"Of course, this is not the main reason why I want to go back. Come with me." Bai Yanluo stood up and walked out the door.
Miao Wenqing and I also stood up and walked out the door.
He went downstairs, came to the courtyard, and headed towards a row of houses. He entered a random room. The room was very simple, and there was a white-haired old man sitting at the head of the bed. When the old man saw Hei Yanluo, he immediately got out of bed and cried with joy: "Xiaowei, you are here!"
Black Yama held her hand and nodded heavily. The old man patted his shoulder and said happily: "It's good that you're back. Don't mess around anymore. As long as you're alive, it's better than anything else. Don't worry, we won't starve to death."
Hei Yanluo sat down and talked to the old man for a while, then left and took us to the next room. The owner of the room was a middle-aged man. He shook Hei Yanluo's hand affectionately and said the same thing: "Brother, don't mess around anymore. We can live well if we are self-reliant."
When Black Yama retreated again, he said, "Everyone has been advising me like this since I came back. The death of the Eight Vajra and me has caused them great psychological trauma. Now, no one is willing to follow me anymore."
"So, can you believe me now?" Hei Yanluo said this while standing in front of a row of low bungalows.
I was just about to say the word "yes" when suddenly a roar came from the sky: "Black Yama, your death is coming!"
A black shadow jumped down from the roof and pounced directly on Hei Yanluo. Hei Yanluo was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by the black shadow. A cold light flashed, and then I heard Hei Yanluo's scream. The black shadow held a sharp blade and stabbed Hei Yanluo's body frantically. I was startled and kicked the black shadow away. The black shadow fell to the ground, then raised his head and looked at me viciously.
"Zhao Hongjun?!" I screamed in astonishment. The black shadow was Zhao Hongjun who had been missing for a long time. I didn't expect him to appear here.
People rushed out of the bungalow and crowded around in shock. Zhao Hongjun brandished his knife and yelled, "Hei Yanluo killed my father, I want revenge on him! I will kill anyone who stops me!" He rushed towards Hei Yanluo again. Hei Yanluo was stabbed so hard that blood was gushing out of his body and he couldn't move at all. Zhao Hongjun rushed over, with a crazy killing intent surging from him, and once again sent the sharp knife into Hei Yanluo's body.
The crowd had already gathered around, some surrounded Zhao Hongjun and kicked and stomped him, while others quickly lifted up Black Yama and sent him to the clinic in the compound. I shouted anxiously from the outside of the crowd, "Enough, enough!" But no one listened to me. People used Zhao Hongjun as a tool to vent their anger. Zhao Hongjun was completely silent but still kicked and stomped. I finally pushed through the crowd and rushed to the innermost part. I saw that Zhao Hongjun was still breathing, so I quickly picked him up and ran towards the factory gate, wanting to send him to the hospital.
No one stopped me, they just watched. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "Xiao Wei is dead! Stop him and don't let him run away!"
Hundreds of people once again surrounded me and snatched Zhao Hongjun's body from my arms. No matter how I yelled, no one listened to me. Zhao Hongjun's body rolled on the ground. I don't know when the 110 police car and the 120 ambulance arrived. The police separated the angry crowd, but it was too late. Zhao Hongjun was already dead.
I don't know how long Zhao Hongjun had been lying in ambush on the roof, but he must have been waiting for that opportunity for a long time. Hei Yanluo was dead, and his father's murder was avenged, but Zhao Hongjun also paid with his life. I think he was well prepared for this, and he had no plan to get out of the factory alive. Killing Hei Yanluo had become his only wish.
When we left the factory compound, it was drizzling. I took Miao Wenqing around the street again and again, and the tragic deaths of Hei Yanluo and Zhao Hongjun kept flashing in our minds. After a long while, Miao Wenqing sighed, "Since we have chosen this path, we must be prepared for a bad ending at any time."
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