The lively and joyful scene on the side of the blue sea and clouds, and the coast side is also nearing the end, and the ground on the shore is full of mutilated corpses at this moment.

Xu Lao sat on the ground covered in blood, a saber pierced him in his chest, blood was constantly spurting out of his mouth, but there was a hint of relaxation in his eyes.

All the people in the sixth game were killed, and the members brought by the three popes were not left, and the pope was kneeling not far away at the moment, his crutches had been inserted from behind and pinned him to the ground.

The head-lowerer's neck had been torn, and if examined closely, the ribs in her chest had all broken and pierced into her heart.

The worst thing is still the number of gods, the arms are gone, half of the head has been shattered, and the corpse is lying on the ground** mixed with blood flowing out.

Ahem, ahem!

Xu Lao suddenly coughed violently, gritted his teeth and pulled out the saber on his chest, and was still weakly on the side, using his last strength to take out the mobile phone.

After dialing Zhang Ling's phone number, the call was answered almost immediately, "Your Excellency, how are you?"

Xu Lao said weakly: "Remember what I said, let Zhao Fan serve as the next director of the Sixth Bureau, although Zhao Fan does not have enough strength now, but once he grows up, he will definitely be stronger than me." ”

Zhang Ling sobbed in a low voice on the other side of the phone, and Xu Lao said slowly: "Don't cry, life is like this, now I can't see that stinky boy's wedding, let me listen to the voice." ”

Listening to the promises made by Zhao Fan and Song Yuning on the other side of the phone, Xu Lao's face showed a relieved smile, the hand holding the mobile phone also slowly slived, and his tired eyes gradually closed.

In about a minute, Zhang Ling called a few times into the phone, and after finding that no one answered, she couldn't help but burst into tears in an instant, covered her mouth and ran out of the blue sea and clouds, hiding in the corner and crying loudly.

After Zhao Fan and Song Yuning exchanged rings in the hotel, the host announced that the banquet could be started, and the people present today were all people with heads and faces in Huanghai City, and even those business tycoons who were in the stadium at the beginning.

Zhao Fan took Song Yuning to toast from table to table, and after a round, Zhao Fan suddenly found that he didn't see Xu Lao's figure, or even Zhang Ling.

"Yu Ning, didn't Xu Lao and Zhang Ling come?"

Song Yuning was also looking around suspiciously, "I haven't seen Mr. Xu, but Zhang Ling, I obviously saw it this morning, and I was filming us with my mobile phone." ”

Zhao Fan didn't pay much attention to this when he heard this, but Zhang Wenshuo walked over with a pale face, and turned his head to Zhao Fan to the side to speak.

Song Yuning is such a shrewd character, smiled politely and turned around and walked towards Li Meishu's table, Zhao Fan was pulled aside by Zhang Wenshuo and asked, "What are you doing?

Zhang Wenshuo didn't have the heart to joke, "I received a call from my grandfather just now, Xu Lao died!"

Zhao Fan was slightly stunned, "Which old Xu?"

Zhang Wenshuo was suddenly a little anxious, "Which old Xu can it be, of course he is the director of the sixth bureau!"

Smack!

The wine glass in Zhao Fan's hand fell directly to the ground, and he couldn't believe his ears, how could Xu Lao, who seemed to him almost invincible, die?

took out his mobile phone and made a call directly to Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling received the call and walked in with a smiling face, but Zhao Fan asked Xu Lao directly.

Zhang Ling reluctantly told the matter, Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and listened, clenching his fists tightly, because he stabbed his nails into his palms too hard, and drops of red blood flowed out.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Zhang Ling cried and said, "Elder Xu knows that it is not easy for you and Song Yuning, how can he let others ruin your wedding?"

Zhao Fan raised his head to prevent his tears from flowing out, and then said: "Zhang Wenshuo, I only have one request now, after cremating Xu Lao's body, send his ashes to my home, and from now on Xu Lao will be my Zhao Fan's own grandfather!"

Because it was his own wedding, although Zhao Fan was sad, he insisted until the end of his wedding, and after sending everyone away, Zhao Fan finally couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

Since he met Xu Lao, Xu Lao has been in the old self and fire many times, and his feelings for Xu Lao are completely like relatives.

After Song Yuning learned the news from Zhang Wenshuo, he came to Zhao Fan's side and comforted him softly: "Zhao Fan, Xu Lao can be said to have sacrificed too much, all we can do is to make the sixth game strong and repay him." ”

Zhao Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, "Old Xu, don't worry, as long as I Zhao Fan lives for a day from now on, I will never let anyone violate Huaxia in the slightest!"

After the wedding night, Zhao Fan immediately went to the sixth game to report, and the above knew what happened in the sixth game, and immediately selected some outstanding people to enter the sixth game.

Zhao Fan sat in Mr. Xu's office, looking at all the items used by Mr. Xu in a daze, and Song Yuning on the side brought a cup of tea and put it on the table.

"I'll be here with you from now on. ”

Zhao Fan looked at Song Yuning and smiled faintly, "Okay, in the future, the two of us will take care of the sixth game together, and we can't let Xu Lao's spirit in the sky chill." ”

After opening the drawer, Zhao Fan saw that there was a letter inside, which said that Zhao Fan had opened it in person, and after Zhao Fan opened it, he found that Xu Lao had written it for him.

The above persuaded Zhao Fan not to be sad, let Zhao Fan work hard to strengthen the sixth game in the future, and be sure to protect every interest of Huaxia, and not let those tigers and wolves in the outside world take advantage of it.

Zhao Fan almost finished reading the letter with red eyes, put down the letter and took a deep breath, while Song Yuning gently rubbed Zhao Fan's temples and comforted him silently.

At this time, Zhang Ling walked in directly, "Zhao Fan, just now..."

When he saw that Song Yuning was also there, he immediately closed his mouth, Song Yuning picked up the teacup on the table and said with a smile: "You talk, I'll go and change the tea first." ”

After Song Yuning went out, Zhang Ling continued: "I received news just now that the newly succeeded Pope announced that he was going to war with us, how should we deal with it now?"

When Zhao Fan heard this, he stood up directly, moved his body gently, made a crackling sound, and said in one breath: "Is this the sixth game that I just took office and thought that we were easy to bully in the sixth game? ”

Turning his head to look at the old Xu Lingzhi placed behind him, Zhao Fan walked over and picked up three sticks of incense, lit them, and respectfully inserted them into the incense burner bowl.

Zhang Ling also walked over and bowed to the spiritual position, then looked at Zhao Fan and asked, "What should I do?"

Zhao Fan said with a wicked smile: "You are going to go with me immediately, I want to see what confidence this new pope has." ”

Turning around and walking towards the door, Zhao Fan said in high spirits: "From now on, all the forces in the world are counted, and I am respected in the sixth game of Huaxia!"