Hongxuan walked in the wilderness a little dejected, and he thought that maybe he had really killed the wrong person this time.

In the video sent by the liaison officer, Zhang Dong and Wen Xi kissed through bulletproof glass, which really made him angry! What made him even more angry was that he heard that Zhang Dong was wearing a ring on his left and right hands all day long, and the ring was given by Wenxi! I warned him a long time ago not to try to bring my son badly! My only son!

The moonlight was fresh, but there was blood in his eyes, he knew that Zhang Dong was a bloody man and was not afraid of death, but he didn't expect that before he died, what Zhang Dong said made him lose his mind for a moment.

He knew that the prisoners in the prison sometimes had to go out to carry out their tasks and take credit for their crimes, and among that group of people, there must be Zhang Dong.

He recorded the video of his accusation against Mo Qian, as well as some of the evidence that could still be searched, and the burial location of the body, and sent it to the liaison who surrendered by email, and waited immediately.

The grass was miserable, the moon was cold, and he lay motionless on the ground.

In such a county, the vehicles used to transport prisoners are often not very well equipped, and he knows this better than anyone else. And the car, which transported only a few prisoners, was even more difficult for him.

It took him a lot of effort to kidnap Zhang Dong alone, but Zhang Dong still stood in front of him, under the muzzle of his black hole.

"Before I die, the most reassuring thing is Wenxi, and the most reassuring thing is that you will hurt him after you go out!" Hongxuan said predictively.

"I won't hurt him." Zhang Dong said calmly.

"You can not die, but you have to promise me that after you get out of prison, you will never meet him!" Hongxuan said.

"I promised him that I would stay with him for 360 years." Zhang Dong said casually.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Hongxuan asked sharply.

"I'm afraid." Zhang Dong replied.

"Lao Tzu will give you one last chance, promise or not!" Hongxuan smashed Zhang Dong's head hard with the butt of his gun.

"Impossible." Zhang Dong said loudly.

Hongxuan asked Zhang Dong to walk forward, and behind him, the pistol ratted, and the bullet was loaded.

"Zhang Dong! One last chance for you! ”

Zhang Dong walked under the moonlight in the wilderness, and his expression was calm and serene in the moonlight.

He took off his shoes, his feet were in the mud, sinking, the weeds in the wilderness kissed his toes, cold and cold, like that night, Lin Wenxi's lips, like that night, his tears.

He saw that in the shade of grass, there were fireflies, like the flashlight that the child held in his hand more than ten years ago.

He enjoyed the breeze on his cheeks, like the child's whisper a few months ago. In those months, you actually lied to me... Those two rings, you are comforting me, hoping that I will be released from prison as soon as possible. Wenxi, everything you do, others may not be able to see the truth or falsehood, but in the two years together, how could I not know?

Thank you for giving me two years of opportunity.

If I hadn't done anything like that at the beginning, if I had been guarding you at that time, would the ending have been different...

He looked up at the floating clouds and dogs, looking at the moonlight sultry, at that moment, he felt that 10,000 years had passed in the world, and the person who should leave may have turned into dry bones on the grave, maybe the tombstone engraved with his name has been corroded, in this world, from the past to the future, there is no longer a person like him.

He walked slowly towards a swamp, and perhaps it would be better to rest there forever than to be bullied by the snakes and insects in the wilderness, and to die, he would die quietly, without leaving a trace.

"What else do you have to explain?" Hongxuan asked in a deep voice.

"I missed my appointment. Please don't tell him, I'm hanging. Zhang Dong said with a smile.

A dull gunshot rang out in the sky, and a lonely back pounced on the clear swamp in front of him, and then was mercilessly swallowed by the mire, the moon in the mire, shattered to the ground, it seemed that it could no longer be sewn together, it had been twisted fragments, and in these fragments, a stream of black blood gushed out.

Hongxuan walked dejectedly, Zhang Dong said: "You and the Forest Bureau, that is the righteous Bo Yuntian, me and Yuanxi, it is you and I who are willing." ”

Zhang Dong said: "Impossible. ”

Zhang Dong's last wish before he died was not to let Wenxi know that he was dead.

How could such a person cause harm to Wenxi?

No, no, he seems to have said that he wants to marry Wenxi?

How can a man marry a man? What about Wenxi? Hongxuan remembered that when Lin Wenxi and Lin Ziwei fell out that night, Lin Wenxi cried and pointed at Lin Ziwei and said, "How can you be so despicable that you actually threaten him not to approach me with the investigation of his father!" Let me tell you, Lin Ziwei, he will be your son in the future! The day you die of old age, he will help you die! ”

Wen Xi's words have become a prophecy, brother, you are gone, it is not Wen Xi who sees you off, it is Zhao Yuan.

Wen Xi's expression spun rapidly in front of Hongxuan's eyes, he was extremely scared, afraid of the child's crying, afraid that he would hold himself and call his father, he seemed to see Wen Xi looking at him with blood on his face.

Hongxuan came to the door of his own courtyard, how many times he approached here, and he had never entered it once.

Since his disappearance, there have been plainclothes arranged by Chen Tianjiao everywhere for many years, and the neighborhood must be full of surveillance. And when Chen Tianjiao was arrested, he was already wanted by He Fu...

Every time I kill someone, I get one step farther away from here.

Hongxuan saw her daughter come out and poured the remaining medicine residue in the corner, is my wife sick? In the wind, the courtyard crackled and shook in the wind. Hongxuan put his laundered money in a bank card, the account name was not his own, and the password was his wife's birthday. At the end of the bank card number, it happens to be Hongyan's birthday, and I believe that this clever daughter will definitely know who left it for them.

Hongxuan walked by the river in his hometown, squatting and sitting, and sat until early in the morning, as if he was always thinking about someone in his heart. After being seriously injured and in a coma that year, who was the person who saved himself? Who is that warm kiss between the lips? He and his wife were in an arranged marriage, and it seemed that his wife had never kissed him so wildly, hard, and deeply. And in that vague and obscure moment, the belief in my heart was no longer to seek revenge, but, instinctively, I wanted to see who gave such a deep kiss.

It's too late.

Until a cleaner came to inquire in surprise, because he saw a strange man on the riverbank, who had been in a motionless position for at least two hours.

The cleaner shook Hongxuan, and Hongxuan's body collapsed with a bang.

The cleaner found that there was blood in front of the man, the blood had dried up, and on his left was a cigarette butt on the ground, and on his right hand was a bloody pistol.