"No, no, none of us will die. We have Black Edge Alley in District 3. There is a big hero in the alley, and there are many, many little heroes."

He is the oldest of the group of children, and his arms are not even more than one meter wide, but he only hugs a few unrelated younger brothers and sisters beside him.

Another child curled up, clutching his stomach with both hands, and asked as if murmuring in his sleep: "What is Black Front Alley."

The oldest child swallowed and said, "It's the place where we can go to get steamed buns every three days."

The little girl's stomach growled, and she said aggrievedly: "Why can't they have hair every day?"

The oldest boy was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

At this time, a man wearing a bamboo hat came in, squatted beside the children, and stroked their heads apologetically.

Because I don’t have that much money, I don’t have that much food…

The man couldn't say the words in his heart. When several children looked at him, he said: "I won't do it anymore."

"Uncle, are you taking us away?" the innocent little girl asked an innocent question.

The oldest boy subconsciously covered the girl's mouth. He had seen too much warmth and coldness, and he was already deeply wary of kindness without origin.

"Relax, I'm here to take you away. My name is Blueprint."

Behind him, two men wearing bamboo hats brought several paper bags and bottles of water.

Blueprint said: "Eat, but don't eat too fast, you have to go on your way later."

The children swallowed their saliva one after another, but did not grab the food immediately. Their eyes were focused on the older boy.

The boy looked at the blueprint, "Have I seen you before? You were wearing a hat at that time..."

Lantu was stunned and turned slightly sideways. The boy immediately saw some people standing behind him, wearing bamboo hats on their heads, "Are they these bamboo hats?"

"Yes, yes." The boy no longer hesitated and took the paper bag and water. He divided the steamed buns and bread inside, leaving only half a piece for himself. He took a bite and said while chewing: "We

Come with you."

Lantu grinned, wanting to smile but unable to do so. City 36 was remote but not barren, and there were so many similar children in the city.

The boy asked: "Uncle, are you all from Black Front Lane?"

Lantu shook his head, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle for the boy, and said, "They... are a unit on the same level as us."

The boy's eyes were confused, and the other children shrank towards the boy.

"We patrol the night until dawn, so we all have a unified name - night watchman." Blueprint sighed leisurely.

The little girl ate with a mouth full of oil, but she did not forget to leave half of the bun for the oldest boy. She nervously wiped the rag strips on her legs with her hands, and timidly said: "I don't understand very well."

The lines on Lantu's face were several times softer, "Today is the darkest night before dawn. Everything will be fine after it passes."

City No. 36 is already in chaos, and the evacuation operation cannot be delayed for a moment.

The night watchmen hiding in the dark separated into many teams, and the men led by Blueprint were only one of them.

There are more strong people in Black Front Alley and they can deal with more difficult problems.

However, there are some things that can only be handled by their night watchmen. After today, some things should come to the surface.

Ideals can never just stay in the ideal stage!

The Black Front Alley is in the light, the night watchers are in the dark, and there are more people with lofty ideals hiding in the dark, all waiting for a suitable opportunity.

Walking in darkness, serving the light, they have waited too long.
Chapter completed!