In the elevator, Yang Song met Chen Mo who was about to go to the medical floor. The bald man's face was full of gloom at this time. When he saw Yang Song, the gloom was even worse.
Yang Song looked at Chen Mo, and some of his previous thoughts about Xiaorou suddenly ran away. In the entire Longteng base, if Xiaorou is the only woman who is close to him, then Chen Mo occupies a very important position among the men he is close to.
In a position, it can be said that Yang Song really regarded Chen Mo as a friend.
But Chen Mo did those things. Even though his starting point was good, it was still difficult for Yang Song to let go. Just like Fatty Gao, Yang Song would not have let go easily if he had not experienced so much in Fatty Gao's dream world.
Forgive Fatty Gao for betraying himself.
Chen Mo got out of the elevator, and the elevator continued to fall slowly. Secretary Ouyang suddenly said: "Team Leader Chen... is very sad."
"What does he have to be sad about?" Yang Song was stunned.
"In this dream, among the more than a thousand people who died because of Mr. Yang, one was Team Leader Chen's former comrade." Secretary Ouyang also had a somewhat complicated expression.
Yang Song opened his mouth, and finally smiled bitterly and said: "The world is too small."
"Yeah, no one would have thought that not even our base could escape." Secretary Ouyang said bitterly.
Yang Song's pupils shrank slightly and said: "What do you mean?"
"Ah? Don't you know, Mr. Yang? There was a staff member named Zhang Liwei in Longteng Base who died in the base like the more than a thousand people." Secretary Ouyang frowned.
Secretary Ouyang's words immediately reminded Yang Song of the bespectacled man he had just met after waking up from the dream world. He kept saying that he would have retribution. At first, Yang Song thought that his relatives were affected by him, but he did not expect that he would die.
They are actually people from the base.
The accusation came so quickly. Yang Song had long thought that such a day would come, but he really didn't expect that such a day would come. He leaned weakly against the cold iron wall of the elevator and murmured: "No wonder those people look at me.
His eyes will become like this..."
Secretary Ouyang regretted that he was talking too much, but then he thought about it. He couldn't hide it anyway. It would be better to tell Yang Song earlier, at least to give him some mental preparation. The days are still long. If the specialness of his body does not disappear, he will
If he has to bear such a terrible responsibility, every family member and friend of the deceased will curse him in the most vicious way. Can this young man still persist?
When Zhang Fusheng saw Yang Song, his eyes were filled with disbelief. However, they hadn't seen each other for just an hour. The Yang Song in front of him was not the same person at all as the Yang Song before him. The spirit of the two people was completely different. The Yang Song before him
Although Song felt guilty and uneasy in his heart, his eyes were firm, but now Yang Song was much more decadent. It was not that Zhang Fusheng had amazing observation skills, but that Yang Song's change was too obvious.
He looked at Secretary Ouyang in confusion. Secretary Ouyang leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Only then did Zhang Fusheng understand. He frowned and glared at Secretary Ouyang. Looking at the sighing Yang Song, he felt that he would be punished like this.
It was a bit awkward to bring it to the old man, but since the old man had spoken out, he had to do it no matter what.
"Xiao Yang, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhang Fusheng asked tentatively.
"No, what can I do for you, Team Leader Zhang?" Yang Songqiang said with a smile.
"There is someone who wants to see you." Zhang Fusheng smiled.
Following Zhang Fusheng all the way, Yang Song was absent-minded. He didn't hear what Zhang Fusheng said, but when he arrived at the door of the room of the person who wanted to see him, he roughly guessed the smell of medicine that he smelled.
Who.
In the room, there were two old men, one of whom Yang Song had met not long ago. It was the old man who was so lucky that he was saved in the dream world. This old man was sitting on a chair with his back straight.
He is old and straight. If his hair were not gray, you would not know he is an old man just by looking at his back.
In front of this old man was an old man who was completely lying on the bed and could hardly move. This old man's body was covered with various medical intubations. It seemed that he was relying solely on these devices to hang on to his life.
