After many years in Kaijiu group, you are still my friend.

Recommended bgm. "The Truth Is True"

It's not the end yet

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Sagara's life was muddled, no matter the alcohol or the pain from the wound, nothing could make his depression better.In the days without Zhiji, there was darkness around him.

Those few days of traveling together were probably the happiest days of his life.But... the boss just gave him a few days to say goodbye, and he knew it from the very beginning.

As long as he wants to look for it, there is nothing he can't find.

Who can stop the people he wants to get rid of.

Sagara sat at the gate, stamped out the cigarette butt, made a decision, turned and walked back.

After calculating the time, the boss is dealing with things outside, and there is no one in the bedroom.

He walked to the shelf full of red wine, and gently opened the drawer without the lock, because usually no one would dare to enter the boss's room without his permission.

He took out the gunpowder inside, put it in the inner pocket of his coat and hid it.

Just as Sagara was about to leave the room, the door was kicked open suddenly, and the boss rushed in covered in blood. He glanced at Sagara, ignored him, and walked straight to the wine rack in front of him.

Opening the drawer, he rummaged through it for a while, but couldn't find what he was looking for, then suddenly realized something, turned around and stared at Sagara.

The corners of his mouth were tense, he held the bleeding wound on his arm, and asked Sagara in a tentative tone, "You took it?"

Sagara touched his coat pocket subconsciously.

A large number of people armed with iron bars and knives broke into the room again, and they crossed Sagara and blocked the boss in a corner of the room.

Sagara stared at him without saying a word, ignoring everything, he even couldn't wait to see his naked body.

Just let him fend for himself.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the room, and a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.

However, it didn't take long for the sound of fighting in the room to disappear...

He was wondering that the group of people had suddenly chased him out just now, forcing Sagara to the garden on the roof. The boss came out from behind, wiped his glasses casually and smiled and shook his head at Sagara.

"You betrayed me?" He tilted his head and stared at Sagara.

Sagara quickly took out the gun from his pocket and pointed it at him.

"Yo?" He raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "What do you want? Kill me with my gun?"

"If you don't want to let us go, you might as well die."

Sagara couldn't help but tighten his grip on the gun, and pulled the trigger.

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Unfortunately, the boss had expected this a long time ago, and there were no bullets in the gun.He stepped forward, took advantage of the moment Sagara was distracted, stepped on his chest, grabbed his shoulder, pushed him down on the concrete floor, and stepped on his arm.

Sagara struggled, but the foot stepping on his arm became more and more forceful, and there was a sound of broken bones dislocated through the skin.

Suddenly there was a loud noise downstairs, and several younger brothers ran up, all covered in paint.

Sagara looked up and saw the figure that he was looking forward to but didn't want to see at the moment.He frowned, bit his lips and took a breath. "Fuck! Didn't I tell you not to look for me!"

"Get your feet off." Zhiji smoothed out the soldiers who had gathered along the road.He rushed straight towards the boss.

But this man is definitely not some ostentatious gangster. Of course, there is a reason why he has been the boss for so many years.Leaning his body to the left, he easily dodged Zhiji's flying fist.

The boss was extremely fast, dodging left and right around Zhisi, seized the opportunity, and slashed Zhisi's waist with some sharp weapon.

Zhisi felt a cool breeze blowing over his waist, and some blood seeped out from under his clothes.

He took a deep breath, and when the man rushed up for the second time, he grabbed his wrist and twisted to one side, the blade in his hand slipped down.

The person on the opposite side turned over and jumped into the distance. As if he had suddenly become interested, he took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, laughed and clapped almost crazily.

"I'm really touched! I wanted to solve you quietly, but you are so cute, why don't you stay in my prison together! I don't mind having another pet!"

Hearing the pet in the mouth, he thought of him hanging Sagara in the room like a plaything.Zhiji's anger boiled in his chest, and his teeth chattered.

The boss took out another gun out of nowhere, and just pointed it at Zhiji, but he didn't realize that he had come to him. He grabbed his arm with his left hand and twisted it half a circle, and hammered it neatly on his elbow with the other hand. Suddenly, the gun in his hand flew out.

He tightly clutched the cut wound on Zhiji's waist, and slammed into the wall.

Zhiji was pinned against the wall and couldn't move, and the red color on his clothes was getting more and more.

