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There was no one on the street late at night. The wind blew and the street lights swayed slightly. In this ghostly environment, a person walked out of the deep alley.

He limped along, dragged his injured leg and sat under the street lamp. He took out a piece of dry bread from his arms and ate it hungrily.

His hair was messy, his clothes were torn, and if you looked closely, there were some blood stains. He looked like a little beggar, and he looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

There are many such people on the streets of City A in Continent M, especially in areas close to the slums, but not many of them are still wandering outside late at night in such windy weather.

The boy ate up the bread in a few big mouthfuls. He licked his lips as if he was not full.

At this time, a pair of white and tender hands appeared next to him, and the visitor handed him a piece of fresh bread.

He looked up at the boy who was similar to him in age squatting in front of him. He looked like he was also a street boy, but much cleaner than him.

After taking a deep look at the person opposite, I felt really hungry. I grabbed the bread handed to me by the person in front of me and ate it in big gulps.

After he finished eating, the person in front of him handed him another bottle of water, and he took it without any scruples and started drinking.

In this city, a wandering beggar would never dare to accept food from others, because you don’t know what will happen after eating it.

But he still chose to accept it, because the eyes of the person in front of him were without any impurities, as pure and pure as a clear spring.

"Are you full?"

After the boy drank the water, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve casually, "I'm full. My name is A Bing, what's yours?"

The young man squatting on the ground lowered his eyes, his voice was light and very pleasant.

"My name is Amu."

"Thank you for the bread and water. I will return it to you another day. It's too late. It's better to go home quickly. The night in this place is not safe."

A Bing pointed to his legs and stood up unsteadily. He wanted to go to a nearby park and find a place to sleep.

Amu followed him silently, and Abing glanced back at him, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

"What are you following me for?"

Amu grabbed the corners of his clothes and pursed his lips tightly, as if he had something to hide.

"I, I know you. I came to you specifically today. I hope you can do me a favor."

A Bing became interested. How could anyone recognize him now that he was like this?

"You want me to help? I'm just a loser with an injured leg. How can I help you? You're looking for the wrong person, so go find someone else!"

"No, it's not. Your legs will heal after a while. Please help me. I can give you money. All the money I make will be given to you in the future."

A Bing smiled, turned and left.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Amu quickly said: "Abing, I know you. The killer of M state is ranked third on the list. You are the youngest and most powerful killer. Later, because of a mission failure, you also offended a certain mysterious boss. , was hunted down, and finally ended up hiding on the streets.”

"Your leg injury was caused by the person who was chasing you, right? I saw it just now, in that deep alley."

As Amu spoke, he pointed to the alley where A Bing came out just now. If he went there now, he should still be able to see the bodies on the ground.

A Bing's body trembled suddenly and he paused. He slowly turned around and looked at A Mu. His eyes changed, with a strong murderous look in his eyes.

"What else do you know?"

Amu was startled by his stern eyes and took two steps back unconsciously, his voice trembling.

"No, no, I don't know anymore."

Seeing his appearance, A Bing frowned slightly, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

When he mentioned what he was doing to help, Amu's expression suddenly changed, and the aura around his body became a bit colder. He bit his lower lip tightly, with overwhelming hatred in his eyes.

He said angrily word for word: "Eric Winery, Eric's family, I want his family to die, everyone, everyone."

"Ok?"

"Eric?"

A Bing seems to have heard of this name before, and has some impression. It is not a big family, but relying on the relationship between the family and the dark forces, it has done a lot of disgusting things.

"Yes, Eric, that's Eric."

Amu repeated these three words, tears in his eyes flowing down his cheeks.

A Bing dragged his injured leg to him, sat down on the roadside, and raised his hand to signal him to sit down too.

"Tell me, what's going on? Why did the Eric family offend you?"

"Offended, more than offended." Amu sat next to A Bing. Under the street lights late at night, the two young men sat next to each other. This scene looked somewhat sad.

"My father, mother, sister, uncle and aunt, as well as my uncle and aunt's family, all died at the hands of the Eric family. My name is not Amu, my real name is Huolinmu."

"There was a fire two months ago and the Huo's Villa that was burned to ashes was your home?" A Bing was so shocked that he became numb.

Amu nodded, "Yes, that's my house. Everyone knows that the fire must have been an accident, but no one knows that someone deliberately operated it and even sprinkled flammable liquid around the villa. Otherwise, the entire villa would not have been destroyed." reduced to ashes." m.

"Then how did you survive? Didn't the report say that everyone in the Huo family died in the fire?"

A Bing knew about this. He had not fallen to this level two months ago. He remembered that at that time, someone offered him a large sum of money to kill the head of the Huo family, Amu's father, but he did not accept the offer.

Because as a killer, he has his own principles and does not kill good people.

Unexpectedly, the Huo family was still killed in the end. After all, it was not just the Eric family who wanted the Huo family dead, because it was another person who asked him to kill the head of the Huo family.

"How did I survive? It was all the Huo family who protected me. They sacrificed their lives to survive."

"I want Eric's whole family to die, I want the whole family to die, A Bing, I know your principle, don't kill good people, but who in Eric's family can be considered innocent?"

"I just want to avenge my dead family. As long as you help me, no matter how much you say, I will make money back to you little by little. From now on, my life will also be yours."

Amu's voice was choked as he spoke. The two families were fighting. It was obvious that the Huo family had made concessions, but the Eric family still refused to let go of the Huo family, and even wiped out the roots.

A Bing was silent for a long time, listening to the sound of Amu's tears falling on the ground beside him.

The young man's somewhat thin body curled up into a ball, and the light shone on him, and the feeling seemed to be shattered in the next second.

"Okay, I agree."

Perhaps his experience was very similar to his childhood, so he agreed after thinking about it.

Amu was a little unbelievable. He just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect that he actually agreed.

He turned his head to look at the people around him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

A Bing smiled and said, "I agreed, but I have to wait until my leg injury heals."

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