When Tian Yuan saw the person in front of him, his body involuntarily moved in the direction away from this person.

Whisper "bang"

Tian Yuan's back was cold, "There's no way." I saw the man in front of me slowly stretch out his hand from behind him.

Tian Yuan's heart sank, "That's it." His eyes simply closed tightly.

"How long has it been since I eaten"

Tian Yuan was shocked, and his eyes suddenly opened again. Seeing the man in front of him, he threw a bag of food over.

"Bang" Tian Yuan caught the food, but instinctively retracted his body.

Wicks walked over slowly, sat down next to Tian Yuan, and lit a cigarette.

"I'm surprised why I'm still alive. ”

Tian Yuan didn't say anything, staring at him with a look of fear. Wicks sensed Tian Yuan's strange eyes, smiled, took a puff of cigarette, and looked at Tian Yuan, "Don't look like a ghost."

Over the next 30 minutes, Weeks briefly recounts how he managed to survive.

Time goes back to that day 1 year ago.

"Wow" Wicks was awakened by a splash of cold water. I vaguely saw that I was surrounded by dozens of people. The leader spoke first: "I think you need to explain why the bullet in Boss Baylor's body is the same as the bullet in your hand."

Wicks turned his head sideways and looked at Baylor, who had fallen beside him, thinking to himself that it was useless to say anything now.

"I killed him," Wicks slowly stood up with his hands above his head.

The man who took the lead took a few steps back, and hurriedly took out a gun and pointed it at Wicks: "Kneel, who, who made you stand up." ”

Wicks bent his leg unhurriedly, "If you kill me, no one here will know where Baylor hid his money." Although Wicks was very calm on the surface, and the slightest rapid breathing revealed his extremely nervous heart, no one noticed it.

At this time, the crowd began to stir, and the shout of "Stop!" took the lead to stop the chaotic sound of the crowd. "Don't play any tricks," the leader pointed a gun at Wicks.

"I didn't want to live, I just wanted to be able to choose where I died. ”

When the leader heard this, he put the gun back.

"Okay, then tell me where the money is now?"

"I'll tell you when I get to that place," Wicks looked up at the man in charge.

They looked at each other for a long time. In the end, the one who took the lead agreed to Wicks' request.

"Tie it up to me. A swarm of people went up together and tied up Wicks and the flowers.

The gang escorted Wicks to the cliff that Wicks had spoken of, and on the way there, they happened to pass Wicks' house.

Wicks stopped suddenly, "I want to be able to put on the shoes that my wife embroidered for me when I want to go." ”

The leader looked at Wicks, nodded, and turned his head sideways to tell people to follow him.

When Wicks returned home, he carefully took out a pair of leather shoes embroidered with a thousand paper cranes on the leather surface, and his eyes instantly softened, and he stared at them for a long time.

"Big brother, it's time to go," the little bastard who was holding him patted Wicks on the shoulder. Wicks looked up at him, he had worked under him before, Wicks remembered him, Wicks didn't say anything, nodded, and put on his shoes.

"Don't you have to say goodbye to your sister-in-law?" said the little bastard to Wicks in a somewhat bitter voice.

"Your sister-in-law passed away many years ago. Wicks saw that the little bastard was about to cry, so he touched his head, "Everyone has such a day, and men shouldn't cry." The little bastard looked at Wicks, remembered the picture of Wicks helping him block bullets, and didn't say a word.

By this time, Wicks had already arrived at the door and was "gone"

The little bastard looked at Wicks and nodded. And he walked out.

The road to the cliff is a bit far, but it's almost there after walking for so long. The sun was about to set, and the earth began to languid with the afterglow. Wicks suddenly heard a "bang" from the soles of his feet, and a blade suddenly stretched out from the back floor of his feet, and Wicks' heart suddenly rose to his throat. Immediately looked up at the leader, he seemed to hear something, and his head was turning back, "It's over, it's too late to stuff the blade back"

The leader turned around and saw Wicks fall to the ground, and stepped forward with a kick, "What tricks, get up, you want to drag it out until night!"

Wicks pretended to have his foot twisted, rubbing his foot and flicking the blade back little by little. Weeks slowly stood up on his legs, and continued to walk forward with the gang.

Around the end of the evening, the group finally reached the mouth of the cliff. The cliffs here are 10,000 feet high, and you can't see the bottom at all. A slight chill came up from the bottom of the mountain, and it couldn't help but make people shiver. Wicks looked down the cliff, his back to them leading the way.

"Turn around," the leader pointed a gun at Wicks.

Wicks slowly turned around.

"You can say, where is the money?"

"Money?" Wicks smiled at the corner of his mouth,

"In your mother's belly!"

The leader was annoyed by Wicks' words, but before he could shoot the bullet, Wicks had already leaned back and fell to the bottom of the cliff with a "brush".

"Haha"

Beneath the cliff echoed the laughter of Wicks' cautious man

The leader was so angry that he smashed the gun to the ground, and then his subordinates hurriedly came up to help him pick up the gun, "Dissipate your anger, such a high cliff, his hands are tied, and he must be crushed." Why bother with a dead man?" the leader gritted his teeth, then turned and went back with his men.

Besides, Wicks, when he fell off the cliff, quickly touched his feet hard and stretched out the blade of his heel. Smashed it hard against the cliff wall, but it didn't hit it with a "click". Wicks only felt that the rate of decline was getting faster and faster. I smashed it many times, but it didn't work. The strong pressure overwhelmed the blood in his brain, and Wicks' vision gradually began to blur, and then Wicks suddenly thought of the thousand paper cranes in a daze. A second before he lost consciousness, Weeks slammed his foot against the cliff wall with all the strength of his life. At this moment the sky began to thunder, and the rain slowly flowed down Weeks's feet into his shirt, his neck, his face, and then "dripped" into the bottomless valley. It turned out that one of Wicks' heels had been firmly inserted into the thick cliff wall, like a sculpture on the mountain wall, hanging in the air, awe-inspiring and terrifying.

"Ahh!!h No matter how strong the wind is, it can't suppress the bloom of a life, and no matter how heavy the rain is, it can't extinguish the fire of life burning on the cliff.

"Ahh

Wind and rain blow, lightning and thunder. No matter how loud the sound is, it is drowned out in the grand rain.

At that time, Wicks literally died, and it was at that time that a man named Wicks was born.