Feeling that the insect in his arms was shaking for a long time, the old ghost raised his arm blankly. There were still two knife marks on his hand. He might have injured an artery and was still bleeding...

Looking up at the brightly lit Cuiyun Tower in front of him, the old ghost mechanically took out the words from his pocket and put it to his ear.

...

After a long time,

The old ghost uttered a good word, and the insect words in his hand fell to the ground.

...

This world is full of smoke and romance...

Most infatuated people are greedy and don’t understand until they laugh and cry...!

I want to ask how big the sky is, but I’m afraid my days are numbered...

...

Staring at the night sky, the old ghost shed cold tears: "Qin'er, I'm sorry for you."

Under the moonlight, his back was so lonely...

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Wangjiawan.

Wang Dan's hometown.

Geng Mo and Zhan Bao were drinking heavily in the small courtyard.

After touching it with Zhan Bao, Geng Mo drank it all in one gulp. The strong liquor brewed in the country was so delicious!

Throughout the whole day today, Geng Mo and Zhan Bao worked together to kill almost all the water monkeys in the lake!

There was a dense mass of corpses lying on the bank of the water!

That’s a joy!

...

Zhan Bao picked up the wine bowl: "Mo, you haven't slept for several days. The kang in the back room has been heated for you. After you finish drinking, you can go and have a good sleep."

"You won't sleep with me?" Geng Mo's eyes were blurry: "I'm afraid of the cold..."

Zhan Bao shivered and moved his butt back cautiously: "No...there is a kang...it's not cold."

"It's cold..." Geng Mo grabbed Zhan Bao's hand and raised his eyebrows: "Let's get together tonight."

Zhan Bao sat down on the ground, his face expressionless.

"Hahaha... Come and have a drink..." Geng Mo took out the insect words and put it to his ear... After a moment, he stood up with a smile and walked out of the courtyard while listening.

"What's going on?" Zhan Bao stood up and asked with lingering fear.

"It's okay, just drink your drink and I'll be right back."

"Oh!" Zhan Bao sat back on the stool again and filled Geng Mo's empty bowl with wine.

...

Outside the hospital.

Geng Mo replied solemnly: "Lin Chong, if you are like this, you should go to the place where Wang Dan's parents live now..."

After burning the incense, Geng Mo walked back to the courtyard with a smile on his face.

"Is something okay?"

"Alas, a big shot has come to the city." Geng Mo pretended to be mysterious and winked, then sat on a stool and drank all the strong wine in the bowl...!

"I know this, you are the leader of the Holy City."

"Yeah..." Geng Mo bared his teeth and smiled: "Brother, you see, I have to go back... The Zhongfu Yamen sent me a message, ordering me to arrive the day after tomorrow morning, saying that I would represent the market to that adult.

See you off. I said let the old ghost go, but he said it was not okay, haha...!"

"Hey... the morning after tomorrow?" Zhan Bao hesitated: "This is a big deal, I have to go back... How about you ride back on the silver wolf, your feet are fast."

"Haha, okay!" Geng Mo smiled and picked up the wine bowl: "Then I'll leave first after finishing the wine?"

"Mo," Zhan Bao scratched his head in embarrassment: "Dandan still needs to be raised for a while, and the management office..."

"Is it boring for us brothers to say this?" Geng Mo pretended to be angry and glared: "You are such a fool, come on... let's touch one!"

"OK!"

With a smile on his face, Geng Mo slowly walked out of Wangjiawan. After confirming that Zhan Bao was nowhere to be seen, he turned over and mounted the silver wolf...

For a moment, my face was filled with tears!!!

Silver Wolf seemed to feel the violence in the heart of the young man on his back, and flew up like a stream of light...

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On the outskirts of the city, in a dilapidated factory building.

The old ghost staggered in step by step, his trouser legs dripping with wet blood...

Seeing Xiaoya with his limbs cut off and curled up in a pool of blood...

The old ghost was relieved at this moment, and his frown finally relaxed.

