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Chapter 217

Looking at the man in black who suddenly walked up to the tombstone, Song Qing hesitated, but she still saluted.

Uncle Chen on the side stared at this man with some puzzlement.

After seeing him half-kneeling down, he couldn't help but speak:

"Who are you? Are you Chen Mo's friend?"

As his voice fell, the man seemed to have never heard it.

Still half-kneeling respectfully, facing the tombstone, the ceremony was solemn.

Dressed in pitch-black ink, as if able to absorb the surrounding lights, it was extraordinarily deep.

Dressing like this is enough to attract people's attention.

Now that it appeared at Chen Mo's funeral, it undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Many reporters quickly pointed their cameras at this mysterious man who suddenly appeared on the scene.

Originally, at this funeral, except for Song Qing, no one, senior or junior, would have to bow down.

After all, what Chen Mo did can't be publicized. To have such a burial place, in their opinion, is already the best ending.Therefore, when the people present saluted, they all bowed, and bending over was regarded as saluting.

The man who suddenly appeared right now was the first person besides Song Qing to kneel down to Chen Mo spontaneously.

He seemed to be a maverick, kneeling there by himself.

With his chest upright, facing the tombstone, he said in a deep voice:
"I am honored to meet Mr. Chen, this splendid world is just as you wish!"

The sound is not loud, but it can be heard clearly by everyone present.

Many people's complexions changed slightly.

The reporters refused to miss this wonderful shot, and this sentence was successfully conveyed to various platforms through the shot.

I noticed that the reporters were a little excited.

Uncle Chen couldn't sit still anymore, with a gloomy face, he walked half a step behind the man:

"Boy, pay homage, it's almost done. So many reporters are taking pictures, our old Chen family can't afford to lose this man! Chen Mo didn't do any good deeds, what do you mean by kneeling here for him? He deserves ?"

The voice is hoarse, especially ear-piercing.

hear the sound,

Chen Xiaoqing frowned slightly, and glanced at Uncle Chen.

Although she felt that what her father did was indeed wrong and she was deeply ashamed, but her father was already dead and buried here.

If the old man spoke like this again, it would be a bit harsh after all.

The man in black still knelt there, unmoved, as if he had never heard of it.

The figure is tall and straight.

Old Uncle Chen couldn't help but frowned, ignoring himself?

For a time, Wuming was furious.

Go straight forward and prepare to do it!

Seeing the Yilao Uncle Chen approaching, the people around him did not try to stop him.

Uncle Chen just stepped forward and was about to make a move.

suddenly,

The man in black turned his head and looked at him!
The wide black hat covered most of his face, and outsiders couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But the mysterious aura that surrounds him makes people shudder.

at the same time.

Rumble!
Suddenly, a thunderstorm exploded in the sky!
The sound of tearing silk was creepy, and Uncle Chen shuddered all over when he heard the sound, and couldn't help trembling.

An inexplicable gust of wind struck, blowing the hood of the man in front of him.

When the hood was about to be flipped off, the covered cheeks were exposed.

"You!?"

Seeing this, Old Uncle Chen stepped back abruptly, his complexion immediately turned pale.

He faltered, but it was like a stick in the throat.

She just stared at him with terrified eyes.

For this,

The man in black stretched out his withered palm and pushed down the hood again.

The violent wind around quickly calmed down, and the thunderous works in the sky also dissipated.

Everything is very strange.

It was thunder again, and there was a strong wind.

At this time, those people who looked up at the strange weather turned their eyes back to the funeral scene.

Uncle Chen, who just found out that he was still acting like a prostitute, now looked waxy and stepped back again and again, watching the man in black trembling all over, as if he was too scared to speak.

"Uncle Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"Hurry up, bring some water and give it to the old man!"

"Is it high blood pressure again?"

The people around quickly stepped forward to support Uncle Chen, frantically helping.

I thought that the old man was frightened by the thunder, and there was thunder and strong wind, it was really an unusual scene.

The reporters were also holding the camera in a panic at that moment, except for Uncle Chen who was the closest.

No one saw what the face under the black clothes looked like.

A few superstitious old people whispered among the crowd:

"This damn weather, does it mean that God can't bear to see what Chen Mo did?"

"I heard that this kind of thing happens when some people are buried. It's very strange!"

"Did you do something bad, Chen Mo can be blamed in any weather!"

"Let's not say a few words!"

In front of Chen Mo's tombstone.

The man in black ignored Old Uncle Chen who was being supported by everyone and still in shock.

Instead, he got up slowly and stood up.

Through the black clothes, he seemed to be able to see the people around him.

The black clothes covered the sunlight around him, making his skin look fairer.

His eyes seemed to stay on Song Qing and Chen Xiaoqing for a while, and he bowed deeply to them.

"Thank you!"

