It's 10 minutes into summer and the weather is hot. The weather in the north was so hot that it wanted to roast every living thing it came across. The willows on both sides of the road hang low, lazily and lifeless, silently protesting against the violence of nature and showing no concern for life.

Under two large trees on the side of the mountain road, Nighthawk is lying leisurely in a hammock. He hummed a little song he had learned from the thorns, and covered his face from the burning sun with a huge banana leaf to avoid the scorching sun. The body is swaying back and forth with the hammock by inertia, and it looks very comfortable.

It has been more than a month since Fuso's return. They said goodbye to Master Wen, and under the escort of the submarine, they marched all the way, chopping waves. Finally returned to the arms of the motherland.

Stepping on the majestic land of the motherland, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The scarred big guy was sent directly to this hot spring sanatorium. The healing of wounds, the cultivation of self-cultivation, and the leisurely life of a rich man.

The most important thing is that the military thorn, which is already half dead, has been effectively treated! Finally, in the real relief of everyone, the military assassin was out of danger.

The boy, who had been asleep for two weeks, woke up and looked at his comrades who surrounded him with a surprised expression. There was a loud stinky fart first, and then he smiled faintly in the disgusted eyes of everyone.

In the days when the military stab was injured, it was basically Monroe who was taking care of him. A weak woman resolutely took on the burden of two people's lives. A handful of and a handful of urine, like a newborn baby. Every day, I have to rub my body for the military thorns to prevent the military thorns from stinking all over my body and attracting flies in this hot summer.

Once Nighthawk happened to pass by the door and suddenly heard a low whimper. When I listened carefully, I realized that it was Monroe crying.

Nighthawk could never have imagined that Monroe, who had such a strong personality and killed people without blinking, would cry bitterly in the dead of night, guarding the body of the military assassin who did not know when he would wake up.

Nighthawk thought, maybe it was Monroe's long-standing and strong heart. I just got a strong arm that can take care of my life, but I am about to lose it in the blink of an eye. is unwilling and aggrieved, so she will be sad and cry. Nighthawk sighed, not disturbing her world. Sometimes it's better for people to live in their own world.

It's all right now, the military stab woke up, Monroe smiled, and everyone was relieved. Even Nighthawk's own injuries were almost healed. At this moment, the nighthawk in the shade of the trees is very comfortable, and I just want to quietly enjoy the great pleasure that this short beauty brings to my life.

"I'm so comfortable, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become a hermit in the countryside." Hearing these familiar warm words, Nighthawk flipped from the hammock and fell to the ground.

The body draws a beautiful arc in the air, and the movements are elegant, which is pleasing to the eyes of those who watch. Even the hammock behind him, which was still swinging in the air, seemed to sway back and forth according to a peculiar pattern. Lao Zhou felt that the nighthawk in front of him was no longer the nighthawk of Fusang. It's like becoming a worldly master, unfathomable.

"You're good, you're almost recovered? All so agile. Old Zhou laughed and came up to hug the Nighthawk tightly.

After returning from Fusang, Lao Zhou only appeared in a hurry a few times. Life in a spa is good, but compared to the excitement of meeting old friends, it's far from it.

Nighthawk laughed and said, "You're gone, we're all like rats locked up." No one hurts, no one loves, and no one cares. Except for three meals a day like a prisoner, the rest of the time can only be passed like this. Could it be that you still want us to build a house and farm in this broken mountain and live a self-sufficient life? The two laughed, and Lao Zhou even punched the nighthawk: "I haven't been here for a few days, you see that your kid is getting more and more improper." "Say, what kind of task, you have always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." Nighthawk smiled and said earnestly.

Looking at Nighthawk's stern expression, Lao Zhou was amused and laughed. The tears of laughter were blurred, and I couldn't straighten my waist. When Nighthawk was about to treat him as an idiot and send him directly to a mental hospital, Lao Zhou finally held back a smile and said sincerely, "Don't always think of me as bad, in fact, I'm a good person, but this time I really have a task." Upon hearing this, Nighthawk's face fluttered: "I knew you had it, but I still pretended not to say it." Lao Zhou still laughed and said: "But this time is different from the past, you don't need to go to the front line to shout and kill, the organization has decided to let you take a big vacation." I guess you're tired of staying here, so let's go for a walk. "Vacation?" This was something Nighthawk didn't expect, the word was so foreign to him, maybe he didn't have anything to do with him in this life.

He has long dedicated his life to the army and to the hidden front. It is rare to think that even in his spare time he will have a private life, and all of his qiē should be brothers. But the sudden relaxation at this moment caught him a little off guard, and he stood on the spot at a loss.

As if he could see through his thoughts, Lao Zhou patted Nighthawk's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Go home and have a look, I know you haven't been back for a long time." Ignoring the numb Nighthawk, Lao Zhou turned around and walked back.

