Ye Zi was tragically killed in pursuit of fugitives and rescuing children in car accidents, and her sacrifice was glorious, great, and awe-inspiring.

Under the full publicity represented by Mu Po, Ye Zi's heroic deeds were widely spread in Binzhou City, and the citizens were all in awe of the young girl's righteous blood.

According to the new law, this kind of heroic act can be rated as a martyr, and the Binzhou Municipal Public Security Department and the Association for Righteousness and Courage are already working on applying for the title of martyr for Ye Zi.

At the same time, after learning that the parents of the heroic girl were old and frail and living in difficulty, many conscientious enterprises and units took the initiative to lend a helping hand and enthusiastically donate.

In the list of donated enterprises, there is a black and white network company with an average amount of 200,000 yuan, ranking among the best.

Yezi's memorial service was held at the Binyi Hall in Bincheng District. On the way to the funeral home. Everyone is inevitably sad when they talk about leaves. At the same time, he was even more indignant at Du Ziwei.

When everyone asked what kind of punishment Ouyang Liuse Du Ziwei would get, Ouyang Liuse changed his usual gentle expression, and a trace of coldness appeared on his beautiful face-

"Du Ziwei is ruthless, he has completely annihilated human nature, and for people like him, ordinary death is no longer enough to wash away his sins."

Yes, people like Du Ziwei and Pang Yan are too hard to read, and it would be too cheap if they died happily.

So what is an extraordinary death?

Is a bloody and painful death like Sculi an ordinary death?

At this moment, everyone in the car was looking forward to the death of the two people, and they were all eagerly waiting for the final ending.

When they were about to arrive at the funeral home, everyone got out of the car, and each of them bought a large wreath for the leaves, and all five people were sitting in the same car, and the five wreaths just crowded the other.

The Eryang group also discussed, Ye Zi likes motorcycles, and when she comes to sweeping the grave, she must remember to burn her the best paper motorcycle......

The location of the funeral home is very remote, the environment is quiet, everyone got out of the car at the door, and walked into the hall with heavy steps.

The solemn and solemn decoration of the auditorium echoed with sad music, and a huge electronic display screen hung on the wall directly behind, which read: Comrade Ye Zi Memorial Service.

On the left and right sides of the auditorium hang vertically a large white couplet, on which are written vigorous and powerful black characters: Sacrifice has been a person, go to the soup to see the righteousness and courage.

Under the electronic display screen is a long table, with a black border in the middle, a huge frame decorated with small white flowers, and the leaves in the photo are bright and bright, which is so pure and lovely.

On the walls to the left and right of the auditorium are hung banners of relatives and friends, the remains of leaves are placed in front of the long table, and the surrounding screens around the funeral bed are decorated with flowers, creating a huge inscription. Countless wreaths and baskets lined up on both sides of the bed, and the inscriptions on the wreaths were filled with the names of city leaders and high-ranking public security officials.

Mu Zixu and others laid a wreath, said goodbye to Ye Zi's body, looked at the young and beautiful girl on the portrait, Mu Zixu remembered the tragic bloody battle at the gate of the Beiwu pig farm, the girl who wore motorcycle clothes, was petite and general, but could always rush to the front and escort her companions......

Mu Zixu thought of Han Fan again, thought of Du Jinse, and thought of Li Su, whose life and death were uncertain.

Combat is brutal, and there will always be sacrifices in every battle between good and evil, but when the victim becomes a familiar friend around him, it is so unacceptable.

Ye Zi is an only child, and her parents are already old people with gray temples, and at this time, the two old people stood tremblingly in front of their daughter's portrait, and their movements were stiff and the guests came and went to thank them. The two old men had dull expressions and empty eyes, and the heavy blow from the white-haired man to the black-haired man had obviously put them on the verge of a mental breakdown.

After saying goodbye to Ye Zi, Ouyang Liuse, Meiyu and others stepped forward to comfort the old man, Mu Zixu felt that his mood was extremely heavy, and the sad and depressing atmosphere in the hall suffocated him.

He strode out of the funeral parlor to the gate, tilted his head and exhaled a mouthful of turbidity.

Immediately, he was surprised to find that there was a person standing under the tree not far in front of him, dressed in black, wearing sunglasses, with a lonely expression, staring at the sky in a daze.

Black impermanence!

It turned out to be black and impermanent.

Hei Wuchang drank a lot of wine during the meal, and when he sent Li Tian back to the hotel, he was still looking for a substitute driver, Mu Zixu thought that he must be lying in the hotel at this time, but he didn't expect him to suddenly appear here to look at the clouds, it was just unusual!

Mu Zixu stepped forward and stood side by side with Hei Wuchang, also looking up at the clouds.

The sky was blue and pure, and the white clouds changed shapes, like an invisible white paintbrush smearing and erasing on the blue base.

