Chapter 645 The Will to Protect

The train finally stopped, the cabin door opened to both sides, Tang Fang walked out first, followed by Howson, Churchill, and a group of death row prisoners.

Sai Ke Bakar came up to him from a distance, and when he saw a large group of people following him, he was slightly taken aback, and said, "They..."

Tang Fang shook his head and continued walking towards the hangar.

Several death row inmates who recognized Sek Bakar greeted him. Although they hadn’t spoken to him when they were in Beijiao Prison, they were regarded as inmates who had suffered together after escaping from birth. Naturally, they felt a little close mood.

"How's it going over there?" he asked.

A death row inmate said: "It's ruined, it's all ruined."

"Destroyed...?" Sai Ke was stunned.

He thought that the three of Tang Fang had plans to sneak into the death row, but he didn't expect him to destroy a scientific research base.

When the three tribes fought fiercely with the "big lobster", he had already come to the hangar under the protection of two ghosts, and he didn't know what happened to the scientific research base next.

"Well, ruined!"

There was a complex expression on the death row prisoner's face. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely have such a reaction. It is completely illogical for three people to destroy a scientific research base guarded by hundreds of security soldiers.

Of course, those combat units that can appear and disappear out of thin air are even more illogical, but they do exist because they have seen it with their own eyes.

The death row inmate murmured softly, "Who the hell is he?"

Sai Ke Kabal said with a strange face: "His... name is Tang Fang."

"Tang... Fang? Tang... Fang? Tang Fang!"

The condemned prisoner suddenly remembered a piece of news that he saw before he was imprisoned. At that time, "Morning Star Casting" had just risen, and Tang Fang's name was not very famous.

Isn't he in the Star Alliance? How did you come here?

After being imprisoned for so long, the death row prisoners naturally don't know what happened to "Aradelle".

Cyke knew. But will not elaborate.

Some people showed joy, since Tang Fang was the one who rescued them,

What does it represent? It means that he is capable enough to save them from the United Kingdom of Turanx. If he can join the "Morning Star Casting", it does not only mean that he can survive. But can live well.

Regarding the dialogue between Sai Ke and the death row prisoners, Tang Fang didn't take it seriously, and told Churchill to go to the hangar control room to start the push process, and then walked to the lifting platform.

There were some broken bodies of security soldiers lying on the road, and they were killed by the ghosts who escorted Seke Bakar here.

When the lifting platform was moved from the hangar to the push track under Churchill's control, he released a special operations transport ship from the platform. A group of people filed in, and when everything was ready, the lifting platform accelerated from bottom to top, and at the same time, the upper gate slowly opened.

The transport plane is pushed to the surface, climbing with engine power. The thrusters ejected streams of flames outward.

The surrounding air was slightly deformed by the scorching air waves, and the ice surface began to melt slowly.

In the twisting light and shadow, the black fuselage left the ground at a slow to fast speed, and plunged into the dim yellow sky.

Including ground radar stations and many space-based early warning devices in planetary orbits, none of them found the sudden disappearance of light.

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Georgia star system, planet Lylesi. City of Lavenham.

The water of the Wuer River rushes eastward, and the white waves kiss the rock walls on both sides, making a rushing sound. The morning sun reflected a silver-white halo on the water surface, gradually clearing the dense mist in the air.

Ur Cemetery is built on a green hill not far from the north bank of the river. Through the gaps of lush forests, you can see the bridge across the north and south banks of the river. On the bridge, there are a few white flying back and forth, and there are small aircraft passing under the bridge from time to time. A wave of water ripples arose on the surface of the river.

The city of Lavenham woke up from a deep sleep, and the restless people and the noise of vehicles frightened away the excess moisture in the air. The aroma of barbecue came from the window of the fast food restaurant. Some people are walking down the street with coffee in their hands, looking at the mobile video device frequently while drinking. to make sure you are not late.

Holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Yingluo stood in front of a very unremarkable tombstone in the corner of the cemetery, looking at the old black and white photos embedded on the surface of the tombstone, almost crying into tears. Roy stood beside her, his eyes were red.

Linglong wiped off the dirt sticking to the stone platform with her sleeve, put the flowers in the stone tube beside her, and stretched out her right hand to gently caress the face of the man in the photo.

He smiled kindly, his chubby face was like a freshly baked bun.

Instead of crying like Yingluo, she took a bottle of unlabeled liquor from Claire with slightly trembling hands, put it on the altar, lit two incense sticks, and said softly, "Dad, I brought your favorite Yingluo and I have been looking for that store for a long time since that store has moved to Bruce Avenue."

"The boss recognized us, the wine... didn't ask for money, and said it was for old friends."

Speaking of this, a line of clear tears dripped from the corners of her eyes and wet her cheeks.

Yingluo knelt down on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Roy was in a hurry, not knowing how to coax her, his heart was full of pity and intolerance.

Claire patted his shoulder, shook her head, and then scanned the rows of tombstones in the distance, feeling somewhat melancholy and sad.

She thought of her hometown, her grandparents, her parents, and those lovely neighbors.

