During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
It's not Qingming in Los Angeles yet, but everyone on the street looks sad.
Each has a small white flower pinned to his chest, commemorating the respected elder.
The intersection of the street outside the campus of Qinghe University was clear and cold. When people passed by, they would drop a bouquet of flowers at the intersection. The entire Los Angeles city had just arrived in spring, and all the blooming peonies and winter jasmines were picked here.
Like a sea of flowers.
Some people say that if Mr. Jiang Xu is still around, he will definitely criticize everyone. The flowers are originally on the branches, so they shouldn’t be all picked. Everyone can just watch and appreciate them from a distance.
But someone retorted, if Mr. Jiang Xu was gone, who would still be in the mood to enjoy flowers
The students of Qinghe University stood in silence on the street, and many of them fainted from crying. They didn't realize why Jiang Xu suddenly wanted to take that lesson until after Jiang Xu's accident that afternoon.
It turned out to be the last lesson, and it turned out that Mr. Jiang Xu had a premonition of his own death.
However, in the hour before his death, Jiang Xu was still talking and laughing freely, and when he was walking on the campus road and greeted his classmates, he would respond kindly.
Therefore, he proposed that he wanted to walk alone because he was afraid that Zhang Chentong would be implicated by him.
It is the greatest calmness for a person to be so calm and comfortable knowing that he is going to die.
On this day, the whole city of Los Angeles mourned. Jiang Xu was the only one who could do this in this era.
Not only within Los Angeles, but also outside of Los Angeles.
Now because of the war in the north, many people fled to the Zhou family in the south. When they heard the news of Jiang Xu's death on the way to escape, they would also make a special trip to walk outside Luocheng to lay down a bouquet of flowers.
But people's views on Jiang Xu's death are by no means as simple as mourning. Corresponding to mourning is anger.
On the street not far from Jiang Xuzhi's death, people held up banners to condemn Wang, some even found Wang Shengzhi's portrait and started burning it.
All they did was because it was difficult to accept Jiang Xu's sudden departure.
This era is an unfortunate era, just because the disaster has never left, the people have been displaced, morality has begun to collapse, and the law has disappeared.
However, this era also has its own brilliance, and it is because of all these difficulties that the light in the dark gap was born.
Outside Los Angeles, Luo Lan and Zhou Qi arrived with wreaths in hand, and he went to the gate to submit his visa documents, which the Qing family had already prepared for him.
It's just that the Los Angeles garrison stationed at the gate was surprised when they saw Luo Lan's ID, Luo Lan? That Luo Lan from the Qing family
You must know that everyone now thinks that Wang Shi killed Jiang Xu, and everyone thinks that Wang Shi has gone crazy.
As for the Qing family, the consortium that the Wang family has been targeting, Luo Lan suddenly came to Los Angeles at this time, is he really not afraid of death? !
It took only three hours to drive to the nearest fortress from the Wang family to Luocheng. If the Wang family's army arrived, Luo Lan's life would not be enough.
The soldiers guarding the gate glanced at the wreath Luo Lan was carrying, and saw simple words written on the elegiac couplet:
Riding a whale today.
What year will the crane ride.
After entering the city, Luo Lan walked slowly under the eyes of everyone, and walked all the way to the place where Jiang Xu's accident happened. Since there was no memorial service yet, his wreath could only be sent there.
As for whether he can attend the memorial service, it depends on whether he was still alive at that time.
However, now Luo Lan is too lazy to think about those things.
On weekdays, Luo Lan's clothes are very ruffian, he doesn't look like a big shot in a consortium at all, but more like a tycoon in the underground world.
But today, Luo Lan put on a black suit, but looked extraordinarily solemn and dignified.
The news about Luo Lan's arrival in Los Angeles to mourn Jiang Xu slowly spread. When Luo Lan was walking on the street, everyone would subconsciously keep a distance from him.
In the rain, Luo Lan looked ahead. When he came to the place where Jiang Xu's accident happened, he first bowed deeply, and then said, "Mr., I have been reading your articles since a long time ago. I admire you very much, I have seen too many dark and gloomy things in the consortium, so I know better than them how difficult it is to stick to the principles you insist on in this world."
"I know that you have a good relationship with Xiaosu. I am a very good friend with him, so he can be regarded as your junior. If your heroic spirit is still here, please accept my call."
However, after Luo Lan finished speaking and waited for a long time, the world did not change at all.
He finally sighed, it seems that Jiang Xu is unwilling to pay attention to him.
In fact, the ability of the Hall of Valor is very cruel to the dead. It is the law of heaven and earth that people cannot be resurrected after death, so resurrection will also be punished.
In the Hall of Valor, all heroic spirits must fall into a deep sleep when they are not summoned. It is boundless darkness. The only thing left in their lives is to protect the master of the Hall of Valor.
The host of the ability will become stronger and stronger, but this is actually very cruel to a once-living person like Yingling.
Luo Lan once awakened in Fortress 61 and summoned 12 heroic spirits, but they were all old subordinates who had followed him for a long time, and the heroic spirits were willing to become a member of the Hall of Valor in order to protect him.
Moreover, when the host of the Temple of Valor summons the heroic spirit, it is an equal dialogue. If the other party refuses, the host cannot force the summoning.
Luo Lan stared blankly at the flowers all over the street, and he bowed deeply again: "If I'm not dead in a few days, I'll see you at the memorial service."
At this moment, on a tall building 400 meters away from here, a sniper in black was silently observing Luo Lan through the scope, with a white headset in his ear, and said, "You can shoot. "
"Shooting allowed."
However, at this moment, the sniper suddenly felt a huge force behind him lifting him abruptly. The moment the sniper pulled the trigger, the muzzle of the gun suddenly tilted.
The sniper turned his head in a hurry, but saw a young man with a face as heavy as water holding him in his hand.
The sound of sniper guns sounded, and Luo Lan on the street suddenly looked towards the tall building. When he saw the outline of the young man upstairs, his heart was suspended again.
When Ren Xiaosu came, it was as if every time Luo Lan escaped death, the other party would come as promised.
Luo Lan stood on the spot and laughed: "Now it's time for us to settle accounts with those monsters."
Zhou Qi said nonchalantly: "You only dare to say that because of Ren Xiaosu's murder."
"Then what else?" Luo Lan asked back: "Being protected by you, I don't feel safe at all..."
At the same time, the gunshots not only attracted the attention of Luo Lan, but also the attention of the demons and ghosts in Luo City. After they discovered that the sniper companion had been attacked, hundreds of men in black came out of the residential buildings, shadowy Surrounded by the building.
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