Thirty minutes ago! Black market, black blemish tavern.

The sound of wine glasses colliding and the noise of the crowd came from the Black Blemish Tavern, a wooden tavern only two floors high, in the western cowboy style, the only one in the black market, it was not only an ordinary tavern, it was also an underground gambling house, and the benefits of money were constantly rolling in from both sides.

The metal bull's head hung from the tavern door, and two sharp horns were pointing forward in an attempt to sprint.

In the tavern, muscular adults with tattoos toss gold coins while holding goblets filled with Bs

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GDOG brand beers are poured into each other's mouths.

Even though their faces were flushed and drunk, they still gulped down their beer.

In the corner of the bar, the owner of this tavern wipes his glass with a rag. There are more than a dozen gold coins piled up on the table, and they are held in the palm of their hands like a father's love.

His big loaf face was hidden under a black beard, revealing only a pair of small eyes that swept the crowd at the tavern. The hat covers the head, and the huge brim is perfect for a hat kill.

He picked up his goblet and shook it from side to side, and the glass was filled with a scarlet Lafite of a small age. The scarlet liquid swirled in the glass, as if trying to seep under the goblet. Half an eye watched the crystal clear glass, the red wine fell like a mountain of seas, and the door of the tavern was kicked open.

The audience was as quiet as water, swallowing the stimulating beer in their mouths, stopping their superfluous movements, and everyone looked at the tavern door.

At the entrance of the tavern stood a young man, a tall figure wrapped in a black cloak, a hood covering his head, and a green face showing several scars.

The tavern owner did not dare to speak, he stood still and did not move. He looked at the young man in front of him, and the familiar aura swept in, suppressing the taste of Scarlet Raffi.

"Hey!!" Someone in the tavern shouted suddenly, obviously at the young man. The middle-aged man sitting in the corner of the tavern stood up, his hands tattooed with flower arms, his whole body was muscular, his face was flushed, and he seemed to be drunk and not sober.

Because of his shout, the young man standing in the aisle stopped.

"Where's the stinky boy? Are you here to smash the field or to drink? If you give me a drink, then sit down obediently, if you come to smash the field......" He stood in front of the young man, and before he could say a few words, he directly pushed the young man's shoulder.

"Did you hear me?!" The middle-aged man pushed his shoulder again, and he leaned over to the young man and bent down, and he could clearly see the face under the hat, the whole face covered with slender sword marks.

"Your face...... How did it look like it had been cut by a strong wind? Don't you know that this is the era of looking at faces? The middle-aged man hit the young man on the head with his head.

He was silent at first, then calmly told the other party, "Remember, don't provoke the hunter at will. ”

"What?" The middle-aged man doesn't seem to understand what the middle-aged man says.

The young man stopped talking, and he immediately grabbed the middle-aged man's head with both hands, twisted it back hard, and his neck turned directly to the point of a life. He fell to his knees on his legs and fell in front of the young man.

Everyone present was stunned, and they didn't even dare to drink the beer on the table. The tavern owner stood in the corner of the bar and was stunned, his legs paralyzed with fear, and he couldn't go anywhere.

The young man walked to the bar, he took off his coat and hat, and the tavern owner clearly saw the familiar appearance of the young man, and several sword marks on his face may have become his characteristic.

"Red, Mr. Kestrels?!" The tavern owner spoke in surprise, his left hand clutching the gold coin.

"Looks like you remember me, Uncle Rhine." Li Hongjiao said softly, his voice was very gentle.

"I didn't know Mr. Kestrel was here in the tavern...... For what? The tavern master asked, his face no longer with a look of surprise and nervousness.

"I'm here to retrieve my stuff. ”

The owner of the tavern was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what was going on, the other party had come here to retrieve what had been stored here four years ago.

"Peach Shaving?!" The tavern owner asked, only to see Li Kestrel nodding slightly.

"Understood, I'll go get it."

After a while, the tavern master came out of the cellar, and saw in his hand a sword wrapped in a white cloth, which was stained with white cloth, and this sword had been sealed in the cellar for four years, during which time he must have missed his master.

With traces of time all over the body, this cold weapon symbolizes the reputation of Li Kestrels. The tavern owner holds his sword in both hands, and he places it on the table. Li Kestrel can't do without the sword on the bar, which is his symbol and his second life.

"For the past four years, this sword has been kept in the cellar, but there is a little more dust." The tavern owner picked up the goblet and took a sip of red wine.

"Long time no see...... Peach Shaved! Li Hongzheng ripped off the white cloth wrapped in the scabbard. The dust and sand that covered the white cloth were scattered on the ground.

The white cloth is unsealed to reveal a scabbard made of ebony, made of wood and black lacquer, and the sheath and top of the sheath are made of metal with dark red lacquer. The sword had been in the sheath for more than four years, and the tavern owner could feel the murderous aura of the sword through the thick scabbard.

Li Hongzheng took the peach shaver, put down a hundred yuan on the table, and then turned and walked out of the tavern. The tavern owner looked at the red bill and said nothing.

South District, Marina Asylum.

Chao Remnant Leopard sat alone in place, the oolong tea brewed on the table, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

He held an old yellowed photograph in his hand, which he touched the rough surface of the photograph, which had no year or date, let alone a specific date. The blurry photo effect is the only feature of this photo.

This is an ordinary photo, how many years ago can it be traced back to the memory? What kind of story can be told? I saw Chao Remnant Leopard looking at this photo intently, extremely engaged.

The photograph features thirteen young people, including a woman, side by side. Their faces were blurred, their backs to the blazing sun, and their shadows dragged long on the ground.

He flipped the photo over, and on the back of the photo was written a string of flowing water in English, "Kille."

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dos！ He was so familiar with this stream of English that it had almost become an important memory of his past.

That string in English means, killer whale commandos! He was another name for the U.S. Army's underwater demolition special forces during his time in Reno, Nevada, in the southwestern United States.

Chao Remnant Leopard picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip of oolong tea, and his memories were like being drowned by the wind on the sea. Even though they had a good time in the army during that time, there was no feast in the world that would not be dispersed, and everyone would eventually part ways because of one person's fault.

He looked at the time on his watch, and it was ten o'clock.

"Balabala...... Bala! Balabala...... Bala! Chao Remnant Leopard's mobile phone rang.

Chao Remnant Leopard took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and he looked at the caller ID that was from Li Kestrels. He answered the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hey Kestrels, are you back?" Chao Remnant Leopard asked softly.

"We're back, right at the door. ”

Chao Remnant Leopard continued to ask, "Have you gotten your things back?" ”

Li Hongzheng nodded and replied, "I got it all back, it's really a feeling of reunion after a long absence." ”

He stood in the trunk of the car, and the wanderers who were in the same car with him were Liu Beiye, Wei Guangsen, Wu Zhonghuai, and Zhang Xiuke.

Li Hongjiao continued, "I also brought back your Lord Yama, and his temper is still as short as ever, and only your words will be listened to. ”

"Well, come on in, we still have plans to discuss." After speaking, Chao Remnant Leopard took a sip of oolong tea.

"Okay boss." After Li Hongzheng finished speaking, he waited for the other party to hang up the phone before putting the phone back in his pocket.