"Tomorrow is the ninth of the ninth month."

Zhang Chao was drunk, when he opened his phone and saw the date displayed on the screen, he frowned slightly.

He picked up the glass from the top of the bar and downed it in one gulp.

More accurately speaking, it was already almost 12 o'clock. After 12 o'clock, it would be the ninth day of the ninth month.

"How could I have forgotten you? "Old brother."

Zhang Chao seemed to have thought of something as he wobbled his way out of the bar.

However, the sadness in his eyes was something that no one could see through.

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Ling’er looked at Zhang Chao in such a state, and was a little speechless.

He really didn't know what this man thought about every day.

Wait a minute, Zhang Ling’er suddenly remembered that today was September 9th.

Every year at this time, Zhang Chao would feel that something was wrong and would always get drunk from drinking.

Could it be that this day had some sort of special meaning?

"Sister Ling, why are you here?"

Zhang Chao rarely drank so much that he seemed to be in a daze, he squinted his eyes and smiled at Zhang Ling’er who was standing in front of him. Just when Zhang Ling’er thought Zhang Chao had something to say, he turned around and left.

Only the Sister Ling was left standing in place, unsure of what to do.

"Sigh!" Hei Zi, quickly follow him! "

Zhang Ling’er hurriedly called for Blackie who was busy on the stage. He couldn't close the door temporarily in the middle of the night, so she could only call for Blackie to follow along to prevent anything unexpected from happening to Zhang Chao.

"Understood, Sister Ling!"

Hei Zi did not have any objections and immediately followed Zhang Chao. No matter what, Zhang Chao was their boss.

They were just like a spider. Other people had legs but Zhang Chao had brains, so they could not afford to lose Zhang Chao.

Zhang Chao walked out of the bar, and a gust of wind blew with a slight chill.

Who would have thought that a year would pass so quickly? In the blink of an eye, it was already autumn.

Zhang Chao smiled, but he didn't know what he was smiling about. He lowered his head and was about to reach for a taxi.

"Boss, where are you going? I'll send you there."

Hei Zi strode to Zhang Chao's side, then pointed to his own car that was parked not too far away.

At this time, because the Mr. Miao was here, many pairs of eyes were staring at the city.

Hei Zi was worried that Zhang Chao's every move would attract the attention of others, it was not a good sign.

"I …" I want to go to Wolf Mountain. "

Zhang Chao smiled as he looked at Hei Zi, then pointed to the location of Wolf Mountain.

Right now, he only wanted to find a place and bring it back quietly. He did not want to cause any trouble.

Ye Zichen obediently got into Blackie's car, then sat in the backseat without making a sound.

"Boss, boss …" We're here. "

Hei Zi shook his head helplessly as he looked at the slumbering Zhang Chao on the back seat.

How could this Zhang Chao be able to see how ruthless he was during the day?

In fact, Hei Zi really wanted to toss Zhang Chao casually into a hotel to sleep for the night.

What are you running up the mountain in the middle of the night for?

"Mm …" "We've arrived …"

Zhang Chao slept for a while, but most likely the alcohol had woken up as well.

Looking at the terrifying Wolf Mountain in the dark night, she smiled.

He patted Blackie's shoulder and said, "Blackie, you go back first. I'll be back in the morning. Don't worry."

"Boss, how about I wait for you here?"

If not for the fact that he understood Zhang Chao's personality, he would have suspected that Zhang Chao was up to no good and wanted to run to Wolf Mountain in the middle of the night to jump off the cliff.

"This is an order. Now drive home and sleep."

Zhang Chao patted Hei Zi's shoulder and ordered him without a doubt.

Then he took a bottle of wine from the car and slowly walked towards the top of the mountain.

Hei Zi helplessly shook his head as he watched Zhang Chao's leaving figure.

After thinking for a while, he decided to go back to the car and wait for the person to get down from the mountain.

No one knew what Zhang Chao, who was completely drunk, was planning to do.

"The ninth of the ninth month."

Zhang Chao sat on the summit of the mountain as he allowed the night wind to blow past his hair.

At this point in time, the alcohol had actually disappeared completely.

Squinting his eyes as he looked at the brightly lit city beneath Wolf Mountain, Zhang Chao's lips curled up slightly.

During the last mission of that year, he and his comrades were still discussing about their lives after retirement.

However, after that day, he was the only one who came back.

"Old friends, I've come to see you again."

Zhang Chao reached out and touched the storage ring on his finger. This ring was something that the advisors of their mercenary group from back then had.

After the explosion, other than what he thought, everyone else was burnt to the point that not even ashes could be found, it was all mixed up with the sand and dirt in the desert.

Sometimes, Zhang Chao would dream that the sandstorm had brought his brothers far, far away, and then the advisor would run over and ask him why he hadn't brought them back home.

"I brought good wine today."

Zhang Chao shook his head, reached out and opened the bottle of wine, then poured half a bottle on the ground in front of him.

Ever since he came back from the desert, he had lived in seclusion here. Every 9 September, he would come to the summit of Wolf Mountain and drink a cup with his brother in the direction of the desert.

Zhang Chao had always been an atheist, but he had always felt that his brother was still in the desert, waiting for him to return, for him to take revenge for them, and for him to bring them home.

"Heh heh."

Zhang Chao raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine. There were some things that caused him to feel more and more apprehensive the more he investigated.

Zhang Chao was afraid that he wouldn't be able to investigate it thoroughly. At that time, how could he have the face to face with his underworld brothers?

Zhang Chao raised his head and looked at the dark night. He didn't know why, but he felt his eyes grow a little hot.

To be honest, he was not familiar with this city at all, because the people he was most familiar with were all left behind in the desert.

Blackie was sitting in the car and smoking a cigarette. The cigarette butt in front of him was already piled up on the ground.

As the darkness gradually dissipated, Blackie's expression became more and more worried.

Zhang Chao stayed at the top of the mountain all night, something couldn't have really happened, right?

How would he explain this to the Sister Ling when he returned?

Just as Hei Zi could no longer hold it in and was about to get off the car to find Zhang Chao, Zhang Chao's figure appeared on the small path in the mountain stream.

Looking at Zhang Chao who still looked tired but had already recovered his sloppy expression, Blackie heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that Zhang Chao was already fine.

As for what had happened last night, Hei Zi understood that that was something he should not have asked.