Several people looked at Yu Mo in silence.
In the end it was Chu Huai who said, "Let's go, there's no point in staying here."
"City Gate will be closed later. If we are sucked in again..."
"More embarrassing."
With that said, Chu Huai looked at the city again, and saw his original subordinates. Their faces were deeply imprinted in his mind, and then he turned and left.
Several other people followed Chu Huai and gradually walked away.
"It's really..."
"We all have a cooperative relationship. Senior, you really don't give me any face."
"The situation just now was so embarrassing."
"Yes, don't you owe Yu Sheng, Shi Guang a lot of favors to them?"
"Just pay it back."
"Please!"
Yu Mo looked pitifully at Old Man in the distance and tried again.
Old Man nodded slowly. "Okay, Yu Sheng, Shi Guang, Confucian Scholar, you can go now..."
"Just think of me as returning the favor..."
Old Man spoke calmly, but before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Yu Mo with a dark face, "No!"
"You thought I just farted."
"They're gone, and I won't survive a minute."
"I won't disturb you anymore, you are busy."
Saying that, Yu Mo leaned on Wheelchair angrily.
And Old Man seemed to have a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, then slowly turned around and disappeared.
"Shi Guang!"
"Push me back!"
Yu Mo shouted angrily like a child.
But before Shi Guang could take out Remote Control, Confucian Scholar stood behind Wheelchair with an apologetic look on his face. "Brother, let me push you..."
Saying that, Confucian Scholar pushed Wheelchair and gradually walked away.
What he had done to Yu Mo before made him feel full of guilt.
It's just that he seems to think that walking is too slow...
"Brother, after all these years, you... have never experienced running, right?"
Saying that, Confucian Scholar took a deep breath.
Energy is concentrated into the legs.
Then, Confucian Scholar started running at full speed.
The howling wind and the sights flashing around.
The dust is flying.
Some of the ground stained red by blood will also splash scarlet soil.
Yu Mo subconsciously let out a shrill cry.
"Do I need to open the fenders?"
I just took out Shi Guang from Remote Control and looked at Yu Mo with only a few outlines left, and asked curiously.
"Well..."
"Let's go."
Yu Sheng thought about it and recalled the scene where he pushed Zhao Zicheng to kill everyone. His eyes were full of nostalgia for a while, and he finally nodded lightly.
"Okay."
Shi Guang manipulated Remote Control twice and retracted it.
Inner City Those people, watching the matter come to an end, turned around and left in silence.
The remaining seven subordinates of Chu Huai gathered together.
"Come on!"
"One day, we will get out of Sin City!"
"Hmm!"
"Yu Mo is right, we can't keep holding Elder Chu Boss back!"
The eyes of several people were extremely firm at this moment.
Perhaps as Yu Mo said, they relied too much on Chu Huai before.
As a result, their strength has not improved for a long time.
Whenever they encounter a crisis, the first thought in their mind is...Chu Huai!
But...
There are a few people who can get out of this Inner City, survive alone, and join the Chu Huai force. They are really useless.
They laughed together and strode away.
Yu Sheng silently watched their leaving figures.
"Sin City within..."
"It seems that there is really light."
"It's just that we, in the past, never paid attention to it."
He muttered to himself expressionlessly.
Shi Guang stood beside him, looking at him curiously, and finally nodded in agreement.
The two left.
From Sin City to City Gate, there is only a blood-stained road left.
A few hundred meters.
Bloody.
But sad.
This mere few hundred meters seems to have brought together a person's life, telling his anger, unwillingness, and finally... peace.
Outside City Gate.
An An is still sitting on the ground blankly.
His hands were covered in blood.
The nurse stood beside her, taking care of her meticulously.
Until City Gate is closed.
Everyone dispersed.
An An then silently climbed up from the ground.
"Auntie, please take me back, please. Thank you."
She said politely to the nurse.
The nurse looked at the well-behaved child in front of her, sighed, shook her head slightly, took her hand, returned to the car, and started the car.
An An sat quietly in the back seat, head slightly lowered, fists clenched tightly, a little white.
After returning to his residence, he washed away the blood stains on his body and An An sat on the bed alone.
"Dad..."
"I remember every one of their voices."
"I will avenge you."
She was holding a doll, holding it tightly, her nails clasping the fabric of the doll.
"They... they're all bad people."
"They also said you were a bad person..."
"I can only, can only say that I have no feelings for you... I have no feelings for you."
"That way they won't kill me too."
"I'm still too weak..."
An An just held the doll and kept talking to himself.
At this moment, she was as mature as a five-year-old child.
Whether it was her words or her thoughts, including that... morbid emotion.
That doll had become riddled with holes at some point.
Listening to the sound of walking outside the door, An An silently placed the doll in the corner, his face regained its cute look, and fell on the bed.
It seems...
Already fell asleep.
(The sixth volume is coming to an end. Starting from the seventh volume, the pace will gradually become faster and the background of the entire book will also begin.)
(Just like Ghost Messenger, in the previous plot, you can't actually tell much. I should be... regarded as a late-stage power player.)