One day just arrived at noon, but the weather was gloomy, sparsely raining, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, running for the happiness of themselves and their families. They either work for a large company or group, or they work in a store, and although the outside is a little dark due to the weather, the shops along the street are brightly lit, and it seems that if you can walk in, you can get warmth and food.

At this time, a young man was standing outside the glass door of a barber shop, lost in his soul, and his whole body was like a rain-beaten plantain...... To be exact, his body has indeed been completely wet by the rain, his body is thin and skinny, the only thing you can find from him may be his eyes, this thing does not need energy, as long as you still have a breath, as long as you still have hope.

"Let's go, it's impossible to accept you here, let alone here, you go and see, that shop in this city dares to accept you? Through a glass door, an old man with a very clean cheek said to the young man, his vicissitudes of life in his eyes hinted at helplessness, rejecting the young man, obviously not his intention.

"I understand, thank you, goodbye. The young man didn't care, obviously he had long been accustomed to such an encounter, he turned around slowly, walked to the corner and began to grope for something under a garbage can, and then finally his face was happy, and his palm was open, and there was exactly a dirty and crumpled five-yuan in it...... It's the scrap he picked up one morning.

However, even these five yuan is not easy to come by, the people in this city, they are helpless to him, the young man himself can feel it, along the way, how many people cast sympathetic eyes on him, but these are nothing, he is very glad that in this situation, there will be people willing to help him, although the five yuan is not a lot, the young man held it in his hand, and the transparent body that was drenched in the rain stopped trembling.

The young man looked around for a moment, as if he was wary of something, and then carefully hid the money on himself, he had not eaten for almost two days, and now that he had money, he had to find a shop willing to sell him food as soon as possible. His stomach growled, and despite his best efforts to restrain himself, it was evident that the most instinctive reaction from the human body was of no avail.

This is an unmanned alley, which is just where garbage is piled up on weekdays, and the young man is not very familiar with this place, but it is expected that at noon, it is still raining, and there should be no one in such a remote corner, but the young man's ears moved, and he seemed to hear something coming from the corner.

The young man slowly approached, and now he heard it really, there was indeed a sound, and it sounded like some kind of painful **, but his mouth was somewhat restricted, and he could only make a "whine" sound.

The young man slowly poked his head out, this corner happened to be in the backlit place, the tall buildings on both sides perfectly blocked the sky that was not very bright, faintly, there seemed to be a thin man sitting on the ground, one covered his mouth from behind his back, and the other person, holding a dagger in his right hand, was approaching the man.

"Master Liu!" the young man was so excited that he immediately shouted, and then burst out, but before he could start the next stage of his action, he was immediately hit in the chest and lay on the ground with his back to the sky.

"Yo, I didn't expect you kid to have the courage to come, what's the matter, I think I really don't dare to touch you!"

"Hey, Forkskin, maybe this kid really thinks so, do you dare not listen to the boss?"

The gangster with the knife was speechless when he heard this, and in annoyance and anger, he immediately stepped on the big foot on the young man's chest and quickly lifted and fell. However, as soon as he vomited this mouthful of blood, he also brought his consciousness back to this world, and he immediately began to shout: "Don't move Master Liu, he didn't mean it, I begged him, and I begged him to help me." ”

The thin figure that was restrained turned out to be an old man, obviously he was the young man's Master Liu, this Master Liu was also terrified when he faced the crisis before, but when he heard the young man's words at this moment, he suddenly calmed down, and even began to speak and began to comfort others.

"Young man, you don't have to beg them, I did it, no one forced me, I can't get used to what they are doing, you have to believe that there are many good people in this world, not only me, I have lived so long, it is not a pity to die, but you, you must persevere!"

"Shut up, old fellow!" Forkskin moved his big foot away from the young man's chest, and then quickly slapped the old man in the face, but the old man no longer exhaled in pain, but laughed, with blood mixed in his mouth, and shouted to the young man indistinctly: "Young man, I have to thank you!"

The man kept kicking and beating, and then, as if enchanted, he raised his dagger again.

"No!" the young man shouted, and immediately pounced, but he was already lying on the ground, how far could he pounce this time?

"Smack. ”

A drop of warm liquid fell on the young man's face, different from the cold rain that kept dripping on his body, the moment this drop of warm liquid touched the young man's skin, the nerves of the young man's whole body relaxed, and he seemed to feel a kind of love, and his whole body was wrapped and protected.

However, he quickly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the pale cheeks of the old man surnamed Liu, and the drops of rain were dripping down his stubble one after another, his eyes were just staring at the young man, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but when he looked down, his chest was a pool of blood.

"Your name is He Jun, don't worry, with a few brothers, you will never die. ”

"Let's go, fork skin, I heard that a new noodle restaurant has opened on Scenic Road, do you want to try it with me?"

The two thugs looked indifferent, and several of them were talking intently about which kind of noodle was more distinctive, as if the warmth of the body was gradually starting to dissipate when this one was lying on the ground, as if they had just eaten a bowl of noodles.

"My name is He Jun, and I can't die just because I'm called He Jun, and because I'm called He Jun, everyone who helped me will die, right?" the young man stood up with great difficulty, and his voice was low, as if he was complaining, and as if he was taking an oath.

"Hey, you're so smart, you're right!"

When the young man heard this, he immediately tilted his head and collided directly, although he was weak, but at this time, this lifeless momentum was slightly suppressed by the two gangsters, and then the gangster nicknamed Forkskin reacted at once, and kicked out with one kick on one side.

"Like a madman, scare whom!"

This kick was really hard, He Jun twisted his ankle directly when he was moving forward, his body fell down directly, his head hit the top of the trash can all of a sudden, and after two convulsions, he lost his breath directly.

The two thugs trembled when they saw this, and the other person stepped forward and touched He Jun's neck, then shook his head in disappointment, and said to his companion in a low voice: "Look at the good things you have done!"

"What to do, what to do, the boss will kill me!"

The man squatting beside He Jun was about to stand up and say something at this moment, but suddenly the ground shook, and when he looked at the exit of this alley, he saw two cars colliding together, and it became a ball of scrap metal. A crack stretched from afar, growing thicker and branching out as it went.

A crack happened to extend to the other side of the alley under the tall building, and immediately the dust began to fall down with a trembling sound, and the sound of countless glass breaking followed, and the forkskin let out a sharp scream, and immediately ran away, and before he could run out of the alley, he was hit in the head by a large stone falling from the sky, and turned into a stone "head" man.

The other thug was now on the verge of collapse, and now he was on his knees with his hands folded and chanting, as if praying for a miracle from his faith to help him, but faster than his faith came, countless scattered stones fell with a bang.

He Jun leaned against the garbage can, this square with only a thin layer of green iron sheet, but at this time it created a small miracle, in this situation where the ground shook and the high-rise buildings collapsed, He Jun opened up a safe corner to ensure that he was unharmed.

It's just that He Jun doesn't have the slightest heartbeat now, even if there is not the slightest scar on his body, he is just a corpse.

All this happened so quickly that in the blink of an eye, the once bustling and lively street market had been reduced to ruins, countless wails and screams replaced the previous TV broadcasts, the ground was still shaking, but a dark red gas began to emerge from the cracks, and the people who were enveloped by this gas immediately began to fall asleep, even if some people were half of their bodies pressed under the concrete slabs, but after a few minutes, all the wailing stopped.

It's like a baby's room with the lights off at night, under the shroud of dark red gas, everyone enters the deepest state of sleep, even if the wound is still gurgling with blood, even if they are in an extremely dangerous environment.

This gas was pervasive, covering everything, even the corpse of He Jun under the rubble.