Huang Jie was not a nonsense, so he immediately dragged the man away, leaving behind a crowd of people with horror on the ground.

After Huang Jie's figure disappeared into the darkness, a ball of fire that soared into the sky roared up again. Some people were trembling and some people cried. "Dada" footsteps sounded, and Huang Jie walked back and said he was done.

"OK, the third round, start!" The monkey threw the balloon to someone.

Huang Jie sang again: "After cutting a period of time, it flows slowly, and it ripples slightly in the moonlight. Play a song with a faint fragrance of the lotus, and the beautiful piano sound falls beside me."

I have to say that Huang Jie's singing is quite nice, but we usually listen to too much, so we don't like to listen. I thought that from tomorrow, I might never hear Huang Jie's singing again, so I listened more attentively and wanted to imprint every note in my mind forever.

What was inconsistent with this beautiful song was that the big guys who were passing the balloons were all nervous. The ball was immediately passed in their hands, not daring to delay for a moment, as if it was not a balloon, but a landmine.

In fact, this is more terrifying than a landmine, because it is deadly.

Huang Jie sang this time for a long time, and he almost finished the whole song before stopping. A big brother who happened to receive the ball cried out "Wow". But the monkey didn't believe in tears and dragged the man out and threw it under my feet.

Without saying a word, I unconscious with my hand knife and walked into the darkness.

A ball of fire that soared into the sky roared again.

When I came back, the game of passing flowers continued, and only three people were left. The three people looked pale and under great pressure. One of them was so scared that they all urinated. But the monkey didn't believe in urine and continued to shout ruthlessly to start.

Huang Jie started singing free flying, but I accompanied him as well. Then he started singing: "Who is singing, the wind is drying the loneliness." This time, Huang Jie almost sang the whole song again, and the monkey and I listened quietly.

The three of us seemed to be tacitly trying to delay this night longer.

Tomorrow, we will be separated.

Is it better to pass this night slower? Why does the minute hand on the watch turn so fast?

We feel fast, but some people feel slow. The last three campus brothers who are nervously circulating the balloons. Every second of the past has been like a year for them. When Huang Jie finished a song, the one who held the balloons in the end couldn't help crying.

"Let me go, let me go" shrill shouts resounded throughout the building.

The monkey was dragged out, Huang Jie was dragged away, and the flames soared into the sky.

Only two people remain.

"Look at who can survive?" The monkey looked at the two of them with a smile and threw the balloon over again.

Huang Jie started singing again. This time, he did not sing the song of Phoenix Legend, but sang Zhang Zhenyue's goodbye. We all know that his song has some meaning, which means that we will be separated.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance, so I say goodbye to you, because maybe I won't see you again. I'm leaving tomorrow. If you want to separate from you, I will cry."

The song echoed in the darkness, and the monkey and I were silent.

This is the second time Huang Jie sang this song.

I closed my eyes, as if I was back to the snowy night three years ago. When the monkey was about to leave, Huang Jie sang this song. At that time, our first few friends were there, Wang Yao, Zheng Wu, and Liu Yina, we quietly listened to Huang Jie's goodbye, and then the monkey got into the car that came to pick him up and disappeared on the snowy night.

Fortunately, the monkey came back soon after.

And now, only Monkey and Huang Jie are standing beside Huang Jie. Does Huang Jie still have a chance to come back?

"I can't promise you, will I come back again, go on without looking back?" After singing this, Huang Jie finally stopped. The lingering sound was lingering, and it seemed that it had not dissipated. This song probably also represents Huang Jie's mood.

The balloon was parked in the hands of a certain elder brother.

The monkey looked at him and sighed: "Sorry, goodbye." As he said that, he reached out. At this moment, the elder brother suddenly jumped up and kicked the monkey hard in the chest. It turned out that he had quietly untied the rope by himself without realizing it.

Of course everyone has the instinct to survive.

Unfortunately, the monkey didn't give him this opportunity. The monkey also kicked, and the elder brother's body hit the load-bearing pillar, spitting out blood with a "wow". He knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Please let me go."

The monkey doesn't believe in kowtowing.

Cut out, drag it away, and the fire surged into the sky.

Only the last brother was left, and he was finally lucky to survive. He stammered: "I will get out immediately, I will not tell you what happened tonight."

"Haha, I don't believe it."

The monkey said this lightly, then took out a grenade, pulled the lead and threw it over.

The three of us immediately turned around and left.

"No!!!!!!"