"Xiao Yang, you're here." When the old man noticed someone coming behind him, he immediately stood up and greeted Yang Song.
Yang Songqiang smiled and held the old man's hand, and then said: "I heard that the old gentleman is looking for me? But is there anything you need my help with?"
"Just call me Lao Liu. Ha, um, Xiao Zhang, you sit down first. Come on, come on, Xiao Yang, let me introduce you. This is Duan Yulin, Secretary Duan. Lao Duan, Yang Song is here."
The old man spoke a series of words and seemed very excited. Perhaps it was rare for him to regain his health and he seemed very active.
The old man named Duan Yulin heard what Lao Liu said, and immediately opened his eyes and looked at Yang Song. Yang Song looked at the look in the old man's eyes and felt an inexplicable chill. He had never been in a
The old man had seen such a terrifying look in his eyes. What was that look? Desire, yes, desire. Even an outsider like Yang Song could clearly see the desire to survive in this old man's eyes.
However, the old man named Duan Yulin quickly realized his gaffe. Within a second, his eyes became extremely gentle. He opened his mouth covered by the trachea with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Little
Yang...you're here, I'm really...sorry, I'm like this...I can't get up to greet you."
Yang Song swallowed his saliva and said quickly: "What's going on? It's an honor for me to meet the old gentleman. How can I let you come to greet me?"
"Haha...Young man, you are energetic...Okay, very good, Lao Liu, tell him, I am speechless..." Duan Yulin struggled to say the second sentence and stopped talking.
, just smiled and kept looking at Yang Song with gentle eyes, looking up and down, as if he wanted to clearly remember all the characteristics of Yang Song.
But no matter how hard this old man tried to hide it, Yang Song couldn't forget what was contained in the first glance he took of him. He knew very well that the two old men called him here specifically, probably because Lao Liu was lucky in the dream world.
Didn't he make the dying old man envious and jealous when he regained his health?
Lao Liu sighed, patted Duan Yulin's hand, and said: "I never thought that people like Lao Duan would become what they are now... I think about how high-spirited he was when he was young. He was more than eighty years old.
Years have gone by in the blink of an eye, alas."
Yang Song sat silently on the chair, and Zhang Fusheng also remained silent. Obviously he knew what the old man meant.
Old Liu changed his tone and said to Yang Song: "Although people are destined to die, but like Old Duan, who is seriously ill in his later years and cannot even take care of himself, it is really... Xiao Yang, I am also entering with you.
People who have lived in the dream world, although they are not awake most of the time, I have indeed witnessed the magic of your dream world. Next time, Lao Duan will enter the dream world with you..."
"I knew it was like this..." Yang Song interrupted Old Liu with a wry smile: "Old sir, I won't refuse, but you also saw that there were three people who entered with you, and only the one who succeeded was
You! The failure rate is too high and no one can guarantee it."
"No, Xiao Yang, we know this. To be honest, Lao Duan won't live long. He will die soon. You are also the last hope here. If he dies in your dream world, we
There won't be any complaints. Whether you live or die depends on luck. Alas, although Lao Chen and Lao Zhang are dead, I don't think they will regret it." Mr. Liu said with a bitter smile.
"I just hope that Xiao Yang can help Lao Duan as much as possible in his dream, please!" After saying this, Lao Liu actually bowed to Yang Song.
Yang Song quickly stepped aside, and Zhang Fusheng also rushed over to help Mr. Liu, smiling bitterly: "Mr. Liu, why are you doing this?"
"Yes! I can't afford this gift, but don't worry, old gentleman, as long as people enter the dream world, I will try my best to help them. You don't have to do this." Yang Song hid behind Zhang Fusheng and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Mr. Liu said gratefully: "Old Duan! Did you hear that? Xiao Yang promised to help you! You have to work hard! Don't die!"
The old man over there also showed a grateful look at Yang Song. Yang Song was so shocked that he had goosebumps. Yang Song had never seen such an affectionate look from his ex-girlfriend, let alone that this look came from
An old man who was nearly a hundred years old said goodbye to the two old men and hurriedly walked out of the room.
