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

Outside the house, people have already begun to walk and put on their clothes, rushing towards the fire point noisily.

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

"Have you lost your mind after writing a script recently? Who dares to go to the residence of those who burned Jack the Iron Hand?" The painter smacked his lips.

The four discussed for a while by the window.

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

Together, the four down-and-out artists felt that they couldn't sleep anymore in this noisy situation, so they also planned to put on their clothes and go to the fire place to have a look.

...

Jack the Ironhand's residence.

Outside the wall, surrounded by a large group of people.

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

On the contrary, people seem to be very happy to see the current scene, and even a few bold ones have already hidden in the crowd and clapped their hands.

Moreover, Iron Hand Jack's residence is relatively independent, and there is a wall around it, so the fire cannot spread. Even the residents living nearby are not worried about being implicated by the fire.

"Have you opened your eyes?" When the painter walked outside the wall, he had an unbelievable expression on his face, and he just muttered in a low voice.

Others in the crowd were also talking.

"The fire has been burning for so long, and I haven't seen a single person escape. Are all those people..."

"It's better if you don't escape, it's called the wicked will be rewarded with evil."

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

"Eh? Haven't you heard? When I came here just now, I heard someone talking about it on the road. It seems that I saw a large group of girls heading out of the town."

"You mean, those girls escaped?"

"Maybe. Maybe there is a powerful adventurer passing by, a great hero, who can't understand that group of human traffickers bullying men and women here, rescued the captured girl, and then set fire to those bad guys. Burn it clean."

"..."

Listening to the heroic stories imagined by the people around him, and watching the fire in the wall intensify, Joseph felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

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

This mob will take children and women from everywhere.

The children are controlled and trained as beggars to beg for them to make money. The women would be locked up, subjected to their inhumane torture, and then sold to some rich man, or sold into a flea nest.

Joseph knew these things, as did the rest of the town.

But they are all ordinary people who just want to live their lives well. No one has the ability to compete with Iron Hand Jack and the others.

And since they are ordinary people, they will somewhat look forward to it, hoping that one day, a certain hero will be born to fight on their behalf, to overthrow the darkness and evil that they cannot resist.

Perhaps today, this hero really appeared.

The fire in the wall was still intense, the sound of burning and peeling was incessant, and the fiery air gushed out wave after wave.

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

Joseph looked away from the fire and turned casually to the crowd around him.

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

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

It was a young and handsome gentle face. Under the firelight, a pair of rare black pupils looked extremely deep.

Joseph remembered that it was this gentleman who tipped him a few coppers in the evening. Afterwards, a conflict broke out in the street with Soba and others, Jack's subordinates.

In the end, Soba and his gang were severely punished by this gentleman.

"This gentleman hasn't left Tiansang Town?" Joseph thought in his heart, and looked at the black-eyed gentleman a few more times.

The more he looked, the more wrong Joseph felt.

Although this gentleman was standing in the crowd, watching the flames soaring into the sky inside the wall like everyone else, he seemed to be significantly different from others.

The expressions of the other onlookers were either surprised or joyful. Although they were different, they all had rich expressions.

Only this gentleman has no expression at all.

He just watched the fire in the enclosure extremely calmly, just watching like that, letting the raging fire light reflect in his black eyes.

The flames inside the wall remained undiminished, but some people in the rioting crowd had already started to turn around and leave.

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

However, before he turned to leave, his gaze stayed 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 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. For some reason, he had a strong urge to watch that gentleman leave.

And so Joseph saw—

The young gentleman is tall and straight from the back.

Behind him, the red light of the fire shines, and in front of him, there is no light, and the dark poor neighborhood.

The scorching air, the rising flames, and the sound of the buildings collapsing did not attract the gentleman to look back, even once.

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

"A true hero never looks back at the sea of ​​flames he created." For no reason, such a sentence popped out of Joseph's mind.

Joseph didn't know if there was really a connection between the fire tonight and the young gentleman.

But he couldn't help himself, and based on the image of that gentleman, he made up such a story——

The lonely hero, alone, has experienced countless twists and turns and tribulations, shaking the dark and evil forces in the place where the clouds can be turned upside down, and finally, under the dark sky, he washed away all the sins with a big fire, retired after success, turned around and disappeared. in the dark night.

A soul-stirring hero story!

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

The thoughts in his heart were jumping again, inspirations emerged, and the already exhausted creative desires were surging and gushing out!

He wants to create an anthem of heroes born in the fire!

Under the dark night, the fire in Jack the Iron Hand's residence is still rising, rising, until everything visible and invisible in the wall is burned to ashes, and then it will return to silence.