[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

The night dew was slightly cold, and the cool moisture spread and grew at the four corners of the house walls, bringing with it a lingering chill.

In the cooled air, the half-dark candlelight still flickered like a bean, making the few inches of the slightly darkened house wall flicker out, leaving a mixture of gray and white.

"... "

The sleepiness didn't come for a long time, and after a while of tossing and turning, Tang San rubbed his eyes and sat up with a sigh.

The door was not closed, and there was still a small gap left. Tang San turned his gaze, slowly looking from the empty bed in the clinic to the wooden door that made a creaking sound.

"Little three."

The first person to open the door and come in was Dai Mubai. He was wearing a coat and holding his arms. He walked into the house with Oscar and Ma Hongjun one after another.

"... "

Perhaps it was because the man standing behind Oscar was a little too bloated at this time. Tang San lightly blinked his eyelids, and then he was sure that he really had not admitted it wrong.

There should be no one in the academy who has such a hatred for Fatty, right?

"Look at him."

Dai Mubai turned slightly to the side, raised his hand and pulled Ma Hongjun forward. The distance quickly narrowed, and with the sound of candlelight, Tang San's eyelids suddenly twitched.

"Fat man, who beat you?"

Hearing Tang San's question, Ma Hongjun lowered his head, covered his red and swollen face, and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

"This guy went to Fireworks Alley and was beaten by a guy named Bu Le into this kind of behavior."

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he paused for a while, bumped Ma Hongjun with his elbow, and urged: "You tell me the rest, who brought you back?"

"Ah..."

As soon as the sound of this word came out, it was like a stone coming through the air, quietly but quickly knocking open the calm lake water.

The atmosphere suddenly froze for a moment...

The water surface was startled, and ripples appeared one after another, and finally merged into one place.

"Atin?"

Tang San frowned for a moment, his eyes flickered faintly, and then he asked again: "Who is that Bu Le?"

He didn't seem to care that the person who brought Fatty back was Ating, but instead turned his attention to Bu Le without realizing it.

"He's a local gangster who hangs out in Fireworks Alley all year round."

As soon as the words fell, it was like a thick fog that suddenly accumulated, and suddenly the light of the candlelight staggered.

Tang San pursed his lips, and the expression between his brows and eyes was mixed into a cloud of smoke in the suddenly darkened lights, just like the sky before a heavy rain was slowly gathering majestic dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

"Let's go."

After a moment of silence, Tang San suddenly pulled off his coat, putting on his shoes and putting clothes on his body. Following his movements, a slender and fuzzy figure mingled on the mottled wall.

"Do you really want to go?" Oscar was startled, and whispered between lips: "But what if the master and the dean find out?"

Dai Mubai gave him an annoyed look and tugged his lips: "Is it possible that the fat man was beaten in vain?"

Hearing this, Oscar quickly turned his head and glanced at the fat man who was about to swell into a pig's head, then covered his eyes and nodded heavily: "Then let's help the fat man bully him back."

The long and dark night is getting deeper and deeper, the noisy wind can't stop coming, and the corner of the window is extremely freezing at this time.

Tang San pursed his lips and closed the window without saying a word, shutting out the cool breeze.

There was only a candle flame left, still flickering through the window sash.

The night is long and endless...

After watching for a while, Atin closed the window slightly. She turned around, and the long hair hanging down her waist was mixed with each other by the cool breeze that slipped in, making the originally thick clouds and mist , becoming more and more thick and rich.

"This world is not peaceful at all."

The gentle evening breeze blew in, casting a few rays of light on the half-lit wall illuminated by candlelight.

Autumn is deep, and it is always cold every night.

Listening to what the little guy said, A Ting raised her eyebrows slightly, as if a cloud of soot passed by the tip of her eyebrows. It passed in the blink of an eye, and in just a moment, she looked so sweet and warm again. Natural appearance.

"Survival of the fittest, it's just more cruel here."

Atin replied softly, his words appearing particularly erratic under the sound of the wind.

"That person is really a jerk."

She suddenly remembered the pirate from two years ago.

"... "

Holding on to his thoughts, Atin closed his eyelashes tightly, slowly leaned his body back on the mattress, and remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until she felt a sense of gravity on her legs that she held her breath slightly and opened her eyes again.

Those indigo-blue eyes reflected the appearance of the jade bird.

"Samuel is worried about you."

Suddenly, waves surged from the center of the indigo ocean.

A Ting fluttered her eyelashes, and the waves deep in her eyes suddenly became unclear in the distinct eyelashes. She unconsciously raised her eyebrows and didn't answer.

"Niao thinks he is afraid that you will be like your sister."

