Zhu Jingyuan kept watching from the sidelines and did not step forward. At this time, he discussed with the two bosses next to him and quietly invited everyone to the living room.

Zhu Jingyuan thought to himself, let Regiment Leader Tang finally look at the brothers of the Flying Bird Regiment quietly, maybe he would feel more comfortable.

The crowd slowly dispersed, some sighed, and some persuaded Tang to mourn before leaving.

Gradually, in the long and narrow corridor, only the corpse of the head of Tang and Zuo Shaohan accompanied by Shi Xiaoqian remained.

"Did I stop Ren Wujian from all directions just now and delay the best time to rescue?" Tang Yulan lit a cigarette and kept smoking.

"Brother, don't blame yourself." Zuo Shaohan persuaded: "When such a thing happens, we don't know, it's because that bullshit sixth generation is too cunning, and if it falls into my hands in the future, I have to peel him." ”

Tang Yulan squatted down, looked at Shi Xiaoqian quietly, and said, "Shi Xiaoqian, if you knew that after joining the Flying Bird Group, you would die so soon, would you still join in?" ”

Shi Xiaoqian didn't move, his body looked a little stiff.

Tang Yulan continued: "Fat Head Six was captured by hell, and I rescued him from such a dangerous place, but you died under my nose. It's because I'm too conceited, I think the ninja group is nothing great at all, and you trust me too much. ”

"Brother...... Don't talk about it. Zuo Shaohan had tears in his eyes, when he killed the enemy, he felt happy, but when it was time to say goodbye to his friends, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Zhu Jingyuan stood at the top of the stairs and watched quietly. He knew that no matter what Tang Yulan said, Shi Xiaoqian would not be able to hear it again, these words were just seeking some comfort in his heart.

Yesterday's Shi Xiaoqian was still alive, but today he suddenly suffered a catastrophe. Life is impermanent! If you are lucky, you can leave a last word at the last moment of your life. If you were unlucky, you died before you had time to leave a sentence.

The farthest distance in the world is not the nostalgia that says I'm here and you're there. It's not that I'm with you, and you're playing with your phone.

The farthest distance is life and death, no matter how many words you have, no matter how inseparable you are. A dead word, like an insurmountable moat, cuts yin and yang into two distant worlds.

Zhu Jingyuan shook his head and sighed, he had seen many people who did not treat their relatives well while they were alive, but instead buried them in a grand manner after they died, as if he wanted to use this method to make up for the regret and guilt in his heart. It's just that the funeral is for the living, after all. To be dead is to be dead, and everything, good and bad, has nothing to do with him.

Zhu Jingyuan took out his mobile phone and suddenly wanted to call his father Zhu Yunkai, but the dial button was not pressed for a long time.

"Forget it, if I said I miss you, I guess you will think that your son is nervous." Zhu Jingyuan found Qingmeng's phone number again and dialed it.

After another five minutes, Xie Sanbiao hurried to Huang Zhongyi.

Xie Sanbiao saw the injuries on Shi Xiaoqian's body, how miserable and miserable it was,

Huang Yizhong walked up to Shi Xiaoqian and took a look, looked at Tang Yulan with helpless eyes, and said, "Head Tang, this research Moran Kangsu is no longer needed. No matter how good the medicine is, the dead can't absorb it. After speaking, he handed the plastic-wrapped medicine bag to Tang Yulan.

Xie Sanbiao's lips squirmed, and he said: "This kid always pestered me for nothing at the beginning, wanted to join in, and was unwilling to start from the grassroots level, and was bullied by some old members from time to time. Who knew that Brother Tang, you just made a phone call, this guy came in a hurry, and after becoming the captain, he had to be exhausted all day long. It's miserable, and the trickster team has no captain. ”

Zuo Shaohan smiled bitterly: "The captain is gone, and the team members are gone." ”

Tang Yulan stood up and said, "Let's go, carry Shi Xiaoqian down, don't send it to the funeral home, don't cremate." In three days, I will use Ren Wujian's head to pay tribute to him. ”

"What?!" Huang Zhongyi smiled bitterly in his heart, he could understand the sadness in Captain Tang's heart, but the sixth generation was not an ordinary person, he killed this time, he would definitely be more careful in his actions in the future, and it was impossible to kill him in three days.

Zuo Shaohan blindly believed in Captain Tang, and said: "My brother said that he would kill him in three days, even if the king of Hades did not accept the six generations, he would roll over by himself." ”

Tang Yulan said again: "Who is in charge of this street, you let the brothers look at it and search the bathroom carefully." Shi Xiaoqian would not have been killed for no reason, he probably found something. ”

Xie Sanbiao immediately called his brothers.

Because of the police's crackdown, the gangsters who used to be happy in bars and nightclubs have now hidden in their homes or other clubs, but they are always on standby to complete the tasks assigned above.

