After Han Yue finished playing, he looked up and looked at me, and then lowered his head again: "Uncle... are you blaming me?"

"Um?"

"If I hadn't stabbed you... Maybe... Maybe..." Han Yue pursed her lips with great guilt.

I smiled and said, "It is usually wrong to do some impulsive things for the sake of your beloved. It is understandable that you can leave Xiao Yunsong and prove that you already know that you are wrong... If I blame you again, it will be meaningless, right?"

Although I was still a little uncomfortable and the knife wound on my back was still stinging, I really couldn't blame such a... poor girl.

Han Yue sniffed, her voice choked: "Uncle, you are really a good person, so good... a great person..."

I sighed slightly and said, "But in real life, people always say that I am a Virgin bitch, and that I am a flood of morality..."

Lin Silu said, "Just be yourself, why do you care about what others say?"

Yan Shimin also smiled: "Zhang Lang, people like you are rare in real life... Rather than being rare, it is better to describe them as rare... Most people cannot understand your realm, but I think everyone has their own thinking. We cannot impose our thinking on others, because the right and wrong in this world is difficult to determine..."

"Yes..." I looked at Yan Shimin with gratitude and suddenly felt that I felt like I had met him too late.

I asked Yan Shimin: "Didn't you take the head to pay the job? Why are you back? Did you really come back to kill Pu Yunsong?"

My words also attracted Han Yue's attention. Although Han Yue has left Pu Yunsong now, I think even if she is free and easy on the surface, she will not be able to untie this knot in a while.

Yan Shimin said lightly: "Actually, after hearing you talk about Rena, I don't want to do sha     shou anymore... because I don't know what my purpose is..."

"What's the meaning?"

Yan Shimin looked up at me: "If it were in our real life, I could go to sha      rén and get my commission, but now on this island of Thunder, all I can get is some supplies, food, drink... Money can be exchanged for a lot of things, can support my family, and can realize many of my wishes, but what about food? It can only make me maintain my life. Is this afraid of starving to death? Since that's the case, why should I go to sha     rén?"

At this moment, Qin Ke's voice suddenly came from not far away: "This is the simplest truth. You are not a fool either. You have only figured it out now!"

We looked at Qin Ke at the same time and saw Qin Ke and Tong Yanyan walking over with a large bundle of dry firewood.

Both of them put the dry firewood next to us before they sat beside us.

Han Yue had already started a fire, and with the help of the warmth of the flames, we finally made it easier for us to live on this cold night.

Yan Shimin sighed: "Yes, if I had understood some truths earlier, maybe... I wouldn't be like this now..."

Yan Shimin's eyes suddenly seemed to look into the distance, and said in a daze: "In my hometown, I also have wives and children. They all think I work in the same factory... Every month, I will give my money to my friends and ask my friends to call them back because I dare not reveal my identity..."

Yan Shimin spoke slowly, and we listened quietly.

Yan Shimin continued, "I dare not go home either. I am afraid that I will be targeted and implicated them... I offended many people. When I was 21 years old, I married my wife. Since I was 25 years old, I have never returned to my hometown. She will never know my dian, hua, and I will never know my address. Once my friend told me that my child was sick..."

Speaking of this, Yan Shimin's voice was choked: "But at that time I was carrying out an important task and I didn't dare to go back at all. Every time I told myself that after doing this, I would end my sha     shou career, but every time I pushed it to the next time, I did it...it's been almost ten years..."

Qin Ke said in shock: "You haven't been home for so many years, and aren't you afraid that your wife will run away with others?"

I immediately glared at Qin Ke. Damn, I must be in a bad mood at this time. You are actually asking this question. Isn’t this a pain point that can be sucked?

Qin Ke also noticed my gaze, realized that there might be something wrong with my speech, and stuck out his tongue: "Sorry."

Yan Shimin smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay... In fact, I feel much more relaxed when she ran away with others, because she has been alone at home for so many years. I am not a good husband... My parents died early, and they are my only relatives in the world... If I could go back to the city, I would definitely take them to a place where my enemies can't find, live well and be safe..." tqr1

After Yan Shimin said this, he sighed heavily. I can understand Yan Shimin's mood. How many people regretted some of the things they had done before after coming to the Molu Island?

But there are also many people who are unwilling to go back even if they know that Mikashima is a dangerous place.

This question is also worth my deep consideration.

I sighed to Yan Shimin, "Brother Yan, what I have about your fingers... I'm sorry for you. If I hadn't asked you to show mercy, maybe you wouldn't..."

"It's okay..." Yan Shimin smiled generously: "I've said it, just a finger..."

As he said that, his eyes sank again: "I have done a lot of sins over the years. The punishment for me after breaking a finger is the lightest..."

"If you break your fingers, you'll be satisfied with this punishment, right?"

As Yan Shimin finished speaking, a heavy male voice suddenly came from not far away.

This sound made my whole body tighten, and I could vaguely tell it was coming from not far above our heads.

Yan Shimin also looked up and subconsciously pulled out the long knife on his back.

"Who?" Qin Ke shouted into the forest.

At this moment, I saw a black shadow standing on the trunk of a big tree about twenty meters away.

From a distance, it looks like an owl at night.

The man jumped gently and jumped off the trunk. The black cloak on his body was also flying in the wind. His body fell gently to the ground without any sound.

Yan Shimin said coldly: "That depends on whether some people have the ability to punish me..."

The man in black stood twenty meters away without moving, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Shimin, I have heard of you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to attack my apprentice..."

apprentice?

Pu Yunsong’s master?
Chapter completed!