"Well, I haven't seen your skills, but if you think it's a special forces, it's definitely good. You just go to the death brigade, first give me a group of real people to come out, if anyone can't endure hardship, or resist, monk you know what to do, right? Ran Xiong looked at the monk with a smile.

"Hey, hey, the boy of our death brigade is the most obedient, so he should practice his skills, the patriarch can rest assured." With a smile on his face, but he didn't know what he thought in his heart, and the monk also patted his chest to reassure.

"Well, then the departments are up for practice, right? Remember, there are no special treatments! There is no such thing as whether you want to or not, only do your job well. Ran Xiong looked at them one by one, one by one, it's time to lose weight, how long has it been like this?

"Report to the Patriarch!" Mao Zai, who guarded the seven people with knives, entered the conference room, walked towards Ran Xiong and said, "Patriarch, the third uncle is dying. ”

"Huh?" Ran Xiong hurriedly got up and hurriedly ran out of the house, that old man, who knows the current affairs very well, is a little conservative in his thinking, and he is a very contradictory person.

For a moment, everyone followed out the door.

The third uncle is the oldest in the clan, the oldest and the elder, although he is not in charge of things now, but he was the most enthusiastic person in building his hometown in the wind and rain back then, deeply loved, and most willing to dedicate everything to the whole clan.

The third uncle is indeed old, and the old one is only skinny and bones, where is the lean man who smoked dry tobacco a few months ago?

You look at him, but you seem to be looking at yourself who can't eat enough, but the third uncle is old and dying, and you are suffering in the last days and can't help yourself.

"Third uncle." Ran Xiong sat on the edge of the old man's bed, and somehow, in the face of this kind of thing, Ran Xiong's heart was upset.

"Here, you're a busy man now, what are you doing? Hey, but since you're here, let's light a cigarette for the third uncle, right? "The third uncle still speaks neatly and can laugh, but when you look at it, you understand more that this old man's life is coming to an end.

"Hey~" Some tears have reached the edge of his eyes, but his hands and feet can't be slow, Ran Xiong hurriedly took out his cigarette, then left the cigarette holder, pulled out the tobacco in the cigarette roll, and then put it into the third uncle's cigarette stick.

The movements are very skillful and the steps are very standardized.

"It's still your kid, and no one else can do it. I told them that I had to pull the tobacco out of the cigarette holder when I smoked, and no one paid attention to it. Just talking, the third uncle was very relieved of Ran Xiong.

"You all go out, I'll talk to the male boy alone!" The third uncle gave an order, and under Ran Xiong's signal, everyone retreated, and only Ran Xiong and the third uncle were left in the big room.

"Third uncle, the tobacco of five cigarettes is pressed to death, what are you doing?" Ran Xiong handed the cigarette stick full of tobacco to the third uncle.

"Horn~" Smoking this old cigarette stick is a little hard, because the whole cigarette stick has smoke stains, and the tobacco is pressed to death, and if you want to burn it, you must take a big breath.

"Ahem~Ahem! Tough enough, strong enough! The third uncle coughed, but he smoked more and more fiercely, and the smoke instantly filled the entire room.

Satisfied, the third uncle smiled, then turned his head to look at Ran Xiong and said: "Male boy, you are the one I have seen since I was a child, and the rest are not successful, this generation really depends on you, you have to pull them well." ”

Tears fell, Ran Xiong looked at the old man in front of him, as if forgotten scenes came to his heart, those precious times.

Are you skipping school? The Third Uncle Guild will chase you to your house and beat you up! Do you go down to the river to fish and swim? The Third Uncle Guild will chase you to your house and beat you up! Did you suffer at school? The third uncle's guild will pull you to chase you to the house that bullies you and beat the person who bullied you! Are you causing trouble outside? The Third Uncle's Guild dragged you to beg for help......

He is such an old man, do you hate him, or do you respect him?

"What are you crying about? Lao Tzu is just dying, not dead! Are you still the patriarch? When your grandfather was the patriarch, I let people chase me with guns for three days and three nights without crying, what are you? Raising the cigarette stick, the third uncle knocked Ran Xiong's head hard.

"This knock is to tell you that the word patriarch means that you can never lose face." The third uncle took a puff of his cigarette, as if he was stuck in a memory.

Suddenly, he knocked Ran Xiong's head hard.

"This knock is to tell you that your heart must be ruthless and spicy! I was very dissatisfied with you killing Youtian at the beginning, but in my heart, you did the right thing and won, you have to continue to keep it up, and strive to let Ran Long live for a long time in these old gangsters, chic, our generation, it's been too long, do you hear? ”

"I hear you." The tears still couldn't be stopped, Ran Xiong opened his eyes hard, lowered his head hard, and tried hard not to let himself make a sound.

Again, this knock didn't have much strength.

"This knock is to tell you that the third uncle is very satisfied with you, and you are a qualified patriarch! In this way, I went down, so I can explain to the older generation, this generation has a future, and this generation is worthy of being a kind of Tulang. ”

The third uncle smiled, smiling very complacently, smiling very proudly.

It's just that his cigarette stick was never lifted again, and the smoke was never smoked again.

"I'm sorry!" Ran Xiong slapped himself angrily, why did he use Youtian's blood to spray the third uncle in the first place? Bastard people, bastard practices!

It turned out that the sentence "Yes, male boy, it's not good to fight and kill after all" has always been hinting that Ran Xiong is ruthless and spicy, and has always been telling Ran Xiong not to fall into the face of the patriarch, and it is also forcing Ran Xiong in reverse!

Just because the third uncle knows Ran Xiong very well, he said that kind of thing, right?

The third uncle is really wise and has always seen it clearly.

Up to now, he even knows what Ran Xiong wants to do, and he has been supporting Ran Xiong to do whatever he wants.

"Third uncle, let's go! This generation won't let you down! Please also tell the older generation below that Tulang will not die, but will only live a better tomorrow. After that, I thought it through, but Ran Xiong's tears couldn't be held back.

Of course, there were also cries, and people from outside also came in.

There is no one who does not shed tears, because death represents farewell, because death represents loss, and because death represents the past but not the future.

"Patriarch, it's time for a funeral."

"Male boy, let me come." The second uncle lit a cigarette, slowly walked to the peaceful third uncle, and laughed unconsciously.

"You, you, you just don't listen to me, you should enjoy it when you're old, and you're thrifty and thrifty, and you're so thin when you're gone, what should the brothers below think of me? My third master, you are good to go! Saying that, the second uncle also cried, this is his only elder.

Sometimes it's like this, when the people around you leave, tears really just represent sadness, just reluctance.