"I'm Old Ample. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info," the transformer said.

"What!" Iron Slag was even more shocked, "Aren't you already ......"

"yes, I was beaten into a sieve that day, and I don't know why, I woke up and was here." Said the self-proclaimed "Old Amp" reformer.

"What about wildfire?" Iron Slag asked.

"I don't know, I'm old, my legs are not dexterous, and I was beaten down before I got out of the dock." Old Amp shook his head, and there was a mechanical sound of "zizz" in his neck.

"Do you know who sent you here?" Iron Slag asked again.

Old Ample spread out his hands, indicating that he didn't know anything, and then analyzed: "It is estimated that someone got my body, then froze it, and then transported it here to sell it for money, but it was just ......" He hesitated, "It is thousands of miles from the southern cemetery all the way to the wind and sand castle, plus I am old and my ability is average, so it is not profitable at all." ”

Tie Slag pondered for a moment, and couldn't think of anything for a while, so he briefly talked about the follow-up situation with Lao Anpu, and then called Zhao Wenke and Shen Bo in.

"Can you help find out how he was doing? For example, who sent it. Iron Slag asked Shen Bo.

"Okay." Shen Bo quickly complied, but in the client's information, the delivery time of Lao Chili's body was dr3714-10-06 afternoon, and the transporter column was empty.

"Are there any other clues?" Iron Slag asked.

"And some belongings." Shen Bo replied. It just so happened that they had completed the transaction and were going to the morgue to pick it up.

More than ten minutes later, Shen Bo walked out of the office building with the three of them, got into a jeep, came to the morgue similar to a fully sealed gymnasium, and walked in.

Walking through the morgue gate, the sight before you was shocking. The floor is as smooth as a mirror, the passage is more than 50 meters wide, and on both sides are super large freezers tens of meters high, which can not be seen at a glance. Hundreds of workers dressed in white were busy, some driving landing gear trucks, some holding registration books, standing on the landing gear platform, moving up and down, left and right, checking the freezers, and some driving flatbed trucks, transporting corpses wrapped in white plastic sheeting back and forth.

"Pick up your belongings, the number is ......" After entering the door, Shen Bo came to a registration station, opened the folder, and reported a set of numbers to the staff.

"Please wait......" The staff checked the computer information and left the registration station. After a while, he came back with a package sealed in a transparent plastic bag.

"My clothes!" Old Amp recognized it at a glance, took three steps and made two steps, rushed forward and snatched the package.

Through the plastic film, you can see that the dark green canvas jacket inside is stained with blood and bullet holes.

After saying goodbye to Shen Bo and leaving the Santa Maria Mechanical Transformation Hospital, on the way back, Lao Amp opened the package and carefully checked his previous belongings.

Tie Slag and Zhao Wenke also helped rummage, but the package only contained clothes and pants, as well as some small items such as pens, money bags, and knives. I rummaged through it, but I didn't find any useful clues.

In the end, it was old Amp who was familiar with his own things, and found a line of small words in the corner of his jacket.

"I didn't write it." Old Amp said with great conviction.

Looking along his fingers, the expressions of the iron slag and Zhao Wenke froze at the same time, because it was written:

"May the flame be brilliant!"

Quietly, the hearts of the three of them were like the sea churning, setting off a thousand huge waves.

In this world, there are still many people, who hide in the corner of the light, silently supporting the fire.

Perhaps, they got some scattered news, combined with a few words in the newspaper, and guessed the cause of old Amp's death.

So, they traveled thousands of miles across the ocean and quietly sent the body of Old Amp to the Wind Sand Castle. Let him have the opportunity to return to the world again and work for that common belief.

A message has exhausted the vicissitudes of life and boundless blood.

We are in every corner of the world, waiting for the rekindling of the flame and the call of the thunderhammer!

Suddenly, the three of them raised their heads, as if they saw the moment of sparks burning in the gradually dark sky......

I don't know how long it took for the jeep to come down the ring road and into the shopping street. At this moment, it was nighttime, and the street lights were on.

Although the stench of the corpses has not yet dissipated, many shops have opened their doors, and the streets are gradually becoming sparsely populated.

Raff, with a bandage on his shoulder, opened the door and placed the first toast on the counter after the infestation.

"Freshly baked bread, only three copper plates." Raff opened his voice and shouted.

"Three." The driver, who had just parked the car, stepped forward and took out nine copper coins and placed them on the counter.

"Okay." Raff expertly packed the bread in a paper bag and handed it over.

"Two bosses, let's have something to eat." Taking the bread, the driver trotted to catch up with the iron slag and Zhao Wenke who were about to go upstairs, and said.

"Thank you." Iron Slag took the bread and ate it as he went upstairs.

"Good evening, Mr. Staff Officer, our boss has gone to Chifeng Fortress." Walking into the corridor on the second floor, an employee of Ciris Investment Co., Ltd. greeted him, first explained Ciris's whereabouts, and then added, "However, Miss Tieling is back." ”

Zhao Wenke nodded, and then walked into the office with Iron Slag and Lao Anpu.

Iron Bell was sitting on the sofa, looking at the dancing candle flame in a daze, and when he saw Iron Slag enter the door, he stood up and stared straight at him.

"Coming back?" Iron Slag asked.

"Hmm." Tie Ling nodded his head gently, his calm eyes were full of sadness, no pain, no helplessness, but as deep as the sea and as deep as a mountain forest.

