After several hours of unconsciousness, Ma Lao Er finally woke up. After Qin Yu fed him some water, he said to Uncle Ma: "Stay for a while, I'll go out and arrange it."

"Okay." Lao Ma nodded.

Qin Yu closed the door and left, opened his mouth and shouted, "Old cat, Guan Qi, go to this room to study how to do it."

...

indoor.

Lao Ma sat next to the bed, licked the cigarette with his dry lips, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Ma Laoer looked at the ceiling blankly and asked in a hoarse voice: "How is Uncle Zi?"

"Nothing big is going on." Lao Ma responded lightly.

Ma Lao Er closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, I was wrong... Before doing things, Uncle Zi advised me... I didn't listen... In the end, Xiaoliu was gone, and the Russian didn't even snatch the body back... I... I deserve to die."

Lao Ma was smoking a cigarette, sitting in the dim light, drooping his head, looking at the ground, and said in a steady tone: "Second, our generation is three brothers... I am the youngest and the youngest. When I was about to enter the Ninth District, my family had nothing, so your father took my second brother to grab food and sell guns with people. In short, he would do whatever he could eat. At that time, I was young and couldn't bear it at all, so I just scrambled with them every day, saving two money while I was idle, and I could still find a girl."

Ma Lao Er listened quietly.

"In the fourth year when Songjiang officially released the right of residence, my second brother was seriously ill and had no savings at home... Your father was anxious and asked a few brothers to rob Fengbei of supplies to Songjiang. That night, your second uncle didn't sleep all night, but I didn't feel anything. He played the card with someone on Tuzha Street for a whole night." Lao Ma paused at this point, his eyes flushed: "The next morning, the person who ran back told me... Your father was shot dead and was shot more than 20 times. I was stunned at the time and didn't know what to do... But what's amazing is that your second uncle, who was seriously ill, had been lying in bed for more than two months, and miraculously survived."

"Didn't take medicine?"

"No, just resist it." Old Ma's turbid eyes were filled with tears, and his voice continued hoarsely: "Your second uncle has come back to life, gather your brothers around your father, and lead the team to continue working. At that time, I helped them deliver some goods and run away."

"Why didn't my second uncle?" Ma Lao Er turned his head and asked in a trembling tone: "You have never told me."

"I was scrambling for a store with someone on Tuzha Street. I was hacked and I was killed seven times." Lao Ma smoked and said with a frown: "When I went to the hospital, he told me... I didn't dare to die, I'm just waiting for you to come."

Ma Lao Er was speechless.

"I'm confused again." Lao Ma wiped his tears and lowered his head and said, "Your second uncle grabbed my hand, his eyes widened and told me that when our boss went to grab supplies, if he didn't die, he would definitely die of illness. But when the boss was gone, he was lying on the bed, and he thought about it in his mind... The pillars of this family left, and if he was gone, what should our family do... So he didn't dare to die."

Ma Laoer listened in a daze, without saying a word.

"Old second, do you know what the word "home" means?" Lao Ma slowly raised his head, his old cheeks facing his nephew, and said calmly: "Home is, you look at the small ones growing up, and you watch the old ones leave. It is a kind of inheritance, and it requires someone to succeed!"

"Uncle, stop talking, I know what you mean..."

"Second, you have to grow up quickly." Lao Ma said in a teasing tone: "I am at this age, and I will live one day less. And among the next generation of children in our Ma family, you are the biggest... If you can't bear the trouble, I can't even close my eyes if I leave."

"Uncle, I won't let you worry anymore." Ma Lao Er gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and responded.

Lao Ma stood up and snatched the cigarette butts, reached out and patted his shoulder, lowered his head and said, "I'm not afraid of breaking it, but after breaking it, you have to know that it hurts. Maozi, Xiao Liu and those little kids who are mixed with you every day are all small mud legs that no one cares about and no one asks... People call you brother, hold you, do things for you, so that you can use a gun to find Yongdong for face! What is this? This is a responsibility!"

"I understand, uncle!"

"Let's sleep for a while." Lao Ma patted his shoulder again, hunched over, turned around, and left the dimly lit room.

Ma Lao Er looked up at the empty room, but his eyes were full of old Ma's old back.

...

In the 800-mile unmanned land.

A young man wearing a fur coat, dirty and bearded, walked into a tent.

"Come?" A strong man sat next to the fire, cutting half-baked mutton with a knife, and asked softly: "Will you go there tomorrow?"

"No, I'm just telling you that I can't go there." The dirty young man sat down cross-legged, reached out to pick up the knife and cut the meat, and while eating, he said, "I have to take someone away first."

"Where are you playing?" The strong man frowned: "You are just halfway through the work, and you are about to give up! What should I do?"

"What should I do if I have anything? You can find someone to continue doing it." The dirty young man wiped the oil stains on his mouth: "The money is in place, who can't find it?"

"Fart! The work is so urgent, where can I find the right person?"

"Let me do this, I'll give you a contact information, call him and ask him to bring someone over." After thinking for a while, the young man said without a doubt: "But I have to leave!"

The strong man thought for a while: "Don't leave, I'll add money to you!"

"It's not a matter of money." The young man shook his head.

"Bang!"

The strong man then pulled out his pistol from his back, slapped it on the table and replied: "I can't believe outsiders, you must finish your work."

The young man was stunned, turned his head and spit out the mutton in his mouth, and suddenly said with a smile: "What a gun!"

The strong man took a sip of wine and did not look up.

The young man reached out and grabbed the other party's gun, pulled the muzzle to the left, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Kang Kangkangkang..."

Several gunshots erupted, and the strong man suddenly raised his head and asked with a gloomy face: "What do you mean?"

"This gun is not calibrated either!" The young man casually placed the gun on the table, bent down and said, "Play with the gun! You can't tie three of them together, don't scare me all the time, do you hear it!"

After the words came, two figures came into the outside.

The young man turned around and waved his hand, whispered to the strong man again, saying, "I have to leave for urgent matters! I will make up for your mistake next time. I don't want a penny for the final payment this time."

The strong man was stunned for a long time: "Do you have a grudge against money?"

"...Some people and some things are more important than money." The young man smiled, put his hands in his sleeve tube, and turned around and left.

...

One and a half later, the training base will be stationed.

Qin Yu pushed open the door of the room and said in a concise manner: "Be ready, I'm going to send a message to the other side!"

...

In the city.

Yongdong's cell phone rang, and he looked down at the message, and saw a line of small words written on it.
Chapter completed!