Wu Xie's hand covered the little brother's chest, and the pulse of his heart showed that the person in front of him had a fresh life no different from ordinary people although he had spanned a long time.

Wu Xie remembered that he had inadvertently touched the little brother's arm or body several times in the previous fight, and the little brother's body temperature was always low. Such a powerful man, Wu Xie at that time wanted to warm him and protect him with his weak hands. Now Wu Xie's scarred arms have a power that should not be underestimated, but he bitterly found that his fingertips were as desolate as the little brother's chest.

He grew stronger, but lost his ability to warm that person.

"'It' doesn't exist anymore. It's all over. ”

Wu Xie turned around indifferently, but tears slipped down silently.

"You're just a patient, and from now on, you can rest."

Stuffy oil bottle, I've been chasing for so long, why is it that the closer I am to you, the farther away from your world?

What the hell do I have to do for you to stop?

All night, Wu Xie was dreaming fragmentary and shattered dreams.

- Are you really willing to bear it?

I didn't have a choice.

- You have a choice, you just can't see it.

Looking back on his half-human, half-ghost life in the past ten years, Wu Xie has almost lost his sense of smell and his name: Wuxie.

"Wu Xie? Cherish your name. ”

When the man said this, he clearly saw something incomprehensible in his eyes. And now Wu Xie understands that that kind of thing is called fate.

- And will you tell him all this?

No.

- And what will you tell him?

I would tell him that he was just a patient and that from now on, he could rest.

- They won't let you say that.

I don't allow them not to let go.

He wants to be strong, and he wants to give that person a clean world with his own hands. No matter what the cost, the blood of the guilty, the innocent. This is what it means to support him to live!

"Is there such a thing as meaning, really meaningful?"

He seemed to see that person's eyes as light as water but bottomless, these eyes looked from the past time and space, but at this time, they pointed directly at people's hearts.

Wu Xie found that the stuffy oil bottle's words in the broken past were always a prophecy at a certain point in his life.

How many years does a life have to go through to have such a pair of indifferent and penetrating eyes. And in these eyes, the persistence of ordinary people who have devoted their lives is just some senseless floating dust.

Just as the years have not changed Zhang Qiling's face, no one is destined to leave a trace in his heart.

If you are strong enough, you can kill him.

But no matter how powerful you are, it's impossible to keep him.

Wu Xie saw that the little brother was going farther and farther in the twilight snow of a thousand mountains.

He said, "Wu Xie, goodbye." ”

The dark glasses held a cigarette and looked at the black cloth bag in front of him in contemplation.

The stuff inside is miscellaneous.

A long-shaped object wrapped in layers of black cloth (spoiler: my real identity is the "Black Gold Ancient Knife" that once disappeared in the Snake Swamp.) Bundles of cash sealed in oiled paper, a section of the interior of a building, and a few bits and pieces.

And the description of these things, there is only a sticky note: "Bring people out." Five-fold commission. ”

The back of the note is densely packed with text. Write the real names, former names, age, occupation, physiognomy traits, home addresses, license plate numbers, main social relations, and so on. It's a bit of a tireless effort.

The name of the person on the sticky note, the dark glasses are not only recognized, but can be said to be quite familiar.

Although he seems to be a loner on the surface, he actually secretly has his own very close network, including intelligence, weapons, shipments, and money laundering......

These people can be said to be his important companions and brothers.

Taken together, the message is this: coercion and inducement.

What makes Black Glasses curious is that "it" no longer exists, who still has the ability to collect such detailed information and dig up his old bottom?

The operation went well.

Thanks to the accurate and detailed information of the other party, the black-glassed men disarmed the dark posts arranged around the villa without bloodshed.

Door key, canned tear gas, silencer cannon, infrared glasses, rubber fingerprints......

When the dark glasses opened the heavy steel door of the basement, he saw a lonely iron bed lying quietly in the empty room.

For the entry of strangers, the person in the bed was unexpectedly not alert.

The black glasses walked over and patted the man's face with the back of his fingers: "Dumb, wake up!" ”

The person on the bed slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

After many years, this face is still young, but it is more pale and fragile at this time.

And what surprised the dark glasses was that the look revealed from those eyes was not the indifference he was familiar with, but the tiredness he had never felt before.

It can even be said that it is a kind of exhaustion that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The black glasses couldn't help frowning and wondering: Wu Xie, what did you do to the dumb man?

Holding Zhang Qiling's face, the dark glasses confirmed the seams of the human skin mask behind the ears without a trace, and said, "Are you okay, are you hurt?" ”

Zhang Qiling shook his head lightly and closed his eyes.

The black glasses cut the leather cord tied to the head of the bed, and the long restraint left a deep purple strangulation mark on Zhang Qiling's thin wrist. The black glasses heart said: Wu Xie, are you going to abolish him?

Zhang Qiling slowly stood up.

Seeing that his clothes were thin, the dark glasses draped his coat over his shoulders.

