Tong Fei reluctantly walked back and muttered in a low voice: "Don't forget that I'm a reporter, of course I have to dig up the news." ”

"If this news can be broadcast, your position under the leader's ass may not be able to sit still, and he knows that you are here, why didn't he notify you to go for an interview?" Tang Yang said angrily.

"If you don't go, don't go, I'm too tired these two days, I'm going to rest early tonight. Tong Fei pursed her lips and turned to walk to the upstairs room.

Early the next morning, the three of them went straight to the crematorium at the foot of the martyr's tomb mountain, and when they came to the bottom of the mountain, they looked up and saw that it was densely packed with people.

The three of them got out of the car and slowly moved towards the crematorium with the crowded crowd, there was not much to go, but they walked for almost half an hour to reach the gate of the crematorium, and the hot weather made Tang Yang and them sweat.

"There are too many people, so we won't go in, let's stay here for a while. Tong Fei said with a distressed expression, reaching out and touching the sweat on his forehead.

Tang Yang glanced up at the surroundings and said helplessly: "It's only like this, so many people can't even get into an ant." ”

After spending a long ten minutes in the hot weather, there was a commotion in the crowd in the crematorium compound, and someone shouted: "The farewell ceremony has begun, and those who want to go in to mourn are lined up." ”

In fact, a few of these people came to mourn Ren Xianwu, and basically all of them came to see the excitement.

Slowly, the people in front began to walk into the funeral home mourning hall, and when the first person came out, there was a trace of doubt on his face.

An hour later, the people in front of Tang Yang began to move forward, and the three of them slowly walked into the mourning hall with the flow of people.

Tang Yang frowned when he saw the body in the refrigerator, the mourning ceremony was to let the relatives and friends of the deceased take one last look at the deceased, but now Ren Xianwu's face is covered with a white cloth, and you can't see his face at all.

After they walked out, Hu Jun followed behind Tang Yang and whispered, "The figure of the person inside just now doesn't look like Ren Xianwu." ”

"yes, that's weird, why put a white cloth over your face. Tong Fei also said with a puzzled face.

Tang Yang looked at them and sighed, shook his head and said, "I suspect that he is not Ren Xianwu at all. ”

After saying that, he took a taxi back to the hotel, and after having lunch in the hotel restaurant, Tang Yang said goodbye to Tong Fei and the two and took the shuttle bus to Zhongzhou City at the bus station.

I didn't say anything, and drove directly to the shopping mall. As soon as they walked into the mall, the salesperson recognized them, greeted them warmly, and then hurriedly left to find the manager.

Three hours later, as the bus passed through a small town, it stopped at a rest stop in the town, and everyone on the bus went down to the bathroom or grab a bite to eat.

Tang Yang walked to a grocery store and bought a bottle of mineral water, and when he was about to get into the car, suddenly there was a scolding sound on the side of the road not far away, and he turned his head to look over and saw five or six fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers surrounding a man, a woman and two children.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a large, torn field uniform, and the girl was about eleven or twelve years old, and the little boy held the girl's hand tightly, and his body was in front of her.

"I advise you not to make trouble, otherwise Lao Tzu will bleed you. The little boy shouted fiercely.

"Hahaha, you little bastard, you don't even know who your father is, and you dare to say cruel things. One of the teenagers burst out laughing, waved his big hand and shouted, "Hit him for me!"

The boy suddenly exuded a ruthlessness that did not belong to his age at all, and quietly felt a dagger shining with cold light on his body.

Tang Yang's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of inexplicable light, only to see the boy's body shake, quickly rushed up, and then a teenager screamed, a blood flower splashed on his right shoulder, the boy's body shook rapidly, and the screams of panic and horror sounded almost at the same time, and the boy's body stopped in less than a minute, and the dagger was stabbing on the shoulder of a teenager.

"I tell you, it's okay to insult, but you can't insult my parents, and my dad is a hero. The boy said with a cold face, and after saying that, the boy's hand holding the dagger suddenly forced, and the boy screamed in horror again.

"Bang!"

The boy kicked the boy in the stomach, and the boy's body suddenly flew out more than a meter or two.

"There is such power at such a young age. Tang Yang looked at the little boy and whispered, turned around and walked towards the boy.

When the little boy saw Tang Yang coming over, his eyes flashed with vigilance.

When he got closer, Tang Yang's eyes suddenly shrank, and he realized that the little boy had a five-pointed star brooch pinned to his collar, and on it was a blood-red dragon, lifelike.

"Little friend, what's your name?" Tang Yang asked softly.

The little boy looked at Tang Yang vigilantly and didn't say a word.

"Is your father a soldier?" Tang Yang smiled and asked in a soft voice.