But Yang Song never expected that there were more people at the door. Most of these people were wearing black suits, and looking at the scurrying steps, it was obvious that they were not people of ordinary status. A man in black stepped forward and bowed to Yang Song.
Bowed and said loudly: "Thank you Mr. Yang!"
"Thank you, Mr. Yang!" More than a dozen men in black shouted in unison. Fortunately, there were not many people nearby, otherwise it would have attracted a lot of good people to watch.
"You... you?" Yang Song was frightened by this battle, but Zhang Fusheng came out in time and took him away from here.
Hiding in a room, Yang Song realized that just for that short period of time, his back was soaked, which showed how much pressure he was under!
"Have you never encountered this kind of thing? Haha, you will get used to it in the future." Zhang Fusheng poured a glass of water for Yang Song and said.
Yang Song drank the glass of water in one gulp and said with a wry smile: "Not only have I never encountered it before, but I have never encountered it at all!"
"They are all descendants of Duan Yulin." Zhang Fusheng snorted coldly.
Yang Song was stunned for a moment, and then he said clearly: "No wonder."
"This is still a small number. Duan Yulin has a total of six sons, three daughters, and more than thirty grandchildren. After excluding the useless ones, they are basically here. For them, Duan Yulin must not die. The entire Duan Yulin
The whole family relies on him to manage the whole family. Duan Yulin's death means that the Duan family has lost a pillar." Zhang Fusheng sneered.
Yang Song was surprised. What Zhang Fusheng said next was not surprising. No, in this era, it is commonplace. Every family must have a pillar. Isn't that the case with Peter? If he dies, the Rand family will definitely split.
What surprised Yang Song most was that Duan Yulin actually had so many descendants, which was unbelievable in this era of family planning.
Regarding Yang Song's doubts, Zhang Fusheng smiled lightly and said: "He used to be an officer of the Kuomintang. In the subsequent battles, he resolutely defected to the Communist Party and fled to Beijing with his three-bedroom wife and his family. These were his three wives."
It was different before and now, so there is no need to be surprised."
"However, you have to be mentally prepared in the future. Ever since Mr. Liu recovered from health, my phone has been turned off. Even though I have been like this, I still didn't expect Duan Yulin to be so decisive in getting me over, tsk tsk."
Having said this, Zhang Fusheng couldn't help but sneer. Of course, these words did not avoid Yang Song. It seemed that he was really fulfilling his promise and would not hide it from Yang Song.
Yang Song already felt his scalp numb. No wonder it was Mr. Liu who wanted to see him. It turned out that Mr. Zhang was not brought in with Zhang Fusheng's approval. It was simply him who moved him in. A big shot like him who is respected by the entire government,
He actually moved himself here while lying on the hospital bed, and he wasn't afraid of being laughed at if he told it. But it was this method that made Yang Song feel cold in his heart. Duan Yulin was so reckless, so what about the others?
What about the other old people who are older than Duan Yulin, who once had more power, and had wider connections? Even worse, what about those old people who used to be national leaders? Not to mention the involvement of Russian people, they don’t
Maybe they won't get a share of the pie.
Yang Song suddenly felt sympathy for Zhang Fusheng. I'm afraid he had never thought of such great pressure, right?
"Come on, come on, come on. It's best to get rid of all the people in the Dream Stealing Team. By then they will all be dead. I'll see how you end up..." Yang Song sneered in his heart.
Just as Long Tu and Long Er were worried, the breaking news that Mr. Liu successfully recovered from health completely shocked the country. Everyone who was qualified to know now all set their sights on Longteng Base. Even if they couldn't get through Zhang Fusheng's phone call, they
There are many ways to contact Zhang Fusheng, Duan Yulin is just the first one.
No one wants to die, even if the old people who are about to die are willing to do so, their fully grown descendants will not be willing to do so. There may be family ties or interests involved, but in the final analysis, Zhang Fusheng or those behind him
Those people's goal has been achieved, and the Longteng base can no longer be stable.