The heavy rain showers that came in the evening were like sharp and cold arrows piercing through Leng Si's body, making him feel cold all over his body, and he was in pain like a knife cutting him alive.
The heavy rain continues for a long time.
Leng Si didn¡¯t know how long he sat there.
His consciousness is wandering between extreme ambiguity and extraordinary sharpness.
At this moment, there was a noise.
Leng Si was so confused that he didn't realize it until the footsteps kept getting closer and became clearer. Then a sharp and shadowy light flashed in his eyes. He secretly touched the weapon at his waist. The muscles all over his body were tense, showing that he was preparing for war. vigilance in.
When he raised his head and saw the face of the visitor through the hazy rain curtain set off by the strange night, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Dai Yong?!"
Leng Sixuan¡¯s tense nerves relaxed a little when he saw that it was one of his own, his most loyal brother and his subordinates who had died.
However, what he didn't expect was that Dai Yong stood in front of him, a towering figure like Tarzan, covering most of him.
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He clearly saw the opponent's rough finger on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.
This spear is like the sword of Damocles hanging above his head, ready to take his head at any time.
Leng Si was in disbelief, his neck stiffened, his pupils narrowed sharply, he seemed to take a breath and said: "Dai Yong, A Yong, don't make such a joke, put down the gun!"
He wants to die very much, and he wants to die now, but he can¡¯t die yet, and he can¡¯t die here
Faced with Leng Si¡¯s majestic and tough scolding and warning, Dai Yong had no intention of stopping.
This big man, who was as big as a mountain, was crying ugly and embarrassed, like a child who didn't care about his own image.
The hand holding the gun was trembling, like an epilepsy that was uncontrollable.
He used all his brute force to be able to maintain himself.
Dai Yong¡¯s red eyes were bloodshot and full of complex and ferocious emotions.
"Young Master, I have been with you for so many years and I have never asked you for anything. This time I beg you, go to hell -"
¡°We are all sinners, we have let down too many brothers, and we will never be able to understand it again in this life¡±
"Don't worry, you go down first, and I will come later. No matter it is hell, mountains of swords, or seas of fire, I, Dai Yong, have sworn to follow you in this life!"
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Leng Si¡¯s face was ugly, and he looked at Dai Yong with complicated eyes, as if looking at a madman. He tried his best to be patient and calm, tried to persuade again, and called Dai Yong¡¯s name over and over again.
"Dai Yong."
"Dai Yong!"
"Dai Yong!!"
His response was, ¡°Bang¡ª¡ª!!!¡±
The trigger is pressed, the bullets are blown through the wind and rain, and the strong bloody smell of death is approaching.
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The rain seemed to be a little lighter, but it seemed to be so heavy that it was hard to keep your eyes open.
A lean and downcast figure stood on his knees in a dark alley, in front of him was a burly body that fell gradually colder.
Leng Si was shot in the shoulder, and the blood red stained the skirt of his clothes. He arched his back tremblingly, as if he had endured a load of pain beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Dai Yong¡¯s eyebrow was drilled deeply by a bullet, and the scarlet hole was hard to ignore.
He opened a pair of copper bell-like eyes, which were horribly bloodshot, and he refused to close his eyes.
Just as Leng Si didn¡¯t believe that his most loyal and reliable subordinate would betray him.
Dai Yong also didn¡¯t believe that he had followed Leng Si for so many years and was a well-deserved hero.
Countless blood licked by the tip of a knife, rain of bullets, countless close friends, deep feelings that cannot be described in common words.
But in the end, it was Leng Si who fired the shot first, and he did so resolutely and without hesitation.
When Dai Yong fell down, he unconsciously pulled the trigger and barely hit Leng Si's shoulder.
Leng Si did not hide. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com