The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

The moonlight is dim and the stars are hidden, as if even the heaven and earth are holding their breath, and an unknown conspiracy is quietly unfolding.

In this silent night, Zhao Shao's figure quietly appeared in a gloomy corner.

He held a dagger tightly in his hand. The dagger shone coldly in the moonlight, like a poisonous snake that would bite anyone. With just a slight swing, it could take a person's life.

At this moment, Zhao Shao's eyes were fixed on the front, which was his target.

He slowly drew out the dagger, every movement seemed so precise and deadly.

His heartbeat and breathing were almost inaudible, and his entire body seemed to have melted into the night, becoming one with the surrounding darkness.

He waited quietly until the opponent appeared in his sight, and then launched an attack with lightning speed.

The scout's voice was very soft, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

However, in the face of Zhao Shao's absolute strength, before he could make any sound, Zhao Shao broke his neck with thundering force.

Zhao Shao's speed, ruthlessness and accuracy were shocking.

In just a moment, the little brother died and fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Ma Qi, who was waiting on the side, couldn't help but feel a little doubtful when he saw that his younger brother had not returned yet.

Perhaps due to psychological reasons, or perhaps because he did not believe in ghosts, Ma Qi decided to find out the truth himself.

He was well aware of the insecurity creeping in his mind, so he gave the order once again:

"The two Liu brothers over there, go to the front and see what's going on."

Ma Qi's words revealed a kind of majesty that could not be refused, and seemed to foreshadow the serious consequences of betrayal:

"If you run away, you won't have to hang out with me anymore. Besides, you all know the consequences of betrayal!"

In response to Ma Qi's order, the Liu brothers looked at each other and signaled the other to go first.

The elder brother looked at his younger brother with dissatisfaction and said:

"I said I'd take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and if there's any danger, I'll lead the charge."

"Since you don't want to take the lead, then just follow me closely. If there's any danger, we can look out for each other."

His brother responded, "I know," and then slowly followed.

Although they still had doubts and fears in their hearts, the Liu brothers decided to go to the street corner together to check the situation.

The two walked along the dark street, the light of the torches flickering in the darkness, adding a bit of warmth and courage to the night.

However, as they got deeper into the street corner, the surroundings became darker and more mysterious.

Liu Di was a timid young man. He clutched the weak torch tightly in his hand, his eyes flickering with hesitation and fear. He looked down at the shadow cast by the firelight at his feet, and his heart grew increasingly uneasy.

"Brother, why don't we just take a look and go back?"

His voice was trembling and helpless.

Brother Liu, an old thug who had been with Ma Qi for five years, turned around after hearing this and looked directly at Brother Liu and said:

"Brother, do you think that if we go back like this, Ma Qi will forgive us?"

Brother Liu's words were firm and powerful. He knew Ma Qi's character very well. If the mission was not completed, he would only be punished if he returned.

Liu Di had been with Ma Qi for a year and knew his character, but he was still filled with fear:

“But brother, what if that black shadow is a ghost?

Aren’t we dying in vain?”

After hearing this, Brother Liu frowned. He knew very well that there were no ghosts in the world.

"Don't scare yourself. There are no such things as ghosts in this world."

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew and blew out the torch.

The surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness, and only the faint sounds of some animals could be heard in the distance.

Liu Di was so frightened by this sudden change that he turned and ran away, shouting:

"Ghost! Ghost!"

His heart was beating like thunder, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Liu Di ran in panic, and when he reached a corner, he met Zhao Shao who was preparing to take action again.

When Zhao Shao saw Liu Di's panic-stricken look, he had the urge to kill him.

He quickly rushed forward and covered Liu Di's mouth.

Liu Di struggled hard, but his strength was no match for Zhao Shao's.

After a few rounds, Liu Di lost the ability to resist.

Finally he stopped struggling, gradually lost consciousness and died.

At the same time, Zhao Shao also felt that Liu Di's body was stiff and he stopped struggling, so he slowly let go of his hand.

