"Bang!"

A loud bang pierced the sky, uh! Zhang Yao, who had just wanted to get up, snorted, only to see a hole the size of two fingers on his lower abdomen, and blood was gurgling out of the hole in his clothes.

"Brother!" Huo Siao's eyes were red, and his figure bounced directly off the ground, regardless of pulling the trigger, shooting indiscriminately in the direction where the gunshots came.

Nima, who is Zhang Yao, that is Huo Siao's friend, that is a friend who has experienced life and death together, Huo Siao's friends are not many, and there are even fewer intimate friends, Meng Shuai is one, and this Zhang Yao is even more one.

Huo Siao's eyes were bloodshot, as if he was a demon who had just climbed up from hell.

"Click!"* The bullet was instantly shot out by Huo Siao, and he shook off his two long legs and ran in an S-shaped line to rush in the direction of the sniper.

The pistol in his hand also kept spewing out fiery snakes, and he knew that if he didn't kill this group of people today, he might be the one who died the next day.

The sniper was obviously shocked by Huo Siao, he didn't expect Huo Siao to be so fierce and dare to rush up and fight with him, but he quickly reacted, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at the figure running towards him in the sniper scope and constantly pulled the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

This shot hit Huo Siao's feet with dirt and dirt flying on the ground, but he just couldn't touch him, which made people sigh, maybe people can really be faster than bullets at a certain point, after all, bullets are dead, people are alive.

"Damn!" The sniper saw that he couldn't hit Huo Siao at all, and he scolded secretly, he didn't stay any longer, got up from the ground and turned around and wanted to run, but at this time it was too late to run.

Huo Siao rushed to him in an instant, kicked him on the chest, kept moving, rushed to him, stepped on his chest and said: "You remember for me, I'm called a greedy wolf!"

Then he didn't have a chance to fight back, and in the blink of an eye, a white light flashed from the sniper's neck, only to see an extra red mark on his neck, the red mark gradually expanded, and finally like a spring, Yin Hong's blood gushed out, spraying onto Huo Siao's face.

Huo Siao didn't have time to pose here, and hurriedly ran back to Zhang Yao's position, at this time Zhang Yao was sitting on the ground with a pale face, and the wound on his lower abdomen was still gurgling blood.

"Damn, it hurts labor and management!"

Looking at his appearance, Huo Siao's heart was shocked, tears almost flowed out, and he hurriedly helped him up from the ground, and asked with concern: "How is it, can you still go?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yao bit his lip tightly and said, "Hurry up, this place is not a place to stay for a long time, there must be more than a group of them looking for us again!"

Zhang Yao took out the compass from his arms and handed it to Huo Siao and said: "I have been here before, there is a small town ten kilometers north, how can there be a hospital, we have to hurry up, when we get there, we will be safe!"

"Okay!" Huo Siao didn't hesitate, put Zhang Yao's arm around his neck and limped north.

Ten kilometers away, it is not far away, but it is not close to it, although the injuries on Huo Siao's body are relatively light, but the injuries on Zhang Yao's body cannot be delayed, his face is getting paler and paler, and blood keeps flowing out of the wounds.

"Uhhhh ”

As soon as he walked not far away, Zhang Yao's legs were weak and he almost knelt on the ground, but fortunately, Huo Siao quickly pulled him up with his hands and asked with concern: "How is it, can you still hold on?"

"Yes!"

At this time, Zhang Yao didn't even have the strength to breathe, but he didn't seem to be dragging Huo Siao, and it was a burden to carry a seriously injured person like him at this time.

Knowing that he was pretending to be strong, Huo Siao didn't say much, whether he agreed or not to carry his body on his shoulders and sprint to the north with all his might, but don't forget that Huo Siao still had injuries on his body, because the wounds that had been bandaged by the vigorous exercise just now began to bleed again.

That kind of severe pain is not something that ordinary people can bear at all, if it weren't for Huo Siao's hard life in the black prison, I'm afraid he would have fallen down a long time ago, let alone carrying a living person of nearly one hundred and fifty pounds to sprint.

Huo Siao's forehead had a layer of sweat beads, blood dripped on the ground along the legs of his clothes, and he didn't know if it was his own or Zhang Yao's, maybe both, now he is completely relying on a will to persist, a will to live to let himself live, and let Zhang Yao live.

Zhang Yao also saw these in his eyes, at this time he even had the urge to cry, he and Huo Siao were actually not close friends, but just friends who had performed tasks together.