The vigilance in the little boy's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he gathered a mist, and whispered, "Uncle, do you know my father?"

"What's your name?" Tang Yang reached out and touched the little boy's head.

"Uncle, my name is Chu Yapeng. The little boy said.

"Chu Shixin's son?" Tang Yang asked suspiciously.

The little boy nodded heavily, Tang Yang showed a happy smile on his face, but his eyes were a little misty, his thoughts returned to the past, and the picture of that mission flashed in his mind.

In a large armed transport helicopter, in the cabin, Tang Yang gave each of them a pen and a piece of paper, which were suicide notes that they had to write before each mission.

The roar of the helicopter echoed in his ears, and Chu Shixin took off the brooch symbolizing the dragon soul team members and put it in the envelope with the suicide note.

"Captain, I feel that there is nothing left for them to die this time, so I will leave this brooch for them as a souvenir. ”

The team members handed over the suicide note to Tang Yang one after another, gunshots, explosions, a brother fell beside him, and Chu Shixin was covered in blood and held a heavy machine gun and fired wildly.

"Captain, hurry up, brothers, let's fight side by side again in the next life!"

The machine gun in Chu Shi's novice hand was still roaring, and it was not until all the bullets were clicked that his body slowly fell.

"Uncle!" Chu Yapeng shouted softly, and Tang Yang came back to his senses.

Tang Yang lowered his head and looked at the little boy, and said softly: "I not only know your father, but also are brothers with your father!"

Chu Yapeng's eyes flashed with tears, but he couldn't let the tears flow.

At this time, the teenagers had already run away without a trace, and Tang Yang said gently, "Where is your mother?"

Chu Yapeng turned around and pointed to a three-story building in the northernmost part of the town and said, "Mom, she works there." ”

Tang Yang took Chu Yapeng's hand with his left hand, and walked to the three-story building with his right hand over the little girl's hand, and when he got closer, he realized that this was a KTV.

As soon as they walked in, the six teenagers from before walked downstairs, followed by more than a dozen menacing middle-aged people.

When one of the teenagers saw Tang Yang, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Dad! ”

Tang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at a middle-aged man in front of him with a shaved head and a tattoo on his bare shoulders walking over.

"Little bastard, if I didn't see your mother and son pitiful, I let your slut mother work here, but you little cub actually stabbed my son with a knife. The middle-aged man said viciously.

Suddenly, there was a cry of pain from upstairs, followed by a woman's beating and scolding.

"You slut, my mother will give you food and give you a salary, it's better to feed the dog, your mongrel son stabbed my son, you have to pay for this medical bill, if you can't afford it, pick up the guest tonight, don't fucking pretend to be serious. ”

As the words fell, a woman's cry of pain was heard.

"Mom!"

Chu Yapeng roared angrily, broke free from Tang Yang's hand and ran upstairs.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man suddenly kicked Chu Yapeng in the stomach, and his thin body suddenly flew up and landed a few meters away with a thud.

"Brother Peng, Brother Peng....." The little girl immediately broke free from Tang Yang's hand and ran over crying.

Chu Yapeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly got up, and a cold cold glow flashed in his eyes.

Tang Yang slowly walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently pressed on his shoulder, and said calmly: "Chu Yapeng, you have to remember! Your Lao Tzu is a soldier, an iron-clad soldier, and you also have the blood of a soldier in your body. ”

Listening to Tang Yang's calm words, Chu Yapeng suddenly had a shuddering aura on his body, nodded heavily and said, "Uncle, you are right! My father once told me that no matter how strong the enemy is, even if he sheds the last drop of blood in his body, he will completely destroy the enemy." ”

Tang Yang's eyes flashed with a look of relief, he stretched out his hand and pointed upstairs and said, "Do you hear the sound upstairs?" Your mother is still waiting for you to rescue her, now take out all the strength that your father has trained you to kill them, remember! I won't help you, whether you can save your mother can only rely on yourself." ”

The dozen or so middle-aged people felt the aura on Chu Yapeng's body, and their faces were a little unnatural, especially when they heard Tang Yang's words, they couldn't help but shiver.

But when he looked at Chu Yapeng's thin body again, he suddenly felt ridiculous in his heart, he was just a child, and what was there to be afraid of.

"Hahaha," the middle-aged man suddenly burst out laughing, and said with a hideous face: "Little rabbit cub, kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu three times, and then let your mother take 50,000 yuan for medical expenses, and I will spare you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in front of him flashed, and he felt a chill in his chest, and the strength in his body was instantly drained, and he slowly lowered his head, and saw a dagger in his chest, and a small hand held on the handle of the knife, which was slowly turning.

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