This is his most important thing!

A wall appeared in front of him and he arrived.

He is now in the northeast corner of the community. He doesn't walk through the door, but he climbs over the wall.

The broken glass on the wall pierced his palm and he continued to move forward.

He saw the building.

He walked up to the building, unless someone above the building poked out the window to see him, he would never see him!

It's approaching!

He quickly stepped into the corridor, he took off his shoes that would make noise, and he stepped barefoot across the stairs.

He stood on the stairs in front of the door, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the door!

Aches came from his shoulders.

With a bang, the door opened!

He fell into the door.

As he expected, this kind of old door could easily penetrate!

He rolled around the ground and raised the gun in his hand.

"Bang--"

He couldn't shoot out, and the bullet hit his arm, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ah!" He screamed and fell to the ground.

The severe pain in his arms quickly disintegrated his will and he cried bitterly.

"No, no!" he said to the figure who walked towards him, "I didn't give your dad's loan, I didn't give it!"

The bullet did not listen to his explanation and pierced his head.

The lights were on the residential building opposite, and commotion came from upstairs and downstairs.

Neighbors were awakened by gunfire.

Qiu Sheng put away his gun and stared at Wang Shanhao's body.

"It's disappointing," he said, "I'm just bringing him over."

"This is normal," Yi Qingqian, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up. "A person who has not received special training, no matter how elite or outstanding he is in other places, he will become a coward when he encounters the threat of death."

On the way here, she watched Qiu Sheng use the phone, pretending to be Wang Shanhao's junior brother, and provided her information.

She walked to Qiu Sheng and looked at the corpse on the ground: "He has done a good job of being able to come and attack alone. Even if he is tough in the end, he cannot change his destiny. Instead, he may beg for mercy and may be able to survive."

The room was silent for a while.

"Go back."

Qiu Sheng bent down, picked up the bullet that killed Wang Shanhao, and walked out of the door.

They had moved a long time ago, and Wang Shanhao rushed into it was just an empty room.

Five neighbors who ran downstairs because they were afraid and wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Under the strange gaze of the neighbors, Qiu Sheng greeted them calmly and walked into the night.

It's three o'clock in the morning, and Qiu Sheng knew Wucao was not sleeping.

He returned home, took off his coat, put his pistol, and walked into the girl's room.

He told Wucao everything that happened this month.

He said it in detail, and kept talking until the sky was exposed.

Wucao cried for a long time.

After dawn, he led the girl to buy sacrificial supplies and came to his father's tomb.

He dug a small hole next to the tomb with his hands, put two bullets that killed Wang Shanhao and Dong Tianyang, and then put a glass bead that killed the woman.

He stepped up the pit and pressed it flat.

The flowers were placed in front of the tombstone and the food was placed behind the flowers. The man's children knelt in front of his tomb, and the flames were wrapped in paper money and burned beside them.

There is only the sound of wind, fire and tears.

Wucao didn't sleep for two days, and as soon as he got home, he lay on the sofa.

Qiu Sheng carried her to bed, covered her with a quilt, and kissed her forehead.

He walked through the living room and stood on the balcony, with the curtains opened, and the half-month light shining brightly.

He closed his eyes.

The huge rock that pressed on his heart made him breathless finally moved away. His heart, which was tormented in the flames, finally returned to peace. The belief he gained in this suffering was shining.

He felt relieved, he stretched his arms and raised his head.
Chapter completed!