The police officers from the provincial department were shocked when they saw that their immediate boss was hit by a blow. They didn't know how to live or die. The cold raindrops hit the face and couldn't help but feel shocked.

No one said anything. Most people hugged and wiped out the young people in front of them. If Yang Xi woke up, they would definitely reward him. As for his future career... Even if Yang Xi died, the responsibility for killing these young people could be completely plagued by him. A dead person would not mind taking on several more charges, not to mention that the duty of a soldier is to obey orders.

The sound of uniform footsteps made the cold rainy weather more imposing, and the cold steel made the place more solemn. The police in City N looked at everything in front of them coldly, clenched their fists, but they couldn't attack, and their eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

The brothers of Longtang and Wolf Hall crawled out of the cranberry bar one after another. There was no scramble. In an orderly manner, the people who came out were automatically arranged on both sides of the alley to block the policemen who were guarding the gun.

Ren Changping and the wild wolf were the last to come out. Looking at the silent brothers, none of them escaped at the last minute. They were a little moved and had a greater responsibility on their shoulders.

The outermost Longtang and the brothers of the Wolf Hall held hands to form a human wall, and their cold eyes were staring at the submachine gun aimed at them without any emotion.

"Dada...dada...dada..." A violent strait echoed in the dark sky.

The police in City N closed their eyes, clenched their fists, and subconsciously pointed the gun in their hands at the back of the provincial department police officers.

Quiet, dead silence, so quiet that it makes people feel outrageous. The police officers of the provincial department didn't know what to do, and looked at the young men in Tianxing hunched.

The brothers in the front row of Wolf Hall looked at the brothers in Longtang, tried their best, and tried their best: "It's not... Longtang is the one who is the one who is in the world... the backbone... the wolf hall is also..."

Before he finished speaking the last word "not bad", he stopped breathing, but his eyes did not close, and he still looked at him angry and was arrogant without anger.

The brothers in Longtang looked down at the chest that was beaten into sieve and showed a faint smile. Yes, it was a smile, very light, so indifferent that people didn't know what they were laughing at. It seemed to be laughing at the cowardice of the provincial department police officers, and it seemed to have done something that they thought was the most worthwhile thing.

A row of nine people, holding hands, stood quietly in the alley. A lightest injured cousin, tilted his head to look at the dead brother, without any sadness, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said lightly: "Longtang is always the backbone of the heavenly walking, the dragon hall is immortal, and the heavenly walking will last forever." After shouting loudly, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood with a strong smell of blood. He bit his tongue and committed suicide. The brothers died, how could he be alive? His eyes were not closed, and facing death, he only had endless calmness.

Ren Changping and the wild wolf's eyes became hot, their noses became sour, and tears dripped down, mixed with cold spring rain, making it difficult to tell which tears were and which rain was, as if God was also crying for the brothers of Longtang and the wolf.

The young man in Seven Hundred Heavens walked, at this moment, completely holding his breath, and couldn't even feel the breath of life. The darkness before dawn and the eve of the volcano eruption, everything was so quiet.

"Dada..." The submachine gun swung horizontally, and the re-stocked bullets were quickly fired.

Although the brothers standing in the front row of Longtang and Langtang were still dead, their chests were blurred, and even the broken bones could be seen, painted white, and gloomy and exposed on their chests.

The Longtang and the Wolf cousins ​​standing behind them were the most threatened by death, but no one hesitated. They tried their best to break the hands they held tightly apart. The two completely different hands were perfectly fit together at this time. Everything was so perfect, and even the veins still revealed on their hands were as magnificent and beautiful as mountains and rivers.

Some brothers did not cry, but their hearts were bleeding. The great years and laughing sounds ended their brother's life because of this cold bullet.

The boy standing behind the dead brothers without any hesitation, blocking the gap left by his predecessors one by one, truly achieving a ventilated and real wall of humanity.

"No." The wild wolf roared, struggling to rush to the front.

The same is true for Ren Changping, his arms were dancing, his tears were like pearls with broken lines, his voice was miserable and tragic. He wished he could replace his dead brother.

The family must not be without a master for a day, the country must not be without a king for a day, and the two of them must not be without a king for a day. The brothers of the two halls violated the orders of the two people for the first time and hugged the two people tightly.

If the spirit is immortal, you will live forever in the world. Who said Lei Feng has gone abroad? Who said that there is no true love in the world? Who said that everyone will be afraid of death? The young man who is walking in heaven is afraid of death but is not afraid of death.

"Kill..." The wild wolf roared to the sky, and the blood vessels on his neck were protruding, like a wolf in a desperate situation.

Ren Changping was very quiet and honest. He played with a knife in his hand, and the rag was flying.

Ren Changping's voice was very calm, and even a little honest, saying lightly: "Today, let me fulfill my brothers' wishes!"

