Liu Kunlun began to eat his severed head meal, he ate very slowly, very attentively, after all, this is the last meal in the world, he has a good amount of food, but he only ordered twenty strings, he doesn't want to die too ugly, it is said that the death penalty will be incontinent, Hero I, he can't tolerate it.

There are two guards to accompany him to eat, the prisoner before the execution is easy to break down, the guards keep talking to him, channeling his emotions, diverting his attention, Liu Kunlun is not emotionally abnormal, he also beckoned the two to eat together, drink two cups.

"We've eaten. The two guards waved their hands and refused, and they would not touch it.

"What kind of treatment will you be waiting for?" Liu Kunlun asked, he still didn't know how the death penalty was carried out here, and it was different according to the region, some places were shot, and some places were lethal injection.

The guard told him that it was an injection, that there was no pain, that it was like falling asleep, and that he was gone in his sleep, very peacefully.

Liu Kunlun smiled: "It's good to leave a whole corpse, but this is not enough, can I apply for a change of shooting, I have to face the muzzle of the gun and open a big hole in my head, that is the way for a man to die, but it is a pity that our country has abolished beheading, otherwise I will choose to behead, find an experienced master, the ghost head knife is bright, and look at it roundly, it is called a pleasure." ”

The two guards agreed, saying that they had also seen the prisoners before the execution, and none of them were as calm as you.

Liu Kunlun finished eating, the food was taken away, and he was left for a period of time to wash, he went to the toilet, excreted cleanly, washed his face, and the guard left an electric razor to shave him, his hair was a little messy, and he combed a scribbled big back head with his hands dipped in water, and he looked much more energetic.

The time for execution is approaching, first of all, the guards came in and put him in shackles, the forty-pound shackles are very heavy and thick, and he walks in a sparse manner, and some revolutionaries are brave and righteous, and of course the handcuffs must be worn, and then they are escorted out to verify his identity, and the people from the court and the procuratorate are present.

Liu Kunlun signed the execution letter and asked my family what to do, but was told that the family refused to attend, and only a lawyer came to see him off for the last time.

Xie Tianji is wearing a black suit today, and the tie is also pure black, he is very sorry to say sorry to the client, he lost the lawsuit, and he will go all the way.

Liu Kunlun handed him the suicide note and asked him to hand it over to his family, and Xie Tianji carefully put it in the inner pocket of the suit.

The execution site was not a detention center, but in a professional death penalty car, Liu Kunlun finally saw the sun outside, it turned out that it was only dawn at this time, more than a dozen police cars were parked in the courtyard, the public procuratorate and the law were complete, as well as special police armored cars and ambulances.

The condemned prisoner got into the car, and four tall bailiffs were in charge of escorting him, all wearing sunglasses and masks, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry guys, I'm sorry to make you angry. Liu Kunlun said.

The bailiffs ignored him.

Liu Kunlun is doing his best to show heroism, he is not afraid of death, this is a fact recognized by all those who know him, no one has brushed shoulders with death many times like him, but when death changes from an emergency to a long wait, the nature is different, and no one understands how tormenting and torture this is.

The convoy set off, and Liu Kunlun wanted to sing twice on the way, but when he thought of his mother, he suddenly lost interest.

The execution place is in an empty place in the suburbs, it is already spring, the grass and trees are full of life, and the sound of birds can be faintly heard, Liu Kunlun said Don't you say that you should be executed after the autumn, Why do you kill people in spring, you don't pay attention to it.

No one answered his words, and someone helped him tie his trouser legs tightly, Liu Kunlun knew how to do it, and knew that this was a measure to prevent the incontinence of the condemned prisoner from getting everywhere.

The prisoner was transferred to an RV, the carriage was specially decorated, the core equipment was a bed, Liu Kunlun lay down as required, and the bailiff untied his handcuffs and shackles, at this moment Liu Kunlun flashed the idea of hurting people, but it was immediately dispelled, it was meaningless, except for causing a bullet hole for himself.

He was lying on the death penalty bed, his hands and feet were firmly fixed, and the doctor in a white coat and mask came to take his blood pressure and pulse, blood pressure was 160-110, pulse rate 120 beats per minute, and he was highly nervous.

The doctor nodded, indicating that this data is normal and can be executed.

Liu Kunlun had a tiny needle inserted into his arm for venom to be pushed into the vein.

"Close your eyes and take a deep breath. The doctor said.

Liu Kunlun felt that these eyes were a little familiar, but at the moment he didn't have the heart to think too much, the time to stay in the world was only a few seconds, he was only starting to be nostalgic now, there were still many people who didn't say goodbye, there were still a lot of things to do, why did he die!

"Relax, it's over quickly. The doctor said again.

In the RV parked side by side with the execution car, there was also a person lying down, but he was not tied to the bed, he was Wang Huayun, dressed in a hospital gown, full of silver hair, described as withered, surrounded by monitoring instruments, and his vital signs were intact.

