Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 36

After a fierce fight, the gangsters who had been defeated quickly rushed back to the jungle by the river, leaving only a broken ship that had not been burned out, and the faintly reddish river.

The river was so quiet that only the sound of their boat sailing.

The three of Azhi were injured in the explosion, but fortunately, because Qiao Wen reminded them in time, the injuries were not serious. The few people who fought fiercely on the ship also suffered different degrees of injury, but they were all tough guys who had experienced strong winds and waves, and a knife wound was nothing.

After all, only Qiao Wen was unscathed.

The river was really unsafe and had to arrive before dark. Jiang Yufeng did not dare to delay and ordered the helmsman to speed up the boat. The rest of the people sat on the deck to heal and rest like a restless life.

Qiao Wen followed Chen Jianan into the cabin in silence.

Chen Jianan also suffered a stab wound on his arm, but it was not serious, so he just treated it with iodophor and gave it up. The two of them leaned against the blanket on the ground, looking at the tropical jungle scenery that was constantly rowing outside the cabin, without speaking for a while.

Not only them were silent, but the few people on the deck outside were also in a long silence, as if they were frightened by this sudden change.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Wen retracted his gaze, fell on the wound on Chen Canan's arm, and asked, "Brother Nan, does it hurt?"

Chen Jianan was stunned, chuckled lightly, and shook his head: "A little hurt, it doesn't hurt." As he said, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the opponent's hair, "Is he frightened?"

He can't remember how long he hasn't touched Qiao Wen like this. He usually touched his head like this when he was a weak younger brother who needed his own care and protection. But it seems that since a few months ago, Qiao Wen seems to have grown up suddenly, and he is no longer the timid brother he is familiar with, and he has more ideas than himself when encountering things.

But no matter how he had an idea, his younger brother was just eighteen years old. He was a young man who had never experienced anything. Now that he was told to watch them killing people, how could he accept it for a while?

Not to mention Qiao Wen, it was himself, thinking of the boy scouts who had just died, he couldn't bear it.

It's not that I've never seen a murder before, and there are people who cross the streets in the city for three days or two. He thought that murder was not a big deal, but it was really his turn to act before he realized that a living life was dead in his own hands. The impact was still greater than he expected.

Thinking about this, he slid his hand from Qiao Wen's head to his thin shoulder, and took the person into his arms.

Qiao Wen looked up at him and guessed that he was also feeling uncomfortable for the first murder today. But this is the case, he is still comforting himself. He didn't break away from his arm, but instead leaned on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Brother Nan, I'm fine. If you didn't move fast, I'm afraid that kid would have killed me."

The child appeared in Chen Jianan's mind, but he didn't actually see it clearly. He only vaguely saw that he was a thin, thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. He had become a desperate at such a young age and was bound to be forced by life. Of course he didn't regret killing him, but he couldn't help but sigh.

Qiao Wen glanced at him calmly. The 19-year-old young man had a heavy expression at the moment, and he rarely showed the compassion of a young and mature man.