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You are already in another world and will only return to reality in two days,
The old streets and alleys of District J that had not been developed in the town of Mucho were like dark rivers that could not be seen clearly, winding in the thick darkness,
It was as if something strange could jump out at any time,
It had a rather eerie feeling.
Suddenly,
The sound of hurried footsteps cut through the silence,
Under the faint starlight,
A tall figure suddenly appeared at the end of the dirty alley.
Probably because they were running too fast, the sound of footsteps and heavy breathing intertwined and echoed in the alley. The people who were running in a panic kept looking back.
When they passed by the only street lamp in the alley, the appearance of the person was clearly exposed in the dim yellow light.
It was a tall and burly man,
He had a head of messy half-length blond hair, and his facial features were rather rough,
At this moment, his face was like a color palette, and he wore a silver earring on his left ear,
He was wearing a black white shirt and tattered jeans,
Sneakers, and a similarly tattered dark-colored windbreaker... he looked like an extremely sloppy beggar.
And this "beggar" was holding a bulging thing tightly in front of his chest,
It was blocked by the windbreaker, so he could not see what it was clearly.
Suddenly,
That ball moved a little.
A small hand grabbed the edge of the windbreaker and gently pulled,
A small chestnut-colored head poked out.
"Daddy, stop and rest for a while!"
The child's voice with a smile came out. The man who was running for his life paused and stopped to look around. After making sure that those people had not chased him here for the time being, he carefully hid behind the trash can in front of him and put the child down.
"Huff huff... I'm so tired! F * ck, what kind of bad luck did I have today?! "
The tall man, who was sweating profusely, stared in the direction he came from and roughly wiped his sweat, cursing angrily in a low voice.
This man's name was Tokugawa Sen, 36 years old. He was an ordinary man in the slums. He did not have a proper business. He relied on gambling and part-time jobs to raise a twelve-year-old son, Tatara Tobunaga... at this moment, he was being chased by the people of the casino with his son.
Speaking of which, he was also unlucky. After his part-time job ended today, he went to the casino that had just opened in the next district and won two rounds. It was not much money, and he did not even cheat. When he went to the bathroom, he was stopped by the casino's people who said that they wanted to take him to meet someone. When he saw that something was wrong, of course, he wanted to escape. He was caught by the casino's people and beaten up. He risked his life to escape. He thought that he had shaken them off, but he happened to bump into the thugs who were chasing him. What was even worse, he bumped into his son whom he had not seen for a long time.
He had no choice but to carry his son and run around like a mouse being chased by a cat. He did not know what was wrong with this group of people. They looked as if they would not give up until they caught him. Fortunately, he was familiar with the area and was able to avoid being caught by the various alleys.
Now that he was relaxed, Tokugawa Sen felt pain all over his body. F * ck, those thugs were too cruel. He felt as if his ribs were broken. How could he fix it?!
Tatara Tobunaga stood obediently beside his father. His skin was fair, and unlike his father who had slightly rough facial features, he looked very delicate and cute. Especially his smiling eyes, which were curved like crescent moons. Moreover, unlike a certain someone who was sloppy, he was wearing a yellow t-shirt, brown cotton linen pants, and white sneakers. Although they had been washed until they were white, they were clean and fresh.
However, although he said that he was twelve years old, he was short and thin. His body was very thin and dry, and there was not much flesh on his face. He looked no different from a child who was not even ten years old.
His rough little hand tugged at his father's windbreaker. When Tokugawa Sen lowered his head, the thin child said with a smile, "Dad, it looks like you won a lot this time!" Usually, those people would not care about him if he lost or won a small amount.
"Win, my ass!" Shi Shusen cursed angrily. Seeing his son still smiling in this kind of situation, he squatted down with a "hua" and stared at him somewhat speechlessly. The corner of his mouth twitched, but it pulled at the wound on the corner of his mouth, causing him to grimace in pain.
Seeing this, Tatara reached out and touched his swollen face. He smiled and said, "Dad, you can go first after you've rested. I'll go back by myself later."
Tokugawa Sen thought for a moment. He was injured, and it was not easy to run away with a child. If they were caught, this brat would become a burden. Anyway, the other party was looking for him. Tatara was smart enough not to show his face just now, so he should be fine as long as he was careful.
However, Tokugawa Sen was still a little worried. But when he looked up and saw his son's unwavering smile, all his worries and fears disappeared in an instant.
However, Tokugawa Sen suddenly noticed something else. After not seeing him for a few days, Tatara looked thinner and weaker. Under the moonlight, his face was as white as a ghost.
Poking Tatara's thin cheeks with his rough fingers, Tokugawa Sen scolded in a low voice, "You damned child, did you not eat properly again? Didn't I give you money last time … Wait a minute, did you go and buy some random stuff again? You little bastard, you wastrel! "
He completely did not understand how this child grew up. First, he had facial paralysis, the kind that always had a smile on his face. When he was happy, when he was unhappy, when he was bored, when he was interesting, no matter when he was happy. Sometimes, his smile made Tokugawa Sen's heart tremble. Second, he had a fetish for three minutes of passion.
Ever since he was young, from sports to art, Tatara had loved everything, but he never persisted. Every time Tokugawa Sen gave him money to eat, he would secretly … Oh, no, he would openly buy the things that he loved during that period of time. This led to a huge pile of things every time they moved house … It was so tiring that Tokugawa Sen's back ached!
Tokugawa Sen's fingertips were thick and calloused. It stung slightly when he poked Tatara's face, but Tatara did not care at all. He squinted his eyes and obediently tilted his head to admit, "I like it …"
"How can you talk about liking when you're hungry? Besides, I worked so hard to earn money, didn't I … "Tokugawa Sen thought of something and reacted. He stopped himself in time and slapped Tatara's head with the back of his hand, saying sarcastically," I think you have the life of a young master! It's just that you were picked up by someone like me. I'm so sorry! "
Tatara lowered his head slightly, still smiling innocently.
