In the long-distance bus station, seeing that the passengers were almost on the board, just when the ticket seller was about to close the door, a young man suddenly ran over from the side.

"Wait a minute......"

The young man is about twenty years old, with jeans, jackets, sneakers, a tall figure, and a rather sunny look, which makes people feel good at a glance, it is Ye Qiao.

"Is this car going to the Li River?" While speaking, Ye Qiao handed the ticket in his hand to the eldest sister who sold the ticket.

By the way, the ticket seller nodded and said, "Well, hurry up and get on the bus, the bus will depart soon." ”

With a slight smile, Ye Qiao jumped onto the car with an arrow step.

Because it wasn't a holiday, there weren't many passengers on the bus, so after finding a window seat and sitting down, he sat down.

Leaning on the comfortable back of the chair, feeling the fatigue of rushing for days like a tide, Ye Qiao couldn't help yawning, the matter of An's old house was already in the past for him at this time, after so many years of training, although this matter had a big impact, but he was not worried at all, all the clues about him on the scene had already disappeared with the heavy rain, and the reason for the amnesia of those bodyguards was the drug he obtained in a primitive tribe in Africa at that time, although the effect was scientifically explained, but the effect was undoubted。

In short, even if Holmes is alive now, I am afraid that he will beat his chest in the face of this case, and he is helpless!

And just when Ye Qiao was about to close his eyes, he vaguely felt something strange, and when he looked up, he found that a little Lori on the seat at the other end of the aisle was lying on the backrest, staring wide-eyed, tilting his head, and looking at him curiously.

The little girl is about seven or eight years old, with big black eyes, a round little face that is white and ruddy, and her bangs are like a watermelon peel upside down on her head, wearing a pink bubble skirt, with a small yellow hairpin on her head, sitting on the seat, her legs are dangling, and she is indescribably cute.

Looking at Ye Qiao, the little girl did not reveal the shyness unique to this age, but smiled, and her eyes were bent into two crescents.

Adjusted the back of the chair and lay down in a comfortable position, Ye Qiao's eyes were half-squinted and half-open, as if he was asleep, but his mind actually appeared to do what he wanted to do when he went to Lijiang City this time.

The inside story of the battle between the An family twenty-three years ago was told to him by the black wolf back then.

The world is so wonderful, no one would have thought that just one night, a teenager would change from a small son to a homeless wanderer, although the past has become a cloud of the past, but for three things, the black wolf has been haunted by it.

First, whether his father's death was an accident or another reason, although he always suspected that it was his second uncle's hand, but some things always had to be asked face to face.

Second, as a descendant of the An family, he is not very interested in talent and wealth, but he doesn't want to wander outside after death!

Third, he has a younger sister, the two were separated when he fled for his life in the early years, he has been running around all these years, and he has no fixed place to live, so he naturally hopes that his sister's life will be stable and safe.

Although the black wolf said these three things with a joking expression back then, Ye Qiao heard it in his ears and kept it in his heart!

For the feelings of the black wolf, his heart is extremely complicated......

He was picked up from the garbage heap by the black wolf, and because of the identity of the black wolf, Ye Qiao almost crawled out of the gunfire since he was a child......

Blackwater!

Siberian Training Camp!

Middle Eastern deserts!

North Africa ......

There is no mutual affection between the two men, and all that runs through Ye Qiao's entire childhood and youth memories is the roar of artillery fire on the battlefield and the dust filled with gunsmoke.

The black wolf has a beard on his face, a burly and strong body, wears a vest that can no longer distinguish his original color, and carries two bullet chains on his shoulders, just like the protagonist in a Hollywood blockbuster, with a cigar in his mouth all the year round, and two rows of white teeth when he smiles, which is in stark contrast to the black and red on his face that has been smoked by the war all year round.

Black Wolf's profession is an international mercenary, just like his nickname, he is cunning, insidious, and forbearing, and his level is extremely high.

The black wolf didn't like this nickname, in his words, this nickname was too high-profile, and Ye Qiao was very puzzled by this......

Glancing at him meaningfully, the black wolf spit out a smoke ring, and said something meaningfully that Ye Qiao didn't understand until a long time later.

"Because I want to live longer, and if I want to live longer, I have to keep a low profile!"

Although Ye Qiao understood this sentence later, the price he paid was really a big ......

The black wolf is dead!

And that shot was originally aimed at Ye Qiao, and at the last moment, it was the black wolf who pushed him aside, but he was hit in the chest, and under the action of the huge impulse, the black wolf's entire back exploded, and he didn't even have time to say a complete sentence before he died.

Then, after three days of pursuit, the cunning opponent escaped his pursuit...... Touching the bullet casing hanging from his chest, he couldn't help but clench his fist, which was left by the sniper and the only clue to the black wolf's death.

"Big brother, don't worry!"

The black wolf's first two wishes, Ye Qiao, have already helped him fulfill, and the next thing is to do the third thing.

……

Shaking his head and banishing the past from his mind, Ye Qiao raised his head.

The next moment, looking ahead, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

On the front row of seats, a middle-aged man in his thirties with pockmarks on his face was stretching his waist, his eyes looked around seemingly casual but sneaky, and when he found Ye Qiao looking at him, he glared at him threateningly, then turned his head and leaned towards the seat next to him......

The object of the numb face is a fat man in his forties, with a big belly, who has been sleeping since he got in the car, snoring like thunder, and the bulging satchel is sandwiched under the armpit......

Seeing that the other party didn't look like he was going to wake up, he swallowed his saliva, carefully grabbed the zipper, and was about to pull it to the side.

But at this moment, Ye Qiao suddenly coughed vigorously.

At this time, all the attention of the hemp face was focused on the shoulder bag of the fat man next to him, and he was startled by the sudden sound in his ears without warning, and as a result, his body trembled, his hand shook, and he stabbed directly on the fat man's ribs......

"Whew......"

I don't know if the hemp face was really scared too hard or the fat man's own physique was too weak, in short, the fat man was obviously stabbed lightly, jumped up from the seat with a snort, gasped again and again, covered his ribs, and glared at the hemp face angrily.