In Ai Liang's recollections, he recounted the unexpected events he encountered on the train in his early years, and in the process of fighting with gangsters, his wife Fu Jing was unfortunately shot and killed......

"Wife!" Ai Liang squatted beside Fu Jing, reaching out to support his wife's shoulders and shaking constantly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Enlong got up from the ground with difficulty, knelt on one leg and looked at Ai Liang, covering his injured chest with one hand, while holding Song Zhe's Sand Eagle pistol in the other.

"Whew, whew," Yang Enlong's injured position, located in the lower right of his heart, just pierced the lobe of his lung, forcing him to breathe in agony, but not to death.

In this way, when Ai Liang comforted Fu Jing, Yang Enlong took advantage of their lack of attention and secretly picked up the pistol on the ground.

Fu Jing fell in a pool of blood, this is something Yang Enlong didn't expect, a hearted person like him can't understand the emotions of this couple at all, in his opinion, as long as he can survive and spend money, everything is worth it.

"Ai Liang," Yang Enlong pointed a gun at Ai Liang with difficulty, "Your wife died for you, do you have anything else to say?" ”

"Whew," Ai Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, tidied up his wife's clothes, and turned around slowly, "If you kill me, you won't be able to escape." ”

Hearing Ai Liang's words, Yang Enlong smiled, "So what, I have a carload of hostages here, are you still afraid that you won't be able to escape, and ...... besides?"

Yang Enlong stood up and walked in front of Ai Liang, "Even if you die, I want you to go to hell with me." ”

The resoluteness of the words has already shown what Yang Enlong meant, no matter what he does today, even if he dies, he will take Ai Liang with him.

Facing Yang Enlong, Ai Liang not only did not show comfort, but showed a relaxed helplessness, "It's all my fault, if it weren't for my negligence, my wife wouldn't have died." ”

"Say no more!" Yang Enlong shouted, his fingers moving to the trigger of the Sand Eagle pistol, "Don't worry, I'll send you to your wife." ”

"Click, click," Yang Enlong picked twice in a row, but the pistol did not fire, which made Yang Enlong feel confused, and just as he was checking the gun, Ai Liang suddenly pounced and pushed Yang Enlong to. Then he pressed on Yang Enlong's body, and reached out to pull out the iron blade inserted in Ah Hu's neck, "Hmph," Before Yang Enlong could react, Ai Liang's iron blade had already reached his carotid artery.

"You can't run away, admit defeat!" Ai Liang scolded Yang Enlong, "After five years in prison, can't it be that you haven't changed your view of life!" ”

Yang Enlong was pressed to the ground, and the sand eagle gun was also taken away by Ai Liang, he smiled bitterly, "That's right! You've won again! After speaking, Yang Enlong shook his head, as if he was very unconvinced.

"Can't figure it out?" Ai Liang asked when he saw Yang Enlong's expression, and then took out the sand eagle pistol and placed it in front of Yang Enlong.

"Huh?" At this time, Yang Enlong noticed the change in the pistol, because he did not have a magazine for the pistol at all.

When he killed the boss Song Zhe before, Ai Liang borrowed Song Zhe's body and took out the magazine of the Sand Eagle pistol, while Yang Enlong was in a panic and had no time to care about the changes in the body of the gun.

However, this is also where Ai Liang regrets it, when he secretly took out the pistol and installed the magazine, he carelessly forgot a shot in the chamber, and then finally remembered, and it was the forgotten bullet that killed his wife.

"Damn," Yang Enlong muttered quietly, and with the help of Ai Liang and the other passengers, he tied a rope to the seat of the train.

At this time, the train arrived at the transfer station, and after the train opened, the attendants and police officers rushed in, and after seeing the picture of the carriage, they all praised the veteran.

Ai Liang took the train to the terminal station, but now he was in the mood to play, so he packed his luggage and got off the train at the transfer station, followed the police, and went to the police station in the city to make a record.

And the dead wife was taken away by the volunteers who rushed and pulled directly to the crematorium for cremation.

When Ai Liang was taken away by the police, he told the cremation staff that his wife was very frugal before her death and did not like noisy places, so it was troublesome to choose a cleaner room to place when the cremation was completed.

Time passed, and after an hour, Fu Jing's body had been cremated, and Ai Liang had also completed the police investigation records and rushed to the crematorium to bid farewell to his wife for the last time.

At the memorial service, Ai Liang, as a tall and mighty man, couldn't help crying, after all, he and his wife were recognized as baby relatives since they were children, and they were childhood sweethearts who played since childhood.

The sudden departure of his wife made Ai Liang, who originally had strong self-esteem, lose his self-confidence in an instant, hugged his wife's urn, took the last train, and returned to his hometown.

In the end, after thinking about it for a long time, Ai Liang made up his mind and prepared to participate in the work of a train attendant, but because applying for a flight attendant requires some application standards, and Ai Liang has exceeded the highest age standard at this time, so it is easy to say that he finally mixed up a position of selling things in a train cart, which is more than ten years.

Ai Liang is now in his sixties, and he is about to retire, and today is the last time he pushes a cart on the train.

"Whoa," there was a burst of applause, which was the best reward for Ai Liang from the passengers who had been on the train.

After listening to Ai Liang tell his story, Huang Zhe didn't feel good in his heart, which reminded him that when he didn't join the army, Chen Xiaoying was hospitalized for his injury, and Ma Shan was about to return to City C.

"Jingle bell," Huang Zhe's mobile phone rang, and he saw that the caller ID was the number of Hong Jian's squad leader, "Hey, Hong Jian's squad leader." ”

"Huang Zhe, where have you been," Hong Jian's squad leader asked on the other end of the phone.

"We, there is one more stop, it is estimated that we will arrive in half an hour, any instructions?"

"We are on a mission on the outskirts of City C, and you probably know the situation here, and we will carry out a rescue operation tomorrow, and we will work with the Blue Sky Rescue Team."

"Okay, squad leader, we'll be there on time." After Huang Zhe replied firmly, he hung up the phone.

"How's it going?" Zhang Han asked anxiously, but Huang Zhe looked at him without words.

This time Zhang Han was in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to punch Huang Zhe, "Are you going to kill me in a hurry, say it quickly!" ”

In desperation, Huang Zhe said the area that needed to be rescued, the suburb of City C, where Huang Zhe and Zhang Han used to go to school, and where it was also Zhang Han's grandmother's house.