"President Tong, I think ......."

At this time, my fingers were still pointing at Lou Jianrong, and the corners of my mouth pulled up out of thin air, hideous and fierce.

"One more report to Mr. Lou."

"Later, I'll call an old comrade. Invite him to come over and participate in the Battle of the Protector Fangzhou Cemetery."

"This old comrade personally said at the memorial service of Shi Lao that he is the oldest old employee in Fangzhou."

"Coincidentally, his great-grandson is my student."

"The name of this old comrade is Zhang Shiwei."

"Believe ......"

"Mr. Lou has heard his old man's name."

Crackling boom!

A magnitude 8 earthquake broke out at the scene, the entire ground was turned over, and everyone was shaken to pieces.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder exploded one after another in the sky above the Qidong Factory, beating everyone's souls and turning into powder.

Lou Jianrong in front of him looked straight at me, and the flames of destruction in his eyes were extinguished in an instant.

Instead, there are thousands of miles of ice that connect the heavens and the earth.

Together with his face, his body!

As for his forehead, there was already sweat oozing down!

At this moment, Lou Jianrong showed endless remorse.

I regret that he made a move too early, regret his impulsiveness, regret the weight he put on me.

My counter-kill directly killed Lou Jianrong's soul and showed up on the spot.

I am not afraid of how awesome Lou Jianrong is, how great his potential is, and how broad his future is, the old monster can tell him to stop here with a word, and he will not be allowed to advance another half an inch for the rest of his life.

The others were even more frightened by my words.

However, before I was done, my hand had already crossed Lou Jianrong's mouth and pointed at his nose. Questioning lightly: "Mr. Lou has heard of the name of Comrade Zhang Shiwei, right?"

At this time, Lou Jianrong had been beaten by my words, and his armor was shattered.

A smile appeared on his face, and his pale and blue mouth opened slightly: "Of course I do. It's been a long time since I've visited his old man."

"Good."

I grimaced and shouted, "My debriefing is over."

When I said this, my eyes were fixed on Lou Jianrong.

No matter how his gaze dodged or shifted, I followed him like a maggot on his tarsal bones until Lou Jianrong couldn't bear it anymore and turned away.

This shows that I am afraid of Lou Jianrong!

Taking a light breath, I turned to April Secretary Zhengse and said, "April Secretary. Please pass on the word to Beiyue immediately, me. The Fangzhou Natural Science Society and the Tenth Sword Bearer have important matters to meet Beiyue."

"I'm going to report to Beiyue......

"His former closest comrades-in-arms, the robe where he once lived and died together, the Fangzhou Cemetery where his former brothers and sisters rested—"

"Yes! Person! Not! Law! Invade! Occupy!"

"Demolition!"

Bang bang!

Lou Jianrong's mobile phone fell to the ground and fell into five petals!

Then, Lou Jianrong took two steps back and sat on the ground.

At night, it became extremely cool, but there were still two points of piercing bones in the coolness.

Approaching November, Daba Mountain, which is adjacent to the Qinling Mountains, also has a hint of early winter.

The vast night shrouded the mountains, and the mountains were like the backs of strange beasts. And the owner of the back is silent in the depths of the earth, invisible and without a trace.

When the night was soaked with ink, the wind was stronger.

The century-old trees that have been preserved in the factory laugh in the wind, as if celebrating the victory in the defense of Fangzhou Cemetery.

In the food group, the powerful singing of our workers has been repeated many times, from the initial majestic and bright blood to hoarse and unwilling and painful.

It didn't take long for the cries to follow.

After a while, a faint and crisp song sounded low in the wind.

"In the vast sea of people, which one am I?"

"Which one am I in the rushing waves?"

In the next second, Qiyan's hoarse and mutated singing voice in the cold followed: "I don't need you to know me, I don't want you to know me, I will melt my youth into the rivers of the motherland."

Then, Bald Lao Liang's heart-rending night owl roared through the sky: "The mountains know me, and the rivers know me."

"The motherland will not forget ......"

"Won't forget me!"

When everyone in Fangzhou collectively sang that the motherland would not forget me, the whole world was echoing.

I just stood in front of the window, humming softly, and the blood on my body was burning.

The task of burying Shi Lao in Fangzhou Cemetery has been successfully completed.

Early the next morning, I led the team to drive directly to Jincheng!

Just overnight, a group of local reptiles led by Gou Faqiang were caught cleanly.

As for Gou Faqiang, he is crippled if he does not die.

But even if you are crippled, you have to step on the sewing machine when you should go in!

Bald Lao Liang deliberately asked Lao Jiang Tou and others to wander around the Daba Mountain Market Teahouse, and put the events of this day in a big book.

Once cut off from life, it was a hole that anyone could step on, but after many years, it finally took a bad breath.

And the secret of Fangzhou Cemetery also spread all over Daba Mountain.

At the gate of the factory, I saw countless local women and children kneeling on both sides of the road, crying and begging me to save people.

Save the gangsters who are infected by the miasma.

The patients were lying on the side of the road, their bodies black as maggots wriggling, their mouths spitting black water, and the stench filled the air.

I didn't make a move.

I won't help them carry the cause and effect of these thugs.

According to the plan, after burying Shi Lao, I will go to Longmen Mountain to check the condition of the dragon in the Bayan Kala Mountain.

But plans can't keep up with the changes.

On the way to the mouth of the Guanjiang River at the Erlang Shinto Dojo, I received a call from the Tianjia Army, asking me to rush back to Yandu immediately to attend an emergency meeting.

I wanted Ye Buyi to be present on my behalf, but the telephone order stipulated that I had to be there in person.

There are only a few days left in Fangzhou, and even if it is a big event, I am not in the mood to participate.

It's just that I'm a sword bearer in Fangzhou, and I can't escape this kind of meeting.