The man's shrill scream came from behind him, and then he heard a "boom" sound, and nothing was left.

The three of us kept walking, leaving the dark building.

Of course these elder brothers were not dead, so we wouldn't have been so crazy that we really burned to death or bombed them. Although they injured Zheng Wu, they would not have been guilty of death. This is different from Xiao Hei and Qian Feng's kidnapping Zhou Xiaoxi. Please help Ba.

Those firelights that soared into the sky were actually several piles of cotton wool arranged in advance by the monkey? That grenade was also transformed by the monkey with a second kick. Its power can make people faint without death. When they wake up, they find that they have survived the disaster and are in a false alarm. They should cherish their future lives even more.

After such a catastrophe, we never believe that they dare to target Zheng Wu? Maybe there are really brave ones, at most one or two, Zheng Wu is enough to deal with it.

After leaving the building and getting into the van, the monkey asked what time it was, and I said it was three in the morning. Then I continued, "Is there any place to have a midnight snack?"

The monkey laughed: "Just kidding, I have a place to eat for twenty-four hours in Dalong City."

When the car drove into the city, Longcheng was still brightly lit everywhere, and there were indeed places for eating everywhere. However, the monkey did not go to the big shops, but drove the car into a narrow, dark alley. Most of the alleys were pitch black. The shops had already closed, but they saw a little light in front of them.

The car got closer and closer, and the light became closer. It turned out to be a small stall with only a tent, a stove, and a table and chair. Next to the stove was an old man who looked dirty. The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and the old seemed to be almost buried.

He sat there, drowsy.

In this dark alley, there was no one in it, so he didn't even close the stall? And the monkey was very strange and could find this place.

The car stopped, and we got out of the car. The old man opened his eyes and looked at us.

There was a sign next to the old man, with the letter: mutton soup, one hundred yuan.

I was surprised: "What kind of mutton soup costs 100 yuan?"

Huang Jie also scolded: "Damn, monkey, do you bring me to such a place, and you want to kill me to death?"

The monkey didn't say anything, but said to the old man: "Three bowls of mutton soup and ten cakes."

The old man slowly got up and started to handle it.

"Forget it, you kill me this time, see if I won't kill you to death next time!" Huang Jie cursed.

"Haha, I'll wait."

But, is there another time?

The three of us sat down. Although there was a small red cloth tent above our heads, it still could not cover the stars in the sky, and the bright full moon hanging in the air.

There were only three of us guests, but the mutton soup was very slow. It had not been available for more than half an hour. Huang Jie and I complained again, saying that it was too slow. The monkey smiled and did not answer. Finally, the old man brought up three bowls of mutton soup in turn, and ten hot cakes were lined up.

"Come on, try the best mutton soup in the entire Longcheng." The monkey said with a smile.

"The No. 1 in Longcheng?!" I was a little surprised. Looking at this dilapidated store and the old man who was about to die, I really couldn't imagine that this would be the No. olive soup in Longcheng.

But the old man smiled slightly and continued to sit next to the stove and take a nap.

The monkey took the first sip of mutton soup. After only one sip, his tears came out: "Let you know that there is a kind of delicacy in this world that is so delicious that it can make people cry!"

Huang Jie and I scolded him, saying, Have you ever seen the world? I even drank mutton soup and burst into tears. We also took a sip, and we also burst into tears. There is such a delicious mutton soup in this world!

My mother asked me why I was drinking lamb soup on my knees.

This taste is completely indescribable. I just feel that it is different from all the mutton soup in this world. It is it, it is different.

"How is it, isn't it?" the monkey giggled.

Huang Jie and I nodded repeatedly, then scolded the monkey, saying that there is such a good place, why didn’t we bring us here earlier? The monkey said it was good, but it was too expensive. Without guaranteeing that someone would treat you, I really dare not bring you here!

This mutton soup is so delicious that we dare not drink it in big sips, but only dare to sip it in small sips, for fear that the delicacy will never be left after drinking it.

"Hey, Lao Yang, how many years do you have to live?" the monkey asked suddenly.

The old man replied lazily: "At least two or three years."

"Fuck, you don't even have a last resort. Wouldn't this mutton soup be lost after you die? Why not pass it on to me and let me help you carry it forward?"

Old Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "Young Master of the Sun family, you have been begging me for this for a whole ten years. Today I want to tell you again, no, I want to bring this mutton soup to the grave."

"Why?"

"Because people are not worthy of drinking my mutton soup." After saying this, the old man closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!