v2 Chapter 2529： : This is life

"Narrow fart!"

Lin Yi said: "That's all for fooling people, don't think it's useless, you killed so many people, God won't accept you, don't **** think it's useless, I will perform surgery on you personally, a bullet will cost you It's not your life!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Long coughed up another mouthful of blood, gasping for breath.

At this time, it was a luxury for him to want to say a complete sentence.

"My days in Yanjing... Mr. Lu has been very good to me... In addition to basic training, he will give me two days off every week, so that I will go home and take a look..."

After saying a sentence intermittently, Zhang Long took a few breaths.

"Every time I come home, the people in the village say that I have a future...but I deserve it...I am a murderer...I have ruined so many people...I am a guilty person..."

"I got my revenge...but these days...I can't get past this..."

Lin Yi's body trembled, and his expression froze at this moment.

During this period of time, he abandoned the evil in his heart, but the past made him unable to bear to look back and face it.

"I said, those people are damned, your handling is already very gentle."

"But……"

Zhang Long laughed miserably, "I thank myself for meeting you, otherwise I might have been living in the shadows..."

At this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps came, and Song Jinmin rushed in from the outside with people.

Finding Lin Yi and Zhang Long, Poker's people stopped and waited quietly without taking any further steps.

Song Jinmin glanced at Monica, who used to be the best surgeon in the world.

At this time, she has the most say.

But the latter just shook his head, expressing regret.

Seemingly feeling that someone was coming, Zhang Long glanced at him, and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"People are here, I'm relieved... Leader Lin, please take care of my parents... I'll go first..."

Zhang Long closed his eyes, and the temperature of his body gradually lost.

"Zhang Long!"

Lin Yi shouted hysterically, the blue veins on his head burst.

His emotions, at this moment, were out of the control of reason.

"Zhang Long!"

Lin Yi shook his body, but what responded to him was eternal silence.

Lin Yi leaned helplessly against the wall, and all his strength was pulled away at this moment.

"Help me take him away..."

Song Jinmin glanced at the person behind him, and a white man walked over and picked Zhang Long up.

Step by step, Song Jinmin walked towards Lin Yi and patted his shoulder.

"On this road, you always have to witness life and death. This is fate, and it is the same for everyone on this road."

Song Jinmin stared at him and found that the complex emotions on his face subsided in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

As a visitor, he knew very well that Lin Yi had passed another level.

This is the only way for him to grow up, because this way is made of dead people.

Taking out the cigarette, Song Jinmin put it on Lin Yi's mouth, and immediately lit it for him.

"Come on, it's not safe here."

Lin Yi nodded lightly, "Let's go."

The Poker people retreated one after another.

Lin Yi took Zhang Long's body, took him into the car, and drove towards Kyoto.

Along the way, Lin Yi said nothing and closed his eyes quietly.

He seemed to understand Zhang Long somewhat.

For 30 years, hatred has kept him up to where he is today.

Revenge is the fulcrum of his life, and now that the revenge has been avenged, for him, a peaceful life lacks meaning.

His kindness can't find a place to perch, and a wandering soul can't find a home.

Now, dust to dust, dust to dust, he can feel at ease.

Poker's place of accommodation is a residential house on the outskirts of the city, and a dozen houses in a row are their temporary residences.

As to how it came, there is no way of knowing.

"How do you deal with your friend?" Song Jinmin asked.

"Help me send it to the embassy, ​​the people over there will handle it."

"I'll have someone send it over later."

Song Jinmin sat cross-legged on the ground, scratched his frizzy hair, and the wind blew across his vicissitudes of life.

"Your dad will be back in a while, and you can see each other then."

"I've worked hard for you this time, because of me, I have tossed you all back."

"Actually, it has nothing to do with you. If it is someone else, we will come back. It is impossible to let the ancient books and materials fall into the hands of others." Song Jinmin said:

"Aside from our personal relationship, your relationship with Poker is very weak. Even if your father dies in the future, you will not be able to take this class, so everyone is business-like, and don't have such a big psychological burden."

After a pause, Song Jinmin laughed, "But Mila and Monica still like it very much. Who made you look good?"

Lin Yi smiled, lit a cigarette and said nothing.

After sitting with Lin Yi for a while, Song Jinmin left.

Ask him where Dabaojian majors, and he will definitely be able to make it clear. If you want to comfort people, he is not good at it.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

The hustle and bustle of the day is now silent.

Like a drop of water in the Pacific Ocean, a grain of sand in the Sahara.

Falling into it, no waves.

On the second floor of a gray-white house, Lin Jingzhan sat in it, and the four captains sat beside him.

"How did you get the officials done?" Song Jinmin asked while drinking.

"When things got to this level, they themselves had the idea of ​​giving up, and then as soon as I threatened, it was done."

"This time, they were treated as gunmen by Gerald, and they didn't get anything. Instead, they made a mess of themselves." Monica said.

"That's what their international status is, there's no choice."

"Aren't you going to see him?" Mira asked.

"There's nothing to talk about when we meet, let him calm down." Lin Jingzhan said, "I understand this feeling."

"He was wrong in the first place," said Geisen:

"If I hadn't come back to save Mitsui Caie, there wouldn't have been so many things."

"If he doesn't come back he won't have much prospects in his life." Lin Jingzhan said:

"Although people are dead, this is the result I want to see."

"But sometimes, being too soft-hearted is not a good thing." Mira said:

"Even if he turns back and saves Mitsui Caie, there are still many opportunities to run, but with other people around, his advantages cannot be exerted."

"This is life. It is pointless to discuss these now. In short, the result is good."

Several people nodded and continued to eat and drink.

After a glass of wine, Lin Jingzhan dropped the glass on the table and glanced at Song Jinmin.

"Why don't you talk, you feel the same way?"

"no."

Song Jinmin dazedly drank his cigarette, "It doesn't feel right."