Let Changping's voice drifted with the wind and fell into the hearts of every young man in Tianxing. The warlike string in his heart trembled and plucked...

Ye Kai looked at Ren Changping and Wild Wolf strangely, but did not dare to express any emotions. He just stood quietly, and seemed out of place with these seven hundred people.

Women are tolerant to those who please themselves, and scholars die for confidants. The dead are gone, but they still stand proudly, just because they still want to block the cold and ruthless bullets for their brothers and block everything that is unfavorable to their brothers.

The young men in Tianxing turned their heads to look at Ren Changping and Wild Wolf. Everyone's eyes were filled with tears at this moment, and they raised their heads slightly, trying not to let it flow out.

Who said tears are the symbol of cowardly men, who said tears are the symbol of failure? At this time, tears are like gasoline on a pile of matches, the catalyst in chemical experiments, allowing the young man Tianxing to completely merge together without distinction between them.

"Kill." He screamed in unison, with just one sound, and more than half of the Tianxing boys' voice became hoarse.

The rolling sound waves soared into the sky with endless momentum, like muffled thunder on the ground, shocking the police officers of the provincial department. They had never seen such a momentum before. Even when they were in service, they did not face their comrades who were ready to die.

Their hearts were trembling, and they began to doubt whether they were doing right or wrong. They were doubting themselves and God. Even their hearts were bleeding, but their blood was boiling.

The young man in Tianxing pushed his brother's body forward step by step. Once upon a time, a saying among the young people was circulating, "If one day I fall, brother, don't be afraid, step on my body and continue to attack our enemies."

"Dada..." The provincial police officers who were too nervous could not stand the depressing atmosphere and subconsciously pressed the trigger. The sweat on their foreheads drifted down like rain in the sky.

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Dead, really dead, and again, the eighteen-day boys, but they shouted, "Brothers, we have paved the way."

Everyone, with the relief after release, hugged tightly the shoulders of the already bloody brothers in the front row.

The police were retreating, and the young men walking in the sky were moving forward, step by step as heavy as a thousand pounds, like a huge hammer hitting their chests, heavy and heavy.

The bullets could no longer intimidate these crazy teenagers, and the helicopter took off again.

"If one day, I am dead, please step on my body and kill our enemies; if one day I am disabled, please throw me into the center of the enemy, and I will use my last passion to make the enemy pay a heavy price; if one day I am half dead, please give me some sleeping pills, we will still be brothers in the next life..."

Each of the young men in Tianxing murmured to themselves, making their own voices, and it was more like one. If a monk who was enlightened passed by here and looked at the murderous bodies and lost expressions of these young men, he would be greatly surprised. This is the way of killing among monks and Taoists. To kill into Buddha, what is Buddha? If you can become a Buddha after three thousand sufferings, you will have no self in your heart. There is only the Dragon Hall, the Wolf Hall, the Heaven Walk, and only their own brothers. They really jumped out of the three realms and six realms and transcended the Yin and Yang and Five Elements. They are just ordinary teenagers, but they make the rigorous provincial department police officers who have received strict training fear and timidity, even if they have an absolute advantage in firepower.

Dozens of submachine guns spit out long flames, and the barrel became hot or even hot. However, if one of these young people died, another would fill it up.

Life is precious and money is even higher. Don’t they think about their young life? Don’t they want to be indulgent?

One by one, the young people lost their breath, stood firm one by one, like a mountain, and there was a look of regret on their faces.

"Kill." The wild wolf's voice was extremely hoarse because his voice was hoarse and he was even bleeding.

Ren Changping held up his hand, and the hijab in his hand was baptized by the cold raindrops, and walked forward quietly. All the young people walking in the sky gave way to him.

"Loneliness is like a song, blood, open-minded heart, killing you endlessly, you are willing to be your brother, and you will be a human being in the next life, and you will still be like this."

Ren Changping's voice was very low, and he didn't even know that he would say such words. He smiled sadly. Maybe he had been in front of Brother Xiao for a long time.

"Loneliness is like a song, blood, open-minded heart, killing you endlessly, you are willing to be your brother, and you will be a human being in the next life, and you will still be like this."

The voice was extremely dull and hoarse, and even a little hard to hear clearly. Everyone was laughing, laughing, yes, it was indeed laughing, a kind of calm smile, a happy smile. Even when facing death, they would laugh at life, and in the next life, they would still be brothers.

The young man who is walking in heaven, the heaven is not afraid of the earth.

However, the bullets were equally ruthless, and the machine guns on the helicopter poured down.

The brothers of Longtang and Langtang fell in large numbers.

"Bang bang..." It was all the sound of machine guns, and the brothers of Longtang pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the helicopter in the sky.

The helicopter fled in panic in black smoke.
Chapter completed!