The boss laughed and punched him on the nose again.

Sagara got up from the ground, picked up the stick by the wall, and threw it hard at the back of the boss's head...

The person who was hit was dizzy for a while, he turned his head to look at Sagara in surprise, stepped back, leaned against the railing and sat down bit by bit with his face covered in blood.

Sagara dragged his body, raised the stick again with difficulty, aiming at his head...

"For me...go! Die!"

Before the stick fell, a "bang" was heard...

Frightened birds flitted across the sky.

After the empty echo, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

A boy in black hid in a corner, trembling while holding a diarrhoea.

"Who told you to shoot!!!" The boss lay on the ground and yelled, but he didn't have the strength to get up.

The stick in Sagara's hand fell to the ground.He looked down at the blood that was gradually spreading on his chest.A warmth surged up from his throat.

He turned to face Zhiji, his eyes gradually lost their light, and his body leaned back uncontrollably.Just fell off the railing...

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"no, do not want!"

Zhisi ignored those who wanted to attack him, pushed away from the crowd, and rushed to grab his hand, but he didn't have time.

"Sagara!!!"

Zhiji's mind went blank at this moment, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and there was only one thought in his mind, Sagara couldn't die!Never!

He just wants to save him now, and the boss grabs his leg from behind.Gritting his teeth and staring at him, he said, "Don't even think about it, you won't die together! What I can't get! None of you can get it!"

He was jealous of such feelings, and he couldn't see such sand appearing in his eyes.Facing something that cannot be conquered, his approach is to destroy, smash, even destroy the whole world, including himself.

Shizuo kicked him away.Although he wanted to kill him immediately, but at this moment he didn't want to waste time on him.

The boss reached into his pocket, took out a remote control with a red button and pressed it, with a satisfied smile on his face.

This is an old-fashioned building. Although this man with glasses is crazy, he is a cautious person in business. Just in case, he has installed a lot of devices that can detonate in the house, so that if he is found one day Well, when the police come to visit, they will find nothing.

Today, he uses these in the present...

Zhiji ran half way up the stairs and suddenly shook, and then heard a "boom--", a piece of debris flew past his face, and thick smoke swept in...

"Sagara..." He ran downstairs like crazy.

There was another roar, and huge stones flew in all directions.When it hit the ground, flames lit up the ground instantly.

The collapse has started here.

He yelled Sagara's name over and over again, and finally found Sagara lying in the corner full of flames and rubble.

When Sagara fell down, there was a cold drinks cart with a soft cover that came from nowhere underneath.He just landed on the roof of the shed, and then slowly slid down.

His body throbbed with pain.

Zhiji wanted to pull him up, but Sagara waved his hand weakly at him, and he whispered intermittently: "Idiot...you...you are still here...why..." Blood ran down his cheeks Inhale and exhale and rush out.

"Go, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Just as he was about to pick up Sagara, he was hit on the back by a piece of concrete falling from upstairs and fell to his knees.

Sagara swallowed the blood that was choked in his throat, and reached out to cover the back of Chiji's hand.

"Zhiji, let's go... Please..." He was crying, with reluctance in his eyes, but he didn't want the things he desperately guarded to disappear here.

Zhiji stared at Sagara's wound for a while, his eyes suddenly calmed down, he got up with a smile and walked to him, put his hands on the ground, and knelt on Sagara's body.Block the sundries flying from all around.

"You...you...what are you doing?"

Chiu put his hand on his face and wiped the blood away. "Idiot...you are always like this, you refuse to tell me anything...you know? Every time we meet, I wait for you to look back at me..."

Sagara froze for a moment, watching Zhiji's eyes suddenly flicker, his eyelashes trembled, and a tear rolled down the corner of his eye onto his collar.He raised his hand to cover his eyes, grabbed Zhiji's sleeve, and finally couldn't help crying like a child...

"Chiji...take me away...let's...let's go to a street further away..."

Now he can finally take off all his camouflage and armor, and vent his grievances, even if he sees him in a mess.

How much he wanted him to know that the person he liked first was him...

But Sagara didn't have the strength to say anything else.The blood gathered in the chest rolled and blocked his throat, making him dizzy from the fishy smell, and his breathing became more and more unsteady and rapid...

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