Looking at her appearance, Iron Slag couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, he had the same experience, and it was easy for him to guess what happened to her. So, he silently stepped forward and hugged her hard.

She ...... She's dead...... Just like mom...... Dead ......" the girl murmured, tears streaming down her face. She once told herself to be like that person, with the strongest heart, to face this cruel world. No matter how much hardship she endured, no matter how many sins she suffered, she would never shed a single tear again, even in the face of death, she would stand proudly.

She had thought she had done it.

But I didn't know that the heart cast from copper and iron also had a time when it was melted into molten iron.

"Cry, cry loudly, she will understand, she will understand!" Iron Slag roared loudly with red eyes.

Until this moment, this strong girl could no longer control her emotions, "Wow! He burst into tears.

"She's dead! She's dead! She's dead! She screamed as if she had gone mad. The intense sadness also moved the old Anpu, who had cold five senses.

During the whole process, Iron Slag just hugged her tightly and didn't say a word. Because of this affection, it will precipitate in the deepest part of her soul and become a part of her life.

With her, drifting on the vast sea, walking in the vast desert wasteland, and throwing herself into the cold world.

This is the inheritance of iron and blood, the legend of the insects.

"Let's go, it's almost the holidays, go home, I'll catch gerbils for you to eat." When the iron bell gradually calmed down, the iron slag patted her on the back and said.

"Hmm." Iron Bell wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously.

It didn't take long for a few people to go downstairs, get into a jeep, and go to Chifeng Fortress.

Just as Iron Slag and the others were leaving the Wind Sand Castle, Cyris shook a small fan and twisted his waist and walked into Hagrid's office.

At this time, Hagrid was sitting at his desk flipping through the materials, and when he saw Cyris coming in, he immediately put down the papers, got up and welcomed, "Boss, why are you here, you are not welcome." "Ciris is the chairman of the investment company, and the Chifeng Fortress is an industry under the name of the investment company. So, at least on the bright side, in the official documents of the Silver City World, she is the big boss of the Chifeng Fortress and Hagrid's boss.

"Let's inspect the post-war work, can't you?" Cyris raised his pointed chin, lowered his eyes, glanced at Hagrid obliquely, and then closed his small fan and said arrogantly.

"Okay, okay......" Hagrid said with a smile and a nod repeatedly.

"What are you doing?" Cyris asked.

"I'm looking at the list of preparations for the feast of the gods." Hagrid said truthfully.

"Really?" Cirith looked at Hagrid's face with a look of suspicion.

"yes." Hagrid said sincerely.

"Do you understand?" Cyris suddenly frowned, knocked Hagrid's shoulder with a fan, and said with a little disgust, "Simple-minded, well-developed limbs......"

"Hey...... Hagrid smiled smirked, not answering.

Cyris glanced at him, then changed the conversation, and said, "By the way, your younger brother is really too arrogant, and he doesn't take my aunt in his eyes at all. ”

"This ......" Hagrid grabbed his hair, then stood up straight, his face was pale, he bowed to Cirith seriously, and said, "Miss Ciris, on behalf of my fifth brother, I apologize to you. ”

"What's the use of apologizing?" Cirius said aggressively.

"That'...... So what do you say to do? Hagrid asked.

"Beat him, beat him hard." Cyris said as he smashed his palm with a fan.

"Uh......" Hagrid was speechless.

"What, don't want to?" Cyris asked with a cold face.

"No...... No......" Hagrid quickly denied.

"What's that?" Cirith frowned, looking a little impatient.

"I ......," Hagrid said, touching his nose and feeling slightly embarrassed, "I can't beat him." ”

"Hmph, it's useless." Cyris snorted lightly and said disdainfully, "The cow is tall and the horse is big, but it is made of straw. ”

"Yes......" Hagrid agreed, nodding.

Cirith bit her lip and looked at him with a resentful look.

"By the way......" After a while, I saw her sly eyes slide around, and said, "I suddenly ......" She deliberately lengthened her voice, and after a few breaths, she said, "I want to be his sister-in-law." ”

"Ahh Hagrid was startled, and instinctively opened his mouth wide.

"Why, I don't want to!" Cyris widened his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"This ......," Hagrid stammered, scratching his head vigorously, "I...... I'm just a stupid soldier...... Nothing...... How can it ...... I can marry a noble lady like you. ”

"I like ...... with nothing," Cyris said slowly, putting his hand on his shoulder, looking him into the eyes, "because that's the only way to let you get into our Hiros family, isn't it?" ”

"Uh......" "Isn't it good!" "I ......" "What am I?" The ox is tall and the horse is big, and it is useless at all. "That's not what I meant......" "What does that mean?"

After being silent for a while, Hagrid gradually put away his smile and said sincerely: "Fourth Miss of the Shiros family, I am an insectivist abandoned by the world, and I can't give you ......"

However, before he could finish speaking, his mouth could not open, because a slender finger gently pressed against his lips.

"I know......" she whispered, as if muttering to herself.

"Since I met you a year ago, I've come to understand ......"

"Understand why my sister fell in love with him, so thoroughly, so desperately."

"I don't care, who you really are."

"I don't care, if you can accompany me for the rest of my life."

"All I care about is ......"

"Do you like me?"

In the face of such a simple and fiery confession, the tall man choked, opened his broad arms, and hugged the person in front of him with all his might.