The Magnificent God of War

"knew."

　　 Jiangning didn't say much, and hung up the phone.

　　 He looked at the urn in the dog's hands, feeling a little uncomfortable.

　　 Eighteen is just his code name, whose real name is Liu Hui.

　　 Knowing the situation of the eighteenth family, Jiang Ning felt a little bit more self-blaming in his heart.

　　This is not the first time he has experienced this kind of thing. Those former comrades-in-arms, those who sacrificed in front of his eyes, their faces seemed to emerge in front of his own eyes.

　　 They sacrificed, but they didn't even have a chance to get their name right, because they were people who walked in the dark for the sake of the light.

　　 Where are the years quiet and good, but there are people who are carrying their weights in the dark.

　　 Jiangning is very clear, choosing this path, death is their ultimate destination.

　　 Even if it was him, he had this kind of consciousness early on.

　　 But every time he experiences it, it still makes him sad, but as long as he is still in that position, his face is never allowed to show sadness.

　　 "Eighteen said that he did not dare to go home before, afraid that he would disappoint his parents by going back, afraid that others would say that he was not doing business, saying that he was a gangster all his life, would only eat and die, without dignity..."

　　 Brother Gou rubbed the eighteenth urn with his hands, and gave a wry smile, "We people, in fact, no one has ever valued us. They all think that we are **** and it is a mistake to live."

　　 "But since this time, we have found our own way. We know that we can do many things and we can protect many people."

　　 Brother Gou’s eyes are a little red, "They will also protect us, they will trust us, and they will respect us."

　　 This is the most true feeling in their hearts.

　　Before following Jiang Ning, they would only be annoying, disgusting, hating, and cursing.

　　 But now, they are respected, and it is clearer that they suddenly have something called responsibility on their shoulders.

　　 Even if it's dead, something to protect!

　　 "So, brother, please don't blame yourself. Eighteen, he said, in his life, it is worth his death to be able to follow the eldest brother."

　　 Jiang Ning did not speak.

　　 Even if he had told Brother Gou and the others, choosing this route was destined to walk between life and death, but when this day came, he was still worried that Brother Gou and the others would be unable to hold on.

　　Because they are not fighters after all.

　　 But now, they are the bloodiest men!

　　 "We, send eighteen home."

　　 The village of Donghai City is a full three-hour drive away, and Shiba’s home is here.

　　 is remote and poor. Many people want to make a living. Most of the children in the family do not enter high school, so they go out to work and earn money to share the pressure for the family.

　　 Not to mention, how many people have the opportunity to go to college to change their destiny.

　　 Liu Hui, code-named 18, has a poor family background. When he was very young, his mother was blind and could not see anything. The whole family relied on his father Liu Yang alone to support a family.

　　 Even though his academic performance was good when he was eighteen, he still chose to leave home after graduating from junior high school and went to the city to find a job and share the pressure of his father.

　　 He has suffered, and he has done dozens of jobs, but he has no education, no diploma, and he is bullied and cold-eyed everywhere.

　　 finally got into the underground circle, let him find a way to earn some money and send it back to his home, but in this way, he was gossiped and talked about for many years.

　　 Eighteen didn't want to make the family feel uncomfortable. He didn't go back for so many years, but every month, he sent almost all of his money home.

　　 At this moment, eighteen.

　　 His father, Liu Yang, is supporting his wife and sitting in the yard enjoying the sun.

In the dustpan on the side of 　　, there are dried sweet potatoes that were just made yesterday.

　　 "Send it to Xiaohui after you have finished drying. He has loved to eat since he was a child."

　　 Mother of Eighteen, sitting in a chair with a smile on her face and a hint of reproach, "He hasn't come back for a long time. Have you asked him if he will come back?"

　　 "Hey, the child is busy working outside. He must be unable to get away. He will come back when he has time. Why do you always ask."

　　 Liu Yang was vague, not wanting to say more.

　　 My son is already? I haven't called myself for more than a month. Someone in the village said that his son had committed a crime and went in, but he didn't believe it at all.

　　Even if his son is uneducated and has no abilities, he is definitely not a bad guy, and he will never do anything that hurts the world!

"busy at work?"

　　 Suddenly, a voice sounded, neither yin nor yang, "Old Liu, don't lie to your wife, no one in the village knows, Liu Hui, the boy, is doing desperate activities outside the society!"