Rusty Dragon

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

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Outside the carriage, the person knocking on the door was taken aback.


Jason had completely disrupted his train of thought.


He was clearly there, so why say he wasn't? I had investigated thoroughly.


As the man was still contemplating, the door to the public carriage opened.


Dressed in a khaki green woolen military overcoat, not wearing a service cap, with a fair complexion and a rounded chin, showing none of the experience and weathering of a military man but rather a somewhat slippery look; and not far from him, several soldiers had alighted from an automobile parked at the street corner, temporarily blocking the entire street.


In his memory, the military rank he held when he left service was supposed to be captain.


Moreover, he had no recollection of this man.


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