Song Qing was taken aback, and returned the gift.

With the corners of his dry and peeled mouth trembling slightly, he whispered his thanks.

Chen Xiaoqing beside her was staring at the man in black with puzzled eyes, she couldn't see who he was.

Why is she wearing such a pitch-black windbreaker, as if she deliberately concealed her appearance.

Her unusual attire made her elusive.

After watching the man in black leave, the whole funeral seemed to be calm again.

After such an episode, the reporters could only refocus the camera on the funeral.

Some sighs.

I failed to seize this opportunity to take more pictures of this mysterious man.

If you can interview, even better.

It's a pity that the man in black has a mysterious aura that strangers should not enter from the beginning to the end. Even experienced reporters will feel deep resistance and fear from the bottom of their hearts when they try to approach him.

There is a feeling that the whole body is repelling contact with it.

This is a state that everyone present has never experienced before.

So when the man in black left, no reporter stepped forward to interview him.

The camera just recorded that after he left, he returned to the normal funeral.

Netizens are a little uneasy:

"What does this mean, you are dressed like a hell messenger for a funeral?"

"Is this style popular now?"

"This is Chen Mo's funeral. Did you hear what he said? Are these three views correct? There must be something wrong. Hurry up and report and arrest him. Maybe it's a million walking!"

"Really, if I report it, you will give me 100 million?"

"It's strange, why when I saw him in the screen, the clarity felt like it was throttling, blurry and stuttering?"

"Damn it, I thought it was just my home network that wasn't good!"

"Just let that guy go like this, don't report it? I feel something must be wrong!"

Netizens have called for reports, and the voices are gradually rising.

Uncle Chen at the scene regained his strength slightly, his complexion was still a little pale, and the horror in his eyes could not be calmed down:
"Just now. Did you guys see him just now?"

Those around him who supported him shook their heads repeatedly.

Said he didn't see it at all.

Everyone was looking up at the thunderbolt, but they were blinded by the wind when they couldn't find the lightning trace of the dry thunder.

How can I have time to look at a man's appearance?
Besides, how can you see such a big windbreaker hood?
Many people thought that Uncle Chen was frightened, and they didn't take his reaction and words seriously.

After a moment.

far away,

Where Su Chen stood,
The figure of the man in black slowly emerged, and quietly walked to Su Chen's side.

There seemed to be tears falling from his cheeks:

"Thank you, let me say goodbye."

"No one will remember what I did!"

"It's like this funeral, when it's over, I'm really leaving."

"Alright, I have no shame in my heart, and I have no shame in Dragon Kingdom!"

A heavy and hoarse voice came from under his windbreaker.

heard,

Su Chen nodded solemnly at him:
"Those who hold wages for everyone, don't let them freeze to death in the wind and snow! You hold wages for everyone secretly, adding fire, scorching the world!"

"Even if everything you do is in the dark, even if you are immersed in darkness all year round and cannot see the sun, everything you have done for the people of Dragon Kingdom will be immortalized and guarded on this land ! Guard us people!"

"Please allow me to pay tribute to you and the hero on behalf of the dragon!"

said,

Su Chen bowed.

see,

The man in black trembled slightly.

ponder for a moment,

Only then did he speak:
"A hero? Am I a hero too?"

"Do you know why I became an undercover agent?"

"If you know that I was scared to pee my pants in the face of darkness, and I was forced to sleep for a few days, and I almost let go of my mouth. If you know that I watched my comrades in arms lying in a pool of blood and pretended to be calm, Powerless to watch him die, if you knew"

"Fame is our honor and our motivation. It is the testimony of every hero. I want to hang the photos on the wall of honor like those comrades-in-arms. However, my wish is that there will be no more Such a chance to make meritorious deeds! If possible, I hope that the entire Dragon Kingdom will not have such a chance to make meritorious deeds!"

Hoarse and heavy.

With his voice,

That dusty experience in the dark seems to be vividly remembered.

Touching.

Among them, danger, hesitation, opportunity, despair, helplessness, and persistence are all present.

He was not allowed any chance of turning back.

You can only grit your teeth step by step, and then grit your teeth!

persevere until the end!
The dead comrades are the stepping stones for his progress,
The land under his feet is his life-long faith!
Standing in the dark.

heard,

Su Chen looked at him blankly.

The eye sockets are inexplicably moist,

this moment.

It seemed that he finally understood his persistence.

He is also a man of flesh and blood who can suffer.

but,
He wears the uniform of guarding the people.

This heavy battle suit did not allow him to take half a step back.

Who said that the younger generation of Longguo is not bloody! ?

Chen Mo,

gave the best answer.

The man in black restrained his emotions, and his voice was dignified:

"I have to go now!"

Su Chen's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly stopped him:
"and many more!"

(End of this chapter)