v3 Chapter 21： Anthem of Heroes in the Fire

Joseph's roommates were also awakened by the noise outside, and all four of them gathered around the window to look at the fire.

Outside the house, someone was already walking and putting on clothes, clamoring and rushing to the fire.

"Look, that direction, isn't that where the mob boss Jack Iron Hand lives here? God has opened his eyes?" said the young writer among the four.

"Have you been dizzy when writing a script recently? Who would dare to go to the house of Jack the Ironman." The painter smacked his lips.

The four discussed at the window for a while.

The fire outside seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and there seems to be more and more people going to the fire point to check the situation.

The four down-and-out artists in total, in this noisy situation, I feel I can't sleep anymore, so I plan to put on my clothes and go to the fire place.

……

The residence of Jack the Iron Hand.

Outside the fence, a large group of people surrounded Wuyangyang.

The crowd gathered together, watching the fire inside the wall, but no one was willing to set out to fight the fire.

On the contrary, people seem to be happy to see this scene now, and there are even a few brave ones who have already hid in the crowd and clapped their hands.

Moreover, Jack Iron Hand’s residence was relatively independent, and there was a wall around it. The fire could not spread out. Even the residents living in the surrounding area did not worry about being affected by the fire.

"Innocent really opened his eyes?" When the painter walked outside the wall, he looked in disbelief, just whispered like this.

Other people in the crowd are also talking about it.

"This fire has been burning for so long and I haven't seen anyone escape. Are all that group..."

"It's good if you haven't escaped. It's a retribution for the wicked."

"But, there are still many girls caught in this wall, right?"

"Eh? Haven't you heard of it? When I just rushed over, I heard someone talk about it on the way. It seemed that I saw a large group of girls and went out to the outside of the town."

"You mean, those girls all escaped?"

"Probably so. Maybe there was a passing formidable adventurer, a hero, who couldn’t understand that traffickers bullied men and women, rescued the girls who were caught, and then fired all the bad guys. It burned a clean mile."

"……"

Joseph listened to the heroic story of a brain-filling idea by the neighbor, and watched the fire in the surrounding wall intensify, feeling inexplicably refreshed in his heart.

I have lived in Tiansang Town for a while, and this down-and-out musician also has a certain understanding of the evil deeds of the Iron Hand Jack gang.

These thugs will kidnap children and women from everywhere.

The children take control and become beggars to beg and make money for them. Women will be locked up and subjected to their inhumane torture, and then sold to some wealthy people or sold into flea dens.

Joseph knew these things, just as the other residents in the town knew these things.

But they are ordinary people, they just want to live their lives well, no one has the ability to compete with Jack the Iron Hand.

And since they are ordinary people, they will look forward to it a little bit, hoping that one day, a certain hero will come out to fight on their behalf, to defeat the darkness and evil they cannot resist.

Perhaps today, this hero really appeared.

The fire in the wall is still, the sound of burning and peeling keeps on, and the hot air is pouring out wave after wave.

The air is full of the smell of burning wood, the smell of smoke and dust, and there is also a faint smell of burnt meat.

Joseph retracted his gaze from the fire and turned to the surrounding crowd casually.

And at this time, about three positions away from him, Joseph saw a somewhat familiar person.

Although the other party was wearing a hat, Joseph barely recognized his face.

It was a young and handsome gentle face. Under the light of the fire, a pair of rare black pupils appeared extremely deep.

Joseph remembers that it was this gentleman who rewarded himself with some bronzes in the evening. Afterwards, conflict broke out in the street with Soba and others under Jack the Iron Hand.

Finally, the wicked Sobha gang were severely repaired by this gentleman.

"This gentleman did not leave Tiansang Town?" Joseph thought in his heart, and looked at the black-eyed gentleman a few more times.

The more I look at it, the more Joseph feels wrong.

Although this gentleman is standing in the crowd, watching the skyrocketing flames inside the wall like everyone else, he seems to be obviously different from others.

Other people watching, their expressions are either surprised or cheerful. Although they are different, their expressions are very rich.

Only this gentleman, he has no expression.

He just watched the fire in the wall very calmly, just watching that, letting the blazing fire reflect in his black eyes.

The fire inside the wall has not diminished at all, but in the rioting crowd, some people have already turned and left.

Joseph noticed that the young and mysterious gentleman was also among the first people to leave.

However, before he turned and left, he kept his eyes on Joseph.

The young gentleman raised his eyebrows at Joseph and nodded slightly, then lowered the brim of his hat with one hand and walked out of the crowd with ease.

"That gentleman, he seems to have noticed that I was looking at him a long time ago." Joseph thought in his heart.

The down-and-out musician also turned around slightly, not knowing why, he had a strong urge to watch the gentleman leave.

So Joseph saw--

The young gentleman has a tall and straight back figure.

Behind him, Dan Hong's fire was shining, and in front of him, there was no lighted, pitch-black slum block.

The hot airThe rising firelight and the sound of the building decayed and collapsed, did not attract the gentleman to look back, even if he looked back.

He walked calmly and calmly into the darkness ahead, and sank into the darkness.

"A real hero, he never looks back at the sea of ​​fire he made." For no apparent reason, such a sentence popped out of Joseph's mind.

Joseph did not know whether there was a connection between the fire tonight and the young gentleman.

But he couldn’t help himself. Using the image of that gentleman as the prototype, he made up a story like this——

The lonely hero, alone, has gone through countless twists and tribulations, shaking the dark and evil forces in the place where the clouds and rain can be turned with his hands, and finally washed away all the evil with a fire under the dark sky. In the dark.

A thrilling hero story!

Joseph turned his head, the fire behind him was still prancing.

The thoughts in his heart also leap again, inspiration emerges, and the already exhausted creative desire is tumbling strongly and pouring out!

He wants to create a hero's hymn born in the fire!

Under the dark night, the fire in the house of Jack Iron Hand is still rising, rising, until everything that is visible and invisible in the surrounding wall is burnt to ashes, then it will fall into silence.