Predictably, after Yamamoto Miyamura leaves, the possibility of coming back is almost zero, and it is not a threat to us at all.

Moreover, how is Yamamoto Miyamura's own strength. Even Shadow Majie couldn't tell, some said his katana had reached the pinnacle, while others said he was a powerless businessman. And to the point where Yamamoto Miyamura is mixed, he doesn't need to do anything himself, so it's really not easy for Ma Jie to explore his strength.

And we don't have any good helpers in Yingze District, first, we can't let Lai Zhiyuan and them take this risk, and second, we haven't had time to gather the forces in Yingze District, so if we want to cut down Yamamoto Miyamura to the roots, we need to go into battle in person.

No matter how you look at it, turning a blind eye and letting Yamamoto Miyamura go away is the best choice.

But after some discussion, we decided to kill Yamamoto Miyamura for two reasons:

One. Yamamoto Miyamura has indeed done a lot of bad things over the years, and has harmed many men on Ryujo Road. If I let him go like this, it will really insult the prestige of my Longcheng man;

Second, Yamamoto Miyamura has a bad reputation in Yingze District, as can be seen from his nickname "Wako", if we kill him, then our prestige will be greatly improved, and it will not be so difficult to gather Yingze District.

Based on the above considerations, we began the plan to kill Yamamoto Miyamura.

After the plan was decided, a new problem came, Yamamoto Miyamura would fly directly to the East three days later, and for these three days he hid in a very safe room in the suburbs, surrounded by masters, and not even a fly could fly in.

How can this be fought?

We could have notified the police, but we wanted to kill the guy ourselves.

If the master is drawn from the three major forces, it is difficult to guarantee that Xinghuo will be angered again. But this level of battle can't be counted on Lai Zhiyuan and Snake Feet, which is really overwhelming - although Zheng Wu insists that he alone is enough.

We made a variety of offensive plans, but we vetoed them one by one, just when we felt desperate and ready to hand over to the police, but the sky is endless, Ma Jie brought a good news - before leaving, Yamamoto Miyamura will drink a bowl of Dragon City's first sheep soup!

That's right, it's Lao Yang's No. 1 sheep soup in Dragon City!

The mutton soup was delicious, and we always remembered it, but we still couldn't imagine how the older generation was so obsessed. Before "leaving", they all wanted to drink another bowl of mutton soup there.

However, this is undoubtedly a perfect opportunity to kill Yamamoto Miyamura.

Although Ma Jie didn't know exactly when he would go, or how many people Yamamoto Miyamura would bring with him, the news still made us very excited. It's only three days, and we've been lurking with Lao Yang all the time in these three days, isn't it?

As soon as the plan was proposed, everyone immediately put it into action.

It's still me and Monkey, Huang Jie, and Zheng Wu, and no matter how many people there are, there's no need for them.

This time, with full preparation, Monkey and Huang Jie and I all brought guns, which were the silver modified version of the Desert Eagle that had been used in Dongcheng.

Speaking of which, I haven't touched it in a long time. Worried about his hands, he also ran to the suburbs and fired two shots.

With plenty of ammunition and full preparations, Zheng Wu also put on his black robe and put on his black sunglasses. That night, instead of driving, we walked into the long alley, and after walking for more than thirty minutes, we finally saw the red tent with the lights on.

When we walked into the tent, Lao Yang, whose face was full of wrinkles, was sleeping in a rocking chair next to the fire. The fire has been extinguished, the wind outside is bone-chilling, and it is quite cold inside, Lao Yang can actually sleep, and he sleeps so soundly.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The monkey slapped Lao Yang a few times.

"Huh?" Lao Yang opened his confused eyes.

"Three bowls of mutton soup. The monkey gestured with three fingers.

"Okay, sit. Lao Yang staggered to his feet, as if his legs were numb because he had slept for too long.

A few of us sat down, and there weren't many tables in the tent, so we naturally chose the innermost and most inconspicuous place to sit down. It's so cold in this place, and the cold wind keeps pouring into it, and we shiver all over the cold.

I think we really paid a lot of price for killing someone.

Lao Yang walked to the edge of the stove and got up, cut the haggis and rolled the mutton soup. We also chatted and waited, and after a long while, there was still no movement on Lao Yang's side. We know that his mutton soup is slow, but it's not that slow.

The monkey couldn't help it: "Old Yang, what are you doing?"

Lao Yang turned around and said, "I don't know, this pot of mutton soup always doesn't roll." ”

Monkey: "...... Why don't you see if the fire is lit?"

Lao Yang looked down and said, "Ahhh ”

A few of us: "......"

Lao Yang suddenly raised his head and shouted at the room inside the tent: "Second son, come out and make a fire!"

