After the smoke cleared, three men in black walked out of the green passage.

Two men and one woman, uniform black clothes and black pants, the man is tall and the woman is beautiful.

All three were strangers, and their bodies, faces, and hands were covered in blood.

The two men each carried a head in their hands, and blood dripped down their heads, like two indescribable ordinary objects.

Canglang squinted and found that it was actually Teacher Dong Yong and the glamorous Chunli.

He hid in the shadows, and his heart chuckled!

"It's over! These people live in such a brutal place, killing people at will in broad daylight, and their methods are extremely cruel! ”

He hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound, but he panicked in his heart!

"The teacher is dead, what about Guo Xiang?"

He hid in the distance nervously, and was pessimistic about his roommate's situation.

Maybe, Guo Xiang is also dead, and even there is no corpse dead!

He struggled to keep his tears from flowing, fearing that the men might be able to hear the tears.

Just as he was sad and worried, a chaotic sound of footsteps slowly came from inside the passage.

There are still people!

Soon, he saw an obese figure slowly appearing, it turned out to be his roommate, Guo Xiang!

At this time, Guo Xiang's face was sad, his steps were slow, and his body was bent.

He walked with one arm over his chest and one arm against the wall.

"Yo~ Don't pretend to be uncomfortable, okay? If it weren't for your tipping, we wouldn't have found this place~" The tall, pine-like man said lightly.

"That's it! We said it beforehand! Get your teacher and his lover done, and you'll come with us! Looking at the entire city, can you find a more powerful organization than our Nightkin ? Another man of short stature with twisted features continued.

"You ......" Guo Xiang heard this, the sad look on his face became more obvious, and his tone became heavy. I didn't expect you to be so vicious! Kill people and sell goods, and destroy corpses! ”

"Haha~ Boy, don't want the kindness of a woman! What kind of world is now, let's not say, don't you know it yourself? ”

"That's it! Lei Biao, Zheng Wu, both of you talk less nonsense! Don't be okay with the woman, what's wrong with the woman? ”

The only woman in black glared angrily at the tall and thin man, and then glanced at the short man by the way.

Her eyes were fiercer than her figure, and the two of them suddenly stopped talking, just grinning.

This proud woman's name is Flower Butterfly, not her real name.

After her real name was taken away by the leader for the first time, she changed to Flower Butterfly, which means to dance among the flowers of pleasure!

The words of these three people and Guo Xiang were heard clearly by Canglang.

But he didn't dare to make a noise, he only dared to hide in the shadows, and didn't move.

Until the three of them left, he still didn't dare to move!

Three minutes later, the short man named Zheng Wu suddenly turned back and wandered around the entrance of the Thorn Bird.

"Hmph, that kid actually said that it seems that a classmate called him before! Who would come to him? That flower lady is really worried! ”

Canglang, who had just leaned out half of his body, immediately retracted his head!

He has read a lot of online articles, and knows that some gangsters are very careful and like to kill back the carbine and kill all the dead people's companions.

I didn't expect it to appear alive in his world.

Fortunately, he had just squatted for a long time, and his legs were so numb that he didn't rush in immediately.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that after these people left, he would go in and collect the body of his teacher and bury him.

I didn't expect the scene just now.

Canglang hid for a while, estimating that the other party would not come back.

But there was a slight sound of footsteps, floating from a distance.

opened the waves of Tianyantong, and saw the familiar short figure turn back again.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "MD, these people are too careful, why don't they become corpse keepers?" ”

And Zheng Wu wanted to scold his mother even more, Lei Biao of that dog X, in order to be able to be alone with Hua Butterfly, actually used such a lame reason to separate himself.

"Hmph, I wish you the death of the peony flower, and there will be no corpse!"

Zheng Wu glanced left and right, but still didn't find anything, and turned to leave again.

"Next time, whoever loves to come will come by themselves!"

He left a cruel sentence that made Canglang more cautious.

"You want to come back?" Canglang was speechless.

After waiting for another half an hour, Canglang slowly poked his head out, and first used Tianyantong to continuously reconnoiter the surroundings to make sure that no suspicious characters appeared, and then slowly walked out of the shadows.

But as soon as he took two steps, his calves went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

He had no choice but to brace his waist and walk towards the entrance of the Thorn Bird step by step.

The sorrow in his heart was like a river flowing backwards.

In fact, he and Mr. Dong Yong don't have much intersection.

In fact, he doesn't have much to do with anyone.

However, from the words of those people before, he understood that Teacher Dong Yong must have suffered inhuman torture before he died, but he did not leak the information about the members of the Thorn Bird.

The charming-looking Chun-Li didn't give him out either.

This alone is already very rare!

There are very few people who can endure the unimaginable torture and still be able to hold on to their hearts.

Therefore, Canglang decided to officially assume the responsibility of the thorn bird from today to protect Deda.

If he can't keep it one day, he will not allow this day to happen!

So for the sake of safety, he decided to be a good student as an ordinary person from today.

When his own strength is so strong that he can laugh at the entire German City, he still has to shrink honestly.

After all, the city is not a big place.

Who knows when and where a few ruthless people will emerge!

Thinking of this, he was even more determined to refuse the invitation of Miao Xiaomei and others, and definitely not to participate in those dangerous things.

With this in mind, he walked into the passageway to find the teacher's possible remaining body.

The passage was sprinkled with red blood all the way, like an incomparably profound imprint, and every drop was engraved in his heart.

When he reappeared in the hall, all the high-tech products he had seen last time were destroyed.

Broken materials were scattered everywhere, furniture was staggered and covered in red blood.

It's even mixed with some broken human organs!

Canglang covered his mouth, trying not to spit it out.

He searched everywhere, rummaging through the rooms where he rested and held ceremonies, his beds in a mess and his belongings in a mess.

Eventually, he found a large pool of white ash in the fireplace of the hall.

Looking at the ashes, Canglang's expression suddenly darkened, and tears finally fell silently down his face.

Because, from inside, he saw the golden ring that Mr. Dong Yong used to wear on the ring finger of his right hand.

When he used to go to class, he always wondered how a teacher could wear such a tyrant's gold ring, which was completely out of character.

Now, when he saw this thing, he felt that this ring was so kind, it should be worn on Mr. Dong Yong's hand, which is the destination.

At this moment, he has no taboos.

He found a half-torn gray sheet, wrapped it up, made it into a bag, and carried it on his back.

The gold ring was packed in a small black box.

He wants to find a safe place to bury the teacher's ashes and let the teacher be buried in the ground.

Canglang walked out of the headquarters of the thorn bird, circled around the north mountain, and finally found a secluded place facing the west with pines and cypresses as companions, and dug a pit of about half a meter by hand.

He slowly lowered the burden into the pit, covered it with loess, and knocked his head three times.

"Teacher, you and Aunt Chun-Li are finally able to stay together! I will live well and live up to your hopes! The thorn bird will definitely be in my hands, keep it! ”

With that, he stuck a two-finger-thick pine branch in the small grave and turned away.

A fresh breeze blew, and the branches swayed the figures, like some kind of farewell.

The footsteps of Canglang are very steady, and the figure is pulling longer and longer under the pull of the sun, as if it is level with the sky!