Vol 2 Chapter 1353: Last words

The last words of the first thousand three hundred and fifty-three chapters
Fj's night sky, I don't know when there was a cloud of dark clouds, and the dark clouds spread quickly. In just a few hours, the clear starry sky was obscured, and the air began to become depressed.
Iron hand in the home.
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the iron hand on the ground without any expression.
The hands and feet of the iron hand were pierced with a gun, and a deadly mouth on the neck directly cut the trachea of ​​the iron hand, and the blood on the ground almost dyed the iron hand almost red. Not far from the iron hand, it is a woman.
Only this woman has no breath, and even a pale white is almost like snow.
"I..." Zhao Tiezhu’s mouth opened slightly, but he found that he couldn’t speak at all, and his body began to tremble slowly.
And the solitary emperor, quit, heaven, 蛤蟆, eight fingers, Fan Jian, are standing silently.
"Let's lift it up." Zhao Tiezhu felt that his whole head was screaming, everything around him seemed to be getting bigger. The body of the iron hand on the ground was lifted by several people of the Blood Soul Hall, and the iron hand When the body of his wife was about to be carried down, Zhao Tiezhu suddenly heard a weak heartbeat!
Yes, it is heartbeat!
Zhao Tiezhu’s eyes slammed and looked at the body of his wife’s wife. The heartbeat was very weak and weak. If it wasn’t for Zhao Tizhu’s sixth sense, he could hardly hear it.
"Alive alive!" Zhao Tiezhu screamed, cried, "The child in her stomach is still alive!! I don't care what you do, you must keep this child, you must keep it!!!"
Several bloodsucker full-time doctors rushed forward, kneeling beside the body of the iron wife, holding a stethoscope on the stomach and listening, then cried, "Hurry, go to the hospital right now, maybe Can save it!"
Fan Jianhe and others rushed to the ground, lifted the body of the iron hand wife, and quickly rushed to the hospital.
"I am grassing him, who is it!! Who is the hand!" Tiandao slammed his foot on the wall and pulled the wall out of a pit. Then, a big man who was about 30 years old was so embarrassed. On the ground, I cried out.
"I grass your sister's iron hand, my grass, my grass, you die a hair!! You still owe Laozi fifty gambling debts! I grass, who makes you die!!! I grass you Iron hand. Without my consent, who will let you die! How dare you die!! You...you!!! Iron hand!!!" Heaven is almost crazy, while slamming the wall with force, but it is tearing The lungs are crying. The fist was punched on the wall, and it was full of blood in a few times. The heavens seemed to have no feeling.
The body of the Solitary Emperor trembled slightly. Although it was cold, but it was still a feeling of being a solitary person. At this time, a face was full of silence, and there was a violent burial deep in the eyes!
Zhao Tiezhu released the pinched fist and turned and went out.
"Follow me." Zhao Tiezhu's voice, unprecedented, cold.
In the hospital of the Blood Soul Hall.
Zhao Tiezhu stood outside the emergency room, his hands in his pockets, and he looked straight at the lights in the emergency room. Behind Zhao Tiezhu, stood at all the top of the Blood Soul Hall.
Just then, the door of the emergency room was pushed open and a doctor rushed out.
"How?" Zhao Tiezhu’s voice brought a rare feeling in the voice.
"Fortunately, not to be insulted!" The doctor knew Zhao Tiezhu’s identity and said, "Zhao Ge, the child of Iron Hand Brother, has come down."
Zhao Tiezhu nodded and said, "It’s hard for you, please be sure to let this child live."
"Know!" The doctor nodded seriously.
"Let's go, look at the iron hand." Zhao Tiezhu turned and walked to the mortuary downstairs of the hospital with Du Gu Huangtian and others.
The body of the iron hand was stored here, the body had been simply treated, the wound on the neck was stitched up, and the whole person was lying in the freezer, as if falling asleep.
Zhao Tiezhu looked at it a few hours ago and said that he would follow the iron hand of Jiangshan, and his body shook a little.
Du Gu Huangtian was busy with a hand to support Zhao Tiezhu.
"I want to know who is the hand, the latest tomorrow morning." Zhao Tiezhu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and wanted to not look at the iron hand, but in his mind, it was completely a picture of the iron hand.
Zhao Tiezhu’s head seems to be bursting open, but Zhao Tiezhu uses his powerful willpower to pressurize this pain and let his mind remain absolutely awake at such a moment.
"From the body of the iron brother, we found this." Thirteen came up from behind and handed a miniature recorder to Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Tiezhu opened the recorder.
The recorder was first noisy, then a voice appeared. "Iron brother, I am an iron hand."
Zhao Tiezhu’s hand shook a little.
"If you listen to this passage, you can prove that I am dead..."
The voice was silent for a long time. Then, the voice of the iron hand slowly came out. "My wife was controlled by them. So, I can't, I don't dare to tell you, I am sorry, I am sorry."
Zhao Tiezhu’s body trembled even more.
"I am a teenager, I am away from home, come to fj, people to middle age, finally created a name, and later fortunate to know the iron column brother, and Huang Tian, ​​Tiandao, 蛤蟆, 戒杀,八指,范Jian, I think, really happy! Really, really happy."
From time to time in the recorder, the horn of the car can be heard, and the iron hand is recorded when driving.
"Being able to be a brother with everyone, is my iron hand, the greatest honor, Huang Tian, ​​don't always look like a cold, quit, I always wanted to tell you, you are a wine and meat monk, eight fingers, you gun Playing very accurately, when are we going to hunt together, and Fan Jian, I almost watched you grow up all the way, your growth surprised me, Heaven, I owe you money will definitely return you, you Don't be a day, Cui, I have the opportunity to fight the landlord again, and there are things in the field. You help me to look at it. Finally, I am thankful, thank you, thank you very much, I am ironic... maybe first Going, I am sorry everyone, really sorry, can't drink with you again, chat and fart, fight together, get together. Very sad, really sad. Thank you, if you have an afterlife, let's do it again. brothers."
After the recorder was silent for a few more seconds, it rang again.
"Let her let her go!"
Then, it was the dialogue between Wang Junxi and the iron hand. Then, it was the gunshot, and then it was a piece of silence.
Zhao Tiezhu turned off the recorder, shivered a cigarette slightly, then took out the phone and hit it out.
The phone was quickly connected.
"Hey." Wang Million's voice came from there.
"Wang million... I want to destroy you."