Chapter 70 'Sorrow' and Joy'
Han Shuo walked slowly, his mind a jumble of emotions. He had just avenged Fatty and Li Shurou, and now he couldn't tell whether he felt sad or relieved.
Xiao Zhao seemed to have guessed something, and followed behind Han Shuo without daring to say a word.
The night was very quiet...
Soon, Han Shuo walked back to the garage door.
Standing there, staring at the roller shutter, it remained closed for a long time.
He wanted to keep the most beautiful faces of Fatty and Li Shurou in his mind forever, afraid to open the shutter door and see the tragic state on their faces before they died.
However, Han Shuo wanted to see Fatty and Li Shurou one last time. He wanted to bury them properly. He couldn't bear to leave their remains here, in this dark corner that could be forgotten at any moment.
"well……!"
Han Shuo sighed, hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped forward and opened the roller shutter.
“Clang—clang—clang…”
The roller shutter was slowly pulled open, and in the moonlight, Xiao Zhao, standing next to Han Shuo, saw two corpses in the corner.
"As expected... Brother Han's friend still couldn't escape..."
Xiao Zhao thought to himself that the man and woman in front of him had died in extremely gruesome ways.
He was just a little confused, because he had kept hearing Han Shuo call out: "Fatty, Fatty."
But looking at the male corpse's physique, he couldn't reconcile it with the word "fat."
However, this is not the time to dwell on this issue, given the rather somber atmosphere...
Although Xiao Zhao didn't know the two of them and had never met them before, he knew Han Shuo's feelings at this moment.
Helpless, Xiao Zhao could only feign grief, though it was all an act. After all, the deaths of two strangers to him were hardly enough to stir up any sadness in him.
Xiao Zhao raised his arm and rubbed his eyes, but still couldn't squeeze out any tears.
In this respect, compared to a fat actor of the caliber of an award-winning actor, his acting ability is far inferior.
Xiao Zhao spoke in a low voice, sighed, and turned to observe Han Shuo's expression as he spoke.
"Oh, Brother Han, please accept my condolences. After all, the dead cannot be brought back to life..."
Xiao Zhao couldn't say the last word.
He was surprised to find that Han Shuo was standing there blankly, staring at the two corpses in the corner, and seemed to be smiling.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
Xiao Zhao rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Han Shuo was indeed smiling, and the corners of his mouth were getting wider and wider.
"What is this? Tears turning to joy?"
Suddenly, a phrase popped into Xiao Zhao's mind. He had only ever heard of tears of joy, but he had never seen anyone so sad that they could still laugh.
"Hahahaha!"
As Xiao Zhao was pondering this, Han Shuo next to him suddenly burst into laughter!
"It's over! Brother Han has really gone mad, he's gone mad with killing! It's completely over."
Xiao Zhao thought that Han Shuo was unable to accept the death of his friend and had completely broken down.
"Hahaha--!"
Han Shuo continued to laugh loudly, even covering his stomach with his hands while laughing.
In Xiao Zhao's mind, Han Shuo's behavior was really too abnormal, which shocked him and made him feel like he had become a completely different person.
"Hey, Brother Han, please don't be too sad or agitated. I believe your friends in heaven wouldn't want to see you like this."
Xiao Zhao comforted him.
"Hahaha! What are you saying, Xiao Zhao?"
Han Shuo turned to look at Xiao Zhao and continued excitedly.
"It's not those two, Xiao Zhao, do you know that? I don't recognize these two people at all. They're not Fatty's or Li Shurou's corpses!"
"ah?"
Xiao Zhao stood there awkwardly, turning into a stone sculpture.
So all that pretense and acting sad to create the atmosphere was for nothing?
"Xiao Zhao, my friends aren't dead! They definitely aren't dead! Hahaha."
Han Shuo was still laughing. He hadn't expected this result; it was completely beyond his expectations.
Han Shuo didn't care who these two people were; as long as they weren't Fatty and Li Shurou, that was fine!
Sudden!
Han Shuo seemed to remember something, stopped laughing wildly, and turned to run into the Western-style building.
"Xiao Zhao, come quick!"
Xiao Zhao was completely baffled by Han Shuo's thoughts and could only follow closely behind him.
...
Han Shuo ran into the Western-style building and headed straight for the innermost room on the first floor.
Opening the door and lifting the carpet, the cellar door appeared before Han Shuo's eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, Han Shuo pulled open the cellar door...
At this moment, a man and a woman were lying on the stairs at the entrance of the cellar, breathing heavily. It was too stuffy down there, and they could only breathe fresh air through the gaps in the door above.
These two! Besides Fatty and Li Shurou, who else could it be?
It was the two of them!
The fat man squinted, seemingly unaccustomed to the sudden light after being in the dark for so long!
After he adjusted for a moment, he looked up.
"My God! What the hell is that?! It scared the hell out of me!"
Han Shuo's face was covered in blood, and the fat man didn't recognize him at first, but was startled instead!
"Fatty! Shurou! It's me! I'm back!"
Han Shuo's eyes were filled with tears of excitement because his friend was really not dead, and had been hiding in the cellar of the mansion all along!
As he spoke, Han Shuo stepped forward and pulled the fat man and Li Shurou into his arms!
Only then did the two realize that the voice was extremely familiar to them!
"Cough...cough...Damn it, you...you still know how to come back..."
The fat man's tears welled up instantly.
"Han Shuo, we...we thought...we would never see you again."
Li Shurou also shed tears.
For days, they had been hiding in this dark cellar, afraid to make a sound. Moreover, there was no food or water inside, and they almost suffocated.
At this moment, seeing the light of day again and seeing Han Shuo once more, the grievances in their hearts suddenly burst forth.
...
"Xiao Zhao, quick, get them out of here first!"
"Okay, I got it, Brother Han."
Han Shuo patted the fat man on the back to reassure him, then carried him out of the cellar.
Xiao Zhao, who was behind, stepped forward and picked up Li Shurou in a princess carry.
Han Shuo and Xiao Zhao, one after the other, placed the fat man and Li Shurou directly on the bed.
Han Shuo sat beside them, looking at the two with gentle eyes, while Xiao Zhao stood behind Han Shuo.
"Ahem...who...who is this?"
The fat man's mouth was very dry, and he coughed lightly as he asked.
He had just spotted this unfamiliar man, who was wearing a military uniform and carrying several guns on his back.
The fat man didn't expect that Han Shuo would come back with the others.
"His name is Zhao Yu, and he came with me to pick you up."
Han Shuo offered an explanation, then realized that the two of them had not eaten for several days.
"Xiao Zhao, go and get some water and food."
"Okay, Brother Han."
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