right. In the mercenary group he was in, he existed like a needle in the sea.

From an unknown mercenary team to a growing mercenary group, Gong Changqing has made great contributions.

Every mercenary's favorite place after completing the task is the bar, but Gong Changqing and Uncle He seem a little different in the entire mercenary group, when they complete the task perfectly, instead of going to the bar to indulge, but to some quiet places, fishing, drinking.

In the eyes of the other mercenary companions, they were like a father and son.

But there are unforeseen circumstances, in a simple task of Uncle He, Gong Changqing is fiddling with a game of chess at home, waiting for Uncle He to return from completing the task. But who knows, what is waiting for is Uncle He's corpse.

As a result, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, shattering Gong Changqing's belief, and at that moment, he collapsed to the ground weakly, looking at the familiar face in front of him, no matter how he called, he never opened his eyes. He cried, like a child, and threw himself on the body without temperature, crying uncontrollably.

"Changqing, you are so powerful, dozens of people were put down by you in an instant. ”

"Alas, Changqing, when you finish this task, Uncle He will help you say a daughter-in-law. ”

"Look at our leader, he is really beautiful, evergreen, if you don't think about our leader, I think you are quite worthy. ”

……

"Changqing, set up the chess pieces at home, and wait for me to come back and fight three hundred rounds. ”

A familiar voice is a thing of the past, Gong Changqing locked himself and Uncle He's bodies in the room, and throughout the day, the mercenaries guarding outside could always hear a man's whisper intermittently coming from the room.

The next day, Gong Chang Qingran walked towards the most beautiful lake in New York City with Uncle He's body in his arms, followed by hundreds of heavily armed mercenaries, all the way unhindered, and then, he buried Uncle He on the side of the lake with his own hands, because Uncle He's favorite place in front of him is here.

"Commander, tell me, who is the murderer?" Back at the camp, it was already dark, and Gong Changqing asked the beautiful woman in front of him in a hoarse voice.

"I can't tell you, and Uncle He doesn't want you to know. The woman shook her head and did not answer his question.

"Dai Ruosi, who is it?" Gong Changqing's eyes were red, and he roared angrily.

"Alas," the woman named Deros sighed, looking at the almost crazy face in front of her, she knew that even if she didn't say it, with the ability of the bow to be evergreen, she would know the truth, but it was only a matter of time.

After hesitating for a moment, Dai Ruosi's red lips opened lightly, and she decided to tell him the answer: "It was the people of the Scorpion Mercenary Group who designed to kill Uncle He, and this mission was a trap from the beginning, in order to suppress our Scarlet Mercenary Group." Who made our mercenary group grow rapidly in strength in recent years, which caused the displeasure of other mercenary groups. ”

"Scorpion mercenary group, wait, I'll let you be buried with Uncle He!" Gong Changqing instantly brewed a monstrous killing intent, and at this moment, he seemed to be incarnated into a hell of death.

Derothy's heart sank, and she was a little oppressed by this murderous aura and it was difficult to breathe. She hurriedly took a few steps back and gasped: "Changqing, don't be stupid, the Scorpion Mercenary Group is the largest mercenary group in the world, and our Scarlet Mercenary Group only has a place in the world's mercenary group, and the difference in strength is too great." When we endure humiliation and develop for a few more years, our strength will definitely surpass that of the Scorpion Mercenary Group, and it will not be too late to take revenge. ”

"No, this is my personal matter, it has nothing to do with the entire mercenary group, Uncle He's revenge will be avenged by me alone. After speaking, regardless of Deruos's objection, Gong Changqing walked into the darkness alone, and the lonely figure disappeared in the darkness in an instant.

"Changqing, you must be safe. Deros folded her hands and muttered to herself as she looked reverently into the endless night.

A month later, next to Lake Alondo, the most beautiful lake in New York City, there was a thin back with a bloody head in his hand.

"Uncle He, Changqing avenged you, you once said that you have always wanted to go back to China to see, that is your real home, now, Changqing has decided to live a good life for you, Uncle He, let's go home." ”

From this day on, there is a legend in the mercenary world, Hades, the king of Hades, with the power of one person, slaughtered the first mercenary group and personally twisted off the head of the head of the scorpion mercenary group.

Hades is the title of the mercenary of the bow evergreen, and he has created a legend for the sake of his loved ones.

…

"Uncle He, Changqing misses you. Time returned to the hut, tears blurred Gong Changqing's vision again, and in the moonlight, he cried loudly. Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, it's just that it's not time to be sad.

Slowly, with the last tear, Gong Changqing fell asleep, this night, he had a dream, dreamed that he had become a little boy, as soon as he turned around, Uncle He was beside him, on the deserted street, a large and a small figure walked hand in hand...