At one o'clock in the night, the car stopped in a small village in the suburbs. It was not known that it would be the turn to demolish here. The original residents were driven away by the previous loyalty League and became the base of the loyalty League. After the loyalty League was replaced, it also temporarily became the territory of the Tiansha society. The villages are mountains, deserted and much quieter.

There are no high-rise buildings here, only houses piled up with earth one after another, which looks weak. It is said that the reason why the loyalty League wanted to establish its territory here in those years was because my eldest brother was born and raised here and has too many memories of this place.

Yangyang locked me in a room. Besides me, there was also a middle-aged man with disheveled hair. He was dirty all over, his clothes were in rags, and there were many whip waving wounds on his body. He squatted in the corner with his knees in his hands and looked at Yangyang vigilantly, Then he said to me, "you stay here honestly. I advise you not to move some crooked thoughts, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

With these words, Yangyang planned to go out, but at this time, an old man came in with his hands behind his back. His eyes were very deep. He came to Yangyang's side, glanced at me in the cage and asked, "where's Liu Jiaxin? Is this?"

Yangyang felt guilty. After all, the main task was Liu Jiaxin, but he didn't bring it. He scratched his head and said guilt: "sorry, vice president, Liu Jiaxin has been hiding upstairs and refused to come out. The old man of the Liu family also sent several experts to block the stairs. Finally, we lost the enemy and had to bring Chen Qiu back."

It turned out that this was the vice president of the Tiansha Association. He frowned at me and murmured, "Chen Qiu?"

Yangyang saw the hesitation of the vice president and asked, "vice president, what's the matter?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know. I always think Chen Qiu looks familiar. Maybe I'm worried too much."

Yangyang trembled and said, "what, vice president, if there's nothing else, I'll go first."

With these words, Yangyang wanted to leave when the old man didn't pay attention, but the old man said coldly: "what did the president tell you before you set out? Let you catch Liu Jiaxin. This Chen Qiu is secondary. You said you caught a secondary one. What's the use of us asking him?"

Yangyang blushed and hesitated: "that... I... we can exchange Chen Qiu as a hostage. Liu Jiaxin likes this boy."

"Exchange?" The old man slapped Yangyang on the head: "are you stupid? Do you think the old man of the Liu family might exchange a bodyguard for his daughter? I really admire your IQ. I can't figure it out. It's because you lived in the Tiansha society since you were a child."

After saying this, the old man looked around and asked, "what about Bruce Lee? I don't think the people who came back with you found Bruce Lee. Where has he gone? This boy is so worried that he doesn't see a shadow all day."

Yangyang bit his lips and said, "vice president, I mean, it's Chen Qiu's life in exchange for Bruce Lee."

"Oh." The old man didn't think much at first, but soon, he frowned, was shocked and shouted, "what did you say?"

Yangyang blushed to his ears and said, "exchange Chen Qiu's life for Bruce Lee."

The old man swallowed his saliva and said angrily, "have you lost Bruce Lee?"

Yangyang cried, "vice president, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect the Liu family to come so quickly. Bruce Lee was caught by the Liu family when fighting with the Liu family!"

"Fuck you!" The old man couldn't help but burst out a rude remark. He slapped Yangyang in the face and immediately fell to the ground. He held the old man's leg and begged: "vice president, I really didn't mean it! Please forgive me!"

The old man kicked Yangyang away with one foot and said coldly, "you're looking for death! Wait for me. I'll discuss with the president and see how to deal with you."

With that, the old man turned angrily and left, while I smiled awkwardly at Yangyang and said, "what, Yangyang, isn't it?"

Yangyang turned his head to look at me and said coldly, "what can I do for you?"

My stomach grumbled and I said, "do you have anything to eat? Here you are."

Yangyang was furious and said, "you've been caught now. Your life is dying. Do you still want to give me something to eat?"

I turned my mouth and said, "what's wrong with this? I'm really starving. Think about it. If I become a hungry ghost, I'll be wronged. And if I die, your little dragon won't come back. You're going to eat and drink for me?"

"You fucking..." "You want to eat, right? I'll get it for you and support you to death!"

Yangyang said this and turned to leave. At the moment, only me and the middle-aged man with disheveled hair were left in the cell. The atmosphere on the field was very tense. I said to him, "brother, why did you come in?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer me. He closed his eyes and trembled all over. I licked my lips and continued to ask, "anyway, it's just us here. I think you must be full of bitter water. You might as well talk to me."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes unhappily and said to me in a deep voice, "do we know each other?"

I said with a smile, "no, but don't you think it's boring?"

The middle-aged man sneered, "I think you are afraid of death."

My smile stopped suddenly, because his words were right in my heart. I was really afraid of death. The reason why I wanted middle-aged people to chat with me was to alleviate the fear in my body.

I've been in a nervous state since I went downstairs. I'm afraid I'll die here. I'm very unwilling. I don't know my previous memory.

If I was really a peerless strong man before, I would be wronged to die here.

The middle-aged man mercilessly exposed me, and I was too lazy to disguise. I squatted in another corner, He smiled with self mockery: "yes, I'm afraid of death. I can't figure out why I, a very ordinary person, will experience such things. Hehe, I just want to live well now and don't want to experience these so-called hardships. Don't you want me to be an ordinary person?"

Seeing me say this, the middle-aged man asked, "what you said, have you always been great?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if I'm great, but they all said I was great before, but I can't remember anything. What do you think, brother? Look at my counseling now, how can I be better before?"

The middle-aged man said faintly, "your present does not represent the past. What you mean by this is that you can't remember the past?"

I nodded: "well, I couldn't remember clearly before. I lost my memory. Now I'm really afraid. When the dagger was one centimeter away from my heart, I almost screamed out in fear, but I held back. I'm afraid I'll be laughed at by them. I'm a counselor. I've been pretending to be very brave, but in fact, I'm a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

"No!" The middle-aged man suddenly said seriously, "you're not a coward. You're really a brave man."

Hearing this, I laughed at myself: "brother, are you making fun of me? Why am I a brave man?"

The middle-aged man looked at me with deep eyes: "you are not only brave, but also, I see your physique. You used to be a great man. I think my idea is the same as theirs. I think you used to be a great man."

I was stunned