His steps became slower and slower, shaking his somewhat dizzy head, trying to make himself sober, Wu Liang's eyes were still very calm.

There was already the sound of running footsteps in the courtyard, and the roars of the policemen were clearly visible, Feng Tang slowed down his movements and slowly put away the knife.

Wu An'an, who was behind Wu Liang, breathed a long sigh of relief, the police arrived in time, otherwise Wu Liang would not be able to hold on.

But Feng Long couldn't figure it out, seeing that he was about to kill this guy, why did his brother actually stop, this was completely unreasonable.

As the police appeared in front of the door that was kicked open by Feng Tang, the lights in the room suddenly dimmed, Wu Liang's eyes blinked slightly, and Feng Tang made a move in an instant.

The sharp embroidered spring knife, with a light whistling sound, slashed down towards Wu Liang, the speed was so fast that everyone couldn't react at all, including Wu Liang himself, only to see the silver light flash, and there was a sharp pain on his body.

That handle had already submerged into his chest, a few smiles flashed in Feng Tang's eyes, and in the end, he was victorious, facing the arrest of the police in time, but what could it be.

stabbed the knife heavily into Wu Liang's body, as if this was the only way to reassure him and see Wu Liang die in front of him.

Lowering his head and looking at the knife inserted into his chest, blood flowed out of the wound, Wu Liang felt that his throat was full of fishy smell, and the pain made him feel that he was about to faint, but he couldn't faint.

Raising his head and looking at Feng Tang, who was only about a meter away from him, with a triumphant smile on his face, Wu Liang's eyes seemed to be a little sluggish, his body leaned forward unconsciously, and the sharp embroidered spring knife pierced his body and stabbed out from behind.

The shouts of the police came from the door, and no one paid attention to them, except for Wu An'an's miserable cries.

It's a long story, but in fact, in an instant, the faces of the two brothers Feng Tang and Feng Long were full of victorious smiles, Wu An'an's face was full of misery, and there were stains of tears, Wu Liang's face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss, but it was just that, and there was no other expression.

Feng Tang's head was only a dozen centimeters away from Wu Liang, and the embroidered spring knife had completely pierced Wu Liang's body, only revealing a hilt: "I won, you can go with peace of mind, you will never understand the strength of the ancient warrior."

However, at this moment, Feng Tang suddenly had some bad feelings in his heart, and Wu Liang's eyes were filled with a smile, full of indescribable ridicule, and even some pity.

For such a long time, Wu Liang has been accumulating his body in addition to passive defense, and although he is seriously injured, his strength is not as bad as he imagined, at least it is much better than it seems.

The dagger of good quality, that is, the one that Feng Long brought, drew a graceful arc in the air, and slashed through his throat before Feng Tang dodged, and a bloody arrow gushed out and sprinkled on Wu Liang's body.

Feng Tang's eyes flashed with cruelty, and with the inertia of his fall, he pulled the embroidered spring knife out of Wu Liang's body with both hands, and the wound suddenly more than doubled.

The tall body fell heavily to the ground, except for the dust, there seemed to be no earth-shattering feeling, but at that time, Feng Long's heart seemed to have experienced a twelve-magnitude earthquake, and the unclimbable mountain suddenly fell in his heart.

"Brother, you'll be fine" One hand pressed the wound on Feng Tang's neck and knelt beside his brother, Feng Long's voice was like a wolf who had lost his partner.

Looking at the younger brother in front of him, a few smiles appeared on Feng Tang's face, and two words struggled out of his mouth: "Obedient" Except for him and Feng Long, no one else knew the meaning.

The big hand with blood stains, wanting to touch his brother's head, and no one to take care of his brother when he left, his father and mother would definitely be very angry, the originally powerful hand fell from the air, Feng Tangyuan left this world with his eyes open, but there was no remorse or resentment in his eyes, containing concern and warmth.

"Brother..."Feng Long's heart-rending voice rang in people's ears, hugging Feng Tang's corpse, making him feel a little lost, his only relative in this world is gone.

Zhang Xiaohu's figure appeared at the door, looking at the scene inside, he couldn't help but be a little silent, but the girl behind him didn't stop at all, Wu Liang's body was already half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, like a fish out of the water, and hallucinations began to appear in front of him.

His mother, his mountain-like father, the many godfathers in the prison, and the grandfathers who had died, appeared in front of him one by one, as if waving to him again, and his pale face smiled and his eyes slowly closed.

Su Qing closed his eyes, tears slid down his smooth face, and merged with Wu Liang's blood, and his white hand held Wu Liang's bloodstained hand, forming a stark contrast.

The ambulance was already on the way to arrive, letting Wu Liang's body lean on her body, Su Qing suddenly felt very helpless, maybe her mood was a little similar to Feng Long at this time.

"You killed my brother" Feng Long behind him suddenly picked up the knife from the ground and rushed towards Wu Liang and Su Qing, his red eyes full of boundless hatred.

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit half a meter away in front of Feng Long, as if it had been broken in the backbone in an instant, Feng Long squatted next to Feng Tang's corpse, threw the knife beside him, held his head and began to cry.

Zhang Xiaohu stood at the door, looking at Feng Long vigilantly, the two bomb disposal experts had already begun to disarm the time bomb on Wu An'an's body, because it was the most common kind of bomb, they dismantled it very quickly, but it was only a minute, and the danger had been completely removed.

Wu An'an's body slipped down from the chair, and looked at Wu Liang's face with his eyes closed, his tears had completely dried up, and he looked at it in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, his body was full of Wu Liang's blood, there was no expression on his face, and even his eyes were very empty.

The firetruck appeared outside whizzing, and the medical staff hurriedly came in with a stretcher, and after looking at the situation of the two, they checked separately, Wu Liang still had some breath left, but basically he was not saved, and he may not be able to make it to the hospital.

As for Feng Tang's body, it was okay to send it directly to the crematorium, and there was no need to even get on the firetruck, Su Qing looked at Wu Liang's body blankly, was carefully handled by the medical staff, and then carefully placed it on the stretcher next to him, his head empty

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