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Wrench had to consider the bigger picture, that's for sure.
If Liu Eleven found out about this, all five of us would be dead.
Moreover, this guy used to be a blood slave, drained so much he was nearly dead. This time, they even cut off both his ears, which sent him into shock.
Who would've known, he survived. Now he's waking up in pain.
Given this situation, we really didn't need to save him and risk our lives for it.
But I couldn't bring myself to bury him. Since there was a chance to let him go, why not try?
"Bro... No one's following us. Let him fend for himself. At least we won't feel guilty."
I looked desperately at Wrench, grabbed the iron shovel from his hand, and hardened my heart to let this man go.
"...What's going on?"
Chen Weiqiang had already buried the bodies and, seeing our deadlock, walked over and asked.
Wrench looked around cautiously and whispered, "This guy seems to have woken up. I want to let him go safely."
"What?"
Abu covered his mouth, reflexively turned to look at the mountain road we came from.
Seeing everything normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you crazy? This could get us all killed. Plus, we don't even know if he'll survive!"
Chen Weiqiang grabbed my arm, his heart pounding in fear.
"...," Bayi was bewildered, knowing he had no say, so he nervously paced around, keeping watch to prevent Eis' sudden inspection.
"I'm not crazy! I have antibiotics, fever reducers, and rations with me! As long as he doesn't get sick, he can definitely escape across the river!"
My eyes welled up, passionately arguing with them.
Then I took out the medicine and compressed biscuits from my pocket, throwing them all on the ground to prove I wasn't lying.
"...," They were dumbfounded, unable to understand how I had these things.
"Bro, do you remember Dinosaur Sister? When we escaped together, that bastard Hades stole your little bag from me.
Chunyan, also known as Dinosaur, she was running a high fever and crying for me to leave...
She was so good to me, and I let her escape with me, but in the end, I couldn't take her home, always a regret in my heart...
Because she died of illness, I've developed a habit of carrying a few packs of medicine with me.
Bro, please, let him go, okay?"
I crouched down, looking at him in pain, as if back in the jungle.
In front of me lay Chunyan, waiting for my lifesaving medicine, waiting for me to take her home...
"Hey ~"
The person in the snakeskin bag squirmed again, making a mosquito-like cry.
"Brother ~" I tearfully looked at Wrench, Strong, and Abu.
As long as one of them disagreed, this man would be buried alive.
"Ah!"
Abu sighed despondently, turned his back on us, and quickly walked toward the mountain road.
Directly throwing this problem to them.
Then, holding a gun, Bayi and I patrolled around.
Wrench asked seriously, "Have you thought about it?"
"Yeah!"
I nodded hard and looked at Strong, whose expression was complex.
Just like when he let me go back then.
"You, you're always so stubborn... Hurry up, I don't want this dying man to kill the five of us!"
Chen Weiqiang threw down the hoe, walked to the tree, and sat down, tremblingly lighting a cigarette.
He knew my personality too well.
I was overjoyed and immediately untied the rope, then dragged the man out of the pit.
"You, you..."
The man was only in his thirties, pale-faced, skinny, and looked fatally ill.
No wonder he had been ignored by Liu Eleven after going into shock from blood loss.
He looked at us in astonishment, seeming to have accepted death.
"Don't talk. Take the medicine and biscuits. Run southwest toward Yunnan, but avoid villages and don't seek help from local police..."
I picked up the medicine from the ground and handed it to him, then pulled him out of the pit, pointing to his bloodied "ears."
"...," He was still in shock, not understanding why we were doing this.
"Go! Don't look back!"
I pulled him up and pushed him into the jungle, his fate depending on whether he could escape back home.
He looked around in confusion, stunned for a full ten seconds before coming to his senses.
"You... You're letting me go?"
Before the man could finish, he knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.
"Go, stop talking!"
Maybe he couldn't hear, but he could surely feel our lingering kindness.
He was light, and I could throw him ten meters with one hand.
As a blood slave, he lived day to day, just eating, like a walking corpse.
If he returned home in time for treatment, he could survive.
"Thank you, thank you, benefactor!"
He was surprised and grateful, kowtowing three times to us.
Then, holding the medicine and compressed biscuits, he stood up, staggered, and ran into the forest...
The desire to survive and the belief in returning home can really unleash unlimited potential in a person.
Especially when facing death.
For a moment, until he disappeared completely in the southwest direction, we filled in the freshly dug pit.
I filled the bloodstained empty snakeskin bag with dirt and tied it up again.
Just to hide the truth and prevent anyone from checking.
On the way down the mountain, none of us spoke, each with a gloomy face, burdened with heavy thoughts.
If this were exposed, we would all die!
Death isn't scary; what's terrifying is inhuman torture, worse than death!
Conversely, if one of us were to betray us, they could survive...
This matter now weighs like a boulder on our chests.
Can't move it.
"Relax, don't let Old Fox see through us."
When we reached the Wuling car, Wrench whispered.
"Thanks, bro." I looked at him, feeling guilty.
Maybe a bit of a savior complex.
"Stop talking, get in the car!" Wrench hesitated, opened the driver's door.
After Bayi put the tools in the trunk, he sat in our car.
"Let's go, play with girls in the city."
Chen Weiqiang pretended to be excited and jumped into the passenger seat, shouting loudly.
"It's getting dark, let's go quickly." Abu glanced at me, started the engine, and reversed.
"Don't talk nonsense, go have fun in the city."
After Wrench reminded us, he opened the door and drove away from the buried mountain, heading towards Eis' side...
Half an hour later, we followed Eis' call and came to the urban area in a grand manner.
It was the same street where we came with Liu Eleven last time.
In fact, it belongs to Krung Bandung, not a city, not a town, just call it the Mewa Di district or the city.
More concentrated in yellow, gambling, and drugs.
Of course, for a good distinction, we can also call it a town.
After all, it's richer here, with all kinds of entertainment facilities and a lively atmosphere.
Compared to the birds don't shit in K.K. Park, this place is more like the bustling downtown of a city