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Chapter 4: Childhood Pact

ut my calf is now up to my eye level in the blink of an eye."That little face is still as it was when she was a child, delicate like a doll. When she smiles, her two little tiger teeth show, she's ver...Wu Xi glanced at the paper filled with black characters, as if afraid of missing something. She read through the contents of the A4 paper again and again.

Upon seeing the plan and content above.

His finger, wrapped in a thin layer of callus, instantly clenched the paper, revealing the grotesque blue veins on the back of his hand and the white gauze on his wrist.

Moments later.

Wu Xie took a deep, somewhat repressed breath, squeezed his eyes shut tightly, and wore an expression of self-deprecation and profound helplessness.

One year.

A whole year.

So many people replaced the originals over the course of a year, wearing familiar skins and taking their places in the ranks.

Although he was an outsider, over the course of these two years, not a single person—him, his younger brother, Fatty, or any of the teammates—noticed anything amiss.

Not until their own men were nearly wiped out in the subsequent actions did these people show a glimmer of their true colors.

At that moment, Wu Xie suddenly felt a deep sense of despair, a suffocating feeling that pressed down on his heart.

Wu Xie felt that they had done so much, set up so many elaborate traps, only to end up like a joke in the end.

For two whole years, no matter what step they took, they fell deeper and deeper into the mire.

They acted like clowns, humiliating themselves in front of the enemy.

Wu Xie's instinctive reaction was to tear the paper, which was stark white and black but seemed stained with blood.

But the last vestiges of rationality in his mind forcefully suppressed this thought.

Even if you tear up this paper, those people in their team won't be coming back. It's all useless.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, adjusting his emotions that were about to collapse.

His fingers, trembling slightly from suppressed emotions, placed the paper heavily on the table.

Wu Xie's series of actions were all seen by Wu San Province across from him.

In this small space, an inexplicable silence hung between the two of them.

This heavy atmosphere stood in sharp contrast to the bustling crowd around it, filled with lively chatter and commotion.

It was as if the space had been torn apart, a sense of unreality hung in the air.

After an unknown amount of time, the beer foam had disappeared, the steaming hot dishes had gone cold, and the crowd around gradually thinned.

Wu leaned back slightly, resting against the chair, her arms casually draped over her legs, hands crossed. Her facial expression shifted from a haze of confusion to a resolute and fierce one.

A gentle breeze ruffled the hair across his forehead, revealing eyes that, in a short time, had weathered much and matured from clear innocence to worldly wisdom.

He looked up at Wu San Province, who was already smoking countless cigarettes in front of him, his voice hoarse after experiencing immense emotion:

"Uncle Three, the fact that so many of them were able to enter this time indicates there's a mole among us. This mole must be quite old."

"Well, your uncle has already gone to check."

Wu San Sheng's eyes flickered, he leaned half against the wooden chair, lightly biting on the cigarette butt, lost in the hazy smoke.

His eyes narrowed reflexively, and he slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Over the past two days, their movements have been rather conspicuous. The second brother noticed an old man with considerable influence in the circle. This person's actions and demeanor were somewhat unusual compared to his usual behavior.

"Wu frowned and nodded, asking with some uncertainty, "Third Uncle, are you sure"

Wu San Sheng chuckled upon hearing this, reached out and threw the burning embers from his pipe onto the ground, then stomped them out.

After that, he slowly exhaled a plume of smoke, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a low voice:

"Your second uncle is a stickler for rules, you're not trusting him"

Wu Xia heard her third uncle's precise criticism of her second uncle, despite having many thoughts in her mind, she couldn't help but chuckle softly.

From ancient times, there has been a famous saying among brothers:

The big ones bully the small ones, and the small ones are afraid of the big ones.

This statement is supported by scientific evidence.

When children were naughty and did bad things when they were young, their parents might have been reluctant to punish them out of love for their child.

But older siblings won't. They will fight for real.

Don't let his uncle fool you, though he seems fearless and ruthless when facing problems.

And within their circle, everyone called him "Third Uncle," like a rabid dog.

Whenever he encounters someone who provokes him, he will bite that person fiercely.

No matter how much that person pleaded, he would have to bite off a chunk of flesh from that person.

But.

Even the most ruthless person has their own uncrossable line.

Just one look from their Uncle Two, and Uncle Three's rabid dog could instantly transform into a meek little kitten.

As soon as Uncle Er coughs, this little kitty's fur stands on end, its tail tucked between its legs, and even its little legs move cautiously, afraid to make a sound.

A perfect retort, born from the weight of blood.

But… Just him having that air of aloofness, coupled with the aura of a superior, putting it on full display like that. No matter who they are, they'd have to feel intimidated.

Wu Xie involuntarily shrunk his neck when he thought of his second uncle's face.

He glanced at his crossed legs, silently putting them down. And the slightly relaxed spine straightened instantly.

And just as he had finished this series of actions, he saw that the previously open posture of his Third Uncle sitting across from him had also slightly adjusted.

Although it's still a little ruff around the edges, at least it looks decent now.

Wu Sansheng unconsciously adjusted his posture. As soon as he looked up, he met the eyes of his nephew, which were as black and round as a dog's, pure with a hint of naivety.

But at this moment, it seemed like a spark of silly cunning was in the dog's eyes.

Wu San-sheng narrowed his eyes and let out a snort of disapproval in his heart.

What is this little brat thinking His eyes are so weird.

Too lazy to guess, he directly kicked Wu Xie with his leg. He held a unlit cigarette in his mouth and asked in a languid voice:

"I said, you little punk, what are you thinking Why do you have such a bad look in your eyes"

Wu Xie's train of thought was interrupted. Seeing his third uncle stare at him with suspicion, he couldn't help but cough.

"Ahem, nothing much. Come on, come on, Uncle Three, eat quickly before the food gets cold."

Saying that, he gave Wu Sansheng a full chopsticks of steamed pork ribs, trying to change the subject.

What bad intentions could a dog possibly have

Wu San looked at Wu Xie's innocent expression, speechless. He twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't say anything.

But he was a little puzzled in his heart.

"How do you feel Ever since the second child agreed to let this kid join the team, his face seems to be getting thicker and thicker. I wonder who he learned that from."

Although Wu Sansheng appeared to disdain Wu Xie's series of submissive actions on the surface, he was actually quite satisfied deep down.

After all, those who work this line of business need a bit of shamelessness to succeed.

Wu Sansheng looked at his own younger self, who just two years ago was a carefree, innocent, optimistic and cheerful college student.

Now, talking about these despicable and vile things, their eyes don't even blink. I can't help but sigh helplessly in my heart.

Maybe even Lao Er, who is known for foresight, couldn't have predicted this. Xiao Xie did all this so that Xiao Ling could live a carefree and happy life, without any worries or troubles, until the very end.

One can willingly plunge into this mire, this murky and chaotic situation.

In two years, a clean and bright-eyed college student transformed into a filthy and shadowed "pawn."

"Clatter—"

A short, faint scraping sound arose.

Wu San province while thinking, on the other hand habitually used a match to light the cigarette in his mouth.

He then slowly let out a breath and gently shook the wooden stick in his hand, which had some embers on it, before tossing it into the nearby trash can.

Through the hazy smoke, Wu San province raised his eyes to look at Wu Xie before him. His gaze was filled with deep heartache and a hint of helplessness towards life's hardships.k, viscous liquid on its surface, looked like it had been scorched by fire or dried blood. It was dark and red.This caused the detached house to resemble a creepy haunted house often depicted on telev...

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