Chapter 660: The Fall of the Stars (Part II)

301 Hospital.

The full name is the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army.

The mysterious South Building, which is the most heavily guarded forbidden place in the entire hospital on weekdays, is better than the past today, with a post at five steps and a sentry at ten steps, and is full of fierce special agents wearing black trench coats.

The reason why the South Building is special is because it is the last stop of the brilliant lives of many leaders, and Wu Zhengrong, who has made brilliant achievements, is no exception.

The old man walked into the building with solemn expressions, including the top leader who was about to visit abroad, and the prime minister, who was also inspecting the shantytowns in the northwest yesterday.

When Yang Chen pulled Wu Rui, who was hiding his face and choking with tears, hurriedly walked into the ward through the heavy checkpoints, the outhouse of the suite of more than 200 square meters was already crowded with people, half of them wearing straight uniforms and carrying generals on their shoulders.

One by one, they frowned and looked sad.

"It's finally here, the old man has been nagging you two, quick." Wu Jie, who was waiting at the door, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and anxiously urged Wu Rui and Yang Chen to enter the back room.

Everyone looked sideways and stared at Wu Rui and Yang Chen.

Wu Rui, they know each other, the granddaughter of Old Man Wu's most beloved.

Yang Chen, most people only heard his name and didn't know him or didn't know him at all, so that they were surprised why the emperor of the Wu family never forgot this strange young man when he was dying.

The inner room is also very spacious, but there are not many people, more than a dozen relatives led by Wu Yuanchao accompanied many Zhongnanhai bigwigs, and the core figure is the top leader who has hosted a banquet to entertain Yang Chen.

Yang Chen also nodded silently, didn't care about greeting others, and Wu Rui half-squatted on the side of the bed, the old man with a withered and haggard face seemed to realize the arrival of the person he was missing, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Yang Chen and Wu Rui.

"Coming" The old man's voice was almost inaudible, several relatives could not contain the sadness, burst into tears, Wu Rui, who was already in tears, covered her mouth, did not let herself cry, nodded heavily, her grandfather gave her love, better than her parents, when she was separated from life and death, she was distressed and almost suffocated, and she didn't know what to say.

"Don't cry" seems to be back to the old man, who has fully recovered his senses, to comfort his granddaughter in a long tone, and raised his arm tremblingly to shake his granddaughter's hand.

Wu Rui hurriedly stretched out his hand and held his grandfather's hand.

The old man's gaze slowly moved to Yang Chen, Yang Chen comprehended and stretched out his hand.

"You two, all right, grow old together." The old man pressed Yang Chen and Wu Rui's hands together, rubbed them, slowed down, stared at Yang Chen, and said, "Child, the future of the Wu family depends on your protection." ”

Just now, the supreme leader, who regarded himself as the younger generation of the old man, personally asked the old man what else he wanted, and the old man shook his head and said no, but at this moment, he entrusted the future of the Wu family to the young Yang Chen.

Those who did not know what was going on were extremely surprised.

Could it be that in the old man's mind, a twenty-seven-eight-year-old young man weighs more than the head of the republic?

Old confused?

A few people, including Wu Rui's father Wu Yuanchao, and many Zhongnanhai bigwigs, were secretly impressed by the old man's shrewd and wise mind when he was dying.

Yang Chen, love and righteousness.

The huge power created by the creation has been inherited well, at least for a hundred years.

It is clear which is strong and which is weak.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I am also half of the Wu family, and the affairs of the Wu family are my business." Yang Chen almost swore that this was not only for the old man, but also to remind all the Zhongnanhai bigwigs.

"Okay" The old man was relieved, closed his eyes and muttered: "Sixteen years ago, I saw off my best old comrades-in-arms here, and today it is my turn." ”

Sixteen years ago.

It's also this ward.

The great man of the Southern Tour passed away.

The quiet needle drop in the ward could be heard, and the people surrounding the hospital bed were still waiting for the old man to say something more, the heart rate meter sounded for a long time, and the light point that was originally beating on the screen became a straight line.

"Grandpa" Wu Rui finally dared to cry out loud, heartbreaking.

Yang Chen burst into tears.

The death of the old man means the end of an era.

A few hours later, the domestic and foreign media carried a large report on the eventful years, and that night, many television channels in the mainland broadcast more than a dozen war films and documentaries depicting the old man's prosperous years in prime time.

In the following days, the funeral committee was formed.

The unprecedented funeral was carried out while the preparations were made.

Sanya, on the top of the Paradise Forest Park, the wooden villa like a huge bird's nest sits on the most beautiful mountain view in Sanya, overlooking the entire Yalong Bay.

There are at least dozens of similar villas scattered in the forest park, but this one is the most magnificent and does not belong to the Bird's Nest Resort.

This is the Yang family's house.

Yang Guodong, who likes to swim, did not jump into the mirrored pool in front of the villa after dinner, but sat in the living room to watch the mourning party broadcast on the news.

"Look, our Yang Chen." Liu Hua pointed out in surprise.

Yang Guodong nodded, it was indeed his son on the TV screen, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, he never thought that his son would show his face in this way, just like a core member of the Wu family, thanking the national leaders who came to mourn Old Man Wu one after another, shaking hands, and having a brief conversation.

Ordinary people who don't know Yang Chen are really hard to leave too much impression on these wonderful and ephemeral pictures, let alone think about it, but people who know Yang Chen but don't know Yang Chen very well are absolutely surprised.

Beijing.

Inside a hotel room on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road.

The drunken Zhang Liang fucked the water glass and smashed the screen of the forty-two-inch flat-screen TV, Yang Chen, with his hands and eyes in the sky, didn't help him, it was extremely hateful, and that Jin Peipei, the ruthless biaozi, damn it.

"Waiting for Lao Tzu will make you regret it." Zhang Liang roared with a hideous face, and his assets were frozen, and he sold a few antiques in his private collection this morning.

The cunning antique dealer of the Pan family saw that he was in a hurry to use the money, and repeatedly bargained, and the things worth millions were only sold for a few hundred thousand, almost at a discount.

After suffering a big loss, he borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, and was violently stimulated by the TV news, gradually lost his mind, gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, left the hotel, and found acquaintances to buy pistols and bullets from underground channels, and prepared high-concentration sulfuric acid, the former cleaned up Yang Chen, and the latter targeted Shen Yue and Jin Peipei, who often came to the Yang family's mansion.

Yang Chen, no matter how powerful it is.

Can you beat a gun?

No matter how beautiful a woman is, if she is splashed with sulfuric acid, she will still become ugly!

…………………………

Deep in the deserted mountains of Denmark, a medieval castle is in ruins, desolate by the setting sun and the crows chirping.

More than a dozen people stood abruptly in the ruins.

The old man at the head was dressed in black, his face was pale and bloodless, Fagel, the former master and founder of the Holy Blood Council, and the leader of the Seven Great Families.

However, the former glory has been shattered by the impact of Byrne William's sons, and in that battle, the seven families were defeated, their vitality was greatly damaged, and they were chased and beaten by werewolves, and they were on the verge of extinction.

The situation must be prevented from deteriorating.

The reason why Fagger is here.

In the tombs beneath the ruins, there is a strong man who can turn the tide of the situation, their ancestor, Elard.

[Author's digression]: It's about to be finished, everyone should be restless, thank you very much for always supporting the genuine brothers and sisters.