Five o'clock in the afternoon.

On the plane, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly when he remembered Xu Yiyi's crying soundly before leaving.

He lowered his head and looked at the wooden box in his hand. Zhao Xiaohan opened it gently. When he entered his eyes, a white piece of paper was caught in his eyes. Just as Zhao Xiaohan was puzzled and opened it, a portrait suddenly appeared on the paper. A young man had a smile on his lips and a cigarette in his hand. His back seemed a little lonely.

However, when he saw this portrait, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Isn't the man in the portrait him?

Next to it, there was a line of beautiful small characters in the blank space, which read "Brother Xiaohan, I promised that you have to wait for me!"

Looking at the portrait and the line of beautiful small characters next to it, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly and put the portrait back into the box. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have been provoking another girl he shouldn't have provoked.

One hour later.

The plane landed at Yanjing Airport. Outside the airport, when Zhao Xiaohan walked out of the VIP channel, at the door, Aniu, Agou, Kunzi, and Huo Qingdong were already waiting. This time, there was no one around them, only four of them, standing there quietly.

When Zhao Xiaohan walked up to him, several people shouted "Brother Han."

Seeing them, Zhao Xiaohan waved his hand and gently spit out a few words: "Go, go home."

"Yeah, go home!"

Several people nodded, then got into the car one by one, and left.

In the car, Zhao Xiaohan lit a cigarette, took a sip, glanced at A Niu who was sitting in the passenger seat, and said softly: "Where is Zhao Zilong now?"

"Waiting for you in Yuzhuxuan!"

"Well, how many people are brought back?"

“Thirty-seven!”

"Thirty-seven..." Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes gently, took a sip of a cigarette, glanced at the car window, and saw so many people walking away, only thirty-seven people came back?

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of Yuzhuxuan.

However, before Zhao Xiaohan walked into Yuzhuxuan, he saw rows of men standing in the yard, one by one with his head held high, and a fierce evil spirit filled the entire yard. Only those who have truly experienced life and death can have that kind of evil spirit, and they cannot be pretended.

On the stone steps, Zhao Zilong stood there with a cold face, without saying a word. Behind his hands, he hadn't seen Zhao Zilong for nearly half a year. The evil aura on his body also seemed a little stronger. Of course, his skin became much darker, and the white horse Tanhua, who was back then, has now become a dark horse!

When Zhao Xiaohan was looking at Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong also happened to see Zhao Xiaohan. In an instant, the two people looked at each other. Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes gently and walked towards the stone steps. Behind him, Agou, Aniu and a few people followed one by one.

“Welcome back.”

When they walked to Zhao Zilong, Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly. After the words came, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and looked at the thirty-seven people standing in front of him. However, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. At that time, they all walked out of Yuzhuxuan one by one, but now, when they came back, there were only thirty-seven people left!

After a few seconds of silence, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes sterned and he spoke softly: "Welcome to you home! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Not hard work."

The people below spoke in unison.

Looking at the thirty-seven people standing below, Zhao Xiaohan took a deep breath and said again: "I know, in the past few months, what kind of pain you have endured and what kind of hardships you have experienced before you can come back alive. In my heart, you are my pride. From now on, you have a new name, Hidden Kill!"

Hidden Kill. When everyone heard these two words lingering in their ears, everyone's hearts suddenly boiled. After months of fighting and months of survival in the jungle, they finally matched the words Hidden Kill. All of this came too hard, but it was worth it!

"Everyone who survived has made great efforts, and even used his life as a price. I know very well, and I understand that, but every one of you who is alive must live well. From today on, each of you will not live just for yourself, for those comrades and brothers who have taken a step before you, for them, live well, and they will always live in the hearts of each of us!"

Silence. When Zhao Xiaohan said this sentence, everyone fell into silence. No one knew better than them. What happened and what kind of life and death they had experienced in those few months? No one knew better than them. When he saw his comrades die little by little in front of him, he felt deeply helpless!

But they survived, and they came back. They wanted to live well for the dead. From today on, they had a new name, Hidden Kill!

"The members of the Hidden Killing are not only thirty-seven of you, but also those who have left, they fight side by side with you!"

"Okay, you don't have to do anything today. Today, there is only one thing to do, that is, rest well and relax with all your energy, because after today, tomorrow you will live again between life and death. Your return is not an end, but a new beginning. From now on, the word "hidden killing" will become famous in Yanjing. I want everyone to know that your return is the real return of the king!"

When the king came back, when he heard these four words, the thirty-seven people could no longer help but roar. They had been suppressing for too long. Each of them was so close to death countless times, and they almost never came back.

"The King is back!"

"The King is back!"

"The King is back!"

Thirty-seven people shouted, their eyes became rosy and roared. Even though their voices were hoarse, they were still roaring. They wanted everyone to hear their voices, and they wanted everyone to know that their name was Yinsha!

On the steps, he lit a cigarette and took a sip. Looking at the thirty-seven people roaring from the audience, Zhao Xiaohan's heart suddenly burst into a boil. Yes, just like them, there were only four words in his heart, and he kept wandering.
Chapter completed!