Even if he had exhausted all his agencies, he would never have imagined that Wu Hao would have more than a dozen loyal and brave men following him all the way here. They met Wang Yong again and rushed over at the critical moment.
As a result, he fell short of success and fell under the deer and rhinoceros knife! For this reason, Wu Hao, the thorn tiger, was seriously injured, and Song Ziyang was also injured.
However, fortunately, Zhao Neng and Qinglong Zhang Tianxin, the top killer who killed Shizhang Hongchen, finally had an explanation for Tie Feilin. Wu Hao, the Thorn Tiger, was sent to a nearby hospital by his men. After preliminary
After the diagnosis and treatment, he was immediately transferred back to their base camp.
Song Ziyang also went to the hospital for simple bandaging and wound treatment, and then got in the car and drove towards Pingyuan Wufeng Mountain with Wang Yong.
As for the fight in the hotel, they are not worried.
If Dongxingshe cannot even settle this matter, they will not be worthy of the title of local overlord.
Plain, Wufeng Mountain.
Chaitianling is the highest peak of Wufeng Mountain, nearly a thousand meters high and inaccessible.
At this time, two uninvited guests were welcomed.
The current person is wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, a crisp windbreaker, and field boots. Although his complexion is slightly darker, the lines on his face seem to be carefully carved out with swords and swords. He is simple and masculine, with a pair of dark eyes, as deep as ink.
, far away, seems to contain countless waves of the past, and the bottom can't be seen at a glance.
But when the corners of his mouth turn up inadvertently, he gives off a sunny feeling like the big boy next door.
His body was straight and straight, and he did not bend even when he was going up the mountain. He was obviously the kind of person who would move forward courageously and would not give up easily.
The person following behind him was not very old, he looked about twenty-four or five years old, his face was calm, his expression was steady, but his eyes were slightly sad and downcast. In his arms, he was holding a small square box of rosewood.
It was Song Ziyang and Wang Yong who brought Tie Feilin's ashes to see him off on his final journey.
Although he felt a little heavy, the curiosity in his heart still made Wang Yong quietly observe Song Ziyang's every move from the moment he went up the mountain.
After watching for several hours, he finally discovered a bit of a mystery.
Song Ziyang's pace had been unhurried and slow, as if he had maintained a rhythm. This made him couldn't help but feel that Song Ziyang's walking was actually much easier than he thought.
Moreover, if someone attacks him secretly, they must not succeed.
There was no reason, just a weird and almost absurd intuition. However, when he thought of the man in front of him, he not only killed Fang Xiong and other traitors, but also forcibly killed the boss of Dongxing Society, completing a counterattack that he still couldn't believe,
He firmly believed that his intuition was correct.
At first, he thought Song Ziyang was really guarding against some danger, but by the time he got here, Wang Yong was convinced that this was just a habit of his.
What kind of experience could make him develop such a terrible habit?
Wang Yong secretly guessed, but he didn't see that Song Ziyang in front had stopped. Just when the two were about to collide, Song Ziyang suddenly took a step to the side, and then reached out to hold his shoulder.
"What are you thinking about? We're here!"
A low voice rang in his ears. Wang Yong quickly looked around and realized that they had reached the top of the mountain.
At this time, he felt that his legs were too heavy to lift.
"Brother Song, is this what the boss is talking about?" Wang Yong glanced around and saw two side-by-side hills of different heights on both sides of them. Viewed from a high place, the five peaks looked like the palms of a giant.
It sticks out from the earth.
Although it is early autumn, the plain is located in the hinterland of China, and dry branches are already exposed on the top of the mountain, but the mountains below are still lush and green.
"Um!"
Song Ziyang took the urn and slowly walked towards the edge of the mountain.
A gust of mountain wind blew and the ashes were scattered everywhere and disappeared.
"When the bullet penetrates the chest, the warmth of the blood is instantly cold! When the autumn leaves leave their tips, a carat of maple frost quickly freezes! How can we think about the boundary between life and death? It is so refreshing to feel this moment. Don't worry about the next second.
Panic, who knows how long it will last? Leave the territory of darkness and find paradise!"
Song Ziyang softly chanted the war song of the Iron Fist mercenaries. He had heard Tie Feilin sing it before and knew that it was his favorite. Maybe he could hear it here.
After placing the urn under a boulder next to him, Song Ziyang took off his windbreaker, tunic suit, and combat boots, neatly placed them next to him, and put on the T-shirt, jacket, jeans, and Nike shoes he had brought.
Then he lit a few more cigarettes, and Wang Yong poured a bottle of wine in front of him.
Song Ziyang saluted with a standard military salute, while Wang Yong bowed deeply three times.
