Little hero

Joe was like a bird of fright.

In a dark place, a child's imagination will become extremely rich, but an extremely rich imagination is sometimes not a good thing, it is a breeding ground for fear.

It has been a long time since Ge An and Qiao entered the underground of this building.Joe is not a master of "survival in the wild", and he is not good at things like budgeting time. He doesn't know how long they will stay in this kind of place. He just feels his heart tightening, and he always feels that there is something behind him Something is about to appear.

But Ge An didn't care, Joe didn't know how many times he had been in and out of this kind of place, and he admired him so much, but he still scolded him secretly—why he kept silent and said something frightening whenever he spoke ?

"Joe," Ge'an told him a few ghost stories, probably amused, and continued, "You are really too timid."

"Bullshit! Who would have the guts to be threatened like this?" Jo felt he was sick, and cursed behind him, "Tell me one more word, and I'll tell Lan, your Master Edgar, I'll scare him too, I'll let him talk about you!"

"Really?" Ge'an laughed, "He doesn't talk about me."

"Bah! He said you! He doesn't like you anyway! If I were Lan, I would never like you! Who has a sick mind and would treat someone like you well?!"

"Joe," Gyan interrupted suddenly without looking at him, "behind you."

His tone was neither warm nor ups and downs, like a ruthless puppet talking, Joe could hear goosebumps all over his body, and he shivered.

"What?" Joe swallowed his saliva and looked back, but it was pitch black behind him, and there was nothing to be afraid of, but in this kind of pretentious place, coupled with Ge Qiang's tone, even if there is nothing, he can imagine Something happened, Joe let out a "wow".

"Please keep your voice down." Ge'an walked forward without turning his head. His eyesight and hearing are very good. He has undergone strict training. , is its own tough quality, no weapon can be more threatening than the body of a serious killer.

"You will only attract others like this. You also know where this is. It is always dark and no one passes by. If you shout like this, who knows what will appear."

It was rare for Ge'an to speak so vaguely, and Joe didn't know what he would attract. He just felt that he was really unlucky, how could he be targeted by such a person.

But in fact, Ge'an had his own considerations for taking him.

"What can there be!!" Joe emboldened himself, "You're talking nonsense again! There are no ghosts in the world!"

"There are no ghosts, ghosts are in people's hearts." Ge'an said.

When he mentioned this, Joe felt even more afraid.

"I have a question," Ge'an quickly changed the subject, "You have been under Mr.'s hand for so long, and you haven't learned any martial arts? I remember that Mr. has a way of training people, which can make you become" As strong as a wall of iron."

"..." Joe was speechless, "Sir is my savior, why are you so funny, he is saving me, and he is not doing any weird things. It's too weird for you to ask such a thing, you Scheming fellow!"

Ge An smiled and said, "Really?"

Joe felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.He just thinks Ge'an has something to plot, he hides too deep, and his skills are good, he doesn't look like a person who will be trapped by anything, he is a hunter, lurking in the dark, he looks submissive, gentle, and a little 20 years old The mischievousness of a young man in his early years, but in fact he is wearing a mask.

Beneath the mask is something dark and unspeakable.

But even if Joe thinks so, he can't ask, he is alone now, how can he not trust the only person who is side by side with him?Although this person has countless secrets.

Joe thought about it, and finally felt that his fear and emotion were unnecessary. After all, no matter how suspicious he was, he would eventually return to the reality of "depending on Ge'an".He decided to talk, and the intention of speaking was not to make a good relationship with Gean, but at least it could make him less "vicious", because he always said scary things to Joe.

"Gan, I want to ask you something," Joe said after Gean answered, "I remember, I haven't told you about Mr.

Ge'an's figure was as usual in the dark, he was not moved by Joe's words, but the reality was like this, he said: "Yes."

"Then how did you know about Mr.?"

Joe actually thought about it for several days. He was sure that he hadn’t told Ge’an about the content of Mr. He was talking more about his own affairs or his own thoughts. Mr. only appeared in the form of an appellation. Yes, it just means that there is such a person.

Thinking about it this way, the more Joe thought about it, the more wrong he felt.

I mentioned Mr. Ge’an to myself. After Edgar left, Ge’an asked Joe to take a trip to the southern city with him at Joe’s residence, but until this time, Joe didn’t remember their conversation that day. What Ge’an said was— — "Then, you should not be the only trader, but there seems to be a woman, an old man in a wheelchair?"

What did Joe himself answer?

He thought Ge'an heard it from Edgar, so he nodded and said, if Ge'an has any actions against Mr., it's best to tell himself.

Joe took it for granted that Ge'an was an insider, but before that, the intersection between Joe and Ge'an was zero, and Ge'an didn't know Joe, so how could he deduce who Mr. is from the sentence "Sir", and Joe didn't think Edgar knew who Mr. was, and Joe himself didn't know, so it was impossible to mention it, let alone Edgar, who just saw an old man in a wheelchair.

Mr. is sitting in a wheelchair. Who would think that an old man with limited mobility would have his own fighting skills?

Very strange, isn't it?

He asked this question that was increasingly bothering Joe: "How do you know so much about Mister?"

Qiao knew that this sentence was a critical point. If he asked well, he would be able to trust Ge'an no matter whether he knew the truth or not. But if he asked badly, Ge'an might kill him.

Joe didn't want to risk his life, but his husband's life and his safety were more important than himself.

Ge'an heard the words and glanced at Joe.

In this dark, unlit place, the only source of light trembled in Joe's hand, reflecting the shadows of two people.The shadow was cast in the narrow passage, like a quiet beast with hidden minions, waiting to bite someone's neck off the moment the vigilance was let down.

Joe felt that the atmosphere was tense, and the cold sweat ran down the back of his neck, and he was itchy, but he dared not move.

"That's a good question." After a long time, Gean smiled, went back to his own business, and walked forward, as if Joe asked what he ate yesterday, "I thought you couldn't find it. See And not a brainless fool."

"……you……"

"Oh, by the way," Joe seemed to be about to say something, but Ge'an didn't give him the time or opportunity to speak, "I forgot to say, behind you."

Joe was stunned. He didn't expect that he would scare himself at this time. He was about to curse when he suddenly heard a cold voice behind him——

"January is gone, Pigeon."