A person, in order to keep a promise, is willing to give up all his glory and run thousands of miles as an ordinary man.

Such a person may be called pedantic or even stupid, and Helian Lingyun is such a person.

That's why Luoyang and his friends were puzzled. How could Helian Lingyun help their boss protect Cao Ganjing?

"There is something wrong with the character setting, boss!"

Lu Man's face, as white and tender as a woman, was full of ignorance.

Zhao Yulin smiled and said, "It can only be said that you don't understand Helian Lingyun. Many people don't understand him, but I do."

He really understood. He thought that in this world, he was the only one who could understand Helian Lingyun. After all, Helian Lingyun was a killer.

Killers are different from mercenaries. They are all lonely characters who use the night as a monk's robe and knives as scriptures to convert others to the bliss. Mercenaries are different. Even a single soldier like Zhao Yulin who does not join the army has this team of ten people as his subordinates and friends.

The impression of killers in the world is that a sum of money in exchange for a head is all, but people often overlook that killers are actually living people made of flesh and blood. They still have hearts, thoughts and emotions.

Helian Lingyun sits on the second throne of the king-level killers. He is notorious for his murder. In the imagination of many of his peers, he probably belongs to the image of holding a crescent-shaped knife and wearing a red raincoat. He has no friends.

Even with the female leader of Butterfly Knife, who was comparable to the Egyptian beauty queen, they were just friends. She never understood him, and she probably never thought about understanding him.

Perhaps the enemies who had fought with Helian Lingyun could read something from his knife, but unfortunately, those people eventually became a pile of bones that helped Helian Lingyun to the second place in the king class.

Only Zhao Yulin had fought with Helian Lingyun, and he did not turn into bones and be stuffed under the throne of Helian Lingyun's second killer, helping him to reach the next level.

Zhao Yulin had seen Helian Lingyun draw his knife hundreds of times, and had negotiated thousands of rounds in the light of Helian Lingyun's knife, so if he said that he was the person in the world who understood the knife and the owner of the knife the best, no one would object.

But he was reluctant to elaborate, because it was too troublesome to elaborate with these little brats who didn't learn martial arts, and he was not good at speaking except for cursing.

If he had the ability to talk eloquently, he wouldn't mind chatting with them.

"Oh."

Lu Man nodded, not quite understanding, and didn't ask any more questions.

The young man didn't understand Helian Lingyun, but he understood his boss. He knew that even if he asked again, the boss would definitely not answer.

"This should be the mutual respect between masters." Hai Qingzi muttered to himself, guessing the closest to the truth.

Luoyang showed the typical characteristics of a science man. After getting practical information, he decisively changed the subject and said, "With a master like Helian Lingyun accompanying us, there is no need to worry about Gan Jing's safety."

Cao Ganjing laughed and said, "Of course, he is a man of his word. Since he has promised the boss, maybe he will even risk his life to save me. I don't feel guilty at all." Zhao Yulin

cherished Helian Lingyun as his opponent and did not want that situation to happen. Moreover, once the time came when Helian Lingyun had to risk his life, Cao Ganjing estimated that he would not be able to escape.

"Aman, book two one-way tickets to Heze tomorrow morning."

"We can't book them. Gan Jing came here illegally this time, so there's something wrong with his information. Although Helian Lingyun is a Chinese, he's been on the run for so many years, so his identity information has probably been erased long ago."

"Aren't you a hacker?" Hai Qingzi asked.

"What's wrong with hackers? Hackers are also human beings, my sister!"

Lu Man shrugged his eyelids, his expression innocent and speechless: "Even if I use tricks to get two tickets, they will still fail to pass the ticket inspection when they board the plane. I can't tamper with the data of the entire aviation system just to take a flight? Do you want me to go to jail?"

...

After a heated discussion, Cao Ganjing and Helian Lingyun could only go to Hebei Province to take the train. It was a bit troublesome, but Yanjing was the imperial capital after all, and it was summer vacation, so some things were strictly checked and could not be diluted.

"It's a little slow, it won't affect it."

Zhao Yulin thought for a long time, but still didn't want to use this little thing to find Sun Chongyue, and taking the special channel would make it easier to be noticed. The

problem now was to find Helian Lingyun.

This was no problem for Lu Man. He picked up the computer and started typing away on the keyboard. He quickly retrieved the surveillance footage of the night Zhao Yulin met the homeless man. He followed the surveillance footage and located that Helian Lingyun had finally gone to Shilipo.

It was not yet dark, so Zhao Yulin also went to Shilipo, brought a roasted chicken, and bought a pot of Songhe old wine.

Helian Lingyun, who had not had sex for months, would naturally find it difficult to resist the temptation of this magnitude. He came out by himself after smelling the smell, and Zhao Yulin did not even have to bother looking for him.

"Chicken!"

Helian Lingyun stared at the object in Zhao Yulin's hand with his eyes wide open, and his numb expression turned into a dull expression.

After twenty years, Zhao Yulin finally believed that people's eyes can really become brighter.

"Yes, chicken, do you like chicken?"

He raised the meat in his hand. This is the most famous brine chicken in Yanjing City. Although it is a foreign flavor, it is as famous as the local Jude roast duck.

It is said that the fragrance spreads ten miles, which is a bit exaggerated. It is okay to spread a few meters.

Helian Lingyun swallowed his saliva, completely ignoring the fact that the monkey opposite him took advantage of him with a word, and nodded in a trance: "I like it!"

