Chapter 6: Homecoming

  "You shouldn't point that gun at me, it can take my life, but it will cost you yours!" Han Yu's mouth curled up, and a cold, sinister smile made Xu Huaying stunned.

  Just then, Han Yu's body suddenly moved, and he rolled onto the table like a spirit cat. Xuhuai Yin hastily turned his gun around, but before he could fire, his wrist suddenly hurt, and his hand involuntarily loosened its grip on the gun.

  Han Yu caught the pistol and fell beside Xu Huaying, the muzzle turned and pressed against his temple.

  This turnaround happened too quickly, those knife-wielding men didn't even see clearly what was going on, and their leader was subdued.

  "Awesome!" In the corner, the young man's head couldn't help but lift up.

  His companion immediately stretched out his hand and pressed his head down, saying in a low voice: "Get down, if they see us, we're done for!"

  "No way, I want him as our leader, Xiao Guo, what about you?"

  "Will he pick us up?"

  "This guy? He should be taken in, you haven't seen him come to kick the scene, and there isn't even a single younger brother behind him? This shows that he has just started out, we follow him, and he can't ask for more!" The two whispered.

  Xu Huaying looked at the shiny little fork on his wrist, his face pale: "You, you'd better not mess around, I'm a county people's congress representative, if you kill me, it's against the law!"

  Han Yu's mouth curled up in a disdainful smile as he gently cocked the gun: "Law? The law can't save you! No one can save you!"

  Xu Huaying's body trembled slightly: "What do you want to do?"

  Han Yu pressed the gun against his forehead, forcing him to walk in front of Hei Zi's body. With a kick on the back of his knee, Xu Huai Yin fell to the ground.

  "Now I'm giving you two choices too: one is death! Two is..."

  "I choose, I choose two!" He knew what two was. Compared to death, three slaps and a broken arm were nothing! Losing an arm, but he still had money, could still live a carefree life! But if he died, then he would be nothing at all!

  As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Huaying didn't wait for Han Yu's instructions and knocked his head three times in a row. Han Yu's gaze turned cold and swept over the remaining knife-wielding men who were still standing.

  These guys hastily knelt down and started kowtowing with a loud thud!

  Han Yu quietly looked at Hei Zi and softly said: "Hei Zi ge, watch me, I'll avenge you!"

  A cold light flashed by, and an arm flew up to the shoulder. Xu Huaying's whole body convulsed, and with a thud, he fell to the ground, unexpectedly fainting dead away.

  "Take him to the hospital, don't let him die!" Han Yu glanced at Ma's face, put down the knife in his hand, and silently carried Hei Zi out.

  The two young men next to them exchanged a glance, quietly got up and hurriedly followed. If they didn't leave now, they wouldn't be able to leave in a moment.

  That ugly face was swept away by Han Yu, and he almost fell to the ground. Although he also saw these two young people, they looked at them with a calm face following Han Yu's back, thinking they were his men, busy again lowering their heads, not even daring to take another look, let alone block them.

  Han Yu walked to the front of the cotton curtain, coldly saying: "You people here are not worthy of playing with guns!" As he spoke, he raised his arm and fired eight shots in a row, shattering eight lamps.

  Han Yu casually threw away the gun and walked out from behind the curtain without ever looking back!

  His face and body trembled again, and it wasn't until after a while that he suddenly woke up, letting out a mournful cry: "Quickly, quickly save him..."

  The cold wind outside remains unchanged, but the rain has stopped at some unknown time.

  Ink-black night, without a single cold star. There were only dim yellow street lamps, slightly trembling in the night wind.

  Han Yu's rain-soaked clothes had long since dried, but as soon as the wind blew, he still felt a chill run down his spine.

  He put Hei Zi into the Santana, but didn't get in himself. Instead, he looked at the two young men following behind him with a cold glint in his eyes: "What are you following me for?"

  The young man on the left was a bit wooden, he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

  The young man on the right obviously sharper than him, took over and said: "We've had too much to drink, there's no car now, we want to hitch a ride with you."

  Han Yu glanced at them and turned to walk towards the driver's cabin: "If you're not afraid of death, come on up."

  Xu Huaying didn't notice, but Han Yu's five senses were nearly twice as strong as those of ordinary people. During the fight, he already knew that these two young men weren't drunk. Now they actually wanted to hitch a ride with him?

  Han Yu smiled coldly in his heart and agreed after a moment's thought.

  Although he had just gone through a fierce battle, there was still a spark of evil fire in his heart that had not been vented!

  He'd like to see what these two little rascals are up to!

