Sanada Sao also sighed, saying that Mr. Yokogami had passed away, and Ryoko Yokogami was handling her father's funeral, and then she would come to Haicheng to report on her work. Wang Feng nodded silently, and Sanada Sao said again: "Mr. Wang Feng is really a person who values love and righteousness, in this case, I won't bother." As he spoke, he took out a check and gently placed it on the table.

He bowed deeply to Wang Feng and said, "This is a little bit of meaning for our President Matsumoto and the White Chrysanthemum Society, please Mr. Wang Feng must accept it with a face." ”

Wang Feng said lightly: "Please also ask Mr. Sanada to convey my meaning to President Matsumoto, this time I am just for the sake of old friends, so I will not compete with you Bai Ju accountant, but I also ask him to strengthen the management of your association in the future, and don't have such a regrettable thing again." Oh, and of course my greetings, and this check, please take it back. ”

Sanada Sao agreed again and again, and put the check away again. He knew that Wang Feng didn't bother to take their Baiju Society's money at all, and if he insisted, he might be considered an insult, in that case, it would be very bad. So he accepted it when he saw it and quickly took his leave. Fortunately, there is a vice president of Hengshang who is a friend of Wang Feng, otherwise things may be a bit tricky.

Yokogami Masano told him that Wang Feng was a very dangerous and powerful figure, and if the branch of the White Chrysanthemum Society still wanted to maintain itself in Haicheng, he could only impress him if he came forward. This person eats soft and not hard, but he is very affectionate, especially when he sees himself like this, he will never refuse.

After President Matsumoto learned about it, he simply sent Yokogami's daughter Ryoko Yokogami over as the branch president, Ryoko Yokogami is very capable, and can be regarded as inheriting her father's advantages, and if she passes, Wang Feng will definitely not interfere with the daily work of the branch. On the contrary, once you encounter something, you can still ask him for help, which is really a good thing to do.

Wang Feng didn't expect Bai Ju to come to this hand, and he had no choice but to take one step at a time. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to expel the branch of the White Chrysanthemum Society from Haicheng completely, but now it seems that not only can he not drive them away, but he may also help them to some extent, because Ryoko Hengshan is the daughter of the deceased, and he still has to take care of her, which is the trouble of *.

Wang Sanren's verdict came down quickly, his case was very important, but it was not complicated at all, the facts were clear, the evidence was conclusive, and the impact was bad, so the court quickly made a verdict. On the eve of the execution, Zhang Yang came to see him and asked him if he had any other requests to make, and if possible, he would meet them.

Wang Sanren said that I have only one request, and that is to see Wang Feng. Zhang Yang frowned and said I can't promise you about this, because Wang Feng may not want to come to see you. Wang Sanren smiled faintly and said Director Zhang, just inform him, he will definitely come. Zhang Yang went out to call Wang Feng, and Wang Feng agreed without saying a word, saying that I would be there soon.

Wang Sanren didn't express any excitement after learning that his younger brother finally didn't come back to life, in fact, he also knew that this recipe was unreliable, but the other one felt that even if it was unreliable, it was worth trying, which made him do so many evil things. He was a little disheartened now, and he thought quietly every day in prison, and his impetuous heart gradually calmed down.

There is no doubt that murder pays for life, Wang Sanren also admits that this is a very fair rule, in fact, Zhang Yang has already told him that your case is certain to die, but you can submit a psychiatric evaluation, if you do have any mental problems, then you will never be sentenced to death. But Wang Sanren refused, saying that he was fine and not sick.

Of course, he knew that he was actually sick, but he really didn't want to toss now. Because he felt that if his younger brother was there, he would still have a little worry and rush, and once his younger brother died, he felt that it might not be interesting. It's not that he is not sick, but he is very sick, Wang Sanren is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that one day he will go crazy, he doesn't want to be crazy, he would rather die.

He also consulted a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist clearly told him that this was an incurable disease, and it would get worse and worse, as for whether he would go crazy in the end, the doctor didn't say, but Wang Sanren saw the answer in his eyes. At first, he thought he was just a little paranoid, or obsessive-compulsive, but later he learned that it was far from that simple.

As soon as he thought that one day he would go crazy and he didn't know himself, Wang Sanren felt unbearable, he would definitely not let himself live until that time. So when he noticed that his illness was getting worse and worse, he was ready to arrange his younger brother and leave, looking for a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to understand his life, but unfortunately his younger brother died of a terminal illness, which made his illness even more serious.

Otherwise, he would not have done such a heart-wrenching thing as killing people and digging out his heart, and now the so-called Seven Hearts can't save his younger brother if he is still alive, so why is he still alive? It is better to die early and give birth early, maybe he can still catch up with his brother to be brothers in the next life. It's just that in the next life, the younger brother is the elder brother, and the elder brother becomes the younger brother.

Zhang Yang said he would be executed by lethal injection, which is a relatively humane form of execution. Wang San couldn't help but say that it was death anyway, whether it was injected or shot, what was the difference? If he had to choose, he would rather choose to be shot, at least he would die more like a man.