Sosya's undead don't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, so they can only wander on the lifeless scorched earth after the nuclear explosion.

Blood can precipitate and be buried by wind and sand, but sadness and hatred will never disappear.

Linglong wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and knocked her head three times on the damp and cold stone platform.

The water droplets condensed in the morning mist stuck her hair together and messed up her face.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, it was Bai Hao and Bai Yue.

Philosopher Morris has a calm expression, but his body is slightly stooped, and his right foot is a little limp when he walks.

Bai Hao looked tired, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.

Seeing the two approaching, Claire frowned and said, "Where did you go?"

When she got up early in the morning, she found that the two of them had disappeared. She only received a message on the mobile video device, saying that she was going out for a while and going to the cemetery to worship. 4 people can start first, and they will arrive later.

She thought that the so-called "coming soon" of the two would be very fast, but she didn't expect it to take so long, and secretly blamed the two for being rude.

Bai Hao walked up to her, and hid his slightly trembling right hand behind him. Said: "I'm sorry, we went to Uncle Aros to report the situation here. We encountered a little trouble on the way and delayed some time."

"Are you okay?" Claire asked worriedly with a relaxed expression.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just a few thieves." He explained, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. He was well aware of Claire's temper, so he made up such a lie in order to offset the resentment in her heart.

He succeeded, compared to complaining. Claire was more concerned about their safety.

Wanting to hear the two talking, Linglonghong gave him a glance, suddenly couldn't suppress the grief in her heart, hugged him in front of Bai Yue and others, buried her face in his shoulder, and cried out loudly.

She knew Bai Hao better than anyone else. When she saw that tired face, she knew what happened last night. He even knew that he was deceiving Claire, it was just such a deception, with a strong sense of kindness.

"Thank you," she said in a very faint voice.

Bai Hao's body trembled. Suddenly, he discovered that the person who knew him best was Linglong.

Bai Yue walked from behind to the front of the tombstone and bowed deeply, then pushed it aside. Claire then whispered to the tombstone, "Don't worry, I will take good care of them."

Yingluo stopped crying slowly, raised her face wet with tears, and looked at the person in the black and white photo of the tombstone for a while. Following my sister's example, I kowtowed three times on the slate, and finally touched the ground with my head. He refused to get up for a long time.

Claire sighed and stepped forward to pull her up. He hugged her shoulders and patted her back lightly to cheer her up.

In 2 years, in just 2 years, when I came back, things had changed.

Their father has changed from being a good man to being cold, like a cold tombstone in front of him, only the smile from before still lingers on that black-and-white photo.

The time spent together, those childhood songs and laughs, those growing big palms and small footprints, are as clear as a knife engraved in my mind.

She was afraid to go home when she was on the "Morning Star", but when she saw her father's tombstone, she hated herself like that. Why didn't he come back sooner... If he could go home earlier, maybe his father wouldn't have died. He would still smile at them, and would tirelessly tell them that this is not good, that is not good, and he would pretend to be sad and ask them if they would lose their father when they grow up and find a boyfriend.

But she knows that life is like this, and everything that has been missed can never be repeated.

Life is precious because it is only once.

When his father rushed to Lord Viscount's car with the consciousness of death, she and her sister were suffering in the Scarlet Door. Then, they met Captain Tang.

She raised her dirty head, and looked at the black and white photo with tears in her eyes, that smiling face again.

Thinking of being able to meet Brother Tang, perhaps it was because their father had been blessing them all the time.

... He never left, but changed his way of guarding.

Yingluo cried even harder, tears wet Claire's clothes a lot.

Roy hesitated for a while, walked to the tombstone, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times. Bai Yue was taken aback and asked, "Why do you kowtow too?"

"Isn't it right?" He scratched the back of his head with a puzzled look on his face: "Yingluo obviously did that just now."

"...I'm sad, but it's really hard to cry."

He thought he needed to shed tears when kowtowing, because Linglong did it, and Yingluo did it too.

Bai Yue felt speechless: "Bow is enough."

"No, no, no." Roy shook his hands vigorously: "That seems insincere, I really like Yingluo...well, I will marry her...I will make her happy."

"..." Bai Yue patted Roy on the back, pulled his body to face the tombstone, and said seriously: "Don't say those words to me, you should say them to your father-in-law, Lao Taishan."

"Oh." Roy repeated those words seriously.

Bai Yue shook his head, secretly thinking that this silly boy is too real.

But it is undeniable that he is sincere and true. Some people may think this is "stupid", but in the eyes of the philosopher Morris, he is really great, and those so-called smart people who have been blackened by society are the real fools.

"May God be with you."

The Philosopher Morris became depressed.

May God be with you - who is he calling God? Does Morrison have a god? He is the great benevolent leader, the reincarnation of the Divine Phoenix. His Majesty the Great Sage from Heaven? Alexander the Great? Or the creator of Morris Slave, Mr. Morris Griffin?

This sentence is really ridiculous. A thing that can't even be called a human actually talks about faith? Isn't that funny?

Bai Yue thinks a lot, Roy thinks very little. He smiled and said, "Thank you."

