Tides: Years of Dawn

For the first time, Tristan found Gareth so difficult.

Gareth was indeed stupid, but he was obedient and well-behaved.Although he didn't know farts before, he was always diligent and conscientious, and he did what he said, without asking too many questions or making trouble.

If Tristan let Gareth stay in a tree hole, then Gareth probably wouldn't come out even if he germinated.This was Gareth, and this was the Gareth Tristan knew.

But now that Gareth was holding his wrist so stubbornly, he had the urge to throw Gareth away for a moment.

So he did.

He jerked his arms violently, and his tone became rough, "I only asked three questions, and I answered you four fucking questions, what else do you want?"

Gareth was a little dazed.A voice in his heart told him not to ask any more, but he hung his arm in the air, squeezed his fist, grabbed Tristan's wrist again, opened his mouth, and said—"Then...you just tell me this, you Tell me and I won't ask."

"Your shortcoming is that you have a bad brain. Is this answer satisfactory?" Tristan pulled his arm away for the second time.

Gareth was frustrated.

He watched Tristan walk to the door, poured some unknown stuff on the plate, and put it in front of the fool to feed him.At that moment, Gareth suddenly felt that he was a fool beside the bed, and whenever he saw food, he would happily go up to him and lay down on the ground to gobble it up.

He felt sorry for himself, but also very angry with Tristan.So he stopped talking, and just looked at Tristan's back with neither humble nor overbearing eyes.

But they didn't have time to continue this conflict. Tristan stood next to the fool for a while, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

The hands that had been crossed on his chest before were also immediately put down, vigilantly pressing down on the position where the gun was pinned to his waist, and leaning down slightly.

Whenever Tristan showed this movement and expression, Gareth knew that danger was approaching.So he immediately became alert, turned over and rolled off the bed, quickly pulled out the gun stuck under the bed, and whistled at Tristan.

"What's going on?" Gareth didn't hear anything, and from his position he could only see Tristan still staring out the window intently.So Gareth also turned over and looked out the window of the room, but he was almost lying on the ground now, and he didn't know what was going on outside.

Looking at Tristan again, Tristan made a silent gesture.

His eyes were fixed on the window for a moment, but his right hand changed direction. Instead of touching the gun in the holster, he carefully took off the key hanging by the belt.

Little by little, he touched the side of the idiot who was still eating selflessly, and lightly removed the iron chain tied around the idiot's neck.Then carefully place the iron chain on the ground, avoiding the chain collision as much as possible.

Then, he patted the fool lightly on the head, made a face to Gareth, scratched his neckline with his fingers, and signaled him to untie the collar a little.

Gareth immediately understood what Tristan meant. Although he usually had a bad mind, every order Tristan said seemed to be conveyed very smoothly in such a crisis situation.

Gareth was originally lying on his back, so he quickly unbuttoned the two buttons on his chest, revealing the spider brand that he didn't even want to see.Then he turned slightly sideways and whistled again.

The fool raised his head, and happened to see Gareth with half of his body exposed, and the brand on Gareth's chest, which was also half exposed.

The fool was stunned, and stopped chewing the bread in his mouth.And Tristan patted him on the shoulder again, pointing at Gareth.The fool suddenly rushed towards Gareth as if he had received permission.

The idiot moved very quickly and very quietly. He was on all fours, and he was really as agile as a dog.He rushed towards Gareth excitedly. The moment he met Gareth, Gareth sat up in his arms and immediately covered his mouth.

Gareth put his finger between his lips, signaling the fool not to speak.

The fool whined a few times, and then pressed against Gareth's chest obediently.

After one order was accepted and executed, Gareth instinctively wanted to seek a second order.So he turned his face to the door again, waiting for Tristan's next command.

At this time, Tristan had already pulled out the gun, pointed it in the direction of the window, then stretched out two fingers of his left hand, pointing to the door.

Tristan wanted Gareth to aim at the gate while he guarded the window.But before Gareth could move the fool even a little bit away from him, something shattered their glass window and slammed into the house.

Suddenly, the whole house slammed, as if a small explosive exploded in the house.

Gareth hugged the fool tightly to prevent him from making a sound out of fear.Gunshots rang out from Tristan's position quickly, three times in succession, facing out the window.

Then, footsteps sounded.

The hurried footsteps made a dull noise on the wooden floor, and the house damaged by the blast creaked even more. Every time you stepped on it, it seemed that the wooden house might collapse.

Gareth carefully identified them, trying to judge how many people came.But it was strange that he could only hear Tristan's footsteps from the beginning to the end.

Not only that, but there was also a strange feeling of being grabbed in his chest, as if a naughty hand was pulling the corners of his heart and dragging him out of the house.

Gareth looked at the bedroom window again.

But the smoke and dust in the room was so heavy that he couldn't see anything clearly.Only the light came in through the thick smoke, making his eyes hurt.

Just then, Tristan's footsteps approached.Before Gareth could react, Tristan had already crossed the living room and came to the two of them.

He grabbed Gareth's shoulder fiercely, and ordered in a low voice—"Quick, get down!"

Gareth quickly got up from the ground, grabbed the fool with one hand, and stuck the corner of the bed with the other, and with all his strength, he and Tristan worked together to overturn the bed.

