It is natural for human beings to be afraid of death.

Since Zhao Gangliang entered this industry, he has already realized that he would be killed one day.

So Zhao Gangliang has been here to this day. According to Bai Xiaoqin's words, Zhao Gangliang already has a fearless heart.

But now, Zhao Gang-rye is scared.

He is not afraid of death, but about death, what should he do if those who care about him?

Huang Lingling, Guo Furong.

Wu Yaoqin, Lin Qianru.

My own parents, my own brothers and friends.

Imagine that one day she died, Huang Lingling, Guo Furong, Lin Qianru, Wu Yaoqin and the others were crying in front of their coffin, and their parents were covered in white hair, but they could only send them to black hair.

Zhao Gang's heart was trembling.

He couldn't accept such a picture.

"Brother Gang."

When Renault saw that Zhao Gangliang's face was a little wrong, he touched him and said, "What are you going to deal with aftermath?"

"Let's raise me, old man."

Zhao Gangliang came back to his senses and said, "We will come to the children's living expenses and education expenses. The compensation will be given according to the highest standards of our company. People will be arranged to observe their living conditions every month, so that their brothers can leave with confidence."

"Um."

Renault nodded and said, "Then I will do what you said."

After leaving the mourning hall, Zhao Gangqing didn't go anywhere. He went straight back to his home in Binhe Community.

This is my earliest home since I came to FJ.

Huang Lingling, Guo Furong and him live at home.

However, Huang Lingling is at work at this time, while Guo Furong is busy pulling red lines for men and women in the community, so no one is at home.

Zhao Gangliang sat on the sofa and watched TV.

There is a TV series that cannot be named after it.

After watching for a while, Zhao Gang-rye found that he couldn't stand it, so he got up and walked out of the house.

Where to go.

Zhao Gang-rye didn't know either.

As he walked, for some reason, Zhao Gangliang came to Fangya's base in the red light district.

There were no people in the base, everyone was busy going out, and there was only one person sitting on a chair reading.

The afternoon sun shines on the man, giving people a very dazzling feeling.

That man was Leng Bing.

Seeing Zhao Gangliang appear, Leng Bing didn't say anything and continued to read his own book.

Zhao Gangyan moved a chair to sit down next to Lengbing.

Leng Bing was still reading books, and she didn't even look at Zhao Gang.

After a long time.

Lengbing got up and walked aside, brought two bottles of beer over.

Leng Bing handed a bottle of beer to Zhao Gangqing, took a bottle and took a big sip.

Zhao Gangliang hesitated for a moment, and also picked up the bottle and took a sip.

The cold beer entered the stomach through his throat, which shocked Zhao Gangle's whole spirit.

"Leng Bing, ask you a question." Zhao Gangliang said.

Leng Bing put down the beer and looked at Zhao Gangliang.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"Not afraid."

Leng Bing shook her head.

If someone else said he was not afraid of death, Zhao Gang-ling would definitely say that the man was pretending, but Leng Bing said he was not afraid, then he would definitely not be afraid.

"Why?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"Death is nothing more than a form of life."

Leng Bing said, "According to medical terms, people still exist after death, but they have become another form of life in this world. To put it simply, death is not the end of everything. On the contrary, he is likely to be a kind of rebirth, and I actually have a certain curiosity about that rebirth."

Zhao Gangliang was a little speechless. He seemed to be a little crazy about asking questions like Leng Bing. For a strange person like Leng Bing, the so-called survival or death can be analyzed clearly from an academic perspective.

"People are afraid of death, mainly because of the unknowingness of death and the reluctance to leave life."

Leng Bing continued, "People don't know what death is, is pain or happiness? Does death mean disappearance? Death, everything that survives will become nothingness, glory, shame, wealth, poverty and humiliation, and all disappear with death. Friends, relatives, lovers, enemies, and after death, there is no connection to them, so people are afraid of death. When you are not reluctant to give up on life and know something about death, you will not be afraid of death."

"Reluctance to leave life."

Zhao Gang-ling looked at the beer bottle in his hand and said, "Because I am reluctant to leave, many people are afraid of death."

"So, when we are alive, we should make ourselves not regret. Because we do not regret, we will not be reluctant to give up. The ancients said that hearing the truth in the morning can make you die in the evening. It means that there is no regret in life, so there is nothing to be reluctant to die." Leng Bing's face showed a very charming smile that seemed to Zhao Gangling.

It seemed that she was very happy to tell Zhao Gang-ling these mysterious things.

"I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening."

Zhao Gang also showed a smile on his face, "What you mean is that people should live better when they live, and have a clear conscience. Is that right?"

"I mean, you should do something more meaningful, rather than discussing death with me here." Leng Bing finished speaking, sipped the wine in the bottle, then picked up the book and continued reading.

Zhao Gang stood up with a smile and walked out of the base gate.

Leng Bing continued reading with the book.

Not long after, Zhao Gangliang came back with a box of beer and placed next to Lengbing.

A look of surprise appeared on Lengbing's face.

"I think the most meaningful thing now is drinking with you."

Zhao Gang-rye opened several bottles of beer in a row, then picked up one bottle and handed it to Leng Bing, and said, "How about you drink it today?"

"I love drinking, but I don't like to get drunk."

Leng Bing said.

"It's okay, then drink less." Zhao Gangliang said.

"But I haven't been drunk so far." Leng Bing said again.

"Hahaha, let's compare who can drink more!"

Soon, the sound of the wine bottle touching the wine bottle rang.

When Renault Anszhao and others returned to the base, rows of beer bottles were placed on the floor of the base hall.

Zhao Gang-ryung lay on the sofa, his face flushed and looked drunk, while Leng Bing was still sitting in his own position, looking at the book.

"This is..." Renault looked at Leng Bing in surprise.

"He wants to get drunk, so I'll let him get drunk."

Leng Bing said.

Renault was a little confused, but he didn't ask too much, but moved away the 100 bottles of wine on the ground.

Zhao Gang-rye was lying on the sofa, sleeping sweetly, and the sound of moving things next to him could not affect him at all.

Zhao Gangliang rarely sleeps so deeply.

As a professional hunter, Zhao Gangliang hasn't let go of everything and sleep like this for a long time.

Every day, Zhao Gangliang kept a certain degree of vigilance, even when he was sleeping.

When I woke up, the moon was already on the willows.

Zhao Gang sat up and breathed a long sigh.

It's great to be able to breathe and live.
Chapter completed!