Chapter 850: : Bomb blasting

Chapter 850: Bomb Blast
"Yeah." Gong Yi nodded and looked at the two of them and said, "Then I will go out first."
"Okay." When Xiao Nian smiled and nodded, he remembered something. "Yes, Xiaoqi wants to leave here and go home with us. There must be a lot of discomfort along the way. You can help her mother to take care of her."
"I don't know where she is going." Gong Yi stood there and said that he was staring at the small thoughts along the way, afraid that she had any discomfort, he did not look at Lan Xiaoqi.
When I heard the words, Xiaoji looked at him strangely. "Are you not always with Xiaoqi?"
She remembered that before the cruise, Lan Xiaoqi also took the hand of Gong Yi. She watched the two children play with them and went with them. Later, she only looked at the injury of Gong Ou, and did not look at the two children.
"No."
Gong Gong shook his head.
When Xiao Nian suddenly became nervous, he stood up and went to find someone. His hand was left by Gong Ou La, and Miao Ou lay there with dissatisfaction and yelled at her. "What are you looking for, so many people are still afraid of a child lost?"
"I am still looking for it, I am not at ease."
When Xiao Nian loosened his hand and said, he lifted his leg and left in a hurry.
"..."
Miyao lay there watching the back of Xiao Nian, trying to sit up and hurt, he couldn't move. Damn, this child is more than one. What position does he have to be in the future?
When I miss you, I really have you!
The cruise ship has already sailed out of the pier of Langhuayu. On the endless blue ocean, the seabirds fly wildly and overlook the calm and peaceful beach. It looks like a huge flower field with different colors.
The Lan family, who is not far from Huahai Road, walked almost the same, and the building was almost empty. The people of the palace also checked the bombs everywhere on the island. The local residents fled this way in their own way. Island.
Langhuayu, a dead city.
Lanting was lying on the bed in the room and sent the palace to wait for his last paragraph of bodyguards to go out. His face was pale and like paper, struggling to sit up from the bed and trying his best to pull it out.
Then he sat up from the bed and stood up to the door with the last breath.
It took him a long time for this action, and he would fall down almost as soon as he stood up. Lanting grabbed the remote control on the bedside table and shot the last touch of light in his eyes.
He can't fall, but he can't.
Lanting took the remote control and walked to the door step by step, and picked up the photo album on the chest of drawers.
It is obviously a very light photo album, but at the moment it is too heavy to load in his hand.
Lanting took a step to rest for a while, took a step to rest, finally walked downstairs, panting back against the wall at the door, breathing weakly, smell spread in his mouth, but let him Raised to refresh.
After Lanting had rested, she raised her hand and opened the door with difficulty. There were several men inside.
It was these people who insulted his wife and murdered her.
When Lanting came in, several men struggled with excitement. They were told by Lancaster that they were not prepared to live. They had to blast the bombs. As long as they were buried in the palace, their families would get a thick shirt.
But now, Gong Ou has gone.
They don't make any sense of death.
Thinking of this, someone shouted and cried out, "Mr. Lan, I am just confused, I beg you, let me go, I promise to be a good person in the future..."
Lanting stepped into the wall and walked in step by step. The people were so bad that they threw the photo album in front of them and then sat down without a break, and a blood spit out from their mouths.
"Mr. Lan, please, let us go, beg you."
"We are confused, how you want to beat us all good, Mr. Lan, you let me go, I'll give you cattle and horses."
Lanting sat in front of them, holding the bomb remote control in one hand, wiping the blood on her mouth with one hand, and then flipping through a photo album. The young girl in the photo stood in the flowers and smiled like a flower.
In their fierce pleading, Lanting slowly said, "My wife likes flowers very much. I saw her for the first time. She is standing in the sea of ​​flowers, and she is beautiful, I am going forward, she is red."
"..."
A few men looked at him and didn't understand what he was doing at this time.
"Later we fell in love, I said to accompany her to the old days, my wife said that she would plant flowers in her future home, she would accompany me to see the flowers." Lanting said difficult words, "She said, I was happiest when I saw the flowers."
There is blood in his mouth, and some words cannot be said clearly.
"..."
The men who were and unable to struggle were all face to face, and for a moment they even forgot to forget.
Lanting continued to turn over the photo album and turned to the photo of her daughter when she was born. "When Xiaoqi was born, it was the happiest moment in my life. My most beloved woman gave me the most lovely baby. I am the most enjoyable in this world. Man."
