The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

An Shijing, how did he know where Yoona’s grave was?

How dare he, how dare he touch Yoona, he is really courting death.

The man's face completely sank.

Storm is coming.

As for how An Shijing found Wen Yuner's grave, Xia Ran said that she had Xiaobai, a GPS, so she could find not only Wen Yuner, but also graves from hundreds of years ago.

It is not yet 15 p.m., and Xia Ran and his group of seven are now at Wen Yuner's grave in Bitu Village.

Qiao Lang did find a good location when he buried Wen Yuner.

Bittu Village is far away from the main city of Sri Lanka. It is located along the Lanka River and is also a rare green area in Sri Lanka.

Wen Yuner's grave is located in the middle of this green space. The ecological environment of the location chosen by Qiao Lang is already very good.

If you don't look closely, you can't find this tomb. It's just a small raised mound of earth. There are no seal characters on the tombstone, only a vague flower engraved on it.

Xia Ran and the others were clearing the weeds next to the grave, while An Shijing was wiping the tombstone with a soft cotton cloth.

Qiao Lang might not have come to this sad place since Wen Yuner was buried, or he might not be able to come because of his status as a rebel.

Anyway, judging from her little mound, Wen Yuner has been lying alone in a foreign country for a long time.

"Old Liu, can we bring Wen Yuner's ashes back to China so that she can return to her roots?" Wen Jing felt sorry for this nameless wanderer who died in a foreign land.

"Yes," said Lao Liu, who was also heartbroken for such a young child. "Such a good child should return to the motherland."

"Wen Jing, if there is still a chance, try to contact her family again after you return home."

"Children this young should be returned to their families even if they die."

"Yes."

An Shijing wiped the stone tablet carefully, and stains appeared on the white cotton cloth. "I'm sorry that it took me so long to come and see you, and I haven't had a chance to thank you."

"We are about to arrest Qiao Lang. He made a big mistake and he should be punished."

"Today all of this will come to an end, and you can finally rest in peace."

The man's voice contained both sadness and relief.

15 pm.

An Shijing stood there alone, waiting for Qiao Lang to arrive.

Xia Ran and others were in a house not far away, and Lao A and Mantou were disguised behind a rock.

Behind the window of the house, Xia Ran stared at the man standing over there, refusing to move her eyes away even a step. She didn't dare to breathe. She was very nervous.

The agreed time had passed, and they did not wait for Qiao Lang. Instead, a burst of gunfire was heard from the village entrance.

It should be the rebels brought by Qiao Lang and the ambushed government troops.

Judging from the gunshots, the two sides were equally strong and the fight was quite stalemate.

The government forces estimated that there were no more than 50 rebels left in the five-story building, and they brought 100 people, which was twice their number.

The ideal situation would be for Qiao Lang to walk in alone.

"An Shijing." A low and hoarse voice.

Their target finally showed up, and after a fight, he turned out to be followed by five younger brothers with guns.

Oh no! Xia Ran and Lao Liu looked at each other. The rebels had more troops than they thought.

She quickly turned around and asked Wen Jing: "Wen Jing, have our people arrived?"

Wen Jing was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She shook her head and said, "No, they said they were ambushed by the rebels when they were leaving Alatu. It took some time to deal with them. It will take another half an hour to get here."

"I don't know if there are any rebels blocking our way here."

If there is, it will only extend the time indefinitely.

Now we can only pray that Shi Jingna can delay a little longer and their people will arrive soon.

Qiao Lang over there started talking again.

As if he had determined that the man in front of him today would never be able to return alive, his posture was very relaxed.

"I didn't expect that your PTSD could be cured."

"As expected, the doctors in Flower Country are better. It's not like here, where just a slight rub from a stray bullet can kill you," the man made a gesture of wiping his neck, "I'm not going to die."

An Shijing remained calm when facing five guns pointed at him.

"When I am no longer tortured by the memories of this place, my illness will naturally heal."

Hearing the man's words, Qiao Lang laughed loudly, took the pistol from the younger brother next to him, stepped forward, and directly hit the man's chest, "From the past to now, you are really a cold-hearted beast, you haven't changed at all."

Obviously, all the problems were caused by him, but he just patted his butt and acted nonchalant.

Behind a stone not far away.

Mantou was lying motionless beside the stone, with the muzzle of the gun on the ground pointed at Qiao Lang's head. As long as Lao Liu gave the order, he would kill him with one shot.

But this cannot guarantee Mr. An's safety.

The current situation can probably only be resolved if their people come.

Qiao Lang continued, "He stole my girlfriend, used her to pay for his life, and returned home happily alone."

"If I hadn't reminded you, you would have forgotten what you did, right?"

The gun went in further.

Xia Ran in the room was extremely anxious now. She couldn't go forward. It would be too late if she went forward. No matter how fast she went, she couldn't be faster than a bullet.

So they could only keep urging Wen Jing and their large group.

Everyone's attention in this field was focused on An Shijing.

However, he did something that made everyone sweat. He reached out and grabbed the gun that was pointed at him.

Ah Qing almost screamed out loud, but Wen Jing next to her quickly covered her mouth.

Xia Ran’s hands were about to break the stone on the windowsill.

An Shijing stared fixedly at the man in front of him and successfully moved the loaded gun away from his heart.

He knew Qiao Lang well enough to know that he wouldn't kill him so easily if he didn't see him in pain.

"I didn't ask to do any of the things you said, so you can't blame me."

"It was you who colluded with the rebels, betrayed the country, and massacred your compatriots."

"You are the beast that deserves to be called."

The man's voice was flat and he stated the facts calmly.

After hearing these words, Qiao Lang was not angry at all. Why should he be angry with a dying person?

He even admitted it bluntly, "Yes, I did it all."

"Their lives are worthless in my eyes. If they die, they die."

"The only life I have that is valuable is the one that was killed by you."

"So, I came to you today to claim my life."

The man's smile grew as he spoke this, and he put the gun back to the man in front of him, this time pointing at his temple.

An Shijing didn't even blink, "Killed by me? Wasn't Yoona killed by a shell? Or was it your good brother behind you who threw it?"

"Why, if I hadn't reminded you now, you would have forgotten what you were doing, right?"

Qiao Lang is the one who is best at escaping and passing the buck.

As An Shijing finished speaking, the man who pointed the gun at him suddenly showed murderous intent in his eyes, "I was stupid to say so much nonsense to you, you should go to the underworld to apologize to Yoona!"

"boom."