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    Before I could react, I looked at the broken fish bones on the ground and whispered, “I’m really sorry big brother, I was too hungry, I didn’t hold back for a moment, and I gave them all to you to eat.”

    He sprang to his feet under his tenor, moving so quickly that he brought down a still-burning piece of firewood.

    I hurriedly urged in a sharp voice, “Don’t do it! Have a talk!”

    He stared at me with clenched fists: “Do you have any fucking idea how long I’ve been stuck here! Fuck you, it’s easy for me to catch a fish!”

    I wasn’t expecting it at all, and as he was talking he knelt down and started crying.

    I took three steps forward to approach him and crouched down, carefully tapping his shoulder, “Big brother, you said you’ve been trapped here for a long time? Then where did you come from before, you wouldn’t have fallen from above as well, right?” As I said that, I pointed to the top of the cave.

    “Don’t get close to me!”

    “Don’t think I don’t know, you kid must be from the north, they are all burrowing rats, don’t think of yourself as a pet cat!” The man spoke directly and loudly, and was a complete contrast to the foolish learned talker look of a moment ago.

    My eyes narrowed and I said tentatively, “A river to see the scenery of two rivers, chopping wood on the mountain and burning fire at the bottom of the mountain, dare I ask Yuanliang, how many mound gates have been demolished?”

    Just after I finished my words, his expression first froze, and then his expression was wonderful. .??.

    “Hey, I say you kid, your hair hasn’t even grown out yet, and you dare to play black mouth with me? OK, kid you listen up.”

    “A bag of dirt for the southwest, a shovel to dig things up, a partridge unloading a ridge to go by water, a lightweight floating on water, a little geoduck in the dirt!”

    I was relieved to hear him say this, this is also the black cut of the grave robbing business, although our paths are not the same, but one thing is the same, both are grave robbers.

    By talking to this man, I gradually sorted out a little bit of what was going on.

    It turned out that this man was a tomb robber of the Southern Faction who specialized in touching water holes, and this man’s surname was Chen Jiansheng. He holds the position of a mid-level earthworker in the gang of the Southern faction, and according to his original words, he has already been in this underground dark river

    I’ve been in the cave for six or seven months now, and because I’m good with my hands and water, I usually rely on catching some river fish and mice-type things to feed my hunger.

    I asked him again, where are the rest of your gang?

    “Dead.” His words were an understatement.

    “Dead! The whole gang’s dead? How!”

    Thinking of the possibility that it could be the blackmailer that I often hear about in my line of work, I immediately raised my guard against this person. Sister Hong was unconscious, and in case I was victimized, both of us would have to be dead.

    Seeing me look like an enemy, this man mocked: “See you kid this wimpy, also not afraid of losing the face of your northern faction, how to die you don’t need to know, anyway, not the old me I killed, by the way kid, you put the head of who is it? Report a name to hear.”

    After thinking about it, I whispered back, “Our eye-keeper’s surname is Wang, Wang Xiansheng, and everyone calls him Wang.”

    “Wang Xian Sheng? Wang Handler?” He rubbed his head, “It seems . It seems like I’ve heard of this person a few times.”

    “Okay, I’ll introduce myself, what’s the name of the head of your gang of southern faction handlers? Wait a minute! You don’t say anything yet, let me guess if it’s a man named Branch Pot Chan?”

    The fire was still burning and thundering, the underground dark river flowed gently, he lowered his head and didn’t say anything, both sides fell into silence for a while.

    After what could have been five or six minutes, he suddenly raised his head and looked at me, “You’ve seen Old Chen’s body?”

    I nodded, “Yes, seen it, in the coffin, but the body is starting to rot, not much good meat.”

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