"You should know, if this fire goes down a little bit, you may always be a bad person. If you die suddenly on the way, you will be a dead bad person. If you are lucky enough to survive, you will be a living bad person. Even if we win, you and "Wu Tong" will also be in the hearts of some people..."

"I'm not like you Lan Xin. Most of my achievements were plundered or fought with my own hands. I have long been hated and cursed by a bunch of people. If I sell the blades I receive every day, I will You can even get a nice-looking bag for free.”

"This is different from those little fights you had in the past!"

"It's the same, it's just being resented by "people". I've long been used to it. As long as..."

"As long as you take good care of your sister, dad, and Shadow Kill, this country will be fine."

——Later, Lan Ruxin personally lit the dress left by her biological mother and the letter written by her adoptive mother, officially breaking up with Ye Lanxin.

This break lasted for ten years.

Until now, when Lan Ruxin stands in front of all the surviving members of "Shadow Kill", the eyes that look at her still contain emotions such as anger, resentment, and complexity.

Although before that, Ye Lanxin had told all the members the truth about the two sisters.

"So, I hope everyone can accept this fact. I'm sorry for deceiving everyone for so long, and I'm sorry for getting everyone into this farce for our own selfish desires, and even causing many of our companions to leave us forever."

Ye Lanxin was still talking passionately, holding her sister's arm tightly with her hand, as if praying for strength.

Lan Ruxin put her hands in her pockets and tightly grasped the cigarettes and lighters inside.

"Second Miss."

Finally, I opened my mind to the "Serval Cat" sitting relatively close, holding a cigarette in his mouth and making very serious inquiries in a nonchalant manner.

Beside him, Liu Yexiao, who was holding "Jiu Ba"'s arm like the Ye Lanxin sisters, silently glanced at his subordinates, causing the latter to shiver in an exaggerated manner.

"Ahem! So, that is to say... Although everyone can understand it, after all, "Zhu Hibiscus" and the others... including the group of comrades who died in this war, as well as the traitors sent here to kill the eldest lady in the past , and those brothers who died... I know that in our line of work, we can't dwell too much on these things... but..."

"Serval Cat" expresses the inner feelings of most people in a concise and concise manner. After all, ten years is a long process, and the life and death, hatred and kindness involved are as complex as the spider webs in the corners. And the bad diaphragm should be answered.

"about this……"

"That can only be regarded as their bad luck. Of course, regarding "Hibiscus", it is my problem. I should have entered Damon's God-Calling Area earlier at that time. This is my fault and I will not deny it."

Lan Ruxin pulled her sister behind her, took out a cigarette and lighter from her trouser pocket in her most familiar big-sister manner, lit it slowly, and blew out the smoke.

The aura that had been accumulated for more than ten years was like a crouching tiger whispering, shocking the anger and resentment projected around him.

"But as for talking about those messy things, I don't want to argue or arrange things with you, let alone say that if I am really a little... cough! There is no point in saying that I am a villain. I am a person who protects my shortcomings and has a bad temper. I'm impatient and rude, so I'm asking for your forgiveness because I just think it's a waste of time."

After saying that, Lan Ruxin spread her hands and made a helpless gesture. At this time, a familiar figure appeared behind the crowd. After a night of coma, Lin Shuwen finally woke up in the early morning with bandages all over his body.

With the help of You Ling and Aike, I arrived here. On my shoulders lay the multi-tailed white fox, Meier.

"So everyone, those who want to vent their anger, those who want to beat me up, those who want to scold me, hurry up now and do whatever you want, yes, make the circle wider, move back, come here~"

Lan Ruxin seems to have magic power

, allowing this group of people who were dissatisfied with him to obey his command obediently, and a dozen or so people were left on the expanded venue, including the two captains of the "Garden": Yu Wenmo and Yun Moyin.

The "Serval Cat" who spoke first silently maintained the best viewing position and blended into the crowd, with his arms folded across his chest.

"Okay, it's just you, right? Are there any more?"

Lan Ruxin flicked the cigarette and stamped it out very politely, shouting like a gangster trying to make a fight.

"Ah, no, that's okay. I promised you in advance that after this time, I won't let you hear any opinions you have about "Wu Tong" and me, which may lead to erroneous actions! I don't mind learning from my "Wu Tong" over there.

subordinates."

Lan Ruxin squinted her eyes, showed a dangerous smile, and looked at Lin Shuwen outside the crowd. Everyone followed her gaze, and then shuddered in unison.

After all, "Dagger" and Lin Shuwen have always been synonymous with power and cruelty in their minds.

"Brother, aren't you a subordinate of Sister Lanxin?"

Liu Yexiao held the arm of "Nine Eight" Bei Qingzhi and asked Lin Shuwen who was beside him with a wry smile.

