As the sun set, Uncle Old Pockmark dragged his heavy steps and turned into an alley.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
As soon as he entered the house, a coughing sound could be heard.
On the old wooden bed in the corner, a seven or eight-year-old girl was huddled in a thin quilt, her face red from coughing.
The girl wore two braids and was thin, but her eyes were huge and bright.
Seeing Uncle Old Pockmark come in, she suppressed a cough and stretched out her little hand from the bed.
"Dad, you're back..." There was a sensible and well-behaved voice in his voice.
"Hey, Nannan is good." Uncle Old Pockmark hurried over and patted her daughter's back gently with her rough hands.
At the other end of the room, a woman wearing patched coarse clothes came over carrying a large porcelain bowl.
"Master, let's eat something warm first."
The woman is the daughter-in-law of Uncle Old Pockmark. Her face is haggard, but her eyes are gentle.
In the bowl was hot plain noodles, the clear soup was watery, there was no star of oil in sight, and there were only a few vegetable leaves.
Nannan was coughing and out of breath, but still struggled to get up.
"Dad, it's been a tiring day. Eat more." She pushed the bowl in front of Uncle Old Pockmark sensibly with her little hands, and then handed over the chopsticks obediently.
Looking at her daughter's sallow little face, Uncle Old Pockmark felt like her heart had been stabbed with a knife.
Nannan has tuberculosis.
All the local doctors in the city looked at it and said there was no cure.
The only way to survive was to go to the foreign pharmacies in the concession and buy those extremely expensive Western medicines, and take them regularly.
But the price of the medicine is even difficult for him Late Force Refining Realm to afford.
Uncle Old Pockmark picked up the bowl and shoveled the noodles into his mouth with big mouthfuls, feeling like there was a ball of cotton in his throat.
"Master, are you... worried about something today?" The wife sat beside the bed, looked into his eyes, and asked softly.
Uncle Old Pockmark made a move.
He swallowed the plain noodles in his mouth and forced a smile.
"It's okay. There is a new chief in the bureau. He is a generous boss. I gave him a reward today."
"That's good, that's good." The woman breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to get a hot towel to wipe her daughter's sweat.
It's late at night.
There was no kerosene lamp to light in the room, so it was pitch black.
Uncle Old Pockmark With the faint moonlight coming in from the window, he looked at his wife and daughter who were sleeping soundly and still frowned from time to time.
He raised his hand and touched the thick calluses on his palms and the deep scar at the tiger's mouth.
In this troubled world, he has long lost the ambition to climb higher and just wants to make a living.
But now, there is no retreat.
"Tier 2 Fierce Beast Leader... a herd of fifty mutated beasts..."
Uncle Old Pockmark bit the cigarette holder tightly.
Following the young new chaotou out of the city, he narrowly escaped death.
But he had no choice.
"Follow Xin Chatou and fight for the next six months!"
"As long as I don't die and convert my small achievements into money, my daughter's illness will be cured. Then I can retire and live my life with peace of mind!"
Uncle Old Pockmark put down his cigarette bag and wiped his face violently.
The military look in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a look of fierceness that was forced into a desperate situation.
the other side.
Inner City District, outside a magnificent mansion.
The two vermilion doors were tightly closed.
Big Belly Sun Dafu took off the gray leather uniform and changed into a satin-covered gown.
He took a deep breath, put on a habitually flattering smile on his face, and reached out to push open the side door.
The courtyard has blue brick paving, carved beams and painted pillars, and an exquisite rockery pool.
This is his wife's natal home and the place where he married.
Just turned around the screen wall.
In the main hall, his mother-in-law and wife were eating melon seeds and flipping through their account books.
Seeing him come in, my mother-in-law didn't even raise her eyelids.
"Hey, the good-for-nothing warrior guarding the gate is back?" My mother-in-law snorted coldly and spat out the melon seed peels on the ground. "You smell like poor sweat. Don't dirty this expensive Persian carpet."
His wife, all dressed up, also rolled her eyes.
"I hang around in that shabby Garrison Bureau all day, and my monthly salary is not even enough to buy me a box of Western rouge. What a useless guy."
Sun Dafu The flesh on his face twitched twice.
He lowered his head, said nothing, and walked quickly through the corridor with a smile on his face like a scolded dog, and got into the side room in the corner.
Bang.
Close the door.
The smile on Sun Dafu's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a face full of humiliation and blushing.
He gritted his teeth and punched the quilt.
He walked to the bed, squatted down, and pulled out a dusty wooden box from under the bed.
Open the box.
Inside lay a thick-backed machete, which was the weapon he used to get around in the world before he got fat.
Sun Dafu reached out and grasped the handle of the knife.
The blade is a little rusty, but it's still heavy.
Today in the class room, when the new boss named Lu Zhen threw down Crimson Wooden Tablet, a faint fire actually flashed in his heart.
If you can follow the Bright Force tycoon to fight, kill the ferocious beast, and gain military merit.
Be a decent officer with dignity and dignity!
