"Senior Brother Zhang Jing!"
Tong Yao watched the storage bag slowly float before her, and the image of a green youth couldn't help but emerge in her heart.
Her eyes were filled with the colors of memories.
The scene of Senior Brother Yangchu bringing him to report to their Luodu squad was still vivid in her mind, as if it happened yesterday.
As well as the times when they were carrying out tasks together...
The Heishan City full of human puppets, and the Pig Demon...
Those were good times.
Junior Brother Zhang Jing was still a calm and composed teenager back then.
Xia Yuan and Zhou Zhi were still alive, and Senior Brother Ding had not lost his arm. He was still full of confidence and vigor.
Even during dangerous assignments, everyone would still joke and make noise together, just like a family.
Unfortunately... nothing can be turned back now.
Tong Yao's eyes were a little wet.
She couldn't help but recall the moment yesterday when they all welcomed Zhang Jing together.