At that time, he just looked at Huo Siao, a child who was not bad, and wanted to make friends with him, but he never thought that one day, he would desperately save himself.

Zhang Yao bit his lip tightly, patted Huo Siao's back, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Brother, let my brother down, my brother can go!"

"No!" Huo Siao refused without thinking about it, although he had injuries on his body, but Zhang Yao's injuries were even more serious, and he sprinted without looking back, no matter how Zhang Yao struggled, he didn't put him down, and grabbed Zhang Yao's collar and belt with his palms.

He is such a person, a person similar to a split personality, a person who is incomprehensible, sometimes he is ruthless, an old man or a child he can kill the butcher and the beast.

Sometimes he is arrogant and doesn't take anyone seriously, no matter how big that person's background is, how big his identity is, and how much the little brother is standing behind him.

Sometimes he is single-minded, no matter how Gao Lan treats him, he still loves Gao Lan.

Sometimes he is so righteous and thin, and at this moment of crisis, no matter how many pursuers there are in the rear, no matter how heavy the wounds on his body are, and how much blood is shed, he will take his brother with him.

He could feel that the vitality in his body was losing little by little with the blood flowing out of his body, but there was still a belief supporting him, so that he could not fall, but he still couldn't hold on.

Huo Siao is still a person after all, not a god, his willpower is strong, he is just a mortal with a physical body, when he ran seven or eight kilometers, his vision in front of him has become blurred, and his steps have become messy.

In the end, he fell outside the town, Zhang Yao lay on his body and didn't move, the two of them just lay there, blood flowed all over the ground, the beautiful sunset reflected the bodies of the two, for a moment, as if people saw their past.

Zhang Yao, since he was a child, is a waste in the eyes of his parents, except for going to the Internet café, he will not know anything, but he is such a waste, he has an indescribable feeling about computers since he was a child, he uses his pocket money to go online, and uses his spare time to find a computer teacher to learn programs.

It's such a waste, his parents don't let him go online and don't give him extra money, he can go to the construction site when he is less than 14 years old to carry wood heavier than him, it is such a waste, when he is 20 years old, he can break through the network firewall designed by most companies in the world.

And Huo Siao, he hasn't seen his mother since he was five years old, he has lived completely by relying on his instinct to survive, he has killed people when he hasn't eaten since he was a child, and he kills people when he doesn't drink, perhaps, he can't do anything but kill, he is a living killing machine.

But is this what he is willing to live?

The answer is no, maybe if he hadn't been kidnapped and followed his mother back to China, although life may not be as good as imagined, but with his intelligence, he can definitely be admitted to a good university and find a good girlfriend.

When they graduate, the two of them will find a decent job and live a peaceful life, but this is just an illusion for Huo Siao, because he has already embarked on this life.

Actually, we are all poor people, a group of poor people who will do anything to survive.

But God has always favored the poor man, and he will never forget that there is a kind of human being in this world called "poor man." ”

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"Uh... ”

Huo Siao woke up slowly, he slowly opened his eyes to adapt to the dazzling sunlight, and the mighty wind blew the bed curtains.

He opened his eyes and saw that everything in the room was white, white sheets, white curtains, white bedside tables, white everything.

This is the second time he feels that the sun is so beautiful, the first time is that he spent nearly five years in the black prison before Xia Cang allowed him to come to the ground to bask in the sun, maybe that time was the same as now, it was a rebirth for Huo Siao.

"Awake?"

Huo Siao turned his head to look and saw Zhang Yaozheng looking at him with a happy face.

Although Zhang Yao's injuries were much heavier than Huo Siao's, after all, he didn't run as desperately as Huo Siao, and the blood in his body didn't flow out as much as Huo Siao, and he looked a little better than Huo Siao.

"Where is this?"

Huo Siao's eyes looked at the roof of the shed a little sluggishly, he had a long dream when he was in a coma these days, or a dream that he had been repeating, he dreamed of a manor, a very, very gorgeous manor, and there was a beautiful woman in the manor who was watering the flowers with a shower.

He had a feeling that this person must be his mother, and in the dream he desperately wanted to run over, but he couldn't run over, he couldn't run over, and the figure was getting farther and farther away from him.

It wasn't the first time he had this dream, this dream had appeared in his mind for an unknown number of times, Huo Siao knew that it must be related to his childhood memories, and that manor might be his home.

He secretly made up his mind that when this time was over, he must go back to find his roots, find his mother, see what she had become when she fell to the ground, tell her that he missed her, and ask her if she missed herself and missed herself!