Knock knock.

After knocking on the door, the sound of a voice outside the door came into the room.

"Boss, someone outside said they were looking for ...... Find your guests. ”

Gong Bing and Old Patton looked at each other.

"Who's looking for me?" Gong Bing asked directly.

Hearing Gong Bing's voice, the people outside suddenly panicked, and their breathing seemed to be chaotic.

"Uh, uh, yes... It's a little boy looking for you, but I don't know the face raw. ”

Little boys?

Looking for me?

Accidentally thinking of something again, Gong Bing chilled himself.

"Call him here." The corners of Gong Bing's mouth twitched.

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open, and it seemed that the boy had already been taken to the back of the door, just waiting to see if Gong Bing agreed to meet.

But that's the way it works......

If it's an enemy......

Gong Bing glanced back at Old Patton, who shrugged his shoulders, apparently aware of the problem.

A black man in his twenties walked in from outside the room, followed by a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The boy looked cramped and uneasy, and there was a small scar at the corner of his eye, which gave him more characteristics than his ordinary appearance.

"Bart?"

Isn't this the same thing that used to be in the old bar street, because my cousin was kidnapped by the Black Sun Gang, so I had to use them as a cover to trick myself into the ambush circle Debart?

The two had nothing to do with each other, so he hadn't seen each other since he hit the scrap station, Gong Bing really didn't expect to see him here, and he took the initiative to come to the door.

But seeing that it was him also made Gong Bing breathe a sigh of relief.

He can't be blamed for this, but he actually met a living today, which made him sensitive to certain things.

Here, hearing Gong Bing's greeting, Bart, who had originally lowered his head slightly, raised his head.

"You... Hello, I'm Bart. Bart introduced himself, but stammered.

This really can't help but make him nervous, he didn't know much about this classmate before, if it weren't for what happened last time, he wouldn't have had any intersection with the other party.

After sending Gong Bing to the scrap yard last time, Bart actually didn't leave, but stayed nearby, staying in place to see how things would develop, worried about his cousin and feeling a little guilty about Gong Bing.

But this thought soon turned to surprise.

He was amazed that Gong Bing was able to take out all the people of the Black Sun Gang alone, knowing that not only was there a lot of gunfire in the scrapyard, but also a lot of thugs poured in, which was no different from war in Bart's eyes.

And after learning the final result, his mouth was big enough to fit his fist, and the surprise in his heart was like the waves of the sea.

Later, after inquiring about it, he found out that his classmate, who was extremely low-key in the class and had no sense of existence, had done so many big things outside the school.

This very different image greatly subverts Barthes's impression of Gong Bing.

Could it be that his usual appearance at school is just his pretense?

And when you don't come to school more than half a year ago, is it because you don't want to hide your true nature anymore?

Thinking of the fate of the Wolf Gang and the Knife Gang's white heads, Bart felt a chill in his back.

Unlike those obedient students who only know how to go to school, Bart, who has friends on the road and hangs out in the bar street on weekdays, can better understand how amazing the things Gong Bing did.

Just because I understand,

So he knows how to be in awe.

"Well, Bart, I remember you."

"It's me, it's me." Bart nodded hurriedly, looking at his reaction, as if it was an honor to be remembered by Gong Bing.

"Why are you here, is there something you're looking for me for?" Gong Bing asked straight to the point.

"I... I'm actually ...... coming here this time."

"There's still some business to attend to in the bar, so I'll go out first." As soon as Bart spoke, old Barton, who had been silent, interjected.

Anyway, the matter between him and Gong Bing has been settled, and there is no need to stay and chat.

Now that he saw that Gong Bing was about to meet and talk to his friends, he got up and avoided it.

As he spoke, he got up from his chair and walked out of the room.

"Drink the wine on the closet as you like, take it when you leave, let's go, Rust." Before he walked out, old Barton, who was standing at the door, turned around and added a word, then said hello to the black man's men, and walked out directly.

The black men slowly exited the room, carefully closing the door without making a sound.

He moved cautiously, as if the slightest movement would attract the attention of the dragon beast.

At this time, there were only two people left in the room, Gong Bing and Bart.

"Okay, just say something, I'm going back in a hurry."

"Well, I came here to thank you this time, thank you for saving my cousin last time." As soon as Old Barton left, Bart didn't speak fluently, but he didn't stutter so much.

It seems that the presence of Barton Sr. also caused him a lot of pressure.

"You don't have to thank me for this, I didn't go out of my way to save him, and I didn't find out where the others were at that time." Gong Bing's heart didn't beat or his face red, and he said bluntly.

"My cousin was found in the scrapyard office after the police came, and he was fine, but he was a little frightened."

Gong Bing continued to listen.

"Because of the ...... Ahem, haven't you been to school for a long time? And now it's winter vacation, so there's nowhere to look for you. Bart was careless, and almost leaked the name of the other party on the road at this time.

Because of his ferocious and unpredictable performance, many people have called him 'Evil God'.

Oh, it turns out that the two are still classmates, Gong Bing didn't notice the other party's slip of the tongue, but thought of it a little unexpectedly.

You know, now, he almost forgot the fact that he was still a student.

"Well, I got your words." Gong Bing stood up and patted Bart's shoulder casually and said, "It's getting late, you should hurry home, you have to go to school tomorrow, don't you?" ”

It's you a big-headed ghost.,It's winter vacation now.,Last ghost's study.,You didn't listen to my words just now?

Bart complained messily in his heart.

"No, no, no, I still have something to say, probably... No, it's about you. Seeing Gong Bing pick up the bag next to him and get up from the chair, Bart hurriedly stopped.

He risked his risk and all kinds of eyes to come in to find Gong Bing, not just to say thank you.

Bart is not a good baby, a person who skips class, smokes and drinks, extorts pocket money from elementary school students, steals magazines, cigarettes and alcohol at convenience stores, and you can't expect him to know much about Entu.

So, Gong Bing sat back in his chair and looked at each other.

"After my cousin was rescued by the police, he mentioned to me that the people who kidnapped him belonged to the Black Sun Gang, a man named Tricolor."

Gong Bing had known this for a long time, and it was not new information for him, but seeing that Bart still had something to say, he continued to listen patiently.

"And I heard that after they came to Greentown, they also went to the old town in the southwest, and seemed to be looking for something."

To the southwest, the old town?

Isn't the Xiangpiaopiao grocery store just over there?

Could it be a coincidence?

Those disorganized footprints in the backyard of the grocery store...

The torture of the boss before he died...

Gong Bing recalls the events of the day at the grocery store.

Maybe those footprints belong to the Black Sun Gang, and even the people who tortured the boss are their people.

So what exactly are they going there for?

For the sake of ancient books?

No, it's not.

Although the ancient books were first found there, they knew that the ancient books had fallen into my hands, and it was impossible for them to go to the grocery store owner to ask for them.

Or do they have other purposes?

It's for something else......

Could it be......

Bart's message was somewhat useful, and Gong Bing nodded to him.

Seeing Gong Bing nodding affirmatively, Bart seemed to be encouraged, and a flattering expression appeared on his face.

"And do you know what they're looking for?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe your cousin will know something."

"I... I understood, and I immediately went back and asked him. ”

Speaking of this, Bart, who was about to turn away, immediately stopped his steps, and said as if he suddenly remembered something.

"That's right, there's a more important piece of information that I personally heard last night, and it should be directly related to you."

"Something to do with me?" Gong Bing asked.

"That's right." Bart nodded.