On the morning of the second day, the class monitor and sister-in-law sent Xing Lan off reluctantly. Xing Lan could tell that the class monitor had many things to say to him, but Xing Lan had to leave.
The class monitor drove them directly to the Shen Yang station. Ye Peng and Yu Hua left from the Shen Yang station, while Xing Lan needed to go to the north of Shen Yang. Before they parted ways, the class monitor suggested to go for a meal, but Xing Lan rejected him because Xing Lan still remembered Uncle Gui's agreement. Forty minutes before the train started, Xing Lan suggested to leave. He rejected the class monitor's decision to send him off and instead took a taxi to go there. In order to prevent the class monitor and the others from suspecting that Xing Lan had called the class monitor ten minutes before the train started to say that he had already boarded, Xing Lan was actually at the station exit at that time. He had already returned the ticket that the class monitor had bought.
"Hello, Little Yao? I've arrived at Shen Yang Station. Where are you?”
After hanging up the class monitor's phone, Xing Lan immediately dialed Little Yao's number. Xing Lan scanned the dense crowd and asked for Little Yao's location.
"I've been watching you for a long time, but I've never been sure.”
While Xing Lan was speaking, a clear female voice came from behind him and the microphone. There was a hint of surprise in her voice that was hard to detect.
Hearing this, Xing Lan turned around to look. Unknowingly, three people had already appeared behind him. The girl in the middle was slightly shorter than Xing Lan, who was 1.76 meters tall. The girl wore a very short denim skirt, exposing her slender and straight legs in the air. Xing Lan had never told anyone that he liked girls who wore short skirts, but that was not love, so he would not have any good feelings for them. However, Xing Lan had to admit that the girl's waist was indeed very beautiful. It was definitely very accurate to use Yingying's grip on a girl nowadays because her waist was indeed very slender. Xing Lan liked her waist. The fitting, tight-fitting Korean T-shirt made her already eye-catching height appear even more slender and charming. Her facial features were not too exquisite, but they were very delicate. In the hot summer, when people saw her face, they would suddenly feel fresh and refined. Her bright eyes and devilish figure, in Xing Lan's eyes, belonged to the type of elegant beauty. She was very charming.
Xing Lan wasn't thinking about this. He just kept looking at the girl's face. Although her face had changed after a year, Xing Lan could still tell that she was a little demon.
"You look mesmerizing in anything you wear."
Xing Lan looked at Little Yao's clothes. His words were very calm, as if they had just met yesterday.
"Hehe, just don't say that I'm ugly.”
Xing Lan was very quiet in the base and did not have any emotions about things, so Little Yao did not quite understand Xing Lan's views on things.
"Your clothes are a little special.”
Little Yao pointed at Xing Lan with a hidden meaning in her words. Hearing this, Xing Lan sized himself up. There were indeed many differences from before. Xing Lan was wearing a green half-sleeved t-shirt, a pair of straight jeans, and a pair of white and red-edged flats. Xing Lan knew that Little Yao was suspicious about the shoes because that pair of shoes was indeed for women. Xing Lan had specially bought them.
"A woman. How is she?”
Xing Lan lifted his feet and looked at his shoes. The expression on his face made people feel that Xing Lan was really satisfied with his shoes.
"You're more cheerful than before, but I still like the old you. You're very manly. You won't be unhappy, right?”
The little demon giggled and said without hiding anything.
"Thank you in advance. It's been a long time since anyone said I was young.”
Xing Lan tidied up his clothes with an indifferent expression.
"Where is Uncle?"
Xing Lan looked behind the little demon in confusion.
"I was going to come, but I saw that it was a little inconvenient for him, so I didn't let him come.”
Little Yao's words were very conservative. Xing Lan seemed to have thought of something, but he did not ask.
"Oh right, this is Liu Nan, and this is Zhihui.”
Little Yao seemed to have thought of something and introduced it to Xing Lan in silence.
"This is Lan?"
Little Yao pointed at Xing Lan and pretended not to remember his name.
"Hello, I thought you were just passing by. I'm really rude. Call me Xinglan.”
Xing Lan smiled and shook hands with the two of them. He did not hide his real name at all. Xing Lan believed that Little Yao already knew about it.
"Uncle Ghost has always mentioned you, but I haven't had the chance to meet you.”
Zhihui seemed very enthusiastic.
"Zhihui and his wife came to the base before you left. They didn't pass the base certification, so they only stayed for two months. They have a good relationship with Uncle Ghost, but I don't know the details.”
Little Yao explained to Xing Lan in a low voice.
"Let's go. Where is uncle? I want to see him.”
Without answering Little Yao, Xing Lan directly suggested to go see Uncle Ghost.
Hearing this, Little Yao led Xing Lan and the other two to her car. Little Yao had her own Land Rover. The base organization had a very high salary for the members of the base. Almost all the members who participated in a mission would receive no less than 90,000 yuan. The base could take on more than ten missions a year, and Little Yao had to participate almost every time. After working hard for a few years, she would definitely have a lot of money in her hands. Therefore, Xing Lan had no doubts about Little Yao's current wealth.
