In the gloomy basement, Lu Yuansheng, who was still a little boy, was clutching a large tin can.

He held a dinner knife and carefully poked at the closed lid of the can. Unfortunately, the tip of the knife had lost enough sharpness after several days of use, and after a period of wasted effort, he finally couldn't help it, put down the can, grabbed the handle of the knife and poked it against the top cover.

With a thud, the blade sank into the can, and the echo followed. The boy's ears pricked up at once, and he listened vigilantly to other sounds around him, for fear of attracting the attention of outsiders.

After confirming that it was safe, the boy slowly applied pressure to his right hand, which was holding the hilt, and his left hand was also gently covering the lid to prevent it from making too much noise when it was opened.

He didn't know what was inside, so he just pulled it and stuffed it into his mouth, and he didn't even seem to be able to taste it.

Gobbling it up, the chunk of food choked him in two clicks, and he swallowed it desperately, and it took a few hits of his left hand on his chest to finally recover. After taking two breaths, he immediately swallowed again, chewing twice more than before.

It seemed to be the only food he had left, and there were several empty cans scattered on the floor on one side.

He wanted to hold on a little longer, but he couldn't hold back his stomach protest since he had never been hungry.

As the last bits of soup ran down his throat, the boy licked the corners of his mouth and leaned against the wall with a slightly propped stomach.

It's a wonderful sense of satisfaction.

But then emptiness and despair followed, and he stared blankly at the dimly lit basement, not knowing what to do next.

Maybe in two or three days, he's going to die.

It could have been discovered and killed, or it could have been killed by the next round of artillery fire.

If there is a next round.

The fighting outside has been going on for an unknown number of days, but fortunately no one has noticed this unknown basement.

But he could hold on for a while longer, and if he couldn't find new food, he might end up starving to death.

Died in this place that no one knew about, turned into a pile of lonely bones. It may be found soon after death, but it will only be burned along with the other people whose bodies are being disposed of.

He'd seen it before, piles of corpses burning together, black smoke obscuring the sky.

Thinking of this terrifying and terrifying scene, he curled up and buried his head in his arms, his arms soaked with tears, but he did not dare to cry.

However, a commotion ensued from outside the door on the stairs. Startled him, he hurriedly crawled and hid at the bottom of the stairs. The tear-stained face could not hide the fear, and the dinner knife in his hand trembled slightly with his horror.

The locked door was slammed open, and a figure fell down the stairs in a row and fell right across from the child, so frightened that he quickly shrank back inside.

There was not much light in the doorway, and people could see that it was a man in a trench coat who had fallen. He struggled to get up on his knees, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood, followed by a flurry of coughing.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, but that's part of the mission."

A voice came from above, and then, a gunshot rang out, accurately hitting the man in the trench coat in the calf.

I saw him holding the ground with both hands, holding back the pain, and even if the calf that was shot was convulsed in pain, he was desperately holding on, unwilling to show a kneeling posture.

Xiao Lu Yuansheng covered his mouth, trying not to make a sound, he knew that the man in the trench coat actually found him at the first time, but the other party didn't say anything.

A blonde-haired man appeared at the mouth of the stairs, the gold-rimmed glasses on his face shone faintly in the gloomy basement, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Li, it is worthy of you." I can't imagine that after you were seriously injured by Razer, you can still hold on until now, and even kill several of my brothers, which makes me really admire you. ”

"But that's it."

The muzzle of his gun is always aimed at the opponent's head.

"Joe, hurry up if you want to shoot." The man in the trench coat took a sip.

"Mr. Li, don't worry, let's talk for two minutes first, I hope we can be honest in this last moment, in this way, out of respect for you, I don't mind helping you fulfill a request that is not too excessive."

Joe took out a golden pocket watch from his bosom, glanced at the time, and continued: "You don't need to deliberately delay time, I am a very punctual person, besides, your companions don't have to be counted on, even if our plan can't wipe you out." It won't give them a quick time to free up. Okay, there's a minute and fifty seconds left, do you want to say something? ”

"Then shoot directly, hit this way, and hurry up." The man in the trench coat turned his head sideways and pointed to his temple.

Before he could finish speaking, another gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew past his hand pointing at his head, leaving a bloody mark on the back of his hand, and a few hairs, and finally hitting the ground behind his head.

"Hey, hey, you're not good at marksmanship, Joe." The trench coat man said mockingly.

Joe smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"Why don't we play a game?"

Qiao glanced sideways at the little boy hiding at the bottom of the stairs, and it turned out that he had already discovered Lu Yuansheng.

"Your mother's ability to rush at me, what's the matter with a child?"

The man in the trench coat roared.

