Trafford's Trading Club

“Captain, the place is completely locked down! The helicopter is in place!”

“Remember, our main priority is to ensure that the hostage is safe! In addition, the criminal is extremely dangerous. He has snatched a gun! Once found and if needed to ensure the safety of the hostage, kill him immediately!”

“Officers! officers! You must save my child! Please!” the woman begged on her knees.

“Sister-in-law, don’t do this! We will rescue your child!”

At this time, the man helped the woman up and comforted her profusely… At the same time, a loud noise suddenly rang out among the mountains, echoing back and forth from the hills.

The captain’s face changed slightly, “Is there a sound of gunshot…over there?”

…

The gunshot’s sound was heard echoing, but the screaming sound could not be heard from so far… Dazhe covered his left shoulder in pain. There was no doubt that a bullet hit him.

In the thick forest, Xiao Hu’s eyes were red and bloodshot. At this moment, he was holding the child tightly in his hand. His hands, which had just fired a gun, were trembling at this moment. However, he was not able to let the child go, “Like I said! Don’t push me!!!”

“Xiao Hu! Are you crazy?! This is Brother Zhe! You really fired a shot!! Put down the gun! Put down!!!”

“I have no choice!! Don’t force me!!! Get lost!!! Go away!!!”

At this time, the young Dazhe gritted his teeth, and his body was in a cold sweat. But, he grabbed the arm of Ah Long, who was next to him, and stood up with difficulty, “Xiao Hu…Stop fooling around. Go back with me. Your wife is still waiting for you in the hospital. She is about to give birth. Have you forgotten…Come on, go back. Stop fooling around…”

“Brother Zhe, I…I…” Xiao Hu stepped back.

Dazhe and the others slowly approached him.

Only at this time, there was a rumbling sound. A flying helicopter could already be seen above. The person above had already used a loudspeaker and shouted, “Put down your weapons and release the hostage. You can’t escape! I repeat. Put down your weapon. Put down…”

“Xiao Hu… Stop it.” Dazhe was still approaching him. The brother behind Dazhe also slowly approached him.

The child was weeping in horror and turned pale. Xiao Hu glanced at the big bag behind him…Inside the big bag was the ransom of three million. But, with him facing the upcoming helicopter above his head, the policemen who were down the mountain… and his lifelong brothers in front of him, he fired a few shots towards the ground.

“Ah! Back off! One step closer, I will shoot you! Or…I, I will kill him!”

The gun was pressed against the child’s head again. Xiao Hu slowly took a step back… attempting to flee.

One of Dazhe’s arm was bleeding. Everyone tore their clothes and tied it on his shoulder. Ah Long said in horror, “Brother Zhe, we can no longer control this matter… Before the police found us, let’s hide!”

“No…I should be watching you sending the hostage back. It’s my fault…” Dazhe pushed Ah Long away. “My fault…I will make it up…I can’t watch Xiao Hu commit another mistake again. You don’t have to follow me…You guys go down the mountain using that road…”

“No! If you are not leaving, then so are we! We said something about enjoying blessings and enduring misfortunes together when we prayed at the temple!!”

…

It was those glorious and…carefree days.

In the underworld, debts of gratitude or revenge were quickly resolved.

Dazhe sat silently on the office chair. No matter how hard he tried, there was no way for him to get out of here…The two policemen lying on the ground showed no signs of waking up.

Dazhe silently looked at a picture in his wallet — The wallet and some personal belongings were found here. The two policemen just put things on here. It appeared that they did not have time to deal with it.

His wife, his children, and him… This was a family portrait taken in the first month of his child’s birth. Dazhe’s eyes were a little dim while stroking this memory.

A few years ago, the lines of a movie suddenly floated in Dazhe’s mind: Whatever you did will come back to you at the end.

Anybody in the underworld would think over this sentence on their final journey. This is not just a line from a movie, right? “I’m the most powerful in Wan Chai…Saber light sword shadow… let me break…”

As he sang the song’s lyrics, which was still Big Head’s favorite, a tear slowly fell from Dazhe’s eyes.