When he saw Brother Liu lying motionless on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt and fear in his heart, but he quickly regained his composure and stood there pretending to be calm, thinking about his next move.

At this time, Brother Liu had relit the torch and followed the sound to find his brother. When he reached the corner of the street, the corner had returned to silence. Only the occasional breeze and sounds from afar broke the silent atmosphere.

He looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but wonder:

"Do ghosts really exist?"

His voice was trembling and uncertain, after all, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Seeing the empty road, Brother Liu understood about 80% of the situation and knew that he might not have a good ending tonight. So he sighed, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, don't scare yourself."

Then, he continued to walk deeper into the corner, which only made him more alert...

At this time, Zhao Shao naturally heard the man in front of him talking about ghosts. His brain began to turn like a gear again:

"Since you've said that, it would be a shame if I didn't become a ghost."

He looked at Liu Di lying on the ground with his eyes rolled back, and a mischievous thought came to his mind. Then he slowly approached him...

Brother Liu approached the deep and dark street corner step by step, taking each step carefully, as if he was stepping into an unknown minefield.

The streets at night are like the mouth of a sleeping beast, dark and deep, making people feel scared.

An inexplicable tension and uneasiness spread in my heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

He had to remind himself again to be cautious, but an accident happened in an instant.

Brother Liu tripped over something and fell heavily to the ground. The torch in his hand went out and the world around him fell into chaos.

He was so angry that he cursed: "Who is so wicked as to leave such a rubbish on the road?"

Although he was filled with anger, Brother Liu decided to relight the torch in order to see clearly this sudden "obstacle".

He groped his way forward and finally rekindled the torch.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly that the corpse, casually covered by clothes, was lying quietly by the wall, and it was the legs of this corpse that tripped him.

Brother Liu stared at the corpse angrily, thinking it was a homeless person, and could not help cursing:

"It's late at night, and you choose to sleep in this desolate street corner instead of staying in a leaky house. How can you, a homeless person?"

He raised his foot and kicked the corpse twice, but unexpectedly kicked off the cloth covering the corpse's face, revealing a pair of white eyeballs.

This sudden situation frightened Brother Liu and he stayed away from the strange corpse.

However, the anger that Brother Liu felt for being tripped up did not dissipate.

On the contrary, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he decided to go back to the corpse to continue venting his anger.

This time, he held the torch and knife tightly in his hands, and was mentally prepared to deal with anything at any time.

When he approached the corpse again, the light of the torch illuminated the face of the corpse - the familiar face made Brother Liu stunned for a moment!

"Brother, how could you die so miserably?"

Brother Liu's eyes immediately became wet with tears and he cried bitterly.

Although his heart was filled with sadness and pain, he immediately became alert and noticed that something was wrong.

His hand tightly gripped the handle of the knife hidden behind his buttocks in case of emergency.

Just as Zhao Shao was about to finish him off by twisting his neck, the system notification sounded:

"Host, don't turn your head away. Please draw your sword and strike down immediately!"

Zhao Shao followed the system's instructions without hesitation and drew his knife, preparing to chop down.

Brother Liu originally thought that the other party would fight in close combat, so he used the knife in his hand to stab the other person's neck with a fatal blow. He had practiced this move for a long time. Otherwise, if he had been with Ma Qi, he would have been ambushed from behind and killed many times.

However, because Brother Liu turned too far, Zhao Shao was able to twist his body and avoid the opportunity for close combat.

But what Brother Liu didn't expect was that during the process of turning around, due to the large amplitude of the movement, the attack originally aimed at Zhao Shao's neck did not materialize, but instead exposed his head to the opponent's knife tip.

Instantly, blood gushed out like a waterfall, staining the night street red...

Despite being on the verge of death, Brother Liu still struggled to raise questions:

"Why did you suddenly use a knife when you were about to kill me by twisting my neck?"

Zhao Shao, panting heavily, replied with lingering fear:

"You'll know when you go to hell."

Then he closed his eyes forever...