The few people in the car had a pleasant conversation. They talked about interesting things in their lives, but they had never touched on the problems of the base and their views on money. Xing Lan could see sincerity in their eyes. In fact, Xing Lan was very sincere because no matter how one looked at it, they were people who had walked an unusual path in the real world. Their hearts would resonate with each other.
The car stopped in front of a luxurious hotel in Shen Yang. Xing Lan walked into the spotless lobby and looked around. The decoration here was luxurious and the architectural style was elegant. A huge lamp above the head illuminated every corner of the lobby. As far as his eyes could see, there were two young girls with exquisite looks and dressed in formal attire who bowed down to greet the guests politely. Xing Lan smiled bitterly as he looked at everything around him. He felt very normal in the environment of the base. He also went there twice occasionally in Chengdu. Now, he didn't even look like he was standing at the door, let alone coming in. After thinking for a while, he smiled bitterly and realized that people also had times when they became more active and regressed.
"Let's go. Uncle is in the private room upstairs.”
After greeting the front desk, Little Demon immediately urged Xing Lan to follow.
Under Little Yao's lead, Xing Lan came to a door. Little Yao turned around and looked at Xing Lan. After hesitating for a moment, she did not say anything and directly opened the door.
There was a short corridor in the room. Xing Lan suddenly fell into deep thought. He began to wonder if he should have come, but no matter what, it was impossible for him to leave. This was because the revolving table in the middle of the room was already filled with exquisite delicacies. On the right side of the main hall, an old man was sitting quietly. The old man's temples were already somewhat white, and the fierce-looking flesh on his face made people think of his bloated body. There was a clear scar on his neck. The single scar caused a chill to rise in the hearts of the people. This was because the scar happened to be on his throat, causing them to wonder if his throat had been slit before. Looking at the old man Xing Lan, they could not help but feel a trace of astonishment. This was because he did not believe that Uncle Ghost, who had once dominated the base in a year, would have such a huge change. Other than that scar, he, who was sitting quietly in the main hall with a smile on his face, was no different from a kind old man.
"Alright, you guys can leave."
The two young waiters crossed their hands in front of them and waited for their summons. During the silence, Uncle Ghost directly signaled for them to leave. The two of them bowed politely and left the room.
"Little Fox, I didn't scare you, did I? Come, let Uncle Ghost take a look.”
While Xing Lan was in a daze, Uncle Ghost came to Xing Lan's side with great difficulty to look at him.
"Uncle Ghost, your…your leg?"
Looking at the current Uncle Ghost, Xing Lan had too many questions and doubts. What made Xing Lan worried was that Uncle Ghost was actually sitting in a wheelchair.
"Hehe, it's nothing. I'm getting old and my skills aren't as good as before. I was a step slower when I played with others. It's just right on my right hamstring. It's all thanks to the Nether King. Otherwise, I might not have been able to see you today. Hehe, how is it, little fox? Did you miss Uncle Ghost? Uncle Ghost misses you a lot.”
Uncle Ghost's tone was very natural. Xing Lan knew what Uncle Ghost meant by " playing ". Xing Lan didn't say anything. He already knew the reason why Uncle Ghost quit. From what Xing Lan could see, Uncle Ghost was probably forced to quit. Because he had lost his legs, Uncle Ghost had no value to the base anymore.
"You should dye your hair."
Looking at Uncle Ghost's grayish-white hair, Xing Lan did not know where to start for a moment.
"Hehe, there's nothing wrong with being natural. If my feet are inconvenient, I'll be lazy. If I don't exercise, my muscles will start to develop horizontally.”
Perhaps it was because he could tell that Xing Lan's tone was downcast, Uncle Ghost smiled and catered to his words. Xing Lan could hear a faint sadness and helplessness in his tone.
"Uncle Wang, please take a seat. Lai Xinglan, you guys should also take a seat.”
Little Yao said as she pushed Uncle Ghost's wheelchair. Xing Lan and the others saw Uncle Ghost sit down and followed suit.
"That Liu Nan and Zhihui, this is Little Fox, your senior. Don't just look at him like a good young man now.”
Uncle Ghost smiled happily.
"Sister Mu Qing has already introduced him to us.”
Liu Nan replied with a smile.
"Alright, since that's the case, it saves a lot of formalities. Give me your wine glasses.”
Uncle Ghost gestured for the few of them to place their wine glasses on the table. Uncle Ghost rejected their request to pour wine. Xing Lan could only watch as Uncle Ghost almost filled his wine glass to the brim.
Uncle Gui was wearing a white t-shirt, and Xing Lan could see a clear scar on his exposed arm. At this moment, Xing Lan's thoughts also flew back to a year ago."If you can do this to a long-range killer, can you still be like a man?”