  The car sped away with a whoosh, shattering all the glass around. As it started up, cold wind poured in without any obstruction, much colder than outside.

  The two young men behind him couldn't help but shrink their bodies, and even their teeth started to chatter, it's unknown whether they were frozen or scared after remembering that Hei Zi was dead.

  However, they did not ask him to get off the bus.

  "Do you two know where there is a crematorium?" Han Yu asked in a cold voice.

  "I know, turn right ahead, there's a cement road, not wide, the crematorium is at the end of the road!" The rather silly-looking young man stammered.

  The car lights seemed like a long dragon, whizzing and tearing through the night's body, rushing straight to the crematorium.

  The person watching the cremation was an old man, with a hint of white in his temples and a face full of wrinkles. A pair of large-boned hands grasped a wine jug, drinking alone under the dim yellow light.

  Han Yu appeared before him with sunglasses and holding Hei Zi's body, the old man holding a wine jug said without lifting his head: "It's not working hours yet, come back during the day."

  Han Yu looked at Hei Zi and said softly: "I can't wait that long."

  The old man was taken aback for a moment, looked at him lightly, and then glanced at Hei Zi. His expression changed slightly: "Gunshot wound? Who are you?"

  Han Yu paused for a moment and said softly: "Bamboo Leaf Gang!"

  The old man shook his head and sighed, slowly getting up and walking out: "What a sin! Why do you young people do such things? Can't you learn from others and mix with them properly? Come with me."

  "Old rules." Standing outside a room, the old man poured half of the wine bottle into his mouth, his eyes slightly red: "Fifteen minutes later, bring the person in."

  Han Yu's eyebrows slightly raised, and he said nonchalantly, "Do people from the Bamboo Leaf Gang come here often?"

  "It's okay, it happens about twice a month, sometimes more!" The old man said as he took the gloves and glasses from beside him: "Didn't the person who brought you into this line of work tell you?"

  Han Yu shook his head and said, "No, I just joined today!"

  "This guy may not be a good thing." The old man suddenly looked at him seriously and pushed the door to enter: "You should know that today you hold him, but don't know which day someone will hold you like this?"

  With a bang, he slammed the door shut.

  Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and all around him was quiet, leaving only him and Hei Zi.

  "In this life, I, Han Yu, have only ever knelt to heaven and earth, and to my parents. But now, there's one more person - you, Hei Zi Ge. I didn't let Zhi Huan come see you off, won't you blame me?"

  Han Yu helped Hei Zi tidy up his clothes and sent him on the last journey of his life: "I know, you don't want her to know that something happened to you, you don't want her to be sad for you, right? Don't worry, I'll take care of her for you, from today on, she's my sister, my own sister. I will support her education like you did, find a good husband for her, and let her live a happy life!"

  "It's just that I don't know, when you get to the other side, will you regret it? You dedicated the best part of your life to the country, to the troops, but in the end... You said we shed blood and sweat, even sacrificed our lives, was it all just to protect these beasts?"

  Han Yu sat silently beside Hei Zi, his eyes gleaming with profound and sorrowful light.

  He really wanted to stand up and loudly question the heavens, why some people spend their whole lives following rules and working hard, only to lose their lives over 5,000 yuan, while others trample on human life, force good people into prostitution, yet can live large, with feasts and wine, throwing money around like it's going out of style?

  It's unfair! Heaven is unfair! The world is unfair!

  But here is unfair and no one will come out to uphold justice!

  "This world was originally a world where people eat each other, if you don't want to be the shrimp that gets eaten, then you can only keep eating others!" The old man didn't know when he came out, looked at Han Yu and said lightly: "Bring him in!"

  Han Yu's whole body shook, staring blankly at the old man's back, and after a long time, he slowly carried Heizi and walked in!

  Hei Zi finally turned into ashes, from then on dust returned to dust and earth returned to earth. Han Yu held the old man's best paulownia wooden ash box, as if holding Hei Zi's entire life.

  Success and failure, all become nothing in the blink of an eye!

  But the experiences of these two days had a lasting impact on him, the cold and ruthless little nurse, the boss who abandoned Hei Zi in a panic and didn't care, treating human life as worthless, the arrogant Xu Huaying...

  Although society has only revealed a corner of the iceberg, it has made Han Yu realize the cold cruelty!

  No matter how rich or poor one is in life, whether they are proud or disappointed, the final destination after death is just this small space.

  Since the end is the same for everyone, what's the point of living a life that's inferior?

  Han Yu stared tightly at the black box, with a hint of sharp light flashing in his eyes!

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