For the appearance of Mu Zixu, Black Impermanence didn't seem to be surprised at all.

His whole life has been creating accidents and taking advantage of accidents, and perhaps nothing in this world can surprise him anymore.

"What do you think that cloud looks like?"

The two stood silent for a while, and Hei Wuchang suddenly asked.

"Like ...... Sword, a big sword. Mu Zixu said as he carefully observed the shape of the cloud.

"That's right, a sword, a sharp blade hanging over the city." Hei Wuchang said meaningfully, retracting his gaze and looking at Mu Zixu: "There is a little secret that I haven't told you yet, my dream was to be a writer, to live a life like you are now, to write my own stories and share them with more people, and at the same time to make a living from it...... I used to think it was a very happy thing. ”

"Really? That...... Have you ever written a book? Mu Zixu asked excitedly.

"I've written one, but it's terrible." Hei Wuchang laughed self-deprecatingly, and then changed his words, obviously not wanting to continue discussing this issue: "But then something happened that made me change my ideals. There are too many evils in this world that go unpunished, good people grovel and struggle to survive, bad people are drunk and happy, and the balance of good and evil has long been out of balance. So I decided not to hold a pen anymore, I wanted a sword, I wanted to turn myself into a powerful sword! I'm going to sanction them in my own way! ”

Mu Zixu listened quietly, this was the first time he had seen Hei Wuchang speak in such a tone with strong emotions.

The gaze behind the black impermanence sunglasses was cast into the air again: "Later, I met Six Colors, Uncle Li, and then I met more and more like-minded people, and we formed a team—the Grim Reaper Team." ”

"Is it Qianyan, Dijie, and the Wind Shadow?" Mu Zixu asked softly.

Hei Wuchang nodded lightly and continued: "As the Grim Reaper team grows in wings, our Sword of Justice becomes more and more powerful, but at the peak, we encountered a particularly strong opponent, it was a long battle to the death, much more cruel than this fight with Pang Yan and Du Ziwei, that is, in that battle, we lost two of our loveliest partners - Feiyang, Xiaolife. ”

Mu Zixu held his breath, he sensitively noticed that there was a trace of inconspicuous tremor in the black impermanence tone, if he hadn't tilted his head, maybe there would have been tears falling.

Fei Yang and Xiao Ming exchanged their sacrifices for victory in that battle. Since then, I've vowed to protect everyone around me and I won't allow any more to happen to my partner...... Then we made a comeback, and from the very beginning of planning the game of changing lives, I put a lot of effort into security, using every means to ensure the safety of every player as much as possible......"

Speaking of this, Hei Wuchang paused, swept his gaze to the door of the funeral parlor not far away, sighed and continued: "However, in the end, I was negligent, Han Fan, Du Jinse, Ye Zi...... I didn't protect them...... We've lost their ...... forever."

Mu Zixu felt his heart tighten on the side, the loss of his comrades made his heart twist, but the impermanence of black impermanence made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Of course, he believes in the sincerity of black impermanence to every gamer, but the contest between justice and evil is cruel, the evil side is insidious and cunning, the battle situation is unpredictable, what kind of natural and man-made disasters and various accidents may be staged at any time, I am afraid that even if it is a real immortal, it is impossible to guarantee that in every operation, everything can go smoothly according to the plan set in advance.

What's more, Black Impermanence and his team are not gods, but people, ordinary people with flesh and blood! They can only do it with all their heart, but how can they always be clever?

So Mu Zixu wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know what to say, and in the face of a person like Hei Wuchang, he suddenly felt pale in terms of language.

"Leaf is the one who is our life-changing game, and always will be." Hei Wuchang paused for a few seconds, turned his head to stare at Mu Zixu and said seriously, "Now that she is gone, we will be responsible for the aftermath of her parents and relatives." You know what to do, right? ”

Mu Zixu puffed up his chest: "I understand!" ”

Hei Wuchang's gaze swept to the surrounding scenery, and said meaningfully: "Tomorrow I and Six Colors will leave, and from tomorrow, you and Meiyu will be fully responsible for the most united, large-scale, and influential righteous division in this city...... I believe in your abilities, but I would like to conclude by emphasizing: safety! I hope that no matter what the circumstances, your top priority is the safety of your players, no matter what the circumstances! ”

Hei Wuchang deliberately repeated these words at the end, each word was sonorous and powerful, and seemed to carry a thousand powers.

Mu Zixu nodded vigorously, and instantly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier.

"Okay, let's go, let's go to the cemetery together! They're waiting! Hei Wuchang patted him on the shoulder, and his tone suddenly became relaxed.

Mu Zixu looked up and saw that Ouyang Liuse, Meiyu and the others had already come out and were waiting for them in front of the car at the door.

Impunity, at present, it is only to defeat their minions, and the real decisive battle is still to come......