Early in the morning, with the winter sun hanging high in the sky, the sun shines, illuminating all the darkness of the city of Harbin, in the bright sunshine, the slightest cloud over the winter seems to be beginning to slowly fade, Xiangfang Street Harbin Police Station door, today's guards are wearing dark green military uniforms, solemn faces, with a black armband on the right arm, with a police officer holding the couplet out of the line, only to see the couplet written: * Confucian Wang Yaqiao, famous and honored to return to Harbin......

With a pair of black coffins carried out, Gao Ming personally took Wang Yaqiao's black and white photo accompanied by Li Yinlong walked out of the building of the Harbin Police Department, today's Harbin people from all walks of life have a tragic face, personally came to send the last journey for the famous Wang Yaqiao, Xiao Shan, who was accompanied by Gao Ming at this moment, not only tears welled up in his eyes, but also in a sad atmosphere, Xiao Shan's heart was also heavy and sad.

Harbin Nanshan, accompanied by the mighty convoy and crowd came to the cemetery chosen by Gao Ming personally for Wang Yaqiao, surrounded by ancient trees, the sun shines through the sparse needles, shining on the cold bluestone slab on the cemetery that is fifty squares, the mountain wind is whistling, blowing the ancient trees around it made a rustling sound, hoarse and low, hearing Xiao Shan's ears, as if he is in the mood at the moment, is mourning for Wang Yaqiao silently, feeling the cold mountain wind, Xiao Shan looked at the tomb under the yellow mound, The heart is very silent and sad, after a few years, goodbye to the old man has been reduced to a cold corpse.

Accompanied by the four young people carrying the heavy coffin to the tomb of the yellow mound, Gao Ming and Xiao Shan both looked at the heavy coffin with a sad face, suddenly, a young man didn't know what he stepped on, a staggered, for a while carrying the heavy coffin of the four young people, under the cold mountain wind, lost their balance in an instant, the seemingly sturdy figure, swaying like a piece of paper with the wind under the cold mountain wind, was very embarrassed, and the heavy coffin instantly separated from the powerful hands and arms of the four young people!

"Bang!"

A loud bang resounded through the mountains and forests, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, for a time the quiet birds in the mountains and forests were scattered and flying, flapping their wings and screaming and flying out of the mountains and forests, Gao Ming and Xiao Shan saw this scene and the nervous hearts were mentioned in their throats, the two hurriedly rushed to Wang Yaqiao's coffin, and the four young people who got off their hands also hurried to the black coffin, fortunately, Gao Ming chose a coffin made of a century-old ancient pine for Wang Yaqiao, after this unexpected fall, It was not damaged, The four young men looked at the immovable and firm coffin, and their hearts breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at the elegant face of Wang Yaqiao in the black coffin, and the anxiety in their hearts was also pressed in their hearts with a long call.

"Director, the coffin is very firm, Mr. Wang is fine, nothing is wrong, you can rest assured!"

Gao Ming and Xiao Shan also came to the black coffin at this moment, listening to the happy words of a young man, Gao Ming and Xiao Shan's nervous hearts also slowly began to calm down with the young man's words, and an inexplicable irritating smell poured into Xiao Shan's nostrils, inexplicably familiar, making Xiao Shan's heart beat for no reason, at this moment, a copper piece the size of a fingernail suddenly appeared inexplicably above Wang Yaqiao's peaceful corpse, like a meteor across the night sky, and fell into Wang Yaqiao's slightly open mouth just right in front of Xiao Shan's eyes, and that copper piece is like a stone, a stone stirs up a thousand waves, making Xiao Shan's mind inexplicably thunderbolt on a sunny day, without thinking about it, shouting loudly.

"It's not good, it's going to explode, flash it!"

Xiao Shan's eyes were fast, and he picked up Gao Ming's tall body, at this moment Gao Ming was like a thin lamb in Xiao Shan's hands, saying that it was too late, Xiao Shan carried Gao Ming in an instant, and flashed to the bottom of the square fifty meters away from the coffin.

"Collapse!"

A loud bang broke out in an instant, accompanied by a huge and acrid white smoke, and the people who participated in the funeral also retreated to the square fifty meters away under Xiao Shan's reminder and under the well-trained guards, after all, they themselves were on the edge of the fifty-meter spacious square of the tomb, and the dozen or so guards and the four young people around the coffin naturally did not have Xiao Shan's man-like skills, under the huge explosion, and under the thick irritating white smoke, With the white smoke and the irritating smell dissipating with the mountain wind, Xiao Shan's figure flashed, and he came to the square, but what caught his eye was the dozen or so cold corpses and the broken arms that were no longer recognizable under the mountain wind.

For a while, a thick and blood-like anger erupted in Xiao Shan's heart, at this moment, Xiao Shan's eyes were bloodshot, full of blood red, with the dark face now, under the mountain wind, the dark green military coat fluttered in the wind, Xiao Shan looked around viciously, and glanced at the crowd who came to attend the ceremony, and for a while everyone felt the cold and bloodthirsty eyes, which were beast-like ruthless and murderous eyes, and that was the cold eyes of death, which made everyone shudder, It seems that the new director of the security department of the police station is not only close to Wang Yaqiao, but also a big killer like a cold knife!