The two policemen who fell on the ground suddenly got up with both their hands as support. Their limbs looked very stiff. The same goes for their movements too. Their bones made a popping sound. Then, they tremblingly stood up.

Dazhe watched in silence, but suddenly, he became less afraid.

He smiled meaninglessly, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, and lit it up for himself… Outside the room, a group of people slowly walked towards the room.

Some were in uniforms, some were in suits, some were in prison uniforms, some were uncles, some were young, and there was even an aunty who was sweeping the floor…There were also canteen chefs who were still holding their whistles while cooking.

They crowded the left and right ends of the corridor and then approached the small doorway.

Everyone here chanting the same name.

The chanting was not in sync, but it was never interrupted.

Wei Dazhe…Wei Dazhe…Wei Dazhe…Wei Dazhe…Dazhe…

“You can stop calling now.” Dazhe shook his head. “I won’t go anywhere anymore. I’ll be here… I’ll return my life to you.”

He extinguished the cigarette butt and stood up. He then opened his hands and closed his eyes, “Come on… I’ll pay you back. In the future, don’t trouble others anymore.”

“Wei Dazhe!!! Give me back my life!!!”

With a sharp and hateful voice, a figure broke through the crowd. Holding a knife in his hand, he pierced straight through Dazhe’s abdomen.

Dazhe’s face shrank for a while. His eyes widened, but he did not make a sound. He just endured it.

The room seemed to have been enlarged infinitely. The small office in front of him was frantically pushed and moved horizontally, expanding vastly.

This place had become vast and boundless. All the things that should be there were lost in an instant, turned into grayness. The floor became a surface filled with black water, and the ceiling was densely covered with clouds.

Intertwining blue-black peaks were in the surroundings.

Cyan mist filled the surroundings. The number of people in front of him… were those under control. They had completely surrounded Dazhe.

They turned into ghost-like appearances, biting his arm and body, seemingly wanting to devour him completely in this place.

“You come to me too! It’s cold!! Horrible!! Under the water!!!”

Suddenly, there was a mournful cry- it was an anguished wailing by everyone like a mixture of countless voices!

Out of the black water, a small figure floated up at this moment – This was the appearance of a naked child, “Come to where I am and accompany me…”

Its body was wrapped with chaotic black arms. Some arms shielded its body from behind, and some twisted around its hands and legs.

Some arms stretched out from behind at this time, covering its eyes…These arms stretched out from underneath the black water surface as if there was no end.

“Okay… I’ll accompany you…” Dazhe said calmly amidst the frenzied bites. “I’ll accompany you…”

It suddenly uttered a mournful cry. The people who were biting him fell one after another! The arm behind it stretched out crazily at this time, lifting Dazhe’s heavily injured body… and dragging it over.

He held Dazhe and faced Dazhe face to face and began to sink into the black water slowly.

“Uncle, run! Run!”

Dazhe raised his head subconsciously…but saw the child trapped by the arm whispering sadly at this time, “Uncle, run away…”

“You are……”

“Run…Run…They, they…I can’t control them…Run…They… are fast…” The child’s mouth suddenly split, “Wei Dazhe!!! Wei Dazhe!!! Come on! Stay with me… Stay with me…”

Those black arms stretched out even more frantically from the surface of the water at this time. More and more of them entangled around the child’s body and, at the same time, frantically stretched towards Dazhe.

It was just that when these arms touched Dazhe’s back, they suddenly retracted in pain like they touched flames!

It was the Taoist words written by Lord Jin on his back… Da Zhe did not remember to wash them away… They still had some residual effects left!

“Wei Dazhe!!!”

But, this instead aroused it… it’s ferociousness!

Dazhe suddenly quivered. He stretched out his hand to tear his clothes. The text on his back exuded a faint golden light, which instantly drove away the twisted black arm shadows that had been grabbing him.

“Let go of him!!!”

Dazhe yelled angrily, stretched out his hand to break away the arms covering his eyes on his face. However, Dazhe pulled away from the arms wrapped around his body, to pull him out of them forcefully!

“Let go of him! Let go of him! Let go of him!!!”

“Uncle…”