This time, Changchunhui suffered heavy losses, either turning into rot flies or being killed by Wang Ju.
I carried Wang Ju on my shoulders, Ji Canghai pulled me with his left hand, and Chen Jiayan with his right hand, and walked out of the ruins one step at a time.
This place is a suburb, and it's extremely difficult to get a taxi.
Finally we met a truck driver who was willing to take us back to the city.
After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the funeral shop.
The moment I took out the key from Wang Ju's pocket and inserted it into the keyhole, the door suddenly opened.
When I looked up, I was immediately stunned on the spot.
I thought the building was already empty, but unexpectedly there was a group of people sitting crowded together in the room.
I looked again and saw Uncle Ya sitting among them.
The blood on his forehead that hadn't dried yet looked particularly dazzling.
After entering the door, I put Wang Ju on the chair. These people just watched silently without saying a word.
That way, he is no different from a stranger.
Seeing this, I understand everything.
Wang Ju is risking his life outside, and you guys are hiding here for a while.
If Uncle Ya hadn't gone out to kowtow to Dakui, you wouldn't even have seen the body!
"All the remaining brothers are gone. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
I really had no interest in talking to them, so I just said something and turned around to leave.
At this time, several young people standing at the door suddenly gathered around.
I looked down and saw that the stick in my sleeve had its head exposed.
I turned around and looked at the person behind me: "What do you mean?"
At this time, an old man next to Uncle Ya slowly stood up.
"Some things are better said clearly."
The old man was wearing black trousers and a black coat, with a black melon cap on his head, but his face was pale.
If he hadn't spoken, I would have thought it was the paper man from Wang Ju's shop.
I looked him up and down: "Who are you?"
Uncle Ya stood up slowly and introduced him first: "Second Master, Liu Quan."
I nodded to myself, and Uncle Ya called him "Second Master". I guess he was of high seniority.
Okay, then I will give Uncle Ya some face.
I turned around and said calmly: "That's very clear. Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"It's just you guys who made an appointment with Wang Ju to go out together, right?"
"yes."
"You used to be a member of the Evergreen Society, but then you quit, right?"
"yes."
This vague questioning made me confused.
I don't understand how these two things are necessarily connected.
The second master stroked his goatee with one hand: "The appointment was at eight o'clock, but you never arrived! Now you're here to report the funeral again."
"Where did you go during this time? What did you do? Shouldn't you explain?"
I finally understood. They were doubting me!
I just witnessed brothers killing each other, and now these words disgust me.
Even if I am a soft persimmon, I can't pinch it like this, right?
I was so angry that I couldn't get angry, but Uncle Ya was there, so I couldn't get angry.
I turned back and sat on the chair, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down a bit.
"Now that we've said it, I'll open up!"
I kept scanning the crowd, trying to see some clues on their faces.
"Last night, someone stole our magic weapon and knocked us down with a gun!"
"That's why I'm late!"
"Only the people from the Changchun Club and the three of us know about this matter. Please tell me how this matter was leaked out!"
The second master's face turned cold: "According to what you said, you suspect that we have a mole?"
"It's not a suspicion! It must be true!"
"That's nonsense!" Er Ye raised his hand and pointed at me: "I now suspect that you are a mole!"
As he was talking, he had already walked out of the crowd and walked up to me.
"Previously, you and Wang Ju had such deep grudges that you quit the Evergreen Society. Now that you have such an opportunity, you will definitely take revenge."
He turned his head and looked at me: "Am I right?"
This old man is so old that he always talks nonsense when he opens his mouth, but he still feels that his analysis is quite right.
"Yes." Ji Canghai nodded: "You are absolutely right."
The second master laughed: "You guys are still too shallow, I..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish what he said, Ji Canghai had already started talking with a big mouth.
This mouthful of words slapped Er Ye several times.
The people from the Changchun Club were about to rush up, but Uncle Ya suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
"I want to rebel!"
Ji Canghai glanced at everyone with wide eyes and roared like a wild beast: "We are risking our lives in front, but you are mumbling behind us!"
"What are you looking at?"
Ji Canghai pointed at the second master and scolded: "I don't care if you are the second master or the second grandma, if you fart with your mouth again, I will slap you!"