Xiao Shan's breathing became more and more rapid and thick, and the killing intent and killing intent of his whole body were also on the verge of exploding, at this moment, a pair of powerful big hands slapped Xiao Shan's shoulders heavily, and the majestic words sounded in Xiao Shan's ears.

"Yinlong, you have to be calm, don't go crazy, otherwise, everything we worked hard for will be gone, is this what you want?"

Gao Ming's coercive words are like alarm bells, ringing in Xiao Shan's heart, the alarm bell rings for a long time, Ruhong's voice keeps echoing in Xiao Shan's ears and heart, and Xiao Shan can't help but think of the words of the eldest brother in the past, don't hate anyone, the eldest brother doesn't want you to be tortured by hatred, you have to move forward with faith, so that you can not lose your nature, the executioner, the broken knife follows the sound, the shadow is single, don't be killed and the innocence of the heart is extinguished.

Xiao Shan's rapid breathing began to calm down, his bloodshot eyes, that touch of blood also faded like a tide, Gao Ming felt Xiao Shan's more and more stable breathing and breathed a sigh of relief, he naturally understood Xiao Shan's friendship with Wang Yaqiao, it was a friend of life and death, he could understand Xiao Shan's anger and murder at this moment, the killing machine dissipated, the sun re-illuminated the earth, feeling the warmth of the sun, the people who participated in the funeral took a long breath, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Shan's lonely back under the sun, couldn't help but think of the scene of the killing god just now, looking at the back of the great shore, his eyes showed deep jealousy.

The cold mountain wind blew through Xiaoshan and the coffin with broken arms, the wind of Nanshan blew away the bone pile, at this moment the tomb was in Xiaoshan's eyes, and the tears in his eyes were like sea water flooding the tombstone, God, you should take a look at it in the sky, we have a little bit of the past, a few years apart, and see each other again, not only a cold corpse, but also a pile of bones, thief God, you are too cruel to me Xiao Shan, Mr. Jiu.

For a while, the silent loneliness and heart-wrenching sadness in the mountain wind, rendering the whole mountain forest, the people who participated in the funeral came to the square, looking at the pile of bones, the eyes flashed with heavy sadness, Xiao Shan's dark face, the deep pupils of the eyes became brighter and brighter, the mountain wind blew all over the mountains and forests, and the sorrow also filled the mountains and fields, I don't know when, Xiao Shan inexplicably hummed the March of the Volunteers.

"Get up! People who don't want to be slaves! Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall! The Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous time, and everyone is forced to let out the last roar. Get up! Get up! Get up! We are all united, braving the enemy's artillery fire, and marching! Braving enemy fire, advance! Advance! Forward, Forward! ……”

At this moment, under the ancient tree in the sky, the impassioned song, under Xiao Shan's loud roar, rendered the injustice of the world, vented the resentment of the thief, and for a while the sad and inspiring song rendered the hearts of everyone standing in the square at this moment, and unconsciously sang the March of the Volunteers with Xiao Shan.

For a time in the bright sunshine, the loud and passionate singing resounded through the mountains and forests, and later, the wind of Nanshan blew all over the mountains and forests, and the loud singing drowned out the tombstones, you should take a closer look back, at this moment we are no longer like before, even the insensitive businessmen in the past, now under this sacred song, have become sacrosanct, this is the power of faith, inspiring, heart-warming!

"Gao Ju, I want to use the military coat of our police station as Mr. Nine's clothing mound, do you think it's okay?" After an elegy, Xiao Shan looked at Gao Ming with firm and bright eyes flashing on both sides and said.

Gao Ming nodded solemnly, and then Xiao Shan's back stepped forward lonely, two lines of tears crossed his cheeks, his body trembled, and he was even more pathetic, Xiao Shan suppressed the grief and dullness in his heart, and buried Wang Yaqiao's ashes in the cold tomb with his own hands, and then solemnly performed a military salute, took off his military coat, and the mountain breeze blew, and the military coat happened to cover Wang Yaqiao's ashes.

Gao Ming also solemnly came behind Xiao Shan, solemnly performed a military salute, took off his military coat, and solemnly and carefully covered Xiao Shan's military coat, so all the personnel in the police station who wore military coats covered their coats layer after layer on the sacred military coats......

With the last pile of loess falling, a new tomb came into everyone's eyes, Gao Ming came to the back of Xiao Shan, patted Xiao Shan's arm, and comforted Xiao Shandao.

"Yinlong, okay, it's time to go, there are still many things waiting for us, now is not the time to send sorrow and tears, let's go!"

Xiao Shan listened to Gao Ming's words, his eyes also flashed with a firm and bright gaze, the cold mountain wind blew dried Xiao Shan's tears, Xiao Shan looked at Wang Yaqiao's tombstone, and secretly swore in his heart, Mr. Jiu, you can rest assured, new hatred and old hatred, I will definitely pull out this heavenly fire and annihilate it all, in order to pay tribute to your soul in the sky, and protect the first pure land of the Chinese land, you will wait and see! After Xiao Shan finished speaking, he turned around decisively and left, the mountain wind whistled in the mountain forest again, the pine needles rustled in the mountain wind, Xiao Shan heard this rustling sound, he understood that this is the sky of leaves nodding to himself, it has confidence in itself, it will be able to protect this pure land!