Chapter 678 After the War

The villa has been completely razed to the ground, leaving only the empty frame standing in the darkness.

Zhang Zhenhai, who was lame, came to me and comforted me: "There's no point in staying here anymore."

"If not, let's go first."

I suddenly felt like my skin was peeling and my bones were being ripped apart. I could hear sounds outside, but my brain had no response.

Until I heard slaps on my face, I suddenly came to my senses.

Zhang Zhenhai repeated what he just said: "If we don't protect everything, there will be an explosion. Let's go!"

"Let's go."

I slowly sat on the ground and sighed: "Zhang Hanshan threw his life in, and Ji Canghai didn't come out. I don't want to run away this time."

"I don't want others to die for me all the time."

Zhang Zhenhai's walnut-like eyes shed tears: "It's just because they are gone that you should live well."

At this moment, there were sounds from the collapsed ruins, but it was too dark to see anything clearly.

"I have nine lives, but I can't die!"

A rickety black figure stood up, and Ji Canghai's voice came out.

I thought it was an hallucination for a while, and it took me a long time to pull out my tight throat and ask, "Er Hai?"

At this time, I could already see the figure moving towards me, and Zhang Zhenhai waved at Ma Saner.

"You all come up."

Ma Saner's people formed an arc-shaped circle, surrounding Zhang Zhenhai and me.

The figure was getting closer and closer to me. His whole body was completely dark and it was impossible to tell what he looked like.

I know that Zhang Zhenhai is worried that Chen Changming is not dead.

"stand up!"

The figure pushed Ma San'er away fiercely and squeezed in along with the crowd.

The moment he hugged me, the tears were out of my control and began to flow down.

Not to mention Ji Canghai appearing in front of me alive and kicking, I would be willing to do it even if there are some missing parts.

After a while, I pushed him hard and looked at his dark face and cursed angrily.

"You bastard!"

Ji Canghai hugged me and laughed loudly: "I'm afraid that old bastard will not die and stuffed the kitchen gas tank into the basement."

"Let me tell you, Chen Changming is possessed by Transformers today, and I will turn him into scrap metal!"

I accidentally glanced back and suddenly saw the shadow of Zhang Zhenhai.

I quickly glanced at Ji Canghai and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Zhang Hanshan and Zhang Zhenhai are cousins. Ji Canghai sent the gas tank to the basement, which can really break Chen Changming into slag.

However, this also equals to eradicating the possibility of Zhang Hanshan surviving.

Although everyone can understand that the matter has come to this, it is too cruel to say something in front of others with siblings and friends around.

"Ahem."

Zhang Zhenhai cleared his throat and stepped forward: "If such a big thing happened, don't wander around. Go to my place to take shelter."

"If there are any remnants of his henchmen still alive, it would be bad to catch them."

This is the truth. I nodded to myself: "Okay, let me use your place to hide first."

We all have injuries on our bodies. Fortunately, there are no people around at night. It is not unusual for a group of us to walk on the road.

Arriving at Zhenhai Bar, Zhang Zhenhai waved his hand feebly: "Lower the door, it's closed."

With Zhang Zhenhai's help, everyone went upstairs one after another.

Zhang Zhenhai was the first to enter the private room, sitting in the corner smoking a cigar and saying nothing the whole time.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was really uncomfortable.

After a while, I broke the silence with a sigh: "Let's count the number of people."

"They are all raised by their parents. They can't die without even making a sound."

I suddenly felt a little heavy in my heart and rubbed my face vigorously until my palms and face felt hot.

"Erect monuments where monuments should be erected, compensate for those who can compensate, and compensate for those who cannot..."

I couldn't help but look at Zhang Zhenhai: "If you can't pay compensation, I'll treat you like a cow!"

"Ah."

Zhang Zhenhai suddenly laughed, and then put out the cigar in his hand: "Brother, you don't have to be so careful when you speak."

"Who lives and who dies is determined by fate. You don't have to act like a cow or a horse."

He raised his head stiffly and exhaled the last puff of smoke: "On the contrary, we want to thank you."

"You..." I looked at him in disbelief: "You want to thank me?"