Eating wind and dew for three years, starving three times and full once, even gods would go crazy, not to mention Helian Lingyun who had been hungry for a whole half month, how could he have the face to be particular.

"Let's find a place to sit down and eat. I'll have a couple of drinks with you. I'll treat it as a favor to you."

Zhao Yulin stopped teasing the pitifully honest Second Killer.

Helian Lingyun didn't waste any words. He turned around and led the way to a haystack. He kicked it with his feet. With quick movements, he turned the scattered straw into a small couch, which was natural and soft.

They were all poor people who had survived the killing field, so Zhao Yulin naturally didn't mind being rude. He sat down with his legs crossed, put the roast chicken and old wine in place, rummaged in his trouser pocket for a while, and took out a box of fermented yogurt and handed it over: "Your stomach has been empty for too long, drink this before you eat, okay."

Helian Lingyun worked on the chicken with both hands, biting a chicken thigh in his mouth, and said incoherently: "You old rough man are still talking about this, how can you be like a woman!"

Zhao Yulin smiled casually and said: "In addition to being a hired mercenary, I am also a doctor, occupational disease."

"Okay, okay, drink some milk."

Reluctantly spitting out the chicken leg, Helian Lingyun picked up the yogurt and sucked it hard. The fast sucking was not amazing, but he could talk while sucking milk without any delay.

"It takes about three days to get there, so you should take good care of yourself on the way. You are too weak. Although Cao Ganjing will not be in real danger, it is better to be safe than sorry." Zhao Yulin said. Without a cup, he unscrewed the bottle cap and blew directly into the bottle.

The strong aroma entered his throat, and it was refreshing, spicy and sweet, and he grinned.

Helian Lingyun finished the milk, threw the box back, and continued to deal with the roasted chicken legs: "Don't worry, I won't let myself suffer when someone takes care of my food. As long as I'm alive, he won't get even a hair off."

Zhao Yulin stretched out his hand to pass the wine over, watching the other party eating without paying attention to the people around him, even more ferocious than wolfing down, gulping down the 50-degree liquor as if it didn't irritate his throat at all.

Looking around, there are few people and smoke. It is an old city area that is about to be rebuilt, but there are residents. Some elderly people are homesick and would rather die in the old house than move.

And the elderly, with inconvenient legs and feet, generally like to store some food at home.

"It's so difficult, haven't you ever thought about stealing or robbing?" Zhao Yulin asked.

With Helian Lingyun's ability, let alone bullying the elderly in this semi-rural area, it is not difficult to go to the downtown to fight against the underworld. The key is whether he wants to do it.

"I am a killer, I don't do that kind of dirty work." Helian Lingyun said.

"As if being a killer is so noble." Zhao Yulin said sarcastically, and then stretched out his hand for wine.

"I haven't brushed my teeth for two years."

Helian Lingyun hesitated and didn't pass the wine over.

Zhao Yulin lowered his forehead, raised his eyes and laughed, saying: "I have even eaten shit."

Helian Lingyun then passed the wine, with a look of surprise on his face: "So powerful?"

Zhao Yulin raised his head and took a big gulp, and then grinned again. He didn't know whether the bitch and the dog would be together forever, but the strong wine burned his throat and it was true.

"Elephant shit, bear shit, lion shit, in order to survive, I have basically tasted the shit of animals all over the world in recent years."

"Which one tastes better?"

Helian Lingyun seemed to have no appetite disturbed by the topic. He ate the roast chicken with a few bones left, and asked with relish.

"It's hard to make money, and shit is hard to eat. I think this is the most reasonable truth in the world."

"That means neither of them tastes good." Helian Lingyun smacked his lips.

"It's definitely not as delicious as roast chicken."

"I thought you were very cool as mercenaries, you could hold the barrel and shout under the sun. I used to be a little jealous, but now I'm not jealous anymore."

The hidden meaning is that it's better to keep silent under the moonlight, at least you don't have to eat shit.

"None of the sixteen king-level mercenaries doesn't know what shit tastes like." Zhao Yulin revealed a little gossip.

Helian Lingyun became more disdainful: "Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit. Being a mercenary is so boring, you might as well be a killer with me. There's nothing wrong with hiding your head and showing your tail."

Zhao Yulin smiled and didn't ask if the other party didn't plan to kill him. Some questions can be solved by different people. If you talk too much, it will inevitably be boring.

"Who doesn't want to be an animal? A dog that eats shit or a turtle that hides its head and tail, it's almost the same." Zhao Yulin said without comment.

Helian Lingyun ate and drank his fill, threw away the chicken bone, picked up half a piece of straw and used it to pick his teeth, his mouth was full of gold, so yellow.

Zhao Yulin looked at the straw stick that was still lying in his dirty hair and asked, "I heard that rice is not grown in the north?"

Helian Lingyun scraped a piece of meat from the gap between his teeth, put it in his mouth and continued to chew and taste it, looking so sloppy.

He said: "There is rice outside the Great Wall, but very little inside the Great Wall. There was basically no rice more than ten years ago."

Zhao Yulin looked around and muttered to himself: "The old city of Yanjing, growing rice in the city, nonsense."

"You can't grow rice in the city, just dig some soil and grow some vegetables." Helian Lingyun said lazily.

"If you can't grow rice, where did this straw stack come from?" Zhao Yulin smiled, his lips curled into a knife.

"Someone piled it up specifically for me to sleep on." A gray moth flew over Helian Lingyun's head.