It will be executed early tomorrow morning, Wang Sanren feels that he may not be able to sleep tonight, and there are still many things that he has not figured out after thinking about it for so many days, and he wants to use the last time of his life to continue thinking. Wang Feng arrived quickly, still carrying a large bag of cooked food and other things in his hand, and he couldn't enter at the door of the detention center.

Zhang Yang personally came out to take him in, or checked it according to the regulations, basically there was no problem, Zhang Yang waved his hand and let him in, he was about to withdraw, but Wang Sanren suddenly called out to him: "Director Zhang, can you take off all these things?"

Seeing Zhang Yang's hesitation, Wang Sanren chuckled, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he only heard a few crisp sounds of metal cracking. The handcuffs and shackles were all cracked by his internal strength, and seeing Zhang Yang open his mouth wide and unable to speak, Wang Sanren smiled again: "These things are useless to me." ”

Zhang Yang stopped the special police who were about to rush into the house, silently glanced at Wang Sanren, and then at Wang Feng, but saw that he had already begun to take things out of the plastic bag, ordered someone to lock the prison cell, and went out with his hands behind his back.

Wang Sanren saw what Wang Feng took out, and his heart moved. Daokou roast chicken smoked pig's trotters, Zhangjiakou's smoked sausage, donkey meat between the river burned. Haicheng is a big city with millions of people, and there are naturally all kinds of food from all over the country, not to mention the taste, the brand is written as authentic Hebei specialties. He smiled bitterly and said, "It turns out that you already knew that I was from the Eagle Claw Gate. ”

Wang Feng nodded silently, and suddenly took out a bottle of liquor from his arms as if by magic, but it was Hengshui Lao Baigan. He opened the cap of the bottle and handed it to Wang Sanren. Wang Sanren took it and raised his neck and took a big sip, good wine, this taste is really a long time coming. Gobbling up chicken, gnawing pig's trotters, eating donkey meat and burning it, the fragrant mouth is full of oil.

His appetite was really amazing, and he ate seven or eight points in a few moments, burped with satisfaction, and drank a big sip of wine. Suddenly smiled: "This is a guillotine wine, I won't let you." Wang Feng also smiled: "I don't drink anyway." Wang Sanren nodded: "Thank you, it's not that you came to see me, it's because you thank you for these things, so that I am a Hebei person in life and a ghost in Hebei when I die." ”

Wang Feng said: "Actually, I should thank you, those Japanese devils wanted to kill me, but you killed them all." Wang San couldn't help but be stunned and said, "It's not really a real one?" Wang Feng smiled and nodded. Wang Sanren suddenly couldn't help laughing, and the tears of laughter came down: "Then you don't have to thank me, I thought those Japanese devils were your people." ”

Wang Feng also smiled: "Are my people so easy to kill?" Wang Sanren nodded again and again, and gave a thumbs full of greasy: "Those brothers under your command are really amazing, especially that young man, they are very powerful! If they were in the forest that day, I wouldn't be able to drink your wine now, hahaha." ”

sighed for a while and said: "Except for that young man, the others are all soldiers, right?" Wang Feng nodded, this guy is really poisonous in his eyes, just after seeing each other, he can see the details of the small army with a few moves. Wang San forbearantly said: "Well, several of them have murderous aura on their bodies, it's too heavy, I don't think it's much better than me, but that young man hasn't killed anyone." ”

Wang Feng said: "That young man is my junior brother, called Baili Qingyun, he is still young, who is he killing? But when it comes to fighting, I am afraid that you and I may not be his opponent combined." Wang Sanren looked at Wang Feng for a while, and suddenly sighed and said: "Wang Feng, how good it would be if we were friends, if you know that you are such a person, I will not trouble you at all, alas...... Next life. ”

Wang Feng smiled and said, "A word is a certainty." "Zhang Yang told Wang Feng about Wang Sanren, although this guy is indiscriminately killing innocents, but he is not a vicious person. And Zhang Yang said that he may be suffering from some kind of mental illness, which led him to do such extreme things. So Wang Feng didn't hate him, if they could meet in the next life, Wang Feng was willing to be friends with him.

Wang Sanren let out a long sigh again, and suddenly said, "Wang Feng, I ask you for one thing. Wang Feng didn't think about it and said, "You say." "Wang Sanren said that I don't have any relatives in this world, and naturally there are no more in Haicheng, I want you to help me collect the body, don't cremate, just find a mountain and bury it, I think the mountain in front of your house is good."

Wang Feng smiled: "There are a lot of Japanese devils who have died there, aren't you afraid that they will find you trouble?" Wang Sanren laughed: "I don't think they have the courage to do it, if they look for me, it's better, won't you kill them again?" Wang Feng nodded and said Okay, I promise you. But if you bury it there, you can't erect a tombstone.

Wang Sanren said gloomily: "Everyone is dead, what name do you still have?" Suddenly, Zhang Yang knocked lightly on the door outside: "Wang Feng, it's almost there." Wang Feng agreed, and Wang San forbearantly said, "You go, I won't send you...... See you tomorrow. Wang Feng smiled and stood up: "See you tomorrow." ”

After coming out, he saw the brand-new torture equipment carried by several special police officers, Wang Feng said: "Forget it, he won't run, if he wants to run, these things can't lock him, everyone save some trouble." It's the last night, so let him sleep briskly. ”