Tristan didn't dare to delay for a moment. He groped towards the floor at the corner of the bed, and finally found a groove. Pushing down and pulling down, the partition of about one square meter was opened, revealing the deep and dark space below. channel.

They dug that passage a long time ago. In order to avoid enemies coming to the door every now and then during the bounty career, in addition to the weapons that are readily available everywhere in the room, an escape path is also essential.

This channel has been used twice in a year, and now it is the third time.This can be regarded as the channel with the lowest utilization rate for them, not to mention that they didn't pay much attention when they dug it. They thought they would not stay here for too long. After all, they lived in each place for half a year at most.

Unexpectedly, this time I lived here for a year, and the lack of a sense of crisis would be fatal. Gareth still felt a little cramped when he got in, and he probably gained a lot of weight this year.

Gareth went first, then the fool was pushed in, and Tristan was behind.When he left, Tristan didn't forget to bring the suitcase necessary for bounty hunters, and there were two thumbs of the target people who hadn't exchanged cash in the suitcase.

As soon as the three of them entered, Tristan hurriedly closed the roof, while Gareth had already lit the lighter and moved quickly along the path.

About five meters down, they passed through an iron gate.As soon as the iron gate was fastened, the sound of explosions continued to be heard from the ceiling.

Every blow of that blast was very violent, shaking the whole passageway to keep falling dust.

Tristan urged to hurry up, he didn't know how long this passage could last, he didn't want to be buried in the ground like this.

After walking through a section with steps and entering a slightly flatter ground, the three of them simply ran.Gareth didn't care whether the lighter was off or not, and just ran wildly on the dark path.

It wasn't until the sound of explosions behind them got farther and farther away, and there was no more noise of the iron gate being destroyed, that they slowed down and lit the lighter again.

"Who is it, do you see clearly?" Gareth was still walking in the front, the aisle was so narrow that adults could only straighten one arm.Although he really wanted Tristan to take the lead—Tristan was always at the front before—but reckoning that if he wanted to change his position, he would have to stick to his belly to avoid being squeezed by Tristan, so Gareth gave up.

"Yeah." Tristan responded lightly.

Gareth is still waiting for the answer later. After all, this question includes not only "do you see it clearly" but also "who?", but Tristan just answered that, and then there was nothing else .

"I'm asking who are you?" Gareth said again, his tone of voice to Tristan was a bit aggressive today, he is the wronged one now, and the wronged person must have a temper.

But before Tristan could answer, Gareth caught sight of another iron door.Behind the iron gate is the same step as when they came down, which marks that they have reached the exit.

Gareth remembered that the exit was close to a small forest, and the two had an argument over where to open the exit.

Gareth felt that it should be driven near the pier. After all, they lived not far from the black pier, so even if something happened, it would be easy to get away.

But Tristan doesn't allow it, he thinks the forest is better.It is indeed easy to run near the pier, but it is also easy to be seen by others when you come out.The forest is different. You can see how quiet the forest is. They are all good comrades who keep secrets. It is still nourishment to collapse and bury themselves in it for a few years.

In the end, of course, Gareth compromised, so he knew that when the door opened, they would be shivering in the forest tonight.He should have brought an extra coat with him when he left. The weather hasn't completely warmed up yet, so he must be freezing at night.

But fortunately, such thoughts dilute Gareth's curiosity to continue asking.He strode up to the steps, but Tristan remained silent.The idiot followed behind Gareth obediently, and only when he was about to open the roof, he leaned forward and sniffed.

At this moment, Gareth suddenly stopped.He didn't open the roof right away, because the pain in his heart suddenly became stronger, which made his arms go limp for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Tristan was keenly aware of something wrong with Gareth through the faint light.

Gareth couldn't tell, because the feeling was fleeting, and then returned to a faint, vague sense of involvement.

So he shook his head, said nothing, and pushed up the ceiling.

He still opened a gap first, he had to check the situation outside first, and then drilled out completely after making sure it was safe.Unexpectedly, just as he opened a crack, the ceiling seemed to hit something.

As a result, the entire roof was overturned in the next second, and his back collar was lifted by life, and the whole person was thrown out of the hole and fell to the grass.

Gareth was heavy, and he had never encountered such a strong and crisp arm.But he was indeed thrown forward heavily, and even when he touched the grass, he slid forward half a meter by inertia.

Immediately afterwards, two more people beside him were thrown to the ground, one left and one right, and then slid over.Needless to say, it must have been Fool and Tristan.

Not only that, but another person rushed over and kicked the fool hard.The fool let out a bleak whimper and curled up into a ball.

Gareth got up immediately, gripped the gun///barrel and raised it vigilantly.But before he even put his arm flat, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and the gun///barrel came out of his hand.

Only then did Gareth realize that he and Tristan were surrounded by six men in broad cloaks, all hooded so that no face could be seen.

The one facing Gareth was holding a stick in his hand.It was as if it was the stick that beat the cow across the mountain and confiscated Gareth's penis.

"I///fuck..." Gareth was stunned for a moment, he leaned a little in Tristan's direction, and asked in a low voice, "We... are we transmigrating?"

"Not yet," Tristan smiled wryly, and said hoarsely—"but soon."

As soon as the words fell, another person also raised a sharpened stick.

Gareth's last impression was that a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, his eyes lit up and then went dark again, and then he didn't know anything.

TBC