Joe ignored him, but glanced at his pocket watch and said, "We still have one minute and twenty-five seconds, how about we wait thirty seconds, it's part of my job to deal with unnecessary people, but ...... As I said, I will give you due respect. ”

"Just say something...... Joe left a word down.

The corners of the trench coat's mouth twitched a few times, looked at the floor, and stopped talking.

The deathly silence, he could even hear the pocket watch clicking and clattering, and every time, it was a life talisman that hit the depths of Xiao Lu Yuansheng's soul, and he could hear what Joe meant, and the other party used himself as a bargaining chip to threaten the man in the trench coat.

"Twenty seconds."

……

"Fifteen seconds."

……

Lu Yuansheng's eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't dare to cry, he really didn't want to die. looked at the trench coat man opposite with hopeful eyes, and all he got was a still cold face.

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

"Seven."

"Six."

"Five."

Each of Joe's counts was deliberately stretched out by him.

"Four."

"Three."

Lu Yuansheng remembered that day, after his father told his mother that he didn't know anything, he hugged him with a guilty face, and said sorry to himself. My mother cried and clutched her clothes, but she didn't speak.

"Two."

On that day, several people in black came to the hotel, gave my mother a cowhide bag, said something, my mother knelt on the ground after hearing it, this time, my mother didn't cry, just turned her head to look at me, smiled, seemed to be very difficult, and said: "It's okay, Dad went home first, and we are going home too." ”

"One." With a final elongation, Joe's muzzle turned and was aimed at the little boy, without even looking.

The last picture that Lu Yuansheng remembered was his mother, who had already packed her things, anxiously walking back and forth in the hotel, looking out the window from time to time. After a rumbling sound, he hurriedly picked himself up and took him to this basement, leaving two cans and a dinner knife, and locked the door.

Joe pulled the trigger, and a piercing gunshot rang out.

The speed at which the bullet comes out of the chamber is fast.

Really fast.

In Xiao Lu Yuansheng's consciousness, only the last words left by his mother through the door were left.

"Baby, be quiet, don't go out, and ...... Stay alive. ”

The boy's pupils gradually dilated, he really wanted to live, but in front of him, it was the unreasonable bullet.

The bullet is fast.

The bullets are so fast.

Bullet... Pretty fast...

Bullet... Stopped...

stopped in front of Xiao Lu Yuansheng.

He felt that the world had suddenly become colder, the colors had gradually turned black and white, and above his gaze, there seemed to be a bunch of numbers beating wildly.

He turned his head to look and saw the widening eyes of the man in the trench coat, and the black and white scene made him even more vicissitudes.

Xiao Lu Yuansheng was startled, that is, in an instant, the world seemed to return to normal, and he was also frightened, out of position, and the bullet still hit the original trajectory, and finally only hit the wall behind him.

"I missed because I didn't aim well? How can it be? Or is the kid lucky to be in the past? Disdainful, Joe turned away and raised his hand again.

Xiao Lu Yuansheng was shocked, looked at the other party's movements, was stunned for a moment, grabbed the table knife on the ground suddenly, and rushed towards the other party with a shout.

Joe sneered, unhurriedly, pointed at the little boy's head, and pulled the trigger.

At the same time, there was also a windbreaker man on the side.

Xiao Lu Yuansheng's world became cold again, and the world froze at this moment, and a number that jumped wildly appeared above his gaze again, and then froze at a long, long value, and finally, began to reverse.

He deflected past the bullet that was only a little short of his head, screaming and continuing to charge.

But the number in front of him was only reversed by one number, his head had a headache, the world seemed to recover again, the warmth returned again, and he also rushed to Joe's side, the non-sharp dinner knife stabbed Joe in the abdomen with the momentum, and the momentum also knocked it unstable, and one stumbled and fell.

"Fxxx, Son of Bxxx!" Joe also had no previous demeanor, and tried to kick the little boy away.

However, his hand holding the gun was held by a huge force, followed by a twist, the gun came off with the pain, and there was a sharp pain in his back, which was a hard knee hit, and his spine was probably broken.

The other party's action was not over yet, the blade of his abdomen was held in the next moment, but the non-sharp table knife was like a divine weapon in that person's hand, cutting his throat all the way through his chest from his abdomen, so that he couldn't even make a final sound, and finally fell heavily to the ground, unable to move.

Joe's head tilted limply to the side of the little boy who was retching for the last time. He must not have figured out that he... How did it fall into the hands of a child?

Lu Yuansheng's head was still in constant pain, and his eyes were blurry, and he gradually fainted, but his consciousness was still very clear, and he seemed to be gradually pulled out of this small body, until a sound from the outside world came.

"Didi...... Didi Di ......"