The little guy tilted his head and blinked his black bean-like eyes: "What are you going to do about human feelings?"

human emotions…

How to do?

Atin lowered his chin and drooped his neck slightly, avoiding the little guy's direct gaze.

"Tang San is a very good person..."

From the first time they met in Notting City to a few years ago, he has always been the same as before.

Halfway through the words, the Jade Bird listened attentively. It blinked and its head feathers trembled slightly, like the green and white duckweed clinging to the coral reef in the warm spring, green onions and jade, which was particularly beautiful.

"I believe in him."

After saying that, she raised her eyes, as if she had suddenly made up her mind, with a warm expression mixed with a little firmness.

"I believe in him."

The wind at night suddenly became less cold.

The sky was dim and starless, it was almost midnight, but East Street was still crowded.

Coming quickly from the academy, Tang San and others followed Ma Hongjun and found this place not long after.

Not as quiet as the West Street opposite, this east-facing alley was noisy. Not only were drunkards lying on the ground, but also beggars in rags sat on the ground.

Going deeper, you can see many beauties wearing fragrant silk skirts. They are each leaning on one place, their jade chins are slightly raised, their eyelashes are slightly opened, and their eyes are sweeping across the place, making them extremely charming.

This noisy land has not changed at all because of the sudden arrival of the four of them.

until--

"elder brother!"

A pretty and agile figure suddenly burst into view.

Tang San was startled and looked at her in surprise: "Xiao Wu? Why are you here?"

After saying that, he pulled the little girl behind him and turned around to block the gazes coming from behind.

"I saw you guys leaving school, so I wanted to follow you."

Xiao Wu blinked and stuck out her tongue guiltily under Tang San's slightly reproachful gaze. Her pupils turned in a circle and suddenly widened when they landed on Ma Hongjun.

"Fat man, who were you beaten by?"

When this matter was mentioned again and again, Ma Hongjun covered his cheeks and replied sheepishly: "Oh...it's nothing, I've never hit anyone..."

"Who are you talking about!" Xiao Wu waved his fist and said angrily: "I will help you vent your anger and beat you back!"

"Shh!"

Damn, Dai Mubai put his finger between his lips, his expression turned cold for a moment: "He's out."

Xiao Wu was startled for a moment, then frowned, followed Dai Mubai's gaze and looked there.

That Bu Le seems to be drunk——

He staggered out of the Red Sleeve Shop. His dark brown shirt was full of wrinkled wet marks, making him look extremely slovenly. Coupled with his rosy cheeks, the two of them matched , it seems a bit vulgar and funny.

"Fat man, what is his martial spirit?"

Tang San silently stared at Bu Le in the distance, his expression half-covered by the night, so hazy that it was hard to see clearly.

At this time, he was suddenly different from before.

Ma Hongjun shrank for no apparent reason, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, but he seems to be from the defensive system. He looks weird."

"…elder brother."

Xiao Wu's eyes paused for a moment on Tang San. Seeing that his whole body was as calm as if he was about to disappear into the night, she hesitated and raised her hand to tug at the corner of his clothes.

The feeling of gravity from the clothes was like a thread, suddenly pulling Tang San back from his sinking thoughts. His eyes suddenly became clear and his lips parted gently.

"I…"

"I'll go and teach him a lesson."

Xiao Wu retracted her hand, moving her wrist while looking into Tang San's eyes that looked over with a smile.

There was a clear smile between her brows, her eyes were bright and clear, reflecting Tang San's half-dark brows and eyes.

"Xiao Wu, are you sure? He..."

Oscar paused for a while before he could speak, and finally continued: "He is a wretched man."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu raised his eyebrows and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "But now he is a drunkard."

"Don't worry, I can deal with him."

After saying that, Xiao Wu didn't look back and walked directly towards Bu Le.

The dark night was approaching, and the moonlight was not obvious. After the slender and graceful figure in front of him gradually faded away, Tang San withdrew his gaze and sighed inaudibly.

"Why didn't you stop her? That's not your style."

Someone bumped into his shoulder, Tang San tugged at the corners of his lips and closed his eyes slightly.

"She is sure about this, why should I stop her?"

His voice was light and airy, his voice was slightly hoarse, with a little bit of the grittiness of adolescence.

"Furthermore..."

Dai Mubai looked at him curiously and saw Tang San raise his eyes, his eyes like a pair of clear obsidian, shining with a cool color in the noisy and erosive night.

It makes people feel... a little creepy

"I won't let my sister be bullied."

