Xing Shisan looked up at the sky, there was no trace of dawn in the low-pressure clouds, and he said in a low mood: "Today is cruel, tomorrow is even more cruel, and the day after tomorrow is very beautiful, but most people die tomorrow night, death may not be terrible, but if you can't personally witness the glory of the day after tomorrow, will you leave some regrets?"

The masked man was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed abruptly: "I don't need you to decide my affairs, you still care about whether you can see the sun tomorrow?" Kneel, it's my time, I can control it as much as I want. ”

With a "poof", he looked up to the sky and laughed madly, and at this moment, he asked a god to let whoever die, and no one could live past the sun tomorrow.

"Hit," between the lightning and flint, a command sounded, like a flash of light in the deep environment, and the two silver needles were mixed with the sound of machine guns, snipers, and wind with hatred.

At that time, the masked man only felt an irresistible pain and numbness in his hand, which made his hand lose his ability to move instantly, and seeing the controller in his hand fall off, his left hand wanted to make a gesture to pick it up, and there was a few momentum behind him, which should be the sniper rifle momentum, but he did not fall down because of this.

Still calm, as long as he got the controller, he didn't lose, and everything will explode with a bang, and the dust will settle completely.

"Do you want this?" Xing 13 took the controller and asked in a low voice.

The masked man was stunned, his eyes looked around, and the black-clothed man who was originally standing had all fallen to the ground. The military police around him slowly approached him.

Gently taking off the mask on his face, it was a bloodless face like a skeleton, which was terrifying.

He stood there, motionless, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and said in a half-loud voice, "Do you think you have won?" I'm just a substitute, a real professor is going to send you all to hell. ”

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, and the master is also in my hands." Xing Shisan looked at him leisurely and spat out a few words: "No matter how hard you try, evil will never be able to suppress the right."

The skeleton face was shocked, staring at the young face with resentment, the white foam at the corner of the mouth suddenly flowed out, and he laboriously spit out a word: "The organization will not let ...... go"

Before he could finish speaking, the man had fallen to the ground.

The wind blew gently, the low-pressure clouds dispersed in time, and the twilight sun stood on the parallel line in the west showing its last smile.

"Win, win", all parts of the motherland, there were bursts of roars, and people rushed to tell each other, exuding joyful smiles.

Today, they remember the soldiers of the Huaxia Republic and a young man named Xing Shisan, who has been deeply imprinted in their minds by the Chinese people.

The battle is over, but the finishing touches have not yet begun.

"One, please give instructions for the next step." Even if Xing Shisan is not the commander of the army, he has won the respect of anyone for what he has done today.

The two officers shouted a few times, but did not answer, and hurried over, although he was still standing, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have entered a deep coma.

"Call the medic quickly. Xiao Luo and Xiao Zhang carried him outside the campus, and the rest of the students exited the campus in an orderly manner, and notified the bomb disposal team to enter the park to carry out no dead angle discharge, and no one must be left. A middle-aged officer saw this situation and gave the most reasonable instructions.

Although the Plastic-1 bomb will not explode for no reason, even if it is stepped on, it will always be stuck in the throat if it remains underground, and if it is used again, it will inevitably set off another bloody storm.

Outside the campus, a medical vehicle had already been waiting for a long time, perhaps it was the first stab of Xing Shisan, and Ouyang had already made preparations.

"Blood transfusion, gauze," Lao Cai, who had been treated countless times and was hovering on the verge of death, was also frightened by his appearance at this time, even compared to the time when he fought with the spider, it was much more serious.

The wound that was simply treated, and he hurriedly urged him to leave, accompanied by Nan Nan and Blade.

"Dad, you must wake up, I have lost a father, I don't want to lose another one, you once promised to be with me in the future, the hook is hanging for a hundred years, have you forgotten?" The little girl sat in front of him and choked up with a gloomy expression.

It can be said that the listener is sad, and the listener is in tears.

Lao Cai sighed, and prayed silently in his heart: "Little Demon King, you must wake up, now Nannan's body has just improved, I really can't imagine what will happen to her if something happens to you."

"Salute"!

Looking at the departing medical vehicle, the accompanying military and police officers were in awe, and the students in front of them also silently raised their hands and saluted the most standard salute in their lives, expressing their gratitude in their hearts.

A park, quite a bit away from the school, has become a place for students to live for.

Some of them bowed their heads in contemplation, remembering the bits and pieces of the past, and some were silent, as if they had not yet shaken off the shadow of what had just happened.

The military and police stood up straight, guarding this territory.

Suddenly, a student suddenly stood up from the ground and shouted to a weak boy with glasses not far away, "Liang Guoqiang."

Liang Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, and asked without confidence: "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry", a deep bow not only surprised Liang Guoqiang's expectations, but also surprised many classmates who knew this gangster-like student, in their eyes, this student had no moral bottom line except for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and today he apologized to others for the first time.

After he apologized, he said with emotion: "Normally, I am always arrogant, and I often take bullying school students as pleasure, especially you Liang Guoqiang, you are timid and afraid, we always like to tease you, through today's events, I really understand how small I am, my original behavior was just a clown who jumped off the beam, from today on, I want to be the little brother of the thirteenth brother, as a real man."

After a pause, he continued: "Liang Guoqiang, you also have to come on, don't be cowardly, we can be humble, we can be generous, but we can't be afraid."

Liang Guoqiang nodded emphatically: "Thank you, I won't disappoint the thirteenth brother."

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Hearing a burst of warm applause, I can change my mistakes, and I will always give sincere understanding and response to students who are still simple.

When the teachers at the school saw this, some of them cried silently, it seemed that it was not that the students in the school had problems, but that they were not doing well enough.

Such things come and go, and they seem to have grown by leaps and bounds in one day.

At this moment, parents and news media rushed to hear the news, and the scene seemed to be a little out of control but also warm.

Not far away, a middle-aged and elderly man who looked like an old farmer stood there looking around.

"Dad", a girl dressed in a famous brand and fashionable has stood beside him at some point.

"Girl, your mother doesn't worry about you, so ......" The old farmer seemed to stop talking, paused for a moment, and showed a simple smile: "Seeing that you are okay, Dad is relieved, this is the 500 yuan that your mother entrusted me to bring you, you take it, Dad will go back now."

He knew that his daughter didn't want this not too generous father to stand here, which made her feel ashamed, although they also wanted to give their children the most superior life, but they would be with the soil all their lives, diligent every day, and thrifty, in order to make their children live a better life?

Whether it is urban parents or rural parents, they may give different things materially, but in their hearts, their love will never be less.

When you complain about your family situation, have you ever remembered that your elderly parents faced the loess with their backs to the sky, and they ever complained in the slightest?

When you complain about them, have you ever thought about how many days and nights they have paid for the moment of your extravagance?

When you dislike them, they always stand in the distance, silently watching you, how much do you pay for them, and do you know the pain in their hearts?

Face is not earned by your parents, please put away your self-esteem, use your own talent, use your knowledge, to exchange your self-esteem. (When I am old, I feel that I will pay tribute to the youth that has passed away, and you who are still young, I hope to treat your parents well, no matter where you come from, you should stand up) "Dad, my daughter is wrong," the girl hugged her father tightly, choked and muttered: "I used to like to compare with my classmates, they have everything I want to get, but looking back, what I got is not what I want, I should thank Brother Thirteen, he made me understand that vanity is the grave of the buried."