After coming out of the Fengxing Building, Yan Feng kept an eye on the news from the Phoenix Organization. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Before Yun Ni and the others left the volcano, Yan Feng guessed the situation when he returned home, and he knew that he needed the Phoenix Organization to help them at a critical time, so he told Yun Ni about his contact information.

Yan Feng knew that the Phoenix Organization was an organization that spread to every corner of the Chinese land, and their power was far stronger than his own, so the moment Zhong Shao lost contact, Yan Feng immediately contacted the Phoenix Organization without thinking too much.

However, this time, the speed of the Phoenix organization was not as fast as he imagined, it was always procrastinating, and it had been so long since they came out of the building, and their people were just ready to go.

This inevitably makes Yan Feng feel that they are not intentionally doing this, how can they do this at this critical time?! You must know that as long as they go a little late, Zhong Shao may die.

Yan Feng didn't dare to have any delay, and kept speeding forward.

In a corner of Binhai Avenue, Zhong Shao stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's trouser legs, and shouted with difficulty: "Mobile phone...... Money...... To you, money...... Purse...... Give me ......."

The man in the hat shook off Zhong Shao's arm with a kick, and then said to the fat man: "Big brother, is this guy dead-eyed, why do you have to ask for this wallet?" ”

The fat man stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your wallet and let me see if there is a bank card hidden in it." ”

The man in the hat handed the wallet to the fat man, who took it and began to check it.

"Huh?" The fat man exclaimed, took out a photo from his wallet, and said, "This chick looks quite peugeot-"

Zhong Shao spat out a mouthful of blood and said word by word: "Return...... To give...... I ......"

The fat man squatted down, shook the photo in front of Zhong Shao, and then looked at Zhong Shao and said, "Don't you just want this photo?" Come on, get it yourself. ”

Zhong Shao stretched out his left hand with difficulty, trying to get the photo, but when he was about to reach the photo, the fat man suddenly moved the photo back.

"Come and get it," the fat man looked at Zhong Shao with a smile and said, "Want a photo?" Dream on. ”

After saying this, the fat man stood up, holding the photo in both hands and tearing it to shreds.

"Come on, don't you want a picture?" The fat man said, "Come and get it, this is the picture you want, you can take it, come and get it-"

"Don't—" Zhong Shao shouted in a heart-rending voice, his breath was particularly obvious in the air.

"What can you do with us?" The fat man pinched his waist and laughed and said, "We are clearly bullying you people, what a bunch of stupid people, what's wrong with bullying you?" We are the ones who are specifically bullying, and there is a law to protect us after bullying anyway. ”

The fat man said and kicked Zhong Shao's body again, then stuffed the money into his pocket and said, "Fatuma, let's go!" Let this guy freeze to death here slowly, no one will come to save him anyway, haha, let him die slowly here, we can not only escape the punishment of the law, but also let him die a little slower and more painful, it's great. ”

The man in the hat kicked Zhong Shao's head sharply before leaving, then turned around and walked towards the van with the fat man.

That kick happened to kick Zhong Shao's temple, and Zhong Shao passed out almost instantly.

What kept him open and refused to die was because he hadn't recovered the wallet and the photo.

The fat man grabbed his wallet and threw it into the sewer, and as for the photo, he raised it casually, and let the pieces fly in the wind.

The man in the hat followed the fat man into the van, and the two of them happily drove the van away.

Zhong Shao opened his eyes, which had become swollen into eggs, and saw a sign with Hui handwriting on the back window of the van.

Those shredded photos slowly flew in the air along with the snowflakes, Zhong Shao's whole body was completely devoid of any strength, he shouted one, two, three, in his heart, and then violently tried to roll forward, but still unsuccessful.

Zhong Shao watched his wallet fall into the sewer, but he didn't have anything to do. As for those photos, they were fluttering in the air, and Zhong Shao wanted to reach out to catch them, but found that they all seemed to have eyes, and they all ran to the other side.

His body had entered the paralyzed stage, Zhong Shao was feeling his body temperature dropping little by little, the flow rate of blood was gradually slowing down, the horn of death had sounded, and Ning Meng seemed to be waving at him in front of him.

I want to sleep.

Get some sleep.

Before Zhong Shao closed his eyes, he saw a fragment finally floating towards him.

That fragment happened to be Ningmeng's eyes, and seeing the photo slowly falling, Zhong Shao seemed to see Ningmeng, and he laughed softly.

The wallet was a birthday gift from Ning Meng to him, and after many years, Zhong Shao still refused to lose it, and that photo was a photo of the two of them standing under the loquat tree together.

In the photo, he in a black tunic and her in a cyan cheongsam match perfectly, like a match made in heaven.

The reason why Zhong Shao clutched his wallet and refused to let go was precisely for this reason, he was going to end his life today, but he wanted to be able to see her one last time when he left this world.

Under the street lamp, Zhong Shao lay in the snow and panted for more and less breath, watching the debris fall with the snowflakes, he tried his last bit of strength and raised his arm to grab the shard.

However, just as the fragment was about to fall into his hand, a cool breeze blew over, and the fragment was blown away in an instant.

"Ningmeng—"

Zhong Shao cried out loudly and called out the name, a name he had never dared to face.

He stared at the debris as it slowly fell into the sewer, and cried bitterly and shouted, "God, you don't have eyes!" ”

"Poof—"

Zhong Shao suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and fell down with his straight waist in one breath, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

Things in front of me are getting more and more blurry, the temperature of the body is getting lower and lower, the brain can't turn, and the breathing is getting slower and slower.

His eyes finally ......

Finally closed.

One small flower bloomed, and the other thanked again.

Life.

But it's only a snap of a moment. (To be continued.) )