Murong Wanfeng pressed his shoulder hard, then walked around him, strode out, and locked the door casually.

It was quiet in the hallway.

Before coming, Murong Wanfeng deliberately dismissed the guards here.

He walked slowly to a window a little farther away, leaned back against the windowsill, took a cigarette from his pocket, took a hard puff, tilted his head and slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette.

In the smoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back at the detention room at the end of the corridor, and his heart was inexplicably heavy.

He could understand Long Yutian's feelings.

The special operations elite cultivated by himself, a comrade-in-arms who is regarded as a brother, has turned into a strong~rape~ murderer, and this matter will not be easy for anyone.

Originally, he had to be alongside.

However, he suddenly changed his mind again.

He believed in Long Yutian and would not do anything out of the ordinary.

He wanted to leave them a little time to say their final goodbyes......

In the detention cell.

Long Yutian was still standing in place, a pair of phoenix eyes as cold as ice, staring straight into the eyes of the harsh winter.

Under his silent and murderous gaze, Winter's body trembled uncontrollably.

He suddenly climbed down from the bed and crawled in front of Long Yutian, his body lay at Long Yutian's feet, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground, and he cried bitterly: "Boss, I was wrong, I'm sorry for you......"

Long Yutian looked down at him slightly, and said coldly: "Don't call me boss anymore, it's not me who you're sorry for, it's the mother who gave birth to you and raised you, the land under your feet, and countless flesh and blood compatriots who trust you." ”

When Yan Dong heard Long Yutian's words, he immediately cried even more grief.

Long Yutian listened to his mournful cry, looked at his body kneeling at his feet and trembling violently, and a trace of sadness quietly slipped through his eyes.

Although the harsh winter is a bit tragic, the tragic fate is never a reason for a person to indulge himself in murder and evil.

This only proves that the will of the harsh winter is not strong enough.

Therefore, after a series of heavy blows, the goodness and justice in his nature finally succumbed to the devil hidden deep in his heart.

Therefore, it was an accident that he embarked on this road, but it was also inevitable.

Long Yutian closed his eyes slightly, and then said slowly: "In the harsh winter, you could have been a man who stood up to the sky, but you allowed yourself to step into the mud, and fell deeper and deeper, and finally became a criminal who everyone spurned. At the beginning, when you choose this path, you should think about what you have given up, and you should also understand what is the end of this path. So, don't cry anymore, tears can't make up for the sins you have committed, and they can't get back the innocent lives that died because of you. What you have to do now is to truthfully confess your crimes, calmly wait for your verdict, and finally die peacefully, using your life to soothe the hearts of those who are alive and comfort the souls of those who died in vain. ”

Yan Dong really stopped crying, but he still knelt at Long Yutian's feet and didn't look up.

It's not that he doesn't dare, but he doesn't have the face to see his boss.

He admires the boss he admires and loves the most, and treats him as the boss of his brother, but he lives up to the boss's expectations of him......

He knelt in front of Long Yutian and said very solemnly: "Commander Long, please rest assured, I will definitely remember your words." ”

Long Yutian took one last look at Yan Dong, turned around and strode towards the door.