218. Holding a salary in secret, there is also a warm fire
Looking at the man in black who suddenly walked up to the tombstone, Song Qing hesitated, but still returned the salute.
Uncle Chen on the side stared at this man with some confusion.
Until I saw him half-kneeling down, I still couldn't help but speak:
"Who are you? Are you Chen Mo's friend?"
As his voice fell, the man seemed not to have heard it.
Still half-kneeling respectfully, facing the tombstone, the ceremony was solemn.
Dressed in pitch-black ink, it seems as if it can absorb the surrounding lights, making it extraordinarily profound.
Such clothing is eye-catching enough.
Now appearing at Chen Mo's funeral, it has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention.
Many reporters quickly focused their cameras on this mysterious man who suddenly appeared on the scene.
Originally, except for Song Qing, no one, whether they were seniors or juniors, had to kneel down and worship.
After all, what Chen Mo did cannot be publicized. To have such a burial place is considered the best ending in their opinion. Therefore, when everyone present salutes, they all bow, and bending down is considered a salute.
The man who suddenly appeared now was the first person besides Song Qing to kneel down to Chen Mo spontaneously.
He stood alone and knelt there.
He held his chest upright, faced the tombstone, and said in a deep voice:
"I'm honored to meet Mr. Chen. This glorious world is exactly what you wished for!"
The sound was not loud, but it was able to be heard clearly by everyone present.
Many people's expressions changed slightly.
Reporters refused to miss this wonderful shot, and this sentence was successfully conveyed to various platforms through the camera.
Noticed the shots of reporters who were a little excited.
Uncle Chen couldn't sit still anymore. With a gloomy face, he walked half a step behind the man:
"Boy, just pay homage and that's it. There are so many reporters taking pictures. Our old Chen family can't afford to lose this guy! Chen Mo hasn't done any good deeds. What do you mean by kneeling here for him? He deserves it.
?"
The voice is hoarse and ear-piercing.
hear the sound,
Chen Xiaoqingdai frowned slightly and glanced at Old Uncle Chen.
Although she felt that what her father did was indeed wrong and she was deeply ashamed of it, her father was already dead and buried deep here.
If the old man talks like this again, it will be a bit harsh after all.
The man in black, however, acted as if he had not heard the question, still kneeling there, unmoved.
The body is straight and tall.
Old Uncle Chen couldn't help but frown, and actually ignored himself?
For a moment, nameless anger arose.
Go forward directly and prepare to attack him!
Seeing Old Uncle Chen step forward, the people around him did not try to stop him.
Uncle Chen just stepped forward and was about to take action.
suddenly,
The man in black turned his head and looked at him!
The wide black hat covered most of his face, making it difficult for outsiders to see clearly.
But the mysterious aura surrounding him is terrifying.
at the same time.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a clear thunderstorm exploded in the sky!
The sound of shredding was like ripping silk, which was horrifying. Uncle Chen shuddered all over when he heard the sound, and couldn't help but tremble.
An inexplicable strong wind came and blew the hood of the man in front of him.
When the hood was about to be lifted, the covered cheeks were exposed.
"you!?"
Seeing this, Old Uncle Chen took a step back and his face immediately turned pale.
He hesitated, but it was like a lump in his throat.
Just stared at him with frightened eyes.
In this regard,
The man in black stretched out his dry palm and pushed down the hood again.
The fierce wind around me quickly subsided, and the thunder in the sky also dissipated.
Everything is very strange.
There was thunder and strong wind.
At this time, those people who looked up at the strange weather turned their attention back to the funeral scene.
But he found that Uncle Chen, who had just been acting like he was relying on his old age, now had a waxy complexion and kept backing up, looking at the man in black who was trembling all over, as if he was too scared to speak.
"Uncle Chen, what's wrong with you?"
"Quickly, bring some water over here for me to drink!"
"Did you have high blood pressure again?"
People around him hurriedly stepped forward to support Old Uncle Chen and hurriedly helped.
I thought the old man was frightened by the thunder. There was thunder and strong wind. It was really an unusual scene.
The reporters were also holding the camera in panic at that moment, except for Uncle Chen who was the closest.
No one could see what the face under the black clothes looked like.
Several superstitious old men whispered among the crowd:
"With this damn weather, is it possible that even God can't stand what Chen Mo is doing?"
"I heard that this kind of thing happens when some people are buried. It's very strange!"
"After all, he has done something bad. Chen Mo can be blamed no matter what the weather!"
"Stop saying a few words!"
In front of Chen Mo's tombstone.
The man in black ignored Old Uncle Chen, who was still in a state of shock as he was being supported by everyone.
Instead, he slowly got up and stood up.
Through the black clothes, he seemed to be able to see the people around him.
The black clothes blocked the surrounding sunlight and made his skin look whiter.
His eyes seemed to linger briefly on Song Qing and Chen Xiaoqing, and he bowed deeply to them.