When the time comes, I will come back wearing a brocade uniform and see if these snobbish women still dare to make sarcastic remarks!
Slap these people in the face!
Sun Dafu gripped the knife tightly and breathed a little heavily.
But the next moment.
A picture suddenly flashed through his mind uncontrollably.
In the wilderness, the mutant Black Boar, which was as huge as a hill, chewed the head of brother Garrison Bureau into pieces in one bite.
Brains and blood spurted out several feet high, and there was no time to even scream.
There are also the horrific scenes of more than fifty beasts with red eyes and lightning speed, which instantly drown people and tear them apart...
"Danglang."
The thick-backed machete in his hand suddenly fell back into the box.
Sun Dafu's face was pale, his calves were shaking unsatisfactorily, and he collapsed on the ground.
A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"No... If you go outside the city, you will die..."
He was breathing heavily, looking at the rusty iron knife in the box, and the last trace of courage in his eyes completely disappeared.
"Trash is trash."
"It's better to die than live. Being scolded a few times won't make you lose any weight."
Sun Dafu let out a long sigh.
He was like a punctured rubber ball, completely deflated, and reached out to push the wooden box back to the bottom of the bed.
Early tomorrow morning, just be a coward and quit the team at the Logistics Department.
The next morning.
In the yard, Lu Zhen tightened the black brocade on her body, and buckled the heavy Black Gold Long Blade on the cowhide belt around her waist.
He turned around and paused slightly.
At the threshold of the main room, little girls Lu Wan and Shen Yun were looking at him eagerly.
Neither of them spoke, they just stood in the morning breeze with a sense of anxiety in their eyes.
"What's wrong?" Lu Zhen pressed the handle of the knife and asked calmly.
"Brother..." Lu Wan bit his lip, "I don't know what's going on. I feel flustered when I wake up early in the morning."
Shen Yun stood aside and said nothing, but his face was also a little pale.
Lu Zhen looked at the two people without saying a word.
Women's intuition is indeed terrifyingly accurate at certain times.
Going out of the city today to hunt Tier 2 Fierce Beast Leader is inherently dangerous.
But he didn't know how to comfort him.
This world is too bad and cruel.
If he were broken outside and died in the wilderness.
Without a man to support her at home, she only has Shen Yun's mature figure and her gradually growing Lu Wan.
The end will be worse than death.
Lu Zhen didn't say anything grand.
He just paused for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I will be careful."
After saying that, he turned around and strode open the courtyard door.
The two stood there, nodding silently, watching his tall back disappear into the mist at the entrance of the alley.
Garrison Bureau, Third Station.
Morning o'clock started.
Lu Zhen walked to the queue of Class A-6 Barracks.
In front, seven or eight people including Uncle Old Pockmark, Monkey, had already changed into gray uniforms with black edges and were standing neatly.
Several people were holding weapons tightly in their hands and gritting their teeth. Their faces lost a bit of the slickness of a soldier, and added a touch of determination when they were forced to a dead end.
Lu Zhen glanced at several people and nodded slightly.
Just then.
Big Belly Sun Dafu lowered his head, shuffled his steps, and walked slowly over from the side.
His face turned red and he didn't even dare to look at Uncle Old Pockmark and the others.
Walking up to Lu Zhen, with trembling hands, he took off the wooden plaque with "Class A-6" engraved on it from his waist and handed it over.
He finally gave up and chose to quit.
Lu Zhen didn't even say any unnecessary nonsense, he directly reached out and took the badge.
"Go away."
Sun Dafu, as if he had received an amnesty, shrank his neck, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd.
According to the unwritten rules of the Garrison Bureau, such cowards who run away from the battle and voluntarily quit the team will be branded as greedy for life and afraid of death.
No other police force will ever accept such waste again.
Sun Dafu also knows the rules and is going to go directly to the Logistics Department to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded from the side.
The archenemy Zheng Hu, wearing a brocade uniform embroidered with the Chinese character "" in gold and silver, and several of his subordinates, swaggered by deliberately.
He called out to the dejected Sun Dafu.
"What kind of uniform are you taking off?" Zheng Hu patted Sun Dafu on the shoulder with a smile, "From today on, you are included in my Zheng Hu corps."
Sun Dafu raised his head suddenly, his face full of astonishment, then ecstasy.
The other police teams around were also in a commotion.
Zheng Hu ignored the others. He turned around, looked across the crowd and looked at Lu Zhen provocatively.
Then, he deliberately raised his voice and laughed loudly at several familiar men around him.
"These days, some newcomers have some brute strength, but they don't know how deep the water in the wilderness is."
"You dare to pick up Red-Marked Mission from Tier 2 Fierce Beast Leader as soon as you come up? This is such a great achievement. You are determined to lead your brothers to death!"
Zheng Hu pointed at Sun Dafu beside him.
"Everyone is watching. This is a good bird choosing a tree to roost in."
"Sun Dafu This is not called quitting the team, this is called abandoning the dark side and turning to the bright side!"