We all wondered, who was the second son who burned the fire? After not seeing each other for many days, could it be that Lao Yang had hired a helper? After a while, the second son came out, a thin young man, wearing a tattered and dirty cotton jacket, which was dripping with grease, and it was quite similar to the clothes worn by Lao Yang.

And when I looked at his face, one of my hearts jumped up with a "bang", it turned out to be Lin Yi!

After not seeing him for many days, Lin Yi looked extremely haggard, his eyes were big and blank, and he walked lightly, as if he had lost his soul. Lin Yi walked very slowly, and Lao Yang had already scolded: "What are you doing slowly, hurry up and come over to light the fire!"

We sat on the side, but Lin Yi came out but didn't look at us, walked straight to the stove fire slowly, lowered his head and picked up the axe on the ground and chopped two pieces of firewood, and then carefully but indifferently threw it into the fire, slowly ignited it, and fanned it up with a fan.

He didn't look back the whole time.

Lin Yi's face was very dirty, and his hands were also dirty, as if he had rolled out of a garbage heap, and he was the arrogant and arrogant Lin Shaoshuai in the past. I can't believe my eyes.

Although it wasn't my fault in the first place, it was because of me that he became like this. I only looked at it a few times, and then I couldn't bear to look at it anymore and twisted my head to the side. The monkey and Huang Jie also recognized him, and tacitly agreed not to mention it in front of me.

Only Zheng Wu, he had never seen Lin Yi, and even the first sheep soup in Dragon City, he was here for the first time, so he kept chattering, saying that this old man was so dirty, and the young man was not clean, and the mutton soup made could be drunk.

The monkey only said, "Drink and you'll know." ”

After Lin Yi lit the fire, the mutton soup finally boiled, Lao Yang poured the soup into our bowl, and instructed Lin Yi to bring the mutton soup to us. Lin Yi brought the mutton soup bowl by bowl, still with dull eyes, like a walking corpse.

He gave it to the monkey first, then to Huang Jie, then to Zheng Wu, and finally to me. When it was brought to me, Lin Yi's eyes suddenly flashed and he looked up at me.

At this moment, our eyes met, and my heart was pounding, and I didn't know what he would say.

Lin Yi was unkempt, and although his eyes were looking at me, there was still no god in him. He put down the mutton soup and turned to leave, as if he didn't know me. And I was relieved that it was best not to speak, and it was even more embarrassing to save it.

The thought of our brothers is a scar that lingers in my heart.

But at this moment, Zheng Wu had already taken a sip of mutton soup, probably thinking it was too delicious, he grabbed Lin Yi's arm: "Brother, your mutton soup is so delicious, can you tell me how to make it?"

Lin Yi looked at Zheng Wu blankly and didn't say a word. Jin Li's garbage.

"Why don't you speak, are you dumb?" asked Zheng Wu confusedly.

Lin Yi stood next to me, I felt uncomfortable again, the young man who was full of energy in the past was now being grabbed by the arm and asked if he was a dumb person, just thinking about it was embarrassing!

"Zheng Wu, what are you doing, let him go. The monkey said suddenly.

"Oh, I just wanted to ask. Zheng Wu inexplicably let go of Lin Yi's arm.

Lin Yi continued to walk towards the fire, and the distance from me became farther and farther away, making me let out a long breath. This time, there was no need for Lao Yang to say, Lin Yi walked to the side and cleaned up, picked up the rag and wiped the stove and the board clean.

Lao Yang lay on his side and fell asleep.

After cleaning up, Lin Yi didn't go back to the house, but stood next to the stove, as if waiting for us to finish drinking and putting away the bowls.

We chatted and drank soup at the same time, Zheng Wu kept praising this sheep soup for being so delicious, so delicious that people couldn't help but want to cry, and we all laughed and scolded him for not seeing the world.

After drinking the soup, we didn't leave because we had to wait for Yamamoto Miyamura.

Zheng Wu shouted: "Second son, put away the bowl!"

Lin Yi came over, put away our bowls, and wiped the table clean with a rag. After cleaning up, Lin Yi was still standing next to the fire, his eyes were dull, as if he was in a daze.

Lao Yang was already asleep.

Zheng Wu shouted again: "Second son, go back to sleep, don't worry about us, let's chat here for a while." ”

Lin Yi didn't speak.

"Second son?" Zheng Wu asked, "You can't be a fool, right?"

Lin Yi nodded: "I'm a fool." ”

Zheng Wu laughed: "I've lived for so long, it's the first time I've seen someone say they're stupid!"

Lin Yi continued: "Then you have seen it now. ”

Zheng Wu waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you go back to sleep, if necessary, we will call you again." ”

"Don't go. ”

"Why?" Zheng Wu wondered.

"I have something to say. ”

"What?"

Lin Yi suddenly turned his head to look at me: "Zuo Fei, why do you still have the courage to come here?"