The roar of Wuquan mixed with the thunder outside the window scared Old Liu!

He quickly reached out and stroked Wuquan's back, and said in a soothing voice: "You kid, why do you react so strongly when you mention Shen kid... Don't think too much, that kid's life is as hard as his bones, it won't be that easy for him to get into trouble."

Wuquan gritted his teeth, broke free from Old Man Liu's hand, turned around and ran into the rain.

"Koizumi!"

Old Liu shouted and reached out to grab his arm, but Wu Quan was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he pushed open the iron gate in the rain and ran towards the end of the alley.

"...This child." Old man Liu stood under the eaves and sighed.

…

In the alley.

Heavy rain poured down from the dark clouds, and Wuquan ran forward along the narrow alley, stepping over the puddles.

He frowned, his eyes full of struggle and madness. In a trance, Shen Qingzhu's voice reappeared in his ears:

"Your name is Wuquan? Don't be afraid, I killed all those beasts."

“…”

"My name is Shen Qingzhu. From now on, I will be your brother."

“…”

"Those people just look fierce and act cruelly. There's nothing to be afraid of... As long as we are crueler and more reckless than them, they will be afraid of us."

“…”

"Your dream is to become the umbrella that protects me? You are still too weak... Grow up well, and you will have a chance in the future."

“…”

"Xiaoquan, I'm going to join the army. From now on, you have to protect Old Liu and my brothers and sisters for me. Don't let them be bullied. Do you understand?"

“…”

Wuquan ran in the rain, his eyes gradually blurred, and he murmured in despair: "No... Brother Qingzhu, you won't die... We agreed that I will be your umbrella in the future. If you die... what should I do?"

Just then, a figure came towards here from the other side of the alley.

Dadada——!

Wuquan's figure quickly passed by the figure, he was slightly startled, stood still, and looked back.

Lin Qiye, holding a black umbrella, also turned to look at Wuquan.

In the alley covered with heavy rain, the two looked at each other through the mist.

"Your name is... Wuquan?" Lin Qiye looked at the soaked boy and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Wu Quan stared at Lin Qiye and subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to ask something.

After a moment, he closed his mouth, turned around silently and walked into the rain. His dark eyes, which had been full of emotional fluctuations, gradually returned to calm.

Seeing that Wuquan ignored him, although Lin Qiye was confused, he did not think much about it and just continued to walk towards the gate of the orphanage.

He waited until his figure completely disappeared in the alley and he reached Wuquan at the entrance of the deserted street before he slowly stopped.

He turned around and glanced at the misty alley.

"He should know about Brother Qingzhu's affairs."

"But if something really happened to Brother Qingzhu... he would definitely not tell me even if I asked him like this."

Wuquan muttered to himself, and after a moment, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

He raised his hand slightly, and a drop of rain flowed down his palm, to his fingertips, and then dripped into the puddle under his feet.

A ripple spread across the water surface. In the blurred reflection, behind Wuquan, one black chair after another was outlined.

These black chairs looked like the seats for an orchestra in an ancient music hall, carved with dark and mysterious patterns. On more than 20 of the chairs sat hideous monsters of various sizes and shapes.

There are black meat mountains that are tens of meters high, there are big men with wings on their backs and three feet carrying knives, there are gray plastic bags that look like clouds...

They sit quietly in the shadows with their heads lowered, like works of art sealed in a collection gallery, or like a dark orchestra surrounding Wuquan, ready to play music at any time.

In the rain, Wuquan slowly raised his hands and swung them in the air, leaving a mysterious trajectory.

The gray plastic bag expanded rapidly and surrounded Wuquan, isolating his figure and breath without a trace.

The other monsters on the black chairs, like puppets controlled by someone, stood up stiffly from their seats, staring straight at the end of the alley, their bodies crashed through the rain curtain one after another and disappeared without a trace.

"He is Brother Qingzhu's comrade-in-arms. He must have some powerful abilities. We must not let our guard down."

"Also, don't hurt him, just read his memory..."

The sound of the black spring was drowned in the roaring rain.

…

Hanshan Orphanage.

Lin Qiye pushed open the iron gate and saw Old Man Liu standing under the eaves, sighing.

"Huh? It's you?" Old Man Liu was stunned when he saw Lin Qiye coming in. "Didn't you guys... leave?"

"Oh, I remembered that I forgot to take something, so I came back specially." Lin Qiye smiled apologetically. He turned his head to look outside the door and asked in confusion, "By the way, Wuquan ran out just now...what happened?"

Old Liu's expression changed. He shook his head and sighed:

"Nothing, the kid was just a little stimulated... He had some special experiences when he was a kid, so his personality is more extreme. He gets easily excited when encountering things, especially things related to Shen kid..."

"Extreme personality?"

"Yeah." Old man Liu nodded slightly, with memories in his eyes.

"That child was not sent here for foster care, nor was he abandoned... He was abducted by human traffickers and then rescued."

"Kidnapped children?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly. "Is there still such a thing in this era?"

"A lot." Old Man Liu sighed, "When this child was four or five years old, he was kidnapped by someone who used drugs to knock him out, and later sold to a group of beggars.

Those people broke his hands and starved him for a few days. When he was skinny and only had skin and bones left, they let a lame old man push him to beg on the street. All the money he earned was divided up by the gang. His daily meal was just a few stale steamed buns. If he had less money one day, he would be beaten up when he returned home...

Almost every two or three months, the gang had to move to another city to avoid being caught by the police. He was tortured like this for almost four years. This kid experienced almost all the dirty tricks you can imagine.

If they hadn't happened to go to Linjiang that year, if they hadn't happened to be bumped into by Shen, this child would probably never have a chance to succeed. Even if he grew up, under the influence of that environment, he would sooner or later turn from a victim to a perpetrator..."

"Was it Shen Qingzhu who saved him?"

“Well, at that time, Shen was only a teenager, and he was a fearless jerk.

That day he saw Koizumi begging on the street, so he became suspicious and secretly followed them back to a dilapidated house on the mountain. After discovering the truth, he took advantage of the night to release all the enslaved children.

Later, he was discovered on the way. He took a blunt knife and fought desperately with the group of desperate criminals. He stabbed four or five of them to death and almost lost his own life.

When he came down the mountain covered in blood and carried the unconscious Koizumi, I was terrified.”