Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Jiang Mingyang originally wanted to ask, the rookie competition will be in three months and he will participate in the operation in the light curtain area. What will happen to the rookie competition?

Duan Qing boasted about going to Haikou, punching Di Wu and kicking Mo Wu.

If he couldn't participate and caused Duan Qing to lose face, he wouldn't be beaten to death by Duan Qing.

But the luxury executive car was parked outside the warrior cemetery. Hanfeng had opened the door and got out of the car, and Jiang Mingyang had no choice but to get out of the car.

No matter who you are or what your identity is, you can only enter the warrior cemetery on foot.

After Jiang Mingyang got out of the car, what he saw were long guns and cannons, various flashlights and microphones.

Because the top executive was present, the media was relatively more disciplined, and no one dared to ask random questions.

"Everyone, time is precious, let's get straight to the point."

Green people are decisive and capable, and don't like to be sloppy in doing things.

She gave simple instructions and walked into the cemetery with her head held high.

Jiang Mingyang looked at Han Feng in surprise. Although there was no verbal inquiry, the meaning was expressed very clearly.

Such an important occasion, such a great opportunity to inspire people, was conveyed in just one word?

Hanfeng shrugged, his eyes full of helplessness.

He also knew that opportunities were precious, but Qing Shui had this kind of character, and there was nothing anyone could do to her.

Qing Shui led the way, followed by Han Feng and Jiang Mingyang, followed by a group of media, walking solemnly in the cemetery.

Guo Sibo Cemetery is in a very good location, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and tall pines. It is definitely a geomantic treasure for the descendants of Fuze.

Before he reached his destination, Jiang Mingyang saw an image of the sky appearing.

In the mid-air above Guo Shibo's cemetery, in the four directions of east, south, west and north, there are giant beasts composed of energy.

They are: Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu.

In the four directions of southeast, southwest, northwest and northeast, there are three hazy light groups with different colors but the same majestic momentum.

Only the head of the Duanmu family did not use the Dharma Appearance clone, but stood in the air with his true body.

The upper four houses and the lower four houses occupy eight directions and form a circle, guarding Guo Sibo's tomb in the middle.

In the open space in front of Guo Sibo's cemetery, dozens of former comrades and partners, including Wu Bin, Yan Li, Fei Bin, Lu Ming, Cheng Yiming, etc., stood neatly.

Some of them were wearing military uniforms, and some were wearing black warrior uniforms. They were dressed seriously and looked solemn.

In front of his comrades and partners is the sturdy Wen Tianzhan.

Wen Tianzhan attended the funeral, showing his toughness to the fullest and showing that the top management attached great importance to the matter.

"Shoot quickly, snap quickly, this is a unique sight!

It would be worth dying to see the eight major families gathered together in this life. "

"Look, that green dragon in the east is the head of the Qingming Zhang family. It's so powerful and domineering."

“The Southern Vermilion Bird is the dharma image of the head of the Jiang family.

I heard that the head of the Jiang family has reached a mysterious level of strength and his cultivation far exceeds that of his peers. "

"Hey, I don't believe it.

No matter how strong they are, they are still from the lower four families. If you like the head of the fourth family, whose figure is so hazy that people can’t see through it, he must be much better than the lower four families. "

"The seven family members all came in Dharma form. Why is which one the real person?"

Someone asked out of curiosity.

"The eight major families take turns, and they take turns every 12 years. I heard this year it will be the Duanmu family."

Someone who knows the inside story explains.

"Rotation? What rotation? Why rotation?"

“At least one of the eight major families must be in charge of the earth to prevent hostile forces from launching wars.

But the abyss cannot relax, so there is a rotation system, which rotates every 12 years. "

The reporters in the media were talking a lot. Ever since they met the big bosses and the Dharma Prime Minister, they all turned against them with long guns and short guns. No one paid attention to Jiang Mingyang anymore.

Jiang Mingyang also enjoyed his leisure time. Seeing such a grand occasion, he admired in his heart: "Brother, if you know something under the spring, you can see clearly.

The eight major families, the highest consul of China, the Minister of Education, one of the five commanders of the Death Army, as well as your former comrades and brothers are here to see you off.

This row of noodles is one of the best, even if it's not unparalleled in history. "

The team stopped in front of Guo Sibo's tomb. Qing Shui walked calmly to Wen Tianzhan and stood shoulder to shoulder without saying a word.

The reporters also behaved very well and stood behind the funeral attendees.

Jiang Mingyang also wanted to follow, but Han Feng grabbed him and walked straight to Guo Sibo's tombstone.

Only then did Jiang Mingyang see two beauties, one large and one young, standing next to Guo Sibo's tombstone.

They are Guo Sibo's widow: Ren Jingyun, and Guo Sibo's orphan: Guo Xiaoyu.

They were dressed in black mourning clothes, with sad expressions on their faces, but their brows were filled with the joy of having avenged a great revenge.

Han Feng and Jiang Mingyang stood in front of the mother and daughter, one behind the other.

Han Feng suddenly bent 90 degrees and bowed, sobbing and blaming himself: "I'm sorry, it was our dereliction of duty that made you feel wronged.

We failed to properly place the remains of heroes and martyrs, and failed to take good care of you and your children. We are ashamed of the instructions of our ancestors, and we are ashamed of the tens of thousands of survivors of heroes and martyrs.

I don’t ask for your forgiveness, but I ask you not to give up on us. We will definitely do better.

Guo Sibo will not die in vain, and we will definitely inherit and carry forward his will and belief. "

Hanfeng solemnly bowed and apologized, and the heads of the eight major families, Wen Tianzhan, Qing Shui, and everyone present bowed.

That shocking scene and sincere feelings brought tears to the eyes of Ren Jingyun and her daughter.

The highest level of the Chinese nation, the most elite cultivators, bowed and apologized to their orphans and widowers, what else could they be dissatisfied with.

Although Ren Jingyun had resented, cursed, and abused, all that was in the past.

Death was Guo Sibo's own choice. Jiang Mingyang had done enough, the country had done enough, and society had done enough.

"Please get up quickly. It's not your fault. It's not your fault..."

Ren Jingyun choked up. She wanted to help everyone up but she was too busy to help them. She didn't know who to help first.

The bow lasted for three minutes before everyone slowly stood up and saluted in unison.

"Don't worry, we will guard everything you want to protect."

Han Feng wiped away the tears from his eyes, turned around and looked at everyone present, and recalled: "Maybe some people think that I am a hypocritical politician, and every tear I shed is false.

But what I want to say is that my parents, my brothers and sisters, my grandparents, are all buried in this cemetery.

Under those tombstones, there are not only bones buried, but also a sad story and the separation of life and death of a family.

The children who lost their fathers, the wives who lost their husbands, the regrets that can never be made up in their lifetime, All in the tombstones.

Some of them were born as civilians, some were born as soldiers, and some were born as politicians.

No matter what their origins, when they became warriors and stepped onto the battlefield, they became the backbone of the nation and the cornerstone of the country.

They sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, swore to defend the border to the death, and did not let the demons set foot on the earth.

We respect them from the bottom of our hearts, and heroes must enjoy the treatment of heroes.

No matter who they are, no matter what their identity, no matter what their background, anyone who insults heroes must pay the price!

Bring the eunuchs up to offer sacrifices to Guo Sibo's spirit in heaven! "