The execution of the death penalty begins, there are three execution buttons, and the three executioners press them at the same time, but only one of them is connected to the power supply, which can reduce the psychological shadow of the executioner.

The power was turned on, the automatic injection system began to work, Liu Kunlun's eyes widened, and he watched the venom in the disposable syringe injected into his vein through the thin tube, and soon had a reaction, he was groggy, his eyelids drooped, and his life experience of more than 20 years flashed in front of his eyes.

There was a straight line on the ECG monitor, and Liu Kunlun died.

All the staff quickly took action, opened a door, and pushed Wang Huayun and the others into the bed......

Half an hour later, Liu Kunlun got out of the execution car, he had already changed his clothes, a fleece cardigan, corduroy pants, soft leather flats, he walked back and forth on the grass, walking slowly, as if he was adapting to something.

Several paramedics were by his side, holding crutches and ready to go up to meet them.

"Not bad. Liu Kunlun raised his head, his eyes deeper and more determined than before.

"Boss, what will we call you in the future?" asked a staff member.

"From now on, my name will only be Wang Haikun. The man who was called the boss replied.

Xie Tianji handed over a piece of paper: "Boss, that person's suicide note." ”

Wang Haikun looked at it, tore it up and threw it in the wind, stretched out his hand, the staff handed over his pure gold ivory inlaid nanmu cane, the boss waved the cane, walked away like a fly, and all the personnel immediately closed the stall and left, leaving only a messy rut mark.

……

Two days later, an obituary was reported in the news broadcast, Mr. Wang Huayun, an outstanding social activist, a well-known patriot, and a well-known industrialist in Hong Kong, died in Beijing at the age of 86 due to ineffective medical treatment.

The director also gave Wang Huayun in the crystal coffin a shot, and the old man's face was serene and lifelike.

Liu Yimeng did not learn about his brother's acquittal through television, and lawyer Xie's assistant called after that, saying that it was because of Wang Huayun's sudden death, which led to a dramatic reversal of the situation, and the country needed the Wang family, so Liu Kunlun was pardoned.

After learning this major good news, Liu Yimeng was not surprised, but was suspicious, saying that life is life, and death is death, what is going on, she called Su Qing to ask, Su Qing was vague, only said that Liu Kunlun was too busy and has not seen it yet.

"After you see him, let him go home, Mom misses him, it's okay to make a phone call. Liu Yimeng asked like this, and after making the call, she was faintly worried that her brother had been released, but she didn't call back to report his safety, which was not like his style.

On the other side of the phone, Su Qing was also worried, Liu Kunlun had returned safely, but he didn't think to come back to see himself, and plunged into the palace to handle his father Wang Huayun's funeral, and he wanted to help but was blocked from driving, what does this mean, maybe he has fallen out of favor, alas, men don't have a good thing.

Not only did Su Qing think that he had fallen out of favor, but Jian Ai and Feng Yuan also felt that they had fallen out of favor, after Kun Shao returned, he didn't look at them directly, but reused the old people in the palace, and these people who had contributed to the dragon were marginalized.

Li Ming realized that he rushed back from Tibet, he first met with a group of female generals, and after understanding the situation, he comforted them and said that it was okay, Kunlun What kind of character you don't know, now he has inherited a big position, and he needs to envelop the old people, and he will reuse his own people as soon as he comes up, too reckless, regardless of the overall situation, rest assured, we will all have new positions in a few days.

But this day never came, Li Ming learned from the side that Liu Kunlun retained all the old systems after staying in the palace, and even Wang Huayun's recipes did not change, and he was also comfortable in dealing with people and things, and he was sophisticated.

Li Ming asked for an audience and was approved, he came to the palace study, and saw Chao Xiaochuan coming out of it, and nodded with a smile and said congratulations.

"Together, we have two drinks together. Li Ming also responded kindly, he bet on the right one, Liu Kunlun finally became the helmsman of the Wang family, at this moment he was fierce and full of ambition, walked into the study and sat down naturally, shouting Kunlun.

Wang Haikun frowned: "What are you calling me?"

"Kunlun. Li Ming was stunned, although Kun Shao had two names, the official name Wang Haikun had always been his rejection, and he liked others to call himself Brother Kunlun, Kunlun, or the vague Kun Shao was also okay.

"You should call me boss. Wang Haikun said.

"Yes, boss. Li Ming stood up, "Boss, I'm here to ask for a few of them, ...... the work arrangement?"

"I'll arrange it. Wang Haikun said that he sat on a carved chair and looked like his father.

"Boss, do you want me to continue with the people I am looking for in Tibet?" Li Ming asked subconsciously.

"Go on. Wang Haikun said.

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were silent, the order to find the hermit was issued by Wang Huayun, but Wang Haikun naturally said the word continue, it seems that his father explained thoroughly before his death.

Or rather...... Another answer.