Patting Wang Yong on the shoulder, Song Ziyang said softly: "When you miss someone, just keep him in your heart. Okay, Tiezi needs to rest, let's go!"
Wang Yong didn't ask why he changed clothes, he just nodded, took one last reluctant look, and then walked down the mountain without looking back.
"Brother Song, where are you going next?" On the way, Wang Yong broke the silence and said softly.
Song Ziyang shrugged slightly: "I guess I will stay in the plains for a while. Before Tiezi left, he asked me to help him take care of a girl named Ye Lianyu. Do you know this person?"
"Miss Ye? I know. One time, the boss and I came here secretly, trying to intercept a batch of drugs from Zhenhai Group and resell them outside. As a result, we were plotted by the other party. The boss was injured, and we separated. Later, we were separated.
, when I found the boss, I realized that he had been rescued!"
"The one who saved him was Ye Lianyu?"
"Well! Our boss originally wanted to give her a sum of money to express his gratitude. But she refused. Later, the boss recognized her as his sister and established a pharmaceutical company under Miss Ye's name. However, Ye
The young lady doesn't care about the company's affairs, but has been staying at Pingyuan University. The boss said that she is a genius. By the way, I heard the boss say a few days ago that she seems to have researched something, which may cause trouble. He originally
I planned to rush over after finishing the club affairs, but..."
Wang Yong paused, obviously thinking of Tie Feilin again.
Song Ziyang gently touched his chin and murmured: "It seems that this matter is not that simple!"
"Brother Song, do you want me to contact Miss Ye?" Wang Yong suggested.
"No need!" Song Ziyang shook his head and suddenly smiled: "I don't know what it's like to go to college yet. Maybe I can experience it this time! I want to see who dares to bully Tiezi's sister!"
The breeze blows and the coolness spreads on the surface.
"Wang Yong, if you have something to do, go and do your work. You don't have to follow me. I want to take a look around." At the intersection halfway up the mountain, Song Ziyang suddenly spoke.
"Okay, I'll go back and see Cihu first. After everything at Tianmen is settled, I'll come back to you!" Wang Yong thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed.
"You know my relationship with Tie Zi, so you don't owe me anything!" Song Ziyang frowned slightly, stared into his eyes and said, "You can definitely pursue the life you want."
Wang Yong suddenly smiled, revealing a hint of cunning: "I have found it."
After saying that, turn around and leave!
Song Ziyang looked at his leaving figure and gently touched his chin.
Sometimes, it is not necessary to speak too clearly, as long as you understand each other's meaning, that is enough.
Watching Wang Yong leave, Song Ziyang slowly turned towards the scenic spot of Wufeng Mountain. Since he came here, he always wanted to see the scenery. He had not returned to his country for many years, and even the mountains, rivers and breeze made him feel comfortable and comfortable.
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Among Wufeng Mountains, the most amazing one is the Sky Peak, but the most beautiful one is the Red Leaf Peak.
Red Leaf Peak is covered with maple trees. In early autumn, the maple leaves will be stained with glowing colors, which is far from the most beautiful time. However, it is also extremely pleasant to see the gurgling water and look far away.
Therefore, there were still a lot of tourists. However, Song Ziyang was alone and walked on the less crowded roads. He didn't meet many people along the way.
Just when he turned around a forest and was about to walk towards the top of Red Leaf Peak, he suddenly heard an exclamation in his ears: "No, the snake is poisonous. Hurry, send him to the hospital..."
Then, there was a burst of noisy footsteps.
Song Ziyang glanced outside and saw five or six men with stern expressions running down the mountain in front.
Among them, an old man in his sixties was being held by two people, with a red strip of cloth tied on one of his exposed calves. However, at this time, the calf was already red and swollen.
On it, two small holes were vaguely visible, and the blood seeping out had turned black.
"If you do this, you will kill him!" Song Ziyang shook his head slightly, turned out from behind the tree, and stood in front of everyone.
Several people who were running wildly stopped immediately. Originally running down the mountain, the inertia was extremely amazing. Although the hillside here was gentler, these people stopped as often as they wanted. They were obviously not ordinary people.
Song Ziyang's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Put him down and I can detoxify him!"
"who are you?"
Chen Zheng's eyes were sharp, and his two men had already calmly taken two steps on either side of Song Ziyang, ready to attack.
"My ancestors are all Chinese medicine practitioners, so they have their own way of dealing with snake venom. If you don't believe it, forget it. However, if you take him down like this, the poison will invade his organs in less than ten minutes. By that time,
It's too late to save people!" Song Ziyang looked angrily, acting like a fledgling boy.
"Xiao Chen, listen to him!" The old man who was being held up spoke, his voice was not high, but it had an irresistible majesty.
"Yes!" Chen Zheng responded habitually, then paused, and then waved his hand reluctantly.