"I must have owed you in my previous life!" Tokugawa Sen mumbled. He looked around and rummaged in his trouser pocket. Finally, he took out a large pile of crumpled notes and stuffed it into Zhang Zian's hand. He frowned and said, "Be careful. If I don't come back, go and hide outside. You're not allowed to buy those toys of yours without eating. If you don't listen, I'll beat you up, okay?!"
The last sentence was vicious and menacing. Coupled with the pig's face, it really gave people a feeling of panic. However, Tatara did not feel anything at all. It was not that he had not been beaten when he was young, but he could not remember when it started. Every time his father said that, he never hit him again.
Footsteps ran past the alley. Tatara smiled and reached out to push him. "I know, hurry up and go! Don't get beaten to death! "
"You little bastard, don't you know how to say something nice?!" Tokugawa Sen rubbed his head fiercely and looked at the thin T-shirt he was wearing. He quickly took off his windbreaker and threw it over Zhang Zian's head. "Take it back and wash it. Don't drop it! I only have this one windbreaker! "
The windbreaker, which was mixed with the smell of tobacco, dust, blood, and rancid, completely blocked Tatara's vision. He only felt his head being pressed again. Then, the person in front of him ran quickly. The wind caused by the wind blew up the windbreaker that covered half of his face.
"Hey, a bunch of idiots. Come and chase me!"
Tokugawa Sen deliberately shouted vulgarities from the alley.
Under the windbreaker, her eyes flickered with a hint of emotion. Her smiling eyes were pulled into a straight line … cold and indifferent.
Tatara reached out and pulled his windbreaker. He wrapped himself up and hid behind the trash can. The dark night and the dark windbreaker were the best cover. Soon, he heard a group of urgent footsteps chasing after the first set of footsteps.
When all the sounds disappeared, he slowly stood up with his windbreaker wrapped around him.
The dark clouds in the sky had been blown away, revealing the bright moon and the bright stars. The moonlight spilled into the cold alley and elongated his small figure.
Holding the oversized windbreaker in his hand, Tatara reached out and touched the money he kept close to his body through the windbreaker. He put on his usual smile and turned to walk in the direction of the small apartment.
However, just as he turned the corner, Duo Liang fiercely slammed into a meat wall. His overly thin body was directly knocked to the ground and rolled in a circle by the recoil.
However, the burly man who bumped into him only glanced at him. He complained to the person next to him with slight impatience and anger. "Damn it, is that Tokugawa Sen a monkey? He ran so fast! "
The few small fries at the side were also sweating profusely and panting. One of them also felt suffocated when he heard that. "That's right. We've been going around and around. I'm getting dizzy. F * ck, I'll kill him when I catch him!"
"Slap!" The man who spoke first slapped him. "Is there shit in your head?! Boss told us to catch him alive! We're counting on him to make money! "
"Yes, yes, yes! Big brother, what should we do now? "
"What else can we do? Look for him again! If we can't complete the task, we'll all have to bear the consequences! "
Tatara's heart skipped a beat when he heard the conversation. He forced himself to calm down and picked up the windbreaker on the ground. He silently avoided them and walked forward. The moment he brushed past them, Tatara let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, his collar was grabbed by a pair of big hands, and his whole body was lifted into the air. The burly man who was called "Big Brother" had a wolf-like ferocious expression on his face, which was exposed under the moonlight.
"Little brat, have you seen an injured man?"
Tatara's white and tender face showed a frightened expression. He trembled and said, "No, no."
With regards to the appearance of his own child crying, the man also had a deep understanding. Looking at the little boy in his hand who was as weak as a quail and was about to shake, the man curled his lips in disgust. He loosened his hand and directly let Totora do a free fall.
Tatara fell and his butt hurt. When he supported himself on the ground, he pressed on the glass shards on the ground. He immediately saw blood. He frowned in pain and groaned twice.
However, he did not dare to delay. He quickly got up, picked up the windbreaker on the ground, and turned to run. He vividly portrayed a scared child.
However —
"Stop!"
Tatara's body stiffened.
"The clothes in your arms look very familiar, little brat."
It was as if a voice from hell was calling him.
Could it be that he had unknowingly betrayed My Lord and began to have an attachment to that woman?
"No, no! No! I hate her! I only want My Lord! I only want My Lord! "
The Five Tigers suddenly stopped in their tracks. It was as if they were trying to convince themselves as they roared loudly. After shouting, he remembered that he was still on the street. When he came back to his senses, he heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that he had unknowingly wandered into a secluded alley. No one had seen his irritable and embarrassing appearance … How was that possible?
"Heh, isn't this the knife from This Pill Shop next door?"
A hoarse male voice came from behind. The Five Tigers Retreat immediately turned around vigilantly.
The short and thin man stood at the entrance of the alley. He looked at the Five Tigers Retreat from behind the paper with a vicious and resentful gaze.
After being humiliated by Reiko, the God's Inquisitor came looking for him after chasing away his own Fu Mourning God. The Five Tigers Retreat, which was wandering alone, was easy to recognize. The passersby thought that the Five Tigers Retreat belonged to him and was naturally happy to inform him.
"It's you?" The Five Tigers Retreat recognized the other party at a glance. They subconsciously gripped their knives and stared at the other party vigilantly.
The God's Inquisitor in front of them was simply a lunatic. When My Lord was still alive, he suddenly came one day and asked My Lord to exchange This Pill's maximum level sword for him. Of course, My Lord would not agree. At first, he kindly refused, but in return, the God's Inquisitor provoked and mocked him, saying that My Lord was not powerful and did not deserve to have a powerful Fu Mourning God.
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