"haven't seen you for a long time?"
The man spoke with a smile, as confident as when we first met.
When I saw him again, I didn't have the anger or hatred I imagined in my heart. It seemed that my emotions had been vented just now, and my heart became very flat.
"Yeah, long time no see, what happened this time is also your fault?"
In front of me is the man in the windbreaker who made me smeared with ghosts. I have already determined in my heart that he must have something to do with this incident.
Unexpectedly, the man in the windbreaker shook his head: "No, I gave up on you from the moment you got rid of the ghost ointment. Anyway, even you can't change anything now."
"What's the meaning?"
"The Underworld and the Twin Holy Towers are about to engage in a final decisive battle. As the only variable, you have already lost the time to become a variable."
Frowning, I said in amazement: "Didn't the Underworld and the Twin Holy Towers reach an agreement? Besides, there is Fanlou, and there is Fanlou who is neutral to mediate. How could they..."
I didn't finish, but was looking forward to the answer from the man in the windbreaker.
After hesitating for a while, the man in the windbreaker still said: "The Twin Holy Towers want to shake the foundation of the existence of the underworld, how could it end so easily, only Fanlou, hehe, I am looking for you everywhere now."
"So, this is still not the real world?"
The man in the trench coat didn't answer, but took a deep look at me, beckoned a taxi to stop and got on it himself.
Watching the taxi go away, I abnormally didn't stop it. I didn't feel the battle between the Underworld and the Twin Holy Towers. Except for Fanlou, I didn't think there was any power worthy of my attention.
And the departure of the man in the windbreaker can also show that this is either not the real world, or he feels that I cannot leave at all.
I lean more towards the latter.
Just looking at the crowd coming and going, I don't understand what kind of means can trap me here.
Like the man in the trench coat, I stopped a taxi, and I went directly to the airport. I was full of fantasies along the way. Car accidents, fires, earthquakes, and any situation that might make me unable to leave flashed through my mind one by one.
But until I got off the taxi at the airport, I didn't find anything.
Could it be that the plane crashed
I laughed at myself, the plane crash could not leave me behind.
As I was walking towards the airport hall, I was suddenly stunned, the expression on my face was frozen, my nose was sore, and tears seemed to start rolling in my eyes.
I kept reminding myself that this is impossible, but my eyes unconsciously turned to the man in a suit.
The man has a familiar face, and the tear mole under his right eye is the same as in memory, without any change.
"Impossible, impossible." He muttered to himself, but his feet approached the man step by step.
The man who was talking to someone obviously noticed my existence, and when he turned his head to look at it, his expression was also stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he seemed a little hesitant.
I have walked up to the man and looked straight at him.
The man's eyes wandered, and finally he seemed to make up his mind. He looked at me and smiled: "Rui, long time no see."
Holding back tears, her voice became choked: "Yeah, long time no see, my brother."
Indeed, the man standing in front of me is my dead brother. I watched the monsters in my hometown merge him into one body, and I never dreamed that I would see him here.
Taking a deep breath, there was a hint of excitement in my words: "Don't you think you should give me an explanation? Dad, sister-in-law? Are they still alive?"
Guilt flashed across brother Wu Qiang's face, he smiled at his companion, turned to me and said, "Wait for me for a while."
I nodded and retreated to the bench on the side, but my eyes never left him for a moment. I was afraid that if I blinked, he would disappear. Even more afraid that all this is just an illusion.
After waiting for about half an hour, my companion walked into the security check with luggage, and my brother came to me: "Let's find a place to chat."
I nodded and kept my eyes on his body until I reached a restaurant.
After ordering something casually, my brother smiled wryly and said, "Don't keep looking at me, okay, I'm under a lot of pressure."
"Pressure, my mother and I are under a lot of pressure after you leave."
Being stunned by me, my brother fell silent immediately. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and opened his mouth slowly.
"Actually, our family, or even the whole hometown, is not what you imagined?"
I nodded, and said in an angry voice, "I know, aren't all the dead brothers resurrected?"
With a wry smile, my brother interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Listen to me first."
I folded my hands and made a gesture of listening attentively before my brother spoke again.
When I followed my brother out of the restaurant, my footsteps were a bit vain, not because of drinking, in fact, neither my brother nor I moved the chopsticks for a table of dishes.
Now in my heart, apart from shock, I am still shocked, and all the unreasonable things have been explained and connected.
Why did I receive the photo? It was an agreement reached by the Nine Masters on behalf of Fanlou and the Twin Holy Towers.
Why do I become the Holy Son of the Twin Towers, because my father is one of the Twin Holy Towers.
The reason why I became the master of Fanlou is because of the back road left by my father.
When my father and another companion made the decision to overthrow the underworld, they began to arrange their own backers. My brother became his assistant, while my mother and I were kept in the dark and became the hope of blood inheritance.
As an ordinary person, I will be discovered one day. Once my father fails, the fate of my mother and I will be very clear. So the father came up with conditions and reached an agreement with Fanlou.
Let me become a neutral force, the owner of Fanlou, because even if the underworld knows my identity, as long as I don't unite with the Twin Holy Towers, the underworld will never dare to do anything to me, thereby angering the neutral Fanlou.
Even my marriage with Lulu was planned by my father.
I suddenly felt like Truman, living in a designed world.
Although there are no ubiquitous cameras in this world, everything is performed according to the father's script.
I was very angry, and my brother scolded me for the first time, saying that I didn't know the price my father paid.
I really don't know, but from my brother's red eyes, I can guess that such a price is definitely beyond my imagination.
But, that's not why I accept this arrangement.
The happiness my father wanted me to have was not the happiness I wanted.
I even started to feel extreme that whether it was Lulu, Sister Hua or even other people, they were just acting in front of me. On the surface, they had a deep relationship with me, but they laughed at me as a fool behind my back.
Ignoring my brother's obstruction and my father's suggestion, I left alone and walked on the street alone.
At this moment, I have to admit that the man in the windbreaker won, he succeeded.