Chapter 1:

Half of the alley in front of me was illuminated by moonlight and half was hidden in the dark. The evening wind blew gently, and there was a trace of earthy smell in the air. The alley was completely shrouded in darkness.
The wind was getting stronger, the dark clouds covered all the eyes in the sky, and a heavy rain seemed to be coming.
Zhuang Yan knew that since he had been led to this place, there was no way to escape, but he still wanted to ask Zhao Wei why.
Over the years, he has also taken his heart out of Zhao Wei. At that time, he owed more than 300,000 debts because of gambling. It was he who gave him his bonus to pay off the debts.
When Zhao Wei saw Zhuang Yan coming, he stepped back two steps uncomfortably. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhuang, I can't help it." Yan couldn't find any apology in the other person's eyes.
When did he start to change? Or has he never communicated with this person?
The cool Yusi floated down from the sky and landed on Zhuang Yan's face. Before he asked, he heard a hoarse male voice behind him: "It's running very fast, why not run? Continue? Run? "
Zhuang Yan turned his head, and by the dim street lights at the intersection, he saw that it had been blocked by more than a dozen people, and his back road had indeed been blocked.
"Zhao Wei told me that you can run away from us, but I still don't believe it." The lead man's mouth was ugly, with a sneered smile, "What the is you?"
Zhuang Yan looked back at Zhao Wei, but Zhao Wei put on his helmet early and prepared for protection. At one time Zhuang Yan wanted to laugh.
"Everyone is able to catch the job, and the one who can't catch the job is killed." The leader's commander ordered the younger brothers behind him to rush towards Zhuang Yan with a roar.
They thought they could give Zhuang Yan a uniform quickly, but the result was not the same as they imagined. Even if they had a flashlight illuminated in the dark, they still looked like a blind man, even Zhuang Yan's clothes The corner can't be reached.
Zhuang Yan has fought boxing in the past. His reaction speed, punching speed, and fist strength are all incomparable to ordinary people. He is agile, moves quickly, and has no procrastination. He is surrounded by so many people. It's still easy.
The rain was getting louder and louder, thunderous thunder rang in his ears, Zhuang Yan's every punch was fiercely hit on those fresh □□, accompanied by the painful howling, he just ran so long Too much physical energy has been wasted. Although it is said that these people have no way to take him now, the situation is not optimistic. He must solve all these people faster.
Bean-sized raindrops landed densely on his forehead. Silver lightning flashed across the night sky like a dragon, piercing the darkness. Zhuang Yan's figure was indestructible under the dazzling light.
Heavy punch, jab punch, swing boxing, combined boxing, he has n’t played so hard for a long time, he seems to have returned to the stage in a trance, but his opponent is really not upset, and soon his side is already Falling down, howling, screaming, and scolding, mixed with the sound of thunder and wind, mixed into a tragic symphony in this pouring rain.
Rainwater converged into a stream at the foot, rushing down the ramp towards the alleyway, sparkling waves under the flashing lights.
Zhao Wei didn't know when he had fled to the intersection. He shouted to the person who was crying on the ground: "He was injured in the waist and he can't hold on for long. Go on! Go on!"
Zhuang Yan looked up at Zhao Wei, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, and finally all fell to silence.
Brothers who have been selling for so many years are not soft at all.
Seeing that they were not Zhuang Yan's opponents, the bosses of these people took out their phones and called a group of people. Soon after, these people arrived on the battlefield, holding iron rods and hammers in their hands, and swarmed up.
Zhuang Yan's fists were invincible with four hands. The sticks came from all directions. His back was heavily hit by a hammer. A burst of pain struck him and rushed towards the heavenly cover. The spine seemed to break in an instant. Zhuang Yan bored He snorted and spit out blood, and the bright red disappeared quickly along the water.
More and more clubs are hitting Zhuang Yan, all his life has been blocked, he is already a fish at the bottom of the kettle.
Even in this case, Zhuang Yan still managed to escape from here, but there were too many people in the other party. Even if they didn't have those weapons in their hands and only cast a wall of people, he could not easily escape.
Zhuang Yan was hit hard, and the organs in his chest seemed to be displaced. He was a bird with folded wings, and he could never fly out of the death cage.
Finally, Zhuang Yan fell down, his limbs were stepped on his feet, blood oozed out of his clothes, and the white shirt was dyed bright red. The rain had already poured him through, and his gray eyes looked at the sky and blinked. Two times, it gradually lost its luster.
He was lifted from the ground, his mouth cracked, his clothes ragged on his body, his exposed skin was covered with bruises and bruises, and he was extremely embarrassed.
The leading elder brother punched Zhuang Yan's chin and heard Zhuang Yan's faint mumble, he still felt not relieved enough, but when he thought about it, the man would sink in the sea to feed the fish, or withdrew his hand. Say to all the younger brothers: "Tie him up and see where he can go this time!"