Bai Yue nodded, but didn't speak. He thought of Izixia on Behemoth, and wondered if she had faith, and if so, who was her god...Tang Fang?

"Go back." Claire's voice came from beside her ear.

He awoke from a stupor. Seeing Claire supporting Yingluo towards the gate of the cemetery, behind him was Roy who said nothing.

Bai Hao pushed Linglong's body away, wiped the tears off her face with his hands, walked to the tombstone and bowed three times.

He didn't say anything, needless to say. He's done what needs to be said.

The three of them walked out behind Claire, with Bai Yue at the end, staring at the white clouds in the sky in a daze.

The morning light has turned into a dazzling golden color, and the unknown flowers on both sides of the stone path are swaying in the wind, as if someone is waving to them.

A beam of light fell on the black-and-white photo, driving away the cold air in the cemetery, and driving away the desertedness of the past few days.

That smile grew brighter.

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When several people paid homage to Yingluo and Linglong's father in Ur cemetery, an accident was reported on the morning news column of the "Laiersi" official TV station. At 10 o'clock in the morning last night, a forest fire broke out in the Andre Mountains on the outskirts of Kagome, where Baron Gertero lives. The fire caused a total of 47 deaths. The vast majority of them are members of the baronial family, of course, including Baron Gertero himself. At present, the fire has been extinguished, and the police are organizing manpower to investigate the cause of the forest fire and deal with related aftermath.

Although Geltrow is only a baron, he is highly appreciated by the governor of "Laiersi", Kombat Loen, and the family behind him is very close to the Loen family where Kombat belongs. He has accumulated a lot of wealth in just a few years and belongs to the Fengyun family of the "Lyrsey" aristocratic circle.

No one thought of it. Overnight, a fire broke out. Geertro died, and even the tribe suffered along with him, and more than 40 people died.

How could a mere forest fire kill Gertro? It's unimaginable. Don't nobles have private flying machines? Isn't there power armor for special situations? Does the villa have no emergency shelter?

Burned to death by wildfires? Who believes that! Gertro is an aristocrat, not an ordinary person. He even has special supply channels for food and clothing. Will the guarantee of life safety be weak? Is it possible!

Many people speculated that he was killed by political opponents. The official media reported that it was because of forest fires, which was simply farting. No one believed this kind of nonsense to fool the public.

Like this kind of major event involving the powerful, the common people will never be able to learn the truth from the official media. In many cases, gossip is far more reliable than the former, but telling the truth has a price.

Under the power, if you say you are real, the fake is also true, and if you say you are fake, the real is also fake.

In "Leersy," there was jail time for counterfeiting. So many people clearly know that the official media is farting, or farts that are so smelly that they can kill people, but no one dares to say anything.

The nobles and people in the officialdom should be well-informed. Under the care of Kombat Ruen, who would be so stupid as to have an enmity with Gertro among "Lelsey"? Even if it's a bit distasteful, on the surface they will be polite and courteous.

Everyone earns money, and everyone plays with women.

This is the unspoken rule of the aristocratic circle. Unless there is a political reason, no one will easily offend people.

Some people thought of the fundamental reason why Gertro was able to get as much wind as wind and rain as he could in Laersi --- Kombat Luen appreciated him very much.

Why appreciate him?

Because Gertro was doing things for Duke Tripathi, and he was doing a good job.

What are you doing to help the Duke?

Assist "Alice".

What is "Alice"?

A transnational criminal group specializing in kidnapping and human trafficking.

Is this why he caused the murder? Some people thought of the suicide attack that happened a few months ago, and thought it was a little possible, but after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible.

As a high-ranking nobleman, he is far more afraid of death than a commoner. Mount Andre on the outskirts of Kagome City is Gertro's old den, so there must be strict security measures in place, so how could it be breached by mere civilians? Without the strength of a battalion, don't even think about doing this kind of thing.

What's even more strange is that the outside world did not receive any distress signal, and Gertro and his people died so silently.

What happened last night? Who is the murderer?

No one knew that the murderer did not have the strength of a battalion, only four people. The reason why Gertro caused his death was because he assisted "Alice".

Six months ago, Guan Jiaping learned from some channels that his daughter was kidnapped by "Alice", but Tripathi acquiesced in this behavior, and secretly sent Gertro to assist "Alice" People do this kind of behavior that both people and gods hate.

Of course, these are rumors, but he would rather believe them.

He is not a fool, since "Alice" has the soil to grow in "Laierxi", without the assistance of the nobles? How can it be!

So he carried the bomb without hesitation and rushed to Gertro's car.

Unfortunately, Guan Jiaping failed.

Guertero hid in his car, which had been reinforced, and was safe and sound.

Sometimes God is cruel, and sometimes he is very kind, just like a sentence, "Heaven is clear, and retribution is not good."

Gerthro's crimes can cause him to die thousands of times, just because he is a nobleman, or a powerful nobleman, and the common people are powerless to fight against him, so he should be punished as he should.

However, Guan Jiaping's death is like a clockwork key that turns the wheel of fate slowly, and Gertro, including his family, will usher in his death half a year later. (to be continued)