Blinding blood spilled from his fingers and soon flowed down the slits.

on clothes, on the floor, on hands.

There was blood everywhere.

The dazzling red filled Li Luoqing's blood-red pupils, making his whole person look like a devil.

As the blood ran out, the old man below him gradually became cold and stiff

"Three, third uncle......"

"Wake up, third uncle, let's not make trouble, okay, you're so old, it's easy to catch a cold when you lie on the ground......"

"Look at you, your hands are cold, if you don't get up again, you'll definitely catch a cold......"

"Third uncle, third uncle......"

Hot tears kept sliding down the corners of Li Luoqing's eyes, and then fell heavily on the old man's bloodstained face, falling into a splash of heartbreak.

Li Luoqing grabbed the old man's hand tightly, crying so much that he was at a loss.

It's like the night my mother left.

Little he, squatting beside her bed, grabbed her hand tightly, trying to warm up those already cold hands again.

At that time, the third uncle was silently accompanying him beside him.

When he was tired of crying, he held him in his arms and didn't speak, just patted him quietly on the back and comforted him silently.

But now, he cried so sadly, so sadly.

By his side, there will never be a person named Third Uncle who will accompany him silently......

Li Luoqing bit her lip stubbornly.

In his life, there are very few people who are sincere to him.

Today, there are very few people living in the world.

However, God is still so cruel that even the third uncle took it away.

Why, why be so cruel to him!

Why, why, why?!!!

"Ahhhhh!!hh

Li Luoqing hugged the cold corpse of the old housekeeper and roared angrily in the sky.

The voice was full of despair and grief.

In the dim light.

A young man dressed in black hung his proud back, holding an old man covered in blood in his hands, and cried bitterly.

He was so sad and desperate.

And what caused this situation was the bullet he had just shot in anger.

For the first time in Rong Ma's life, Commander Li felt overwhelmed.

The third uncle stayed in the Li family for a long time, dating back to his own youth.

It is not so much that the third uncle is the old housekeeper of the Li family, but that he is a family member and elder of the Li family.

Although Commander Li is an iron-blooded soldier, he still has feelings in the face of the third uncle who has been silently dedicated to the Li family for decades.

Therefore, when he saw the third uncle rushing into the hall at high speed, using his old body to desperately block in front of Ah Qing.

As he watched as the bullet in his hand spun rapidly, rushing into his chest in a trend that was simply unstoppable.

He only felt his heart stop beating in an instant.

Everything around is gone.

And in his heart, there is only one thought.

Finished!

Yes, it's over!

The third uncle died.

The third uncle, whom A-Qing has always respected, died.

Died at the gunpoint of his father.

A huge panic was like a prairie fire, which quickly ignited in the heart of the old army commander Li.

His right hand holding the pistol shook violently.

The life-saving pistol, which had been with him for many years, fell straight to the ground with a crisp thud.

But he didn't have time to care.

He was afraid, afraid that his bullet would shatter not only the third uncle's chest.

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