After a while, in the miserable white sky, with a little gray cloud smoke, in the lifeless community, except for the laughter of the doll, as if there was no other sound, a soldier came over, saluted An Ran, and said very politely:

"Miss An, our chief, I want to have a few words with you."

An Ran tilted his head, with a little doubt on his face, looking at the soldier who was speaking, and the battle practice also turned around, looking at the back of the soldier.

In the building in the distance, Luo Feifei stood at the entrance of the building, beckoned to An Ran, the expression on his face was a little solemn, he walked over, and said to Zhan Lian:

"Uncle Tang is really dying, you let An Ran in and say a few words to him, it's okay, there's no danger."

Zhan Lian nodded, glanced at An Ran, walked over, and said in a low voice:

"I'll go with you."

After speaking, Zhan Lian picked up the doll, took An Ran's hand, and walked to the building together, entering the corridor, which was black and rumbling, and there was a smell of dying wood.

An Ran frowned, and saw a little light coming from a door on the first floor, so she asked Zhan Lian to wait outside the door, don't carry the doll in, I'm afraid that the scene of the dead is too dignified, and the doll will be ignorant and make trouble, so she walked in by herself.

This is a large apartment on the first floor, about more than 100 square meters, the large living room is full of people, all of them are soldiers, all of them are superpowers, not power superpowers, or five elements of supernatural abilities, and even a lot of special abilities.

They came to see Tang Jianjun off for the last time.

Seeing An Ran come in, everyone got up, made a way for An Ran, and went straight to the bedroom, An Ran gathered the tweed coat on his body, sorted out the scattered hair, and organized himself, which was also for Tang Jianjun's respect.

She walked in slowly, arrived at the door of the bedroom, looked inside, and saw a double bed, Tang Jianjun was lying on it, with green tendons all over his neck, and the corners of his mouth were already phlegm.

Tang Siluo knelt beside the bed, holding Tang Jianjun's hand, there was no Lei Jiang in it.

On the other side of the bed are Zhang Boxun and Axe, as well as Luo Feifei who followed An Ran in, and there are only a few people in one bedroom.

"Enron..."

Tang Jianjun, who was lying on the bed, was obviously a little blurred, but when he saw An Ran coming in from outside the door, his eyes brightened up a little, and he waved at An Ran.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at An Ran, An Ran walked over, said a soft "um" in his mouth, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Tang Jianjun, and called,

"Chief Tang, it's me."

"It's been a long time... Long time no see. ”

Tang Jianjun moved his fingers covered with green tendons, but finally he didn't have the strength to raise his hand, so he laughed, a mouthful of yellow phlegm slipped off his mouth unconsciously, and he said unconsciously:

"I asked you to do me a favor... I, for the country and for the people... There are no regrets in death, but there are some things that I can't let go..."

In his ears, Tang Siluo's cry couldn't help but come out anymore, An Ran was in a heavy mood, and a great sense of sadness in his heart spread throughout his body, hearing Tang Jianjun say this, An Ran didn't know why, and felt that this world was about to end.

Although, sometimes Tang Jianjun's methods are tougher and more ruthless, it is undeniable that he has done what many people can't do and dare not do.

For example, the old and weak women and children with five big cards are struggling to survive in the last days, for example, he once single-handedly created the wire village, such a huge gathering place for survivors, for example, he also tried to restore the order of mankind.