"Strictly speaking, if I don't follow the identity of "Dagger", I still belong to "Wutong"."

"That's right! This brat is not only a subordinate of my "Wutong", but also one of our captains... Well, we'll talk about these later! You guys! Come on!"

Lan Ruxin's expression suddenly sank when she thought of Yun Luoyan's appearance, and then uncontrollable annoyance surged into her heart. She gritted her teeth and faced the first "Garden" member to vent her anger.

"You bunch of traitors..."

"What are you talking about? Traitor? I'm telling you little brat! If I hadn't led my subordinates to help you find the traitor, you would have probably been sold by someone now! Talk to me and think clearly!"

"But it's your fault! My friends..."

The young team member clenched his fists and cried.

"Hey, hey, hey! Is there something wrong with your head? Why is it because of me that you accidentally died because of your own incompetence? Did you say one day that you were so frightened that you peed after watching our combat videos because of us? Don't give us "Wutong"

"What a shame!"

Lan Ruxin squatted on the ground, pointing her index finger at her head, with a bored and mocking expression.

"You won't tell..."

The young team member's face turned red and turned into a red apple with anger.

"Be reasonable? Okay! Be reasonable! Look at me, if you dared to talk nonsense like this before, I would have punched you in the face! Now I only scold you, is it reasonable?!"

However, Lan Ruxin spread her hands, looking like a gangster with a lot of nonsense.

Finally, the team member couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward with a fist, hitting Lan Ruxin directly in the face.

Lan Ruxin held it easily, and by the way, his wrist was bent to an angle that was close to dislocation.

"ah……"

"Where's the other hand? Keep hitting me! All the fighting skills your second lady taught you are like shit?!"

"ah!!!"

In the open space where swearing and swear words were flying everywhere, a sparring session of an indistinguishable nature began.

"It seems like there's no need to worry?"

"Well, Miss, although her method is vulgar, it fits her style very well and is very effective."

Outside the crowd, Lin Shuwen was chatting weakly with You Ling. The criticism meeting in front of him, which had gradually turned into a "gangster's martial arts field", made him let go of his worries.

He turned around and prepared to return to his transport vehicle.

"Dagger...no...Master Feng!"

"Um?"

A "Garden" team member stopped Lin Shuwen. He turned around and looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy indifferently.

Of course, he himself is only a twenty-two-year-old boy.

"What's the

What's the matter?"

"I...can I join your team! Even if it's just a chore! I've been helping Brother "Yan" clean recently!"

The little warrior was a little embarrassed, and the coercion under Lin Shuwen's cold face made his heart beat faster.

"You are originally responsible for logistics, right? If you want to stay safe and secure, just do logistics work..."

"No! No! I'm not afraid of death! I followed the second lady here voluntarily! I...my ability is...ahem!!!"

Because he was too nervous, the little warrior choked on his own saliva.

In this war, the composition of the participants in the "Garden" force was divided into two parts. One part was personally named by Ye Lanxin, and the other part joined voluntarily. Generally speaking, these people who voluntarily joined were either

A spy who hides deeply is either a loyal follower or a speculator who wants to gamble on his own future.

"Why do you want to join my team? You should all know my true nature, right? Do you think your sanity is too high or do you just want to seek excitement?"

"Ahem...I...I just want to kill those mercenaries who usually have nothing to do, even if I have to make a last hit. I hope I can kill a mercenary with my own hands before I die!"

"Why?"

"Because, I want to avenge "Zhu Hibiscus", or to be precise, a few of them. Originally, I thought that I would just try to kill the people from "Wutong", but now, knowing the truth about "Wutong" and the others, I just want to

At least, I can kill a real enemy with my own hands, to avenge them, and also to give sacrifice to those "Wutong" comrades..."

"Because we are really facing those well-trained mercenaries..."

The little warrior raised his face, his eyes filled with resentment and despair at his own incompetence, as well as the desire to find the last glimmer of hope.

In his heart, as long as he followed a strong man like Lin Shuwen who could single-handedly kill the group of mercenaries into fear, sooner or later he would be able to personally kill a mercenary that he was unable to compete with, even if it was to help Lin Shuwen finish the last blow.

It is also enough to comfort one's own incompetence and inferiority.

This is normal self-comfort and self-anesthesia.

"You know this doesn't change the status quo or make you stronger. It's just a psychological comfort. Moreover, during the battle, if you hold back or commit suicide, I will not save you."

"It's okay, as long as you let me participate..."

The little warrior once again lowered his standards and bit his lips.

Lin Shuwen looked into his eyes quietly, looking past his black hair, and a faint pattern caught his attention.

On the back of this little warrior's neck, there was a spell similar to what he had seen on a certain mercenary before.
To be continued...