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Chapter 891:Brothers Carrying the Flag

In the next hour or so, I try to save myself to put out the real ideas in my heart, and this is a very risky decision, although the people sitting here can be said to be the most intimate person, but it is difficult to ensure that after the death of Yang Yan, these people will not appear centrifugal situation...

But in fact, there is no choice not only for them, and I no longer have a choice.

There are only more than 20 hours left before New Year's Eve, and when it is more than four o'clock in the morning, everyone in the whole room has made a unanimous decision, although there are mostly women in the room, but the picture of standing up to prepare for the implementation plan is a little admired, so that I think of Wen Xiaomo and Shenman.

"Mr. Lin, the matter of Qinghang is left to us, but the rest of the things are all to you!"Then he turned to me and bowed to me.

"Can't bear it--" I hastened to hold Xu Jie, smiled and sighed, "Although it is not beyond the height of the world's rise and fall, since I and Yang Yan's position is consistent, then these things were also things that I should have encountered, and with the help of your confidants, it is Yang Yan's luck!"

"It's not his luck, if not, maybe he's an ordinary person, at least better than the end now..." Xu Jie sadly hurt.

I was afraid to provoke her pain again, and hurried to say a few words, so that she would be busy early.

At the same time, the meeting in the middle of the night in the province also happened to end, Liang Xiaosu and then from the provincial compound to Xu Jie, Xu Jie has been through the Shuanglong in Qinghang intelligence network, the news spread out.

Everyone is on the final run, for the ultimate same purpose!

Ann's new film was finally released, and the next thing is no longer her control, so she is also busy with the assets at hand statistics, including some scattered industries and available funds in Qinghang, all to find ways to generalize.

Lin Wanqing, Liang Yuanyuan and others kept rushing back to Zhonghai City to make other plans.

The people who really presided over the funeral were Mo Yi and Mo Yun's mother and daughter, even Xu Jie temporarily put down their sadness, and Zhao Yawei moved, Xu Jie went to Southern under the escort of Blue Road, and there were some industries and assets that Yang Yan had laid out a long time ago, and the heavy machinery and engineering enterprises controlled by Xu Qingshi in the hands of the entire southern region, they would be prepared...

Han Yun took a flight to Yanjing, where he would have a private meeting with Wen Xiaomo; Qiao Dong was going to Australia to negotiate some things with Qin Yue alone!

The world is full of hearts, and the hearts of the people are treacherous.

After a night of fatigue, after the fire dance appeared, it was finally tired and tired to sleep, and I went to the Qinglian Medical Museum again with the easy fire dance.

Because it has passed the initial stage, the crowd of the hall is much less, the atmosphere of sadness is still still there, when I danced with the fire, we are Mo Ke and the little girl Chen Yunli who finally clearly saw her face, if it is not because of the occasion and the atmosphere is not right, I should probably talk to this beautiful little girl, after all, the golden rain load life turning point, have the girl's help, if not her, Jin Yuhe is afraid of death.

Mo Huan is in a deep sorrow, the whole person's mood seems very wooden, but her mother Mo Yun is maintaining the whole big picture, and I finally saw the Yang Yan once had a word of the Yongchun master "Tan inch", looks like a horned middle-aged man, but the sharpness and perseverance in the eyes make it impossible for such a man to be in order to protect a 'other wife's wife and never marry for life.

After the hall Chen put Yang Yan's body, the crystal coffin, looks still blue and black skin color, can not have any business, this is the second time I am close contact with his body, and because last night with Xu Jie they finally reached a comprehensive cooperation, coupled with today's few people, I have once again the opportunity to stand alone in front of Yang Yanxuan.

The fire dance pushed away the lid, staring at the Yang Yan lying inside, reaching out one by one to test his nose, pulse, heartbeat, and even touching Yang Yan's lips with his own lips, trying to capture the traces of his pretending to die, even if it was a hint of heat and breathing, but in the end it was a disappointment!

I sighed: "There can be no life, if it is really a fake death, it must be hidden from the South Palace, and the mood of the South Palace has been the most glancing and sad, so..."

"No--" said the fire dance, shaking his head, as if unwilling to accept the fact, "I have a wonderful feeling between him and him, if he dies, I will have some sense, this is not right... because I have not at all felt that he is dead, maybe he is just asleep!" 」

I can't cry and laugh, thinking that maybe as long as the woman related to Yang Yan, I can't accept the news that he is dead, right?

staring at Yang Yan in the coffin, I suddenly thought slightly, a thought that last night suppressed, the spread of unstoppable, turned around, to determine that Moqing they may not come in for a short time, I suddenly took out a silver needle, just wanted to go to Yang Yan's body, suddenly a voice with cold: "What do you want?" 」

A bang, the figure flashed, my hand was not known how to break through Tang quietly grasped, her eyes staring at my fingers between the silver needle cold drink: "He is already a corpse, you still want to do something to him?" 」

I smiled bitterly and defended: "It's just a silver needle, I just want to try... whether there will be other possibilities!"

Tang Jingya threw away my hand and said coldly: "You better not play tricks