Zhang Qiling walked towards the door alone, but he stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

The black glasses came over to help, but Zhang Qiling slowly but resolutely pushed them away.

Silently watching Zhang Qiling's stubborn and thin back gradually drifting away, every step seems to be getting rid of the weakness of the past and making himself more determined from now on. The dark glasses couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The business he has done in his life, as long as it is related to Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling, without exception, it is a loss-making business.

I'm afraid this time will be no different.

When Wu Xie arrived at the scene of the incident, he saw that Black Glasses and Zhang Qiling were about to get in the car and leave.

He understands the current situation, and no matter how many people there are on the other side, even if it is only Black Glasses alone, he and his current men have no chance of winning if they want to rob people.

Wu Xie said with a calm face: "Blind, what do you mean?" ”

The dark glasses shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent: "Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people." I have no choice but to do it. ”

"Who is the other party, I will pay ten times the price."

The black glasses raised his eyebrows and patted Zhang Qiling's shoulder: "Dumb, I didn't expect you to be so good now, little guy, it seems that as long as I resell you a few times, I can have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life!" ”

Wu Xie said: "Blind, don't talk nonsense, make your conditions!" ”

The black glasses touched his nose: "There is a way to steal." Once this kind of betrayal of the employer and killing chickens for eggs is done, I will not think about fooling around again from now on. ”

Wu Xie gritted his teeth: "So——? ”

The black glasses sighed with deep regret: "So, this blind man can't stand you, little third master." ”

Wu Xie pressed the joint of his index finger and made a crisp sound. The guys who received the code behind him immediately pulled out their pistols.

The man with black glasses immediately raised his gun. For a while, the atmosphere was tense and imminent.

The black glasses giggled: "Little Third Master, we can be regarded as having been born and died together, we can't be so ruthless, right?" ”

Wu Xie said coldly and resolutely: "Zhang Qiling is my bottom line. Whoever touches him, I will kill him! ”

Wu Xie looked around and said, "This is a high-end residential area, as soon as there is a gunshot, the police will arrive within five minutes." Our guns don't have silencers, so no one will want to leave! ”

Black glasses pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then turned his head to the young man closest to him and said, "Are you sure that the guns on the other side will not make a sound?" ”

The young man was expressionless and said coolly: "Seventy percent sure." ”

The hand of the black glasses seemed to stretch out to his waist casually, but Wu Xie knew that what was hidden there was a German "USP".

"Little Third Master, if I'm not mistaken, your marksmanship is still what I trained when I was blind?"

Wu Xie said calmly: "Even if you let the horse come, it's a big deal." ”

His eyes took one last look at Zhang Qiling.

Now, Wu Xie suddenly found that there was nothing left to lose.

Zhang Qiling, who had always seemed to be out of the way, walked up to the black glasses and held his hand holding the gun.

"Blind, get me out of here."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards a black car.

The black glasses were stunned, shook his head with a wry smile, let go of the gun in his hand and followed.

The others slowly put down their guns and got into the car to leave in a silent and orderly manner.

Those who see Wu Xie's expression will know that the little third master at this time will no longer pose a threat to anyone.

Although no one can understand why the dumb Zhang is simply a single sentence, the little third master is like being struck by lightning after hearing it.

Wu Xie remembered one day many years ago, the stuffy oil bottle said to him: "Wu Xie, take me home." ”

For this sentence, ten years ago, he followed the stuffy oil bottle all the way to the top of Changbai, and watched him disappear into the land of fate with his broken arm, but he couldn't do anything.

Ten years later, Wu Xie returned from the bronze door to receive the stuffy oil bottle, gave him a home, and let him live an ordinary life, but the stuffy oil bottle was abandoned without any nostalgia.

Looking at the decisive back of the stuffy oil bottle, Wu Xie originally thought that after doing all this, there would be something left, but he didn't expect that there was nothing left, just like ten years ago.

"Zhang Qiling! What the hell do I have to do to make you stay? ”

The stuffy oil bottle stopped, but didn't look back.

After a long time, his voice came from the wind: "Someone once said the same thing to me......"

"But in the end, they all left."

In the eyes of eternal years, the passage of life is only like sand between the fingers.

He once stretched out his hand, but now he still can't grasp anything in his palm except for the mysterious fate line.

In the torrent of fate, everyone can't help themselves.

And we, even if we can afford each other's lives, we can't afford to give each other eternity.

From the rearview mirror, he glanced at Wu Xie, who gradually became farther and smaller, but always motionless.

Dark glasses finally couldn't help but ask that somewhat hypocritical question.

"Wu Xie treats you like this, you really don't blame him?"

Zhang Qiling leaned back in his seat, as if the departure he had just exhausted the strength of his life.

It wasn't until the dark glasses thought he was asleep again that Zhang Qiling responded faintly, as if he was talking to himself-

"Wu Xie is the way he is today, I am the one who harmed me."

"So, I can't hurt him anymore."