Chapter 429 (1/2)

People in yanziwu pay attention to being a teacher for one day and a father for life. Wang Dong is Fang Huwei's disciple, so Fang Huwei is his father.

He and Fang Yixing are not only brothers, but also brothers.

No one is more worthy of life, and no one is more qualified to live.

Wang Dong also has his own family and his own wife and children. In the eyes of his wife and children, his life is more precious than the life of his will, and his life is more important than anything.

Wang Dong is willing to fight for a minute for his elder martial brother, which may be 30 seconds -

pay more attention to love than life and death.

This is Wang Dong's reward.

Rough and deep.

The black Buick was flying in the air for a short time. Because there was a knife in his head, and the handle was still clamped on the iron sheet on the roof, Wang Dong, who untied his seat belt, was not thrown away.

Bang!

The man and the car fell into the ditch at the same time. The ditch is deep and narrow, so it's hard to turn over when the car gets stuck.

The black robed man's toes are a little on the roof of the car, and his body jumps to the sky. The black robe is like a bat in flight.

He is really like that kind of black animal. His ability to stay in the air is amazing. The black robe flew a long distance in the air, which made it land lightly.

There is no splash of mud and water, no snow, no trace of stepping on the snow.

Fang Yixing is so fast that he still can't catch up with the development of tragedy.

When he jumped into the deep ditch and pulled out the long knife from the roof of the car, Wang Dong's body was dragged out of the car. Wang Dong's mind and body had been dyed red by his own blood.

The eyes are round and open, the blood is poured into the eyes, and the whites of the eyes become red.

Extremely unwilling.

”Wang Dong --”

Fang Yixing holds Wang Dong vigorously, helping him warm his gradually cold body temperature.

When a man dies, the heat is gone.

Fang Yixing is not sad for a long time, because he has more important things to do.

He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Wang Dong's eyes. He wiped the blood out of his eyes. But because there is a big hole in his head, the big hole is still bleeding. He had just wiped it clean, and the blood came in again and dyed his eyes red.

Therefore, Fang Yixing can only help him close his eyes by force.

Take off the woolen coat and cover Wang Dong's head, face and body.

Then, he picked up the long knife on the ground which was used by the black robed man to cut the iron sheet and insert it into Wang Dong's skull. He tore off the tie around his neck and tied it to his arm.

At last, he tied his tie to a knot, and the knife fused with his body.

Fang Yixing stood up and stood in front of the man in black again.

The man in black raised his head, and the eye covered by the black hat was as cold and vicious as a beast.

He looked at Fang Yixing and said, ”people in yanziwu are not afraid of death?”

”Afraid of death.” Fang Yixing said. ”How good to live, no one wants to die.”

”Why isn't he afraid?” The man in black pointed to Wang Dong lying on the ground and asked.

”His name is Wang Dong. He used to be a beggar. When I was about to be cut off and become useless, my father rescued me from the underground beggars' sect, and I have been a member of our family ever since. ”

”My father gave him his life and his dignity. We gave him life, so he gave us a life in his own way. We gave him the dignity to live, so he chose to let himself die with dignity. ”

Fang Yixing looked at Wang Dong and said softly, ”he is a hero. After his death, his body was buried in our ancestral cave, and the Lingpai was enshrined in our ancestral temple. If the Fang family keeps planting the Jue pulse, his incense will not go out. ”

It is to explain to the people in black robes, more like Wang Dong saying what he can guarantee.

The hero cherishes the hero. Wang Dong has given his life to save him, so he is not stingy to take out what he can give and what Wang Dong cares about most.

For a long time, the black robed man said hoarsely, ”the dignity of living, the life of freedom, and the ancestral cave and ancestral hall are really enviable. I don't have any of these things. After death, a lone ghost like me will be thrown into the wilderness or on a mass grave. The body will be torn up and devoured by vultures or wild dogs. There is no ancestral cave to bury, but incense can be used. No wonder he is willing to die to save you. ”

After a pause, the man in black asked again, ”what about Zhou fan? It was a greedy, timid, selfish, thin person - I chose him because I thought he and I were the same kind of person. Why did he choose that way? Would you rather sacrifice yourself than poison the soup? And why does he want to die for you? ”

Fang Yixing, with a proud and gentle smile on his face, said loudly, ”do you know what home is?”

”Home?” The man in black seriously thought about it. He really didn't know what home was. What is home? Is it a house that can keep out wind and rain? A bunch of luxury furniture?Or are you offered different women every day?

”Home is home. There are talents and families. When you come home from work, your wife has cooked the meal and cooked the chicken soup. When you go out, your son will call you again and again to ask why your father hasn't come back - you eat at the same table, you scold your son for his naughty behavior, and you teach your daughter to study hard. Even if the parents of other children come to the door, you stand up as a father to apologize or quarrel with others - ”

Fang Yixing's smile is gentle, but his eyes start to get wet.

He said that his wife was his wife, and his son was his son.

The family he said was his family.

This kind of happiness, probably has no chance to enjoy again?