Now Ling Hongsleeve was curious about that Li Man, and she wondered who could make the three men in front of her stop at the same time.

The smoker snatched the envelope from Ling Hongsleeve's hand and couldn't wait to open it, and Wu Sheng and Ah Wen also eagerly approached it.

For this person who has never met, the three of them have great trust, not to mention that this is the person Xiao Yi personally found, let's just say that the accuracy of the news from this person during this time is also worthy of the trust of the three of them.

It was a letter, a letter written in calligraphy, and the smoker hurriedly spread out the letterhead.

According to my guess, the chip in Salem's body has been obtained by Xiao Yi, if nothing else, he should have handed over this chip to you along with the key and photo frame left by Xiao Zhenbei when he learned that he was cornered, right?

If it weren't for a neatly handwritten letterhead in front of them, the three of them would really nod yes.

Continue to ......

If yes, then congratulations, the chips that can save Xiao Yi are in your hands, and then, do what I said......

The smoker closed the letterhead, and looked at Wusheng Awen, the eyes of the three of them were indescribably complicated, there were shocks, doubts and dazedness, after a while, the smoker got up and said to Hua Yiyang and Ling Hongsleeve: "You two leave first!" ”

"Brother Smoker, we're in the same boat with you now, and we will never leave!" Hua Yiyang said loudly.

Ling Hongsleeve was silent, her face thoughtful.

The content of the letter must be very important, otherwise the other party would not have driven himself and Hua Yiyang away at this time, what did Wang Damang do?

The smoke ghost patted Hua Yiyang's shoulder heavily, and said seriously: "Xiao Yi's vision has always been very good, the only person who is wrong is Liu Gan, we have received your mind, but what we have to do next is too risky, if you and this girl are also involved, if it fails, it will make the family of the two of you irreversible, I am serious, do you understand?" ”

"I ......"

"Don't say you don't care or anything like that, if you really say that, Xiao Yi is wrong about you, selfish people are not qualified to be his friends!" The smoker said meaningfully.

Hua Yiyang bowed his head and was silent, his heart was tormented, and after a long time, he said softly: "I understand!" ”

The smoker smiled and said no more.

Hua Yiyang knew that if he was obsessed with staying, then he would be irresponsible to his father, eldest brother and even the entire family, which would be too selfish.

After Ling Hongsleeve and Hua Yiyang, Wu Sheng looked at the smoke ghost with a solemn expression: "You really decided to do this?" ”

"We can't live without Xiao Yi, Tiange can't live without him, the world can't lose him either, if you really want to sacrifice someone, I'll come!" The smoker looked firm, and said slowly and earnestly.

"No way!" Ah Wen suddenly spoke, looking directly at the smoker and not letting go: "If you really need such a person, I'll come!" ”

"It's not negotiable," the smoker was full of an irrefutable domineering.

"You're selfish!"

"I'm the head of the fangs, you must listen to me!"

"But the fangs are gone!"

"......" The smoker paused suddenly, his eyes widened, his breathing became heavy, and he stared at the man in front of him, who had always been silent.

"I should have left seven years ago, shouldn't I?" Ah Wen said: "Aren't we alive to give an explanation to our dead brothers? Now the opportunity has come, let me carry the banner of victory and sing the song of triumph on the journey to meet my brothers...... All right? ”

Boom!

As the words fell, Arwen knelt heavily on the ground, his back straight, stubbornly raising his head to look at the smoker, his eyes firm and calm.

Wu Sheng took a cigarette from the coffee table and lit it, and walked away silently, he had not smoked all night, but after all the fatigue was gone, he lit this one after dawn.

The smoker had red eyes and stared down at the silent and stubborn man kneeling in front of him.

The smoke in Wu Sheng's mouth was dispersed by the wind that came in front of the window, and the whole room was filled with a faint smell of smoke, although it was light, but it was extremely depressing and dignified.

The smoker gasped heavily, wiped away the tears that had come out of his eyes, turned and walked away without saying a word.

"Boss......" Arwen hurriedly shouted.

The footsteps of the smoker are still the same, and they have not stopped,

"Bo Changyan!!" Arwen roared hoarsely.

The smoker's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Wu Sheng lowered his head to the side and smoked, trembling in his heart.

He had never understood what righteousness was, even if it was the bloody expulsion battle seven years ago, he was indifferent, but at this moment, he understood what it meant to be fangs and what was meant to be righteous.

Bang!

The smoker grabbed a wine bottle on the side and slammed it on the ground, the glass stubble splashed in all directions, he grabbed a piece of glass stubble and walked quickly to Arwen, turned his back to the latter, and knelt down.

"Tear the ......"

As soon as his back was forced, his sturdy physique directly shattered the solid-colored shirt on his body, and the creepy tombstone tattoo was exposed in the curling smoke, and when Wu Sheng, who was not far away, saw this tattoo, the movement of his hand stopped.

The eerie tattoo is like a tombstone embedded in the back, which is particularly vivid, and it is precisely because of the vividness that it makes people shudder to look at.

Without looking back, the smoke ghost handed the glass stubble in his hand to Arwen, who was also kneeling behind him.

His hand had been cut by the glass stubble, and the blood was flowing, and Arwen took the glass stubble with a complicated expression, hesitating.

Up close, he could clearly see that the dense symbols on the tombstone were familiar and real names, and those friends who shared life and death seemed to be smiling brightly at him.

This moment was the only time in seven years that he felt so close to those brothers.

It turns out that the distance between yin and yang is not so far.

The three men in the room were silent.

Arwen smiled suddenly, relieved, his hand holding the glass stubble, which was still trembling, became stable, and he used the glass stubble to get close to the back of the smoker, but his eyes suddenly turned red.

The whole body of the smoker trembled with a knife, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. Wu Sheng, who was not far away, widened his eyes, stunned, and couldn't believe it.

One knife after another, the smile on Arwen's face became more and more serious, but his eyes also became redder, and slowly the blood on the back of the smoker and the tears in his eyes fell at the same time, flooding.

For three minutes, the back of the smoker was now bloody and blurry, and the always taciturn Awen was already in tears, and finally, he put down the glass stubble and looked at the blood dripping in his hands, his expression couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

The second cigarette had already burned out, and it wasn't until he felt the pain in his fingers that Wu Sheng suddenly came back to his senses, and he couldn't help but tremble as he looked at the two men kneeling on the blood-soaked floor, and his heart was moved.

It turns out that sometimes the silence is not because of silence, but because of tacit understanding. (To be continued.) )