The page flipped by the album, Lanting kissed his wife's face, his wife was holding a baby, and the family was very happy.
"..."
"Xiao Qi was really cute at that time. The first voice that he said was called Dad. He liked to be on my shoulders." Lan Ting said, the blood was falling from the corner of his mouth and dripping on the photo. He didn't care, still Turning the photo, "I think, men want to support their families, to give the best life to two of my most loved ones; I think, take them to travel around the world; I think, give my wife the most Flower field; I still think, such a happy day... can, can be white night, old all night."
Hearing here, someone bowed his head in shame.
"Look, my wife is such a beautiful woman, my daughter is so cute." Lanting continued to flip the photo album in front of them and turned the pages of the page to them.
And the beauty that he once thought would always exist was shredded by the men in front of him.
"..."
Several men buried their heads low.
"My wife should have a very good life. My daughter should have grown up healthily, but all of this has been ruined." Lanting said here, her emotions suddenly became excited, and she spit out blood in the album. on.
The smile of a family of three on the photo was completely covered with blood.
He still wants to say something, but his mouth contains blood but he can't say anything.
"It's Lancaster."
A low-pitched voice sounded, perhaps before the death, the conscience found out, a man said, "They may not know a few, I am leading, I know that everything is Lancaster is doing our job, of course, we also guilty."
This is a servant who has been crouching for many years around Lanting.
"I know." Lanting said with blood, desperately looking at the album on the ground, and continued to flip through the album. "But I can't report this hatred, just like my wife... she can never live, who? Nor can it be white nights."
No one can live happily with the one who loves the night.
After a lengthy silence, someone finally couldn’t stand it. He said, "Lanting, I am sorry for you. Now apologize and be tempted. If you want to kill, kill it, happy!"
Lan Ting ignored them and still flipped through the album. He said that the happiness he had had in the past was repeated, and he repeatedly said, sometimes smiling, and sometimes frowning.
Almost every photo has his blood.
One by one people bowed their heads.
"It's over." The action was slow, Lanting still turned a photo album to the head. He looked at the closed photo album, and the voice was vague and clear. "How is it so thin? It will be gone after a few pages."
How can the album be so thin?
Lanting picked up the remote control in his hand, and the man leaned against the wall on the side, and squeezed a smile. "Green, this hatred, I can only report half, sorry."
These people are the murderers.
He is also the murderer.
He can only report so much.
"I am coming, don't go too far, wait for me."
Lanting grips the remote control, the thumb is pressed, and several people who are tied are desperately closing their eyes, waiting for the moment of the explosion.
"Dad."
A tender voice came.
Lanting turned his head in shock and saw that Lan Xiaoqi, who had already left the palace, stood at the door and was watching him. He looked at her in panic. "How did you come to Xiaoqi? How do you still Don't you go?"
Lan Xiaoqi stood there, fixedly watching the blood on his mouth, lifted his foot and walked over, and extended his small hand to erase it.
"Go with the palace." Lanting pushed her, "Dad gives you."
He insisted on standing up, but he couldn't stand up. He knew that he wouldn't have time to press it without pressing the button.
"Dad, are you going to see your mother?"
Lan Xiaoqi looked at him and asked, very serious, and sweet voice.
"I……"
"I have heard it, you don't lie to me." Lan Xiaoqi stood there and suddenly smiled, holding a pair of childish eyes. "I gave the doll to holy, I know you are going to find a mother, I also want to Go see my mother."
Lanting looked at her stunnedly, and reached out and pushed her hard. "What nonsense, you go, you don't leave me to beat you!"
This was the last strength of Lanting. Lan Xiaoqi was pushed to a squat and fell to the ground. She turned and looked at him. Lanting’s eyes flashed a heartache. "Go!"
"Dad, don't leave me."
Lan Xiaoqi stood up from the ground and looked at him quietly.
"I am not a good father. If you stay, I will call you again, go." Lanting wants Lan Xiaoqi to leave, the farther away the better, he really can't support much time.
Lan Xiaoqi looked at him, then shook his head hard and squatted beside him. "No, Dad doesn't leave, I don't leave, Dad beat me and I don't want to go."
"..."
Lanting leaned against the wall and let blood flow out of his mouth. He said, "Xiao Qi, when Dad asks you, go, let's go..."
His voice was completely vague and he could not hear clearly.
Lan Xiaoqi still shook his head and stared at him. "Dad, I want to see my mother, really."