The little brothers bundled Zhuang Yan into a ball with seven hands and feet, and carried them into the gray van. Zhao Wei also followed them in the van.
There is a mountain in the west of this small village that has been demolished. Behind the mountain is a vast ocean. In order to prevent other incidents from recurring, they plan to deal with Zhuang Yan directly on this sea.
The rain was like a rainstorm. Tens of thousands of silk threads jumped into the sea. The turbid sea water was surging with huge waves and foaming. In the dim sky and earth, the deep roaring sound of the ocean echoed the thunder. .
The small boat was swaying across the sea, and some people took out sacks and stones from under the cabin to prepare to sink Zhuang Yan into the sea.
"Wait a minute, you have to make a small video and send it to the employer later." The leading brother took out his phone and pointed at Zhuang Yan. After focusing, he said with a smile, "Okay, you can install Into the sack. "
The little brothers quickly put this big living person in, and Zhuang Yan now has no strength to struggle. Even if he didn't die in the sea today, he will probably be severely disabled.
When the sack was about to be sealed, the tape on Zhuang Yan's mouth was torn off by someone. The elder brother raised his mobile phone and asked him: "Is there anything you want to say before you die?"
Zhuang Yan opened his eyelids and glanced at the eldest brother. He didn't speak. The biggest mistake he made was that he didn't understand people well. Now it's useless to say anything.
"Since you have nothing to say, then seal it."
A huge wave called, the hull was swaying, and everyone exclaimed, and Zhuang Yan's sight left only endless darkness.
In the dark, he seemed to hear Zhao Wei with a flattering voice: "Brother Jian, when will my money arrive?"
"Angkor will give it to you, wait," Jian Ge laughed, "I made two money this time, worth it! When I get off the boat, I will take my brothers to eat."
Zhuang Yan realized another meaning in this remark. It turned out that there were two groups of people who wanted him to die. One group was the enemy of the Wen family, and who was the other group?
I knew that when the brother Jian just asked himself what he had to say, he should ask, but now he has no chance.
"Okay, now it's far away from the shore. In this ghostly weather, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. We are not safe at sea. Throw it down."
He probably really died here today. Fortunately, he had thought about this possibility before, and had arranged the aftermath, even if he was gone, he could be taken care of by grandpa.
"I'm sorry brother," Brother Jian kicked Zhuang Yan's back across the sack. "Someone just wants you to die, and we can't help it."
"Boss, what should I do next?"
Brother Jian took a picture on the younger brother's head: "Do you still use me to teach you? The waste, tied the stone directly and threw it into the sea."
The two younger brothers quickly followed Brother Jian's instructions, the stone and lifted the sack, counted one, two, three, and then worked together to throw the sack out.
With a thump, the sack fell into the water and was soon swallowed by the waves, disappearing.
The bright lightning struck the long night, the thunder thundered like the roar of the sea god, and all the sins would sleep on the bottom of the sea.
Brother Jian put away his mobile phone and sent the video to the two employers. His task has been completed.
...
With a loud noise in his ears, the cold, salty seawater all poured in at once, from his ears, nose, and mouth into his throat and into his internal organs.
He was going to die, Zhuang Yan was very clearly aware of this.
In the past, all the running lights flashed in his mind.
Mrs. Wen knelt in front of him, crying and begging him to be the survivor of her son;
Mr. Wen sat at the back of the office and told him indifferently that he had found a suitable medicine source. As long as he agreed to make this bait, they could immediately send the medicine to Mr. Zhuang;
Lying in the hospital, the old old grandpa Zhuang took his hand and told him to come back early to take good care of himself;
Also, that night, in that magnificent manor, carrying an endless wind and snow, came to the banquet Mr. Qin;
Also, there is ...
It was a long time ago, he was standing on the boxing ring, purple and blue lights were interlaced and swept across his face, under the stage was a loud cheer, those flashes gathered into a sea of ​​stars, and countless flowers were thrown To the stage, countless people shouted his name loudly, and he raised the gold belt in his hand.
These are gradually away from him.
...
Zhuang Yan knew he was going to die, he had no strength at all, and let the salty water completely swallow him completely. In this huge sea area, his bones would not be discovered until many years passed.
Or maybe he is about to become a meal for those living in the sea, and nothing will stay.
His body was sinking, seemingly endless. His eyes were dark, all in his nose, throat, stomach, and lungs.
He has no way to breathe, no way to move, let the current carry him to a certain place, and there will be his grave.
The process of death is painful and long, and those unfolding scrolls about the past are covered with a layer of gray, which can no longer be seen as real.
Slowly, he began to lose his remaining consciousness.
Indistinctly, he felt that the sack on his body seemed to be cut by some sharp weapon.
Before he could stretch his limbs, his body was caught, and then his lips were covered with the same cold and soft objects.
Zhuang Yan opened his mouth subconsciously.
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A pre-received article in the column "He does n’t even recognize his children after amnesia"