Han Yang was fleeing. Hongshui had clearly blocked the enemy on the other side of the river, but someone still pursued him in a dim way.

If it weren't for his early experience in the army, he would probably have died at the hands of the other party.

Before, because Yan Liuyuan showed his abilities too shocked, Zong Cheng had already fled back to Zong's clan in advance.

So Han Yang was forgotten, and he is now an abandoned son.

When he arrived outside Guanshan, a stream flowed out of the valley, and Han Yang walked into the valley with deep and shallow feet. This was his familiar place. In the past, the bandits controlled by the Zong family were stationed in Guanshan.

The outside world thought that the bandits in the entire river valley area were out of control, but as a consortium, how could the Zong family completely lose control of this place? The bandits in the entire Guanshan are still under the control of the Zong family.

When he arrived here, Han Yang breathed a little relieved, knowing that he was about to be safe.

However, the most dangerous thing about walking the tightrope was the last three steps, and Han Yang's breath, which had just come to his relief, was lifted up again.

The ghost-like opponent behind him must be still behind him, so he can't be careless.

But at this moment, Han Yang suddenly felt that his heart and lungs were torn apart, and a huge inertia came from his right side, and then led him into the stream irresistible.

A high-speed spinning bullet passed through the gaps in his ribs, and the huge tearing force even pulled his muscles into cotton-like substances, and his heart was crushed.

It was not until this time that the roar of the sniper rifle reached his ears. Han Yang fell into the stream, and blood flowed into the stream from his wounds, dyeing the stream red.

He lay on his back and could only see that the sky seemed to be getting darker little by little, and then he completely lost his life.

Yang Xiaojin climbed up from the ground in the distance. She had not closed her eyes for two days and two nights to chase Han Yang.

But Yang Xiaojin's eyes were red. I don't know if it was because she had cried or because she hadn't had a rest for too long.

She had a chance to kill Han Yang just now, but she was waiting. She wanted Han Yang to experience the same pain as Ren Xiaosu.

No, it is to make Han Yang experience more severe pain.

At this moment, Yang Xiaojin was a little confused. She ran down the river that day just to find Ren Xiaosu. Even if Ren Xiaosu really died, she had to find Ren Xiaosu's body.

But the river was too fast, so she ran for a few kilometers with all her might and couldn't run anymore. She could only watch the river in despair and took Ren Xiaosu to the distance.

With all your strength running, even the extraordinary person's endurance is very limited.

Seeing that she could not catch up with the flood, she forcibly crossed the river in the narrower river and chased Hanyang all the way to Guanshan.

But after killing Han Yang, go and kill Zong Cheng?

But if you just kill Zongcheng, you will not relieve your hatred at all.

Suddenly, a white paper crane flew on her shoulder. Yang Xiaojin was stunned for a moment and took apart the paper crane. He saw a line of beautiful small words written inside: Come to the Central Plains, wait until the matter is settled, my aunt will help you kill Zong.

...

When Ren Xiaosu opened her eyes, she felt as if she was exhausted, but someone heard someone in her ears surprised: "He woke up."

The voice was a girl. Ren Xiaosu looked over silently and saw a girl of similar age looking back from the passenger seat.

He was lying behind an off-road vehicle, with the seats flat, and the entire rear compartment looked like a bed.

The girl picked up the car intercom and said, "Brother, the injured boy is awake."

The vehicle stopped slowly, and Ren Xiaosu didn't say a word from beginning to end. He hadn't figured out what was going on, but his right abdomen was still in pain.

The car door opened and he saw someone walking in a wheelchair, where a middle-aged man was sitting.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Wang Shengzhi. We found you by the river. At that time, you were seriously injured and unconscious. We decided to take you together on the road without authorization. I hope you don't mind."

Ren Xiaosu was silent for a moment and said, "Am I seriously injured?"

"I want to congratulate you," Wang Shengzhi smiled.

Ren Xiaosu was a little confused, what's the point of congratulations on this matter?

As if he could see the doubts in Ren Xiaosu's heart, Wang Shengzhi continued to smile and said, "The location of your injury this time is on the appendix. This penetrating injury actually cuts your appendix directly. You will never have to worry about getting appendicitis again."

Ren Xiaosu: "..."

The girl smiled and said, "My name is Wang Shengyin, how did you get hurt?"

Ren Xiaosu said without hesitation: "I was farming, but when the flood came, our settlement was destroyed. I was swept to a tree by the flood, and the branches pierced my right abdomen."

"So that's it," Wang Shengzhi nodded with a smile, as if he had not thought of delving into the wound.

But Ren Xiaosu hesitated, where did this group of people come from and where did they go?

In this era, those who can own off-road vehicles are not ordinary people, and Wang Shengzhi is actually sitting in a wheelchair. Ren Xiaosu vaguely realized that Wang Shengzhi is the person in charge of the convoy.

Ren Xiaosu didn't want to tell the truth. Now, no one believed it anymore.

Once upon a time, he wanted to believe in something, but ended up with a disaster. Since he had been beaten, he had to remember the pain.

Wang Shengzhi asked: "Now you are unable to move, so why don't you go with us first and wait until your injury heals before we make plans?"

Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

"178 Barrier," Wang Shengzhi smiled and said, "We go from Central China to 178 Barrier, do you know the Barrier of 178?"

"I know," Ren Xiaosu nodded: "But I haven't been there."

Only then did Ren Xiaosu realize that the other party was actually walking all the way from the Central Plains in the East. Is this... the Central Plains people?

He was taken down the east by the flood, but was led by these people to travel northwest again, with the opposite direction.

But what did these people do when they went to the 178 barrier? Ren Xiaosu noticed that the people in the car were all wearing casual clothes and there was nothing iconic in the car.

"Well," Wang Shengzhi nodded and said, "Since your home has been washed away by the flood, let's go to the 178 barrier with us. Maybe we can find a new destination somewhere."

When he heard the word "home", Ren Xiaosu's heart suddenly felt ache. Wang Shengzhi looked at Ren Xiaosu's expression and said, "Sorry, I'm talking about your sadness."

Ren Xiaosu did not deliberately hide this. He should be like a sad refugee now. He paused for a moment and said, "178 Barriers do not accept outsiders."

Wang Shengzhi smiled and said, "I have some friendship with Commander Zhang there. Maybe I can tell you about it. Even if it doesn't work, we can't throw you in this wilderness."

Ren Xiaosu thought for a long time: "Okay, thank you."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu's injuries were indeed very serious. His sense of powerlessness filled his limbs and bones, and he didn't even have the ability to take care of himself.

The injury this time was too serious, so he had to find an opportunity to apply plastering medicine to himself as soon as possible.

When the convoy re-loaded, Ren Xiaosu asked inadvertently: "The people in the Central Plains rarely come to the northwest. Why do you come to this poor place?"

The girl seemed to be unsuspecting and said, "We are going to reopen the northwest trade route."

Ren Xiaosu pondered and opened up the trade route? Can Zong, who runs across this trade route agree?

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Chapter completed!