He didn't take two steps, he suddenly paused, as if he thought of something, and said in a loud voice: "There are two cars at the door, under your command, you can go whenever you want." Let go of yourself, it's time for you to get back to your old self. "As he did when he came, there was no greeting. By the time Nighthawk came to his senses, Old Zhou had disappeared at the end of the bluestone-paved steps in front of him. The Buddha never appeared, just a daydream of the Nighthawk.

"Find yourself, then where am I?" Nighthawk muttered incomprehensibly, a pain of confusion in his heart.

"Captain, why are you standing in the sun? It's a poisonous day, don't get heat stroke! The black bear's words of concern rang in his ears, startling Nighthawk. may have been too engrossed, and he didn't even notice that the black bear walked to his side, and regardless of the strange look on his face, Nighthawk only smiled awkwardly: "Why are you here?" Can I help you? "For this comrade-in-arms who is usually like his big brother, Nighthawk still has a lot of respect.

The black bear instantly forgot about Nighthawk's Mu Ne just now, and said with a smile: "Oh, I almost forgot, this kid is quite fast, and he can already walk around on the ground, and he doesn't need to be helped, he walks quite fast." Nighthawk was also relieved. Although this kid woke up, he has been on the road for almost a month. Now that he can finally stand up, it means that this kid has finally survived.

There are many people who just can't get past the last hurdle and haven't stood up again for the rest of their lives. It seems that love and comradeship are still very great.

"Let's go, go and see, this kid is not honest if he can move. Don't stop watching and cause something to happen to us. Nighthawk laughed and teased, "By the way, I have something to tell you." Halfway up the hill of the sanatorium, a chic house built with half a room suspended in the air, the cool breeze hits, and it is not invaded by the heat outside the house at all, giving people a feeling of being out of the world.

The team members were sitting together, quietly waiting for Nighthawk to speak.

"Lao Zhou came here just now, let me say hello to everyone, he can't come to greet everyone if he has something. He told me that the organization had decided to give us a big leave, and if any of you wanted to go, there were two cars at the door, and they would be at your disposal at any time. "Wow! Like a small bomb exploding, the team members excitedly exchanged ears.

After being stuffy here for so long, the injured ones have long since recovered. Convalesce! It's like being in prison, and a person like a black bear who has a family and a business has long been like an arrow.

They all talked about where they were going, what they were going to do, and even the plans for going were all thought out here.

Listening to the cheerful stories of the team members, Nighthawk stood alone at the window. Facing the breeze, he quietly lit a cigarette, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the overlapping mountains in the distance, as if he wanted to see the scenery farther through the rows of green, deep and lonely.

"Captain, what's wrong?" The black bear saw that Nighthawk was a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but lean in and ask with concern.

"Nothing!" Nighthawk turned his head and smiled faintly at the black bear, but the laughter was full of confusion and uncertainty: "I was just thinking, you are all gone, where should I go?" "Aren't you going home? By the way, I've been with you for so long, why haven't I heard you mention home? The black bear asked curiously.

"Home? Hehe, I'm long gone! Nighthawk's smile was so bleak that even the black bear looked at it so sadly.

No one asks anything anymore! Nighthawk's expression was something the team had never seen before. Everyone knows that Nighthawk, who is as strong as steel, is really sad at this time.

"Captain, go to me!" The black bear suddenly said, "Do you remember what I told you last time?" My wife is looking for a nice girl for you, and the girl listens to your words and wants to meet you very much. No, we just have time, so let's not miss it. Nighthawk was stunned, listening to such a crying and laughing persuasion, Nighthawk pulled his figure out of the past.

None of the soldiers were fuel-efficient lamps, and when they heard the words of the black bear, they immediately hugged them, and even the military thorn who was slumped in the chair and gasping for breath struggled to come forward under Monroe's careful support.

"That's right, captain, go ahead, and find us a sister-in-law too." "Yes, Captain, you're not a big boss, you have to hurry" "Captain, if you don't look for it again, it's impossible to say if the thing below will work." Listening to the military spur that was extremely disturbing as soon as it came up, everyone booed, and even Monroe next to him lowered his head red.

"Okay, let's go check it out." Nighthawk, who was really entangled, had to reluctantly agree. He would never have imagined that what his sadness had seduced might be a long-lost happiness.

"However, I have to go home, and I haven't been back in a long time. There's something I've got to go back and see. Nighthawk remembered Old Zhou's words. At this time, his heart, like all those who want to go home, is so impatient.

"Captain, I'll go with you." The mine suddenly stood up and said with a lonely face.

At this time, Nighthawk realized that in fact, there was a person like him in this room, who was all fallen from the end of the world.

"Okay, let's go together." Nighthawk nodded.

"And me." Mengfei also jumped forward.

Nighthawk laughed, but forgot that there was such a no-nonsense guy who was also homeless.