He seemed to understand the cause and effect of the whole thing.

...

"Did you bring Linglong Xue?" A person on the high platform, with a pale face and eyes as cold as stars, leaned over and asked with a smile.

This person was none other than Zhen Wuming, and standing behind him was Zhen Wudi, who was glaring at him like a bear.

The old ghost smoothed his tangled hair and said, "Feng San brought you here, right?"

Zhen Wuming squinted at the old ghost with a smile on his lips.

The old ghost raised his head and shouted loudly: "If you hand over Xue Linglong, can you save my wife and I's lives?"

"Haha...!" After smiling sickly, Zhen Wuming slowly walked down, pointing to the mud-like man on the ground and said: "He also made a request to me, you see, he is dead...

..."

A strange knife appeared in Zhen Wuming's hand. He looked at the old ghost and licked his lips: "Before he died, he called Brother Donkey, right?"

Seeing Zhen Wuming getting closer and closer, the old ghost also smiled: "You haven't answered my question yet..."

Zhen Wudi stopped, and the writhing knife suddenly stopped in his hand: "Hand over Xue Linglong, I don't have to kill you."

"Hahaha..." The old ghost laughed so hard that tears came out! He majestically reached into his arms and secretly grasped the loaded Suzaku gun!

"Hang!"

"Crack!"

The old ghost appeared on the left side of Zhen Wudi. Li Jiahong on the stage looked at the blood hole on her chest in disbelief!

The muzzle of the gun in the old ghost's hand was still emitting black smoke. He looked down at his chest that was almost split in half and smiled...

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On the morning of the third day, when it was still dark.

Geng Mo finally came back!

I saw the white cloth hanging over the door of the management office...

His heart dropped to freezing point!

Even his normally straight waist was trembling slightly...

Slowly walking up to the second floor, there were three corpses covered with white cloth on the ground.

Geng Mo just stood there, watching... his heart seemed to stop.

...

The funeral procession was very simple. Geng Mo was dressed in white and holding two coffins of different sizes on one side with an expressionless face.

Lying on the left side are Lao Gui and Xiao Qin, but on the right side is his little brother, Xiao Sa.

The funeral procession was very lonely, with only Lin Chong, Uncle Tian, ​​and Wang Qiong who came in a hurry...

There was also a silver wolf, carrying Er Pang who was still awake on his back.

...

Geng Mo also asked about Jiang Ying's whereabouts?

Lin Chong told him that Jiang Ying left on her own when she learned that Xiaoqin had been kidnapped.

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Carrying the coffin, Geng Mo walked on the street expressionlessly.

The second fat man is still unconscious, but there are tears in the corners of his eyes...

...

I remember that time, after the brothers drank in the old house, they were over three minutes drunk... The old ghost hugged Xiaoqin and said with drunken eyes:

"I am willing to use three lives of fireworks to exchange for your confusion for one lifetime."

But none of the brothers at the scene laughed at the old ghost's fake culture...

But they all silently blessed this old man from the bottom of their hearts. Then the second fat man took the lead in making noises, completely making the old ghost drunk...

...

I still remember the first time we met, Geng Mo carried the old ghost into the cave in the forest, and the mustache didn't forget to straighten his clothes...

"I am exactly that, a spotless and beautiful young man, an honest and reliable young gentleman. He is also known as: Yushu Linfeng Little Ghost Brother..."

...

I still remember the most difficult time in Geng Mo! At that time... Er Pang and Zhan Bao were suffering in prison...!

He is also an old boy who ruthlessly sold off all his ancestors' property... What a fool!

...

hehe...

At Chaoyang intersection, accompanied by the cold wind, Geng Mo walked step by step in the snow, leaving only deep footprints!

His eyes were red, as if something was leaking out...

...

He looked up at the gilded word "Mofu" on the plaque.

Turning his head slightly, Geng Mo said softly to the coffin: "We are going home."

...

The cold wind suddenly started... the wind and snow were raging... but the courtyard in front of me just added to the desolation...

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Chapter completed!