The half-naked Nether King looked angrily at the listless Xing Lan. Because of his anger, the muscles on his body seemed to be about to burst.
In addition, there were four people in the Starscreen Room, Pluto and Uncle Ghost. There was also the base's president, Brother Gao. Although Brother Gao was already in his sixties, people still called him Brother Gao. Brother Gao was the person in charge of the entire base organization. All the missions in the base were handled by Brother Gao. When Brother Gao was young, he made friends with many underground organizations. After he retired, he established the current base to collect money. However, Xinglan learned from the base's higher-ups that Brother Gao was actually doing this for him because he had made many enemies when he was young. Therefore, the base could guarantee his safety to a large extent.
Xing Lan did not say anything. He was only thinking about the soldier whose head had exploded in his scope during the mission a few days ago. Even now, he still did not want to believe that he had killed someone, much less that he had killed a comrade who was also a soldier. Everything seemed to be destined by the heavens. Even when he closed his eyes the moment he pulled the trigger, the other party had still turned into a cold corpse because of him. That was his second mission, but he did not expect it to become a nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.
"How many missions has he carried out?”
Brother Gao, who had been silent all this while, asked calmly.
"The second time, the first time was very smooth. We didn't encounter any jungle troops. So, you should understand Pluto. He just couldn't accept this fact for a moment.”
Uncle Ghost stood in front of Xing Lan and spoke up for him.
"Understandable."
Brother Gao said calmly.
"Silver Fox, let me tell you. Killing is an instinct. It's a way to protect yourself and others. Living in the real world, you might blame me for turning you from an innocent teenager into a beast with blood on your hands, but remember, this is the way the world is. When you accept what you want from others, you have to do what they want you to do. Just like the person you hit. If you don't kill him, do you think you can stay here safe and sound? Didn't you think of it too?"
Nether King Er Ha roared.
"I was indeed tempted by the high reward, but now I give up. I want to leave.”
Xing Lan looked at the ground. His words were very powerless. He hated his own greed.
"What did you say?”
The Nether King turned around and looked coldly at Xing Lan.
"I said I'm leaving."
Xing Lan's tone was still very firm. He was not thinking about anything else, all he was thinking about was that glaring and shocking flower of blood.
"Go to hell."
The Nether King roared as he waved his hand at the motionless Star Barrier. A short dagger with a demon god engraved on it appeared in the Nether King's hand.
"Silver Fox."
Sensing the abnormality, Uncle Ghost, who was at the side, reminded him and immediately stretched out an arm to block.
"Swoosh."
In that split second, a warm sticky liquid sprayed onto Xing Lan's face, who had not moved a single step, causing him to instinctively be shocked.
"Old ghost, you…"
Uncle Ghost's appearance caused the Nether King to be slightly stunned. He probably did not expect Uncle Ghost to block this attack for Xing Lan.
"I don't know why you're so insistent, but since Silver Fox has chosen to leave, you shouldn't be so insistent. He has his own choice. It's been a few months, and as mentors in psychology, can't you see that he's a combination of cold-blooded and kind?”
Night Ghost, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up. How could he underestimate Pluto's furious attack? Night Ghost's arm had already revealed its white bones. Drops of blood dripped onto the elegantly decorated meeting room. It was so glaring, so creepy, and so out of place. However, Xing Lan did not notice it at that time. He was only thinking about that beautiful flower of blood.
"Night Ghost, are you alright? Nether King, why are you…?”
Brother Gao, who had been silent all this while, quickly supported Night Ghost. Compared to Silver Fox, who had only been in the guild for a few months, he cared more about Night Ghost, who had been through hundreds of battles. As for Pluto's actions, Brother Gao, who was always calm, had many doubts.
" You have the movement technique to kill, the gaze and calmness to kill. Just like what Night Ghost said, we are all mentors in psychology. I just hope that some things won't make you feel pain. You have to know that there are many things in society that can make you feel more pain than the first time you kill someone, the first time you're forced to grow up. You can go, Brother Gao. There's no need to say anything else. Silver Fox will understand.”
After returning from the base, there was a lot of brainwashing about the secrets of the base. The main purpose was to prevent those who left from revealing the secrets of the base. Many people who left the base wanted to expose the crimes of the base, but without exception, they were all turned into cold corpses by Pluto. Of course, they weren't the first people who walked out of the base without any injuries, but they were the first people who Pluto remembered deeply. They were also the first people who spoke up for those who left.
"Let's drink to the fact that we are men.”
Returning to reality, Uncle Ghost sat quietly in his wheelchair with a faint excitement on his face. Uncle Ghost also poured himself a big cup, more than the few people sitting there. Xing Lan and the others did not say anything and drank it all in one gulp. Even Xiao Yao, who did not drink, drank it all in one gulp. However, after drinking it, Xiao Yao began to cough non-stop. Xiao Yao refused Zhihui and Liu Nan's comfort and only watched as Xing Lan gently patted her back. Xiao Yao felt very comfortable and happy. Xing Lan could see it.
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