In just five minutes, two or three thugs arrived, and after another five minutes, there were ten thugs.

Head Tang asked the hotel staff to send a long white cloth and put it on Shi Xiaoqian's body.

After the hotel manager made sure that there was no danger, he arrived late, his words were full of self-blame and regret, and he asked the waiters in the island hall to stand in two rows, ready to listen to Tang Yulan's inquiries at any time.

Within twenty minutes, there were more than thirty thugs who had arrived.

Immediately afterwards, someone found a few pieces of paper from the cracks in the wooden door of the bathroom isolation room and gave them to Tang Yulan.

After Tang Yulan looked at it, he found that it was a speech draft, and the other was written in Japanese language, so he didn't know what it was for the time being.

Perhaps it was because of these two things that Shi Xiaoqian died.

The four thugs carried over a tabletop more than two meters long, and several people carefully lifted Shi Xiaoqian to it, and walked all the way down the stairs to the next floor.

In the Nightclub, the thugs have packed up a spacious room and set up a memorial hall.

Qian Dafang and others arrived one after another, in addition, there were several friends of Shi Xiaoqian.

Tang Yulan called Shen Shuting and said that she wanted to rest in the Nightclub.

In the evening, many people came one after another, including Sun Zhengkun and some businessmen, as well as Wei Dongbang, the boss of the Wolf Tooth Party who was hiding under the protection of the Flying Bird Regiment. Of course, the most are the people of the Bird Troupe.

The night is as cold as ice water, and the light of the moon flows in the water.

The whole night seemed to go by very long.

This is especially true for the Prison Emperor and Yu Tiancan in the Tiankeng shaft in the Western Realm.

When Yu Tiancan was tired, he rested, woke up and continued to study the cumbersome runes on the altar.

Inside the cave, he couldn't feel the passage of time. There is no sun, moon and starlight, no grass and trees, everything seems to be eternal.

Just like 10,000 years ago, a small trace of the rock wall can be preserved 10,000 years later, and time seems to be frozen.

In the unchanging environment, there is a feeling that people are about to collapse.

"It's been three days." The Prison Emperor said lightly.

His voice seems to be integrated into this heaven and earth, more like it comes from a distant time and space, that kind of distance and mystery, which makes people particularly intoxicated after listening to it.

"Really?" Yu Tiancan asked softly, "Why do I feel like ten days have passed?" His voice was hoarse, and his appearance was even more haggard.

The Prison Emperor smiled and did not speak.

"We studied a lot in these three days." Yu Tiancan sat on the cold altar, his fingers stroking the hard and rough lines on it, and said, "But after the cycle, when I was about to find the answer, all the questions returned to the starting point. I felt like I had learned a lot, but I felt like I had forgotten a lot, and I felt like I hadn't learned anything. ”

The Prison Emperor nodded slightly, and he turned his head to look at the entrance, his eyes like stars, and the light that flickered was sharp and compelling.

"Prison Emperor, you should know a lot." Yu Tiancan looked at the tall back of the prison emperor and asked curiously.

"In the past three days, I have rarely observed the altar, but most of the time I have been observing you." The Prison Emperor said calmly: "Although you didn't reveal a word to Tianyan, I feel that I have learned enough. ”

Yu Tiancan was a little speechless, and more helpless. The other party stayed by his side openly and without any sneaky moves.

And the celestial performance is extremely complicated, just like divination, anyone can throw ancient money. There are very few people who really understand the mystery inside, even if many people study hard and think hard, they still can't understand it all year round.

What the Prison Emperor sees is only the surface, but he can comprehend the deep things through his own understanding and intelligence, through the appearance.

That's the scariest thing.

A good musician, even when he can't hear the sound, can only watch the performer's fingers flick on the piano and the complete score and melody can come to mind.

A good taster doesn't need to look at how the chef cooks the food, as long as he tastes it, he knows how much heat the chef uses and what ingredients he puts in.

A good sculptor, as long as he sees a sculpture, can also think of how the carver used his flexible wrists and fingers to complete the work boldly and carefully.

Because the musician has already played countless pieces, and where the performer's fingers have played, he has also played thousands of times, and the memory is deeply engraved in his mind.

Those tasters and sculptors naturally came to the point of channeling through a little accumulation.

But the Prison Emperor's ability has far surpassed ordinary people.

It's like, just seeing a car running past you and having an idea in your head to create a car.

Of course, the engine of this car, as well as other accessories, are not the same as the original, but this kind of meticulous thinking to the extreme is terrifying.

In Yu Tiancan's eyes, the difference between the surface and the inside of Tianyan is like the shape of the aircraft and all the structures and principles of the aircraft's flight.

The Prison Emperor just saw the plane flying, and thought about how the plane flew, how could this be considered stealing.

Perhaps, what the Prison Emperor thought was different from what Yu Tiancan knew, it could be simpler or more complicated.