New Year's Eve passed quietly, and the almanac turned over, arriving at the dawn of January 1, 153.

With the new year and new atmosphere, the Edge Building is decorated with lights and colorful decorations. The mercenaries have all put on new clothes and are ready to go out together and find a place to have fun.

Su Mo had fun with everyone all night last night and didn't get up until after ten o'clock in the morning.

Before time travel, I would have to be dragged by my parents to visit relatives after the New Year, and I would also have to face salary torture from my seven aunts and eight aunts, as well as pressure to get married.

Fortunately, he had no relatives after traveling through time, so he was spared this disaster.

But New Year greetings are still indispensable. After all, as a group leader, there are too many external connections to maintain.

At this time, Su Mo was lying on the lazy sofa in the entertainment area, calling acquaintances in his address book.

"Happy New Year, Madam Count! Another year has passed. You were 18 last year and you are 17 this year. Hahahaha, you want to send me New Year gifts? Oh, you're welcome. I don't lack any fruits I grew myself? Hey, I have to try them! Okay, okay, I’ll have someone sign for it when the time comes~”

"Old D, good guy, are you still sleeping? It's the first day of the New Year. Do you want to go out for a drink in the evening? Oh, we have an appointment. Okay, let's meet together next time."

"Brother, happy New Year, where were you having fun yesterday? Is it okay to work overtime on New Year's Eve??? The city council is really not a good person. At night? You are free. You don't have any social activities over there? You all turned it down?! Then I I’m really flattered, I’ll definitely come! See you later!”

Just as Su Mo finished making the call, KK came in and said, "Brother, Commander Shangguan is here."

Shangguan Li walked in and greeted Su Mo: "Happy New Year, Captain Su."

Mercenaries are an industry that relies on strength and connections, and sophistication is indispensable.

Shangguan Li and Su Mo had already had a relationship because of Saint Rivland and his party.

More importantly, Dongdong was accepted as a disciple.

With such a "political marriage", the relationship between Bian Yan and Mo Xue can be said to be in the honeymoon stage.

Shangguanli had said hello last night and was coming to visit today.

Su Mo stood up and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, Shangguan, sit down wherever you want, take whatever you want to eat, just treat this place as your own home."

Shangguan Li was not polite. He sat down, picked up the apple on the plate and took a bite. He looked around and asked, "Where's Dong Dong?"

Su Mo smiled mysteriously and said, "I will take you to find her."

The two came to the gymnasium. It was empty, no one came in or out, and they could only hear the noise coming from inside the gate.

Su Mo carefully pushed the door open a crack and motioned for Shangguan to come over and take a look.

Shangguanli looked quietly.

Dongdong was the only one in the huge gymnasium.

On the first day of the new year, Dongdong didn't play games or go out to play. Instead, he calmed down and practiced martial arts here.

She held a wooden gun in her hand and was stabbing the puppet target in front of her in a decent manner, dancing like a tiger.

Shangguan Li, who had always been serious about his words, actually smiled happily at this time: "You really picked up a treasure and brought it home. If my disciples work half as hard as she does, I can laugh out of my dreams."

Su Mo said with emotion: "Thank you very much for your willingness to guide Dongdong. I can't teach you martial arts."

Shangguan Li smiled slightly: "It's okay, I see the shadow of my childhood in her. I can personally train a master, no matter who she works for, I will be happy."

Su Mo admired these big-picture words. He smiled and asked, "Shall we go in and say hello to her?"

Shangguanli closed the door and shook his head: "She has just entered the state, so don't disturb her. Let's go back."

The two found a tea room. KK brought refreshments and made tea skillfully. The three of them chatted while watching TV.

After chatting for more than half an hour, the New Year's Eve party replay screen turned and a piece of news was inserted.

In the picture, a reporter is seen hiding behind a corner, peeking out from time to time, and speaking to the camera with a serious expression: "Viewers, this is breaking news."

"An emergency occurred in a residential complex in Rusty Wall District. A man held his wife hostage with a gun and was in a confrontation with the sheriff."

"It is reported that the man usually works smoothly and lives in harmony. Neighbors, relatives and friends all told this station that he is a very friendly person. No one knows why he did such a violent act. Let us further inquire about the situation at the scene."

The photographer carried the camera and followed the reporter around, and the lens was full of bumps.

Not long after, the camera moved closer to the crime scene.

There were two security patrol cars parked in the community, and several police officers were hiding behind the cars with guns.

Not far away, at the door of a private building, a young man held a pistol and was holding a beautiful woman hostage.

The woman was trembling, so frightened that she collapsed and cried.

What is surprising is that the face of the man with the gun does not have the cruelty or madness that a gangster should have, and he is also crying.

He cried to the sheriff: "I'm sorry, I'm not a bad person. But I have to do this."

The Sheriff shouted loudly: "Child, if you have any difficulties, please tell us and we will solve them for you. Don't be impulsive!"

The man cried and shook his head: "You can't help me. Only in this way can I save my parents and children."

The Sheriff continued to persuade: "Child, you must believe in the Sheriff's Department! No matter what kind of persecution your relatives are subjected to, we will do our best to rescue you! Put down the gun quickly, so that we can help you!"

The man kept shaking his head. He said no more. His breathing in his chest continued to increase, and his sad, tearful eyes began to fill with determination and madness.

He looked at the reporters' cameras not far away, as if he wanted to talk to someone, and shouted at the camera: "Keep your promise! Keep your promise!!!"

The Sheriff sensed something was wrong and his voice became stern: "Calm down! Put down the gun! Now!!!"

"Bang!" The man pulled the trigger and shot his wife through the head.

The Sheriff quickly chose to fire back.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang -" The surrounding police officers opened fire at the same time, beating the man into a hornet's nest. The body fell into a pool of blood with his wife, and became silent after trembling.

The residents' screams kept ringing out in the residential building, and even the photographer carrying the camera said "Walter Fuck" and then quickly zoomed in to take a close-up of the body.

The reporter waved in front of the camera to pull it back, and then said seriously: "As you can see, the prisoner has been shot dead."

"We don't know what the cause of this kidnapping was. Was it caused by some kind of mental disorder? Or was it coercion?"

"Why did the prisoner say that this was the only way to save his parents and children? In the last sentence of "keep your promise," who did 'you' refer to? There are too many mysteries that trouble us."

"On the first day of the new year in Dawn 153, such a tragedy occurred in Crescent City. It is really disturbing. This news agency will continue to follow up the report, so please tune in." (End of Chapter)

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