December 10th, Xiaohan.

The north wind is whistling, the red clouds are drooping, and it looks gloomy, and I want to snow.

Star Newspaper.

This is a tabloid, with only six or seven people working in total. It is a weekly newspaper, published once a week, mainly publishing current affairs comments and essays on opinions.

Mr. Li, wearing a beige scarf, sat in the messy editor-in-chief's room, lit a cigarette in his hand, and stared at the gray sky outside the window.

He was so excited that he was burned by the fireworks that had burned him, and then he suddenly realized it.

Twist!

There was a knock on the door, and then a weak young man in a blue cotton robe and glasses walked into: "Sir, there are a few more suspicious people outside today, and they can't wander, as if they have any plans."

Mr. Li nodded: "I understand, please be careful."

The weak young man responded and closed the door and went out.

Mr. Li stood in front of the window, thought for a while, and murmured: "This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Well, it is better to go back and take off the cage to get freedom and rebirth."

It was difficult and not easy during this period. The reason why he was able to work and write articles in the newspaper hall was mainly because he received favors from several figures in Shencheng. However, the situation became more and more tense, with wars everywhere and panic. Many things were changing, and many people were already brutally killed.

There have been several messages from above, asking him to evacuate as soon as possible.

Outside the small building, at the corners of the street, under trees, and by the stalls, there were sneaky figures appearing.

It's not easy to leave this time.

The knock on the door sounded again.

The weak young man leaned in and said, "Sir, someone is looking for you."

Mr. Li looked up and recognized the person: "Ono?"

Tang Ye stood at the door, wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, a gray cotton jacket and vest, and holding a felt hat in his hand.

This outfit looks thin in the cold weather.

After taking on the task, he was not in a hurry to show up, but secretly protected him, scouted the site everywhere, and obtained a lot of information, and then reported to the office.

“Come in quickly.”

Mr. Li greeted, and saw Tang Ye handing over a torn banknote token, he glanced at it and laughed, "I didn't expect that I would let you come."

"Sir, I'm worried that I'm young and can't do it well?"

Mr. Li poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile: "You have been kicking the restaurant in the newspaper, I'm paying attention to it."

Tang Ye was silent for a while before asking, "When was the ship?"

"It was originally the day after tomorrow, but something happened temporarily, so I went ahead. At 10 o'clock tonight, someone was picking up the boat on the dock. Haha, if you don't come, I will leave alone."

Mr. Li said slowly.

The wharf is under the jurisdiction of the Sanshui Chamber of Commerce. Obviously, Mr. Li has connections with the Chamber of Commerce. However, these matters are very complicated and involve a wide range of issues.

Tang Ye didn't think too much about it. He was just a martial arts practitioner. This time he was a task and also a reward for his kindness.

Mr. Li asked Wenwei and others to come in and said, "From today, the Xingxing Newspaper will be closed."

The eyes of the few people suddenly turned red, and there were low sobs.

Mr. Li said again: "You pack up, leave first, and go home. The target of the people outside is me, and they won't make things difficult for you."

The weak young man asked, "What about you, sir?"

Mr. Li smoked, his face faintly, "I will leave Shencheng tonight and go somewhere else. I believe that I will find the right path, not relying on, not flattering, not blindly following, not being slaves..."

With a firm tone and a firm look, he patted the young man on the shoulder: "It's not too early, go home quickly to avoid worrying his family."

The young man took off his glasses, wiped his tears, and bowed solemnly: "Take care sir."

About an hour later, most of the people in the newspaper left, and it seemed empty.

Mr. Li asked: "Ono, how are you going to take me away?"

Tang Ye said in a deep voice: "My rickshaw is outside."

Mr. Li said: "There are people lying outside."

Tang Ye nodded: "I'll go, come, sir, be prepared."

As he said that, he quickly walked downstairs.

When I left the door, a gust of wind blew on my face, with a bitter cold, like a knife.

Put on a felt hat and walk to the right.

There was a stall with roasted sweet potatoes. The stall owner was wrapped tightly, wearing a cotton hat, shrank his head, and his eyes kept aiming here.

Tang Ye passed by, and suddenly made a move, hitting his head with a heavy elbow.

This person was wary of his own, but he still couldn't hide and was knocked unconscious on the ground.

Bloody 1.

Speaking of which, I haven't gained bloody skills for some time. Last time, due to the 10 points I got from breaking through the dark energy, no matter whether I was kicking a hall or talking, I would not get bloody rewards. Perhaps in the judgment of Yan Huang's will, these actions did not meet the relevant requirements.

Hurry!

Three or four people appeared one after another, rushed out from different directions, revealing a cold light in their hands, some short axes and some daggers.

Tang Ye wrapped his hands in a gray sweat scarf, his five fingers formed a fist, and he stepped forward.

The people hiding around the Xingxing Newspaper are not known to be under the word "word", and the gangsters on the Tao have basically never practiced martial arts, and they are all fierce fighting styles on the streets. Ordinary boxers are really hard to deal with when facing such desperate fights.

Unfortunately, they met Tang Ye.

Tang Ye made a move, simple and fierce, with one punch, no secret force, pure and bright force hit. As long as you get hit, there is nothing that won't fall.

In the newspaper office, Mr. Li packed the last few items into the box, then carried them in his hand, looking around, feeling quite reluctant.

With the sound of footsteps, Tang Ye walked up: "Sir, you can leave now."

Mr. Li carried a box and said, "Go to Jiufang Teahouse first and say goodbye to a friend."

He paused and explained: "I am not my mother-in-law, but at this time, even if I go to the dock, it is useless. It is too early and the ship is not here, which will add variables in vain."

Tang Ye nodded: "I understand."

When I went downstairs, the rickshaw stopped below. Mr. Li raised his eyes to watch. The block was deserted and there was no one to see.

Tang Ye said: "I dragged all those people to the side and hid them."

Mr. Li praised: "Good skills."

Tang Ye said: "It's just a few inexperienced minions, responsible for catching up. Tonight is the fierce battle, the only way to the dock. People will definitely be ambushed at that time. Sir, I don't know who they are and how many of them are. To be honest, I can't guarantee that I will escort you onto the ship safely. I can only say that I can do my best."

Mr. Li looked at him: "Ono, my life is not my own. Everyone says to do their best and leave it to heaven. Today, let's listen to what fate is."

As he said that, he got on the rickshaw.

Tang Ye pulled up the car and trotted.

It was already dusk and the wind became stronger. Soon after, snowflakes were falling.

It's snowing.
Chapter completed!