Not far ahead, Bu Le had already walked to the right from the entrance of the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

There is no darkness in the long streets, but under the bright lights like daylight, everything is always exposed in front of everyone's eyes so straightforwardly and clearly.

such as…

Xiao Wu closed her eyes and actively ignored the trading sounds coming from the other side.

What is exposed here is the desire to have both money and money.

The old hanging lamp at the intersection struggled for a few times and then was suddenly extinguished.

With the help of her dimmed vision, Xiao Wu walked a few steps quickly. When passing Bu Le's side, she pretended not to notice and bumped into him suddenly.

"Ouch—"

Bu Le was like a roly-poly, standing crookedly upright after hitting the wall. Driven by his drunkenness, he yelled several times irritably.

"Who doesn't have eyes? Come out?!"

It seems that he is very drunk...

He didn't even notice that Xiao Wu was standing not far in front of him.

Tang San and Dai Mubai stood at a corner behind them, stretching their necks to look at the movement here.

"it's me…"

Xiao Wu pursed her lips slightly and raised her hand to gently tuck the broken hair on her cheek behind her ears. She suddenly became uneasy because of the fright. Her eyes were half filled with water, and she looked at a loss. Not happy.

"As soon as the lights went out, I couldn't see clearly..."

She hesitated and walked over, stopping only three steps away from Bu Le.

"I'm so sorry."

Xiao Wu twisted her knuckles, lowered her head and held her chest, her jade-white ears very conspicuous in the dark night.

"beautiful…"

Bu Le slapped his face violently, controlling his desire to reach out. He swallowed, with a suspicious expression on his face.

"Why are you alone on East Street so late?"

Because the experience last night was too profound, even if Bu Le was drunk at this time, he would not dare to reach out and touch anyone while he was drunk.

That little girl ran so fast yesterday that he suffered such a big loss for nothing.

Who knows if this guy is a good guy?

"..." Xiao Wu raised her head, tilted her face, and smiled softly and sweetly at him: "Of course I came to find you."

After speaking, the fragrance of red roses suddenly appeared from between her pupils.

"You..." Bu Le opened his eyes wide, obviously not reacting yet. He stared blankly at the pair of carnelian-like eyes opposite him, feeling as if there was a cover covering him at this moment. It was on, so that he couldn't react at all.

"I'm looking for you to practice!"

Xiao Wu's tenderness, which was like clear water and white lotus, retreated in an instant. Xiao Wu lowered her eyes, with a bit of a sharp color in the corners of her eyes. She raised her hand to grab Bu Lu's shoulder, then raised her left leg and used it. He forcefully kicked him backwards.

The rustling wind was surrounded by a sudden noise, which was very abrupt in the quiet corner at this moment.

"... "

Tang San pricked up his ears and watched everything in front of him with unusual calmness among the stunned people.

After a few flips, Xiao Wu used his strength to kick on the wall, turned his waist quickly several times, clamped Bu Lu's neck and shoulders between his legs, and threw him to the floor with all his strength.

The sound of bones dislocating came one after another, accompanied by several non-stop thumping sounds. Accompanied by the cool night breeze, these movements were as stiff as a piece of silk bamboo with a broken string. They let out bursts of howls, forcing Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar to take a big step back in shock.

Unhappy now...do you still have a breath left?

The last eighth fall ended perfectly, Xiao Wu clapped her hands a few times, and ran straight towards Tang San and the others without even looking at the unhappy figure who was lying limply on the ground at his heels.

"Still...still alive?"

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck, took a few steps back without leaving a trace, and asked cautiously.

"Of course." Hearing Fatty's question, Xiao Wu pinched her waist and replied seriously: "But I guess I'll have to lie down for a few months."

As soon as he said these words, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but let out a long breath. He moved his hands and ankles, looking eager to try: "Then let me hit him a few more times."

"Wait a minute."

Tang San, who had been silent just now, suddenly spoke. He stretched out his arms, stopped in front of Ma Hongjun, and took the lead in walking towards where Bu Le was lying.

About ten meters away, Tang San walked very steadily and quickly. When Bu Hua followed him, he didn't do anything in a hurry, but silently looked at him with lowered eyes for a while, then bent down and squatted down. Go down.

"I can't even say anything. It's an advantage for you."

He raised his palm slightly and tapped his knuckles into the palm. Then, blue silver grass carrying tiny silver stars emerged from his wrist one after another.

From short to long, the vine was like a grown snake, lifting Bu Lu's body from beginning to end, and then tied it up again.

"Fat man, do it."

After doing this, it seemed that he got the results he expected. Tang San stood up slowly, turned his back on the silvery blue grass vines, and walked into the thick night again.

The farce that lasted for half a night has finally come to an end.