After nuclear sewage, I can hear the voices of plants

9

 Chapter 9 "High Sorrow"

  The appearance of the pistol made Jiang Yan's breathing stagnant. His eyes were fixed on the gun bag. Jiang Yan seemed to subconsciously raise the spear and was about to stab this person.

  "Huhuhu!"

  Panting nervously, Jiang Yan gradually calmed down. Seeing that the latter was still unconscious, Jiang Yan instantly untied the gun bag and tied it to his body.

  "Is there anything else?"

  Looking through the latter's clothes, Jiang Yan looked for other weapons. Except for the dagger tied to his leg, Jiang Yan found nothing.

  "It's all mine."

  The heavy dagger shone with a cold light. Unlike the kitchen knife in Jiang Yan's house that had been in disrepair for a long time, the bright silver blade was extremely powerful.

  There were still seven bullets in the chamber, and no other magazines were found on this person. Fortunately, Jiang Yan had watched police movies, otherwise he wouldn't know how to use the pistol.

  Standing up, Jiang Yan glanced at the figure on the ground who was about to be stripped naked by him, and a trace of confusion flashed in his heart.

  "Kill? Or not?"

  Thinking wildly, the man in front of him must be killed because he is too close to Jiang Yan's hometown and he carries such a dangerous weapon.

  However, doing so is detrimental to your situation.

  Shaking her head, Jiang Yan put down her wild thoughts. There was still a lot she wanted to know, such as who this person was, where he came from, and why he was carrying a gun.

  Thinking of this, Jiang Yan grabbed the young man on the ground, carried him on his shoulders like half a fan of pork, and walked towards his home.

  "It's too heavy! It's too heavy!"

  Gritting his teeth, Jiang Yan roared and complained. It only took Jiang Yan a few minutes to travel a thousand meters, but it took Jiang Yan nearly half of the way home. Hours.

  Kicking open the door, Jiang Yan dragged the unconscious boy step by step. Zhao Dabai had returned home at some point in the courtyard, even holding half a grass carp in his mouth.

  "Come here and help!" Jiang Yan gasped when she saw Zhao Dabai.

  After swallowing the grass carp in his mouth, Zhao Dabai ran up to Jiang Yan, licked the latter's cheek, and then looked at the young man on the ground with a puzzled face.

  "Take him into the house." Without saying a word, Jiang Yan climbed onto the chair in front of the room.

  Looking at Jiang Yan who was half dead from exhaustion, Zhao Dabai sniffed the young man on the ground, thought for a moment, and then bit the latter's arm.

  "Click!"

  The sound of cracking bones instantly reached Jiang Yan's ears.

  "Hey! Be gentle, how can I ask questions if you kill me!" The sudden voice made Jiang Yan startle, pointing at Zhao Dabai, Jiang Yan shouted angrily.

  Zhao Dabai, who was tall and strong, was much more relaxed than Jiang Yan. As if he was carrying a chicken, he dragged the young man into the house in three steps and two steps at a time.

  After a short rest, Jiang Yan drank all the water in the cup, then struggled to get up and walked into the house.

  Taking out the wire chair nearby, Jiang Yan pulled out the wire from the storage room and tied the boy to the chair. Then he took out a bucket of well water and poured it on him.