Cabin Era

"You don’t have to blame yourself. The death of the iron head has nothing to do with you. A long time ago, he said that his life was taken, so he always rushed first. It is also to make the life he retrieved play a greater role." Hua Biao saw Feng Liang with his head buried in silence along the way, so he comforted.

"Aren't you all gone? Why are you back?" Feng Liang did have some self-blame. If it weren't for him to keep asking, nothing would happen, and Director Li would not try to save him. Sacrificed for him.

Hua Biao glanced at Feng Liang and shook the head slightly; if he really left, it would not be the iron head I knew. "

Hua Biao began to remember.

After they left, Director Li directly ordered his subordinates to return to the law enforcement center to notify the people of the law enforcement center to evacuate the masses. I went to find some cellophane and spread it layer after layer. Of course, Hua Biao was with him.

He helped to spread the cellophane inside Director Li’s clothes. Of course, until Tietou wanted to do something, but I also knew that persuasion was useless, so I followed the whole process.

The two gathered cellophane everywhere, but that thing is really not easy to find here. The two searched the street for several days before they barely covered the interior of Director Li’s clothes.

After making preparations, they immediately folded back and rushed upstairs. Then what happened? It's.

Feng Liang understands it. It turns out that Director Li left so decisively, because he has plans in his heart.

"How do you know that the little angel will explode? "Feng Liang didn't understand. The number of times the little angel appeared can be counted on one's fingers. After Feng Liang experienced it once, he hardly found anything related. Apart from knowing the origin of the little angel and being banned by black, for example, I don’t know anything about other things.

"A few years ago, he experienced it once. That time he also escaped by chance. Tietou knew the terrifying part of the thing, so he asked me to inquire about it in private. information. "Hua Biao said as he recalled.

It turns out that Director Li was also a survivor of the accident caused by the little angel a few years ago. At that time Feng Liang was just a student.

" Before that, he and I were still a pin against an awl and we were in Battle Qi. However, he almost knelt down to let me check that thing for him. "Hua Biao said, thinking of the scene at the time, she showed a slight smile.

The embarrassment of being teased by him when he begged him to be a strong person, now I can’t help thinking of it. Laugh.

"Then I promised. I have been tracking down that thing for several years. Of course, only he and I know about it, so that's why he let me go several times. "

"As I searched deeper and deeper, I also felt terrifying more and more, so I was very worried. In order to be able to inquire more news, I even killed several law enforcement, including robbery. Your time. "At this point, Hua Biao said, although his tone was full of guilt, his eyes didn't feel the slightest wrong.

The thing hidden behind the little angel is too big. What if he sacrifices a few law enforcement? If you don’t find out, then casualties are not as simple as a few law enforcement.

So Hua Biao believes that he has done nothing wrong. He has always been like this. Sometimes he has to sacrifice something. Never hesitate, even if it is not understood by others.

Feng Liang didn't feel anything wrong with this. If you change him, I am afraid he will do the same.

Seeing Feng Liang's expression, Hua Biao showed approving eyes. People without iron and blood and decisive killing can't do anything. He is very satisfied with Feng Liang.

At least there is no benevolence and morality. In many cases, some choices are like this. From another perspective, if Hua Biao does not do something, there is no way to inquire about the secret behind the little angel, then when the time comes Once it breaks out, more law enforcement, even cabin residents, will be sacrificed, and no one can survive.

Feng Liang is a little looking forward to what Hua Biao will say next. He urgently needs to know something about the little angel. Information.

There are also the gods and god disciples. These are like time bombs, and they don’t know when they will explode, so Feng Liang is eager to learn more.

"That organization is extremely mysterious. After so many years, I haven't found a lot of things, and I have learned more or less about the little angel. "Hua Biao said guiltily. It has been several years, but what he has investigated is very limited.

Feng Liang did not speak, not because he was not interested, but because he knew that Hua Biao was looking for him. Talking is definitely not just talking about the family, but telling Feng Liang what he knows.

Therefore, Feng Liang does not need to interrupt, just listen quietly, so The mysterious organization, even the Heavenly Eye in the cabin, can escape, just relying on Master Hua to investigate alone, how can it find too many things.

For the self-blaming words of Master Hua, and I didn’t think there was anything. This was not a simple matter. On the contrary, if Master Hua was able to find out something, he could already see his strength, and Director Li knew about Hua Biao’s strength, so he knelt down to ask. He.

"In fact, there is no god, everything is directed and performed by Tian, ​​and Tian is not a person, but an organization. The creation of the God Land corresponds to the Death God Temple. Its purpose is to deceive those ignorant believers that's all..."

Hua Biao then told Feng Liang about what she had found in the past few years. He did not hesitate to kill the information about the little angel and the sky in exchange for a few lives and law enforcement.

Feng Liang was stunned directly after listening to it. There were too many things, and he paid back for a while. Some are unacceptable.

Some information has directly subverted Feng Liang’s cognition. If it weren’t for Hua Biao to be Director Li’s best friend and search for it for so many years, Feng Liang would never believe it. Even now, he would not believe it. I don’t completely believe in what Hua Biao said.

"You can find out the truth and falsehood of many things by verifying it yourself. I will use your ability to verify some things in detail. It is not difficult. . "Of course Hua Biao knows Feng Liang’s suspicion.

But he doesn’t care. He can’t produce enough evidence for many things, and he has no right to prove many things with his strength. He guessed it himself based on some clues and some phenomena.

As for the authenticity, Feng Liang only needs to verify it before he can know it.

Of course, Feng Liang needs to verify it. The information that Biao brought has too many deficiencies, and there are many places that cannot be explained. However, some things are indeed as he said. Feng Liang can't distinguish between true and false for a while.

But the problem is not big, at least For the information that Hua Biao gave, he has more or less clues. Being able to inquire so much information with the power of a casual person, Feng Liang already admires Hua Biao very much.

No matter it is true. Fake, at least gave him directions and saved him a lot of time.

"Hua, what are your plans next? "Feng Liang took the information provided by Hua Biao in his heart and asked.

Now that Director Li is dead, Hua Biao has no one to fight.

"hmph! I'm old, of course I'm doing something old fogey should do. You have to be careful. This matter may be more complicated than I found out, so be careful. "Hua Biao said.

Hua Biao has a good impression of Feng Liang. He saw in Feng Liang the shadow of iron heads when they were young. They are all iron heads, but Feng Liang is more like iron heads. Decisive and even better, maybe he can really do what Director Li can’t.

Hearing what Hua Biao said, Feng Liang didn’t say anything. He understands that Hua Biao What did the old fogey mean? He wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he held back what he said.

Then he watched Hua Biao’s squatting silhouette disappear. In the brightly lit streets.