"Thanks!"
Song Qing looked startled and returned the gesture.
The corners of his dry and peeling mouth trembled slightly as he whispered his thanks.
Next to her, Chen Xiaoqing stared at the man in black with doubtful eyes. She couldn't figure out who he was.
Why are you wearing such a dark windbreaker, as if you are deliberately hiding your appearance?
Her unusual attire makes her elusive.
After watching the man in black leave, the whole funeral seemed to have returned to calm.
After such an episode, reporters could only refocus their cameras on the funeral.
Some sighs.
I failed to seize this opportunity to take more photos of this mysterious man.
It would be better if I could do an interview.
Unfortunately, the man in black has a mysterious aura that prevents strangers from entering from the beginning to the end. Even experienced reporters will feel deep resistance and fear in their hearts when they try to approach him.
There is a feeling that the whole body is rejecting contact with it.
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So when the man in black left, no reporter came forward to interview him.
The camera just recorded that after he left, he returned to a normal funeral.
Netizens were a little uneasy:
"What does this mean? You're wearing the same clothes as the messengers from hell when attending a funeral?"
“Is this style popular now?”
"This is Chen Mo's funeral. Did you hear what he said? Are these three views correct? There must be something wrong. Report him quickly and arrest him. He might be a walking millionaire!"
"Really, if I report it, you will give me one million?"
"It's so strange. When I see him on the screen, why does the clarity feel like it's being throttled back, and it's blurry and stuck?"
"Damn it, I thought it was just my home network that wasn't good!"
"Are you just going to let that guy go without reporting him? I feel like something is wrong!"
...
Netizens called for reports, and the outcry gradually grew.
Uncle Chen at the scene recovered slightly, his face was still a bit pale, and the horror in his eyes could not be calmed down:
"Just... did you... did you see what he looked like just now?"
The people around him who were supporting him shook their heads.
He said he didn't see it at all.
Everyone was looking up at the thunder, but could not find the lightning trace of the dry thunder, so their eyes were blinded by the wind.
How can I have time to see what a man looks like?
Besides, how can you see the hood of such a big windbreaker?
Many people thought that Uncle Chen was frightened and did not take his reaction or words seriously.
...
After a while.
far away,
Where Su Chen stood,
The figure of the man in black slowly emerged and walked quietly to Su Chen's side.
There seemed to be tears falling from his cheeks:
"Thank you for letting me say goodbye."
"No one will remember what I did!"
"Just like this funeral, when it's over, I've really left."
"That's fine, I have no regrets in my heart and in the Dragon Kingdom!"
A heavy hoarse voice came from under his windbreaker.
Hearing the words,
Su Chen nodded to him solemnly:
"Those who hold firewood for everyone should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow! You hold firewood secretly for everyone, adding to the raging fire that will scorch the world!"
"Even if everything you do is in the dark, even if you are immersed in darkness all year round and cannot see the light of day, everything you have done for the people of the Dragon Kingdom will be immortal and guard this land.
!Guard us people!"
"Please allow me, on behalf of the dragon people, to pay my highest respect to you and the hero!"
Said,
Su Chen bowed.
see the situation,
The man in black trembled slightly.
Think for a moment,
Then he spoke:
"Hero? Am I a hero?"
"Do you know why I'm undercover?"
"If you knew that I was so scared that I peed my pants in the face of darkness, that I was forced to go without sleep for several days, and that I almost let go and was exposed... If you knew that I watched my comrades lying in a pool of blood, you would still keep telling me
Just stay calm and watch him die helplessly, if you knew..."
"Fame is our honor and our motivation. It is the testimony of every hero. I want to hang the photo high on the wall of honor like those comrades, but what I want is not to have any more
Such an opportunity to perform meritorious service! If possible, I hope that the entire Dragon Kingdom will not have such an opportunity to perform meritorious service!"
Hoarse and heavy.
With his voice,
The experience of being shrouded in darkness seems to be vivid in my mind.
It's moving.
Danger, hesitation, opportunity, despair, helplessness, gritted teeth and perseverance are all there.
He was not allowed any chance to turn back.
We can only grit our teeth step by step, and grit our teeth again!
persevere until the end!
His dead comrades are the stepping stones for his progress.
The ground beneath his feet is the belief he has adhered to throughout his life!
Standing firm in the darkness.
Hearing the words,
Su Chen looked at him blankly.
The eye sockets are inexplicably moist,
this moment.
It seemed that he finally understood his persistence.
He is also a flesh-and-blood person who can suffer harm.
but,
He wears the uniform of guarding the people.
This heavy uniform did not allow him to take even a step back.
Who said that the young generation of Dragon Kingdom has no bloody spirit!?
Chen Mo,
Gave the best answer.
...
The man in black calmed down his emotions and said in a solemn voice:
"I have to go now!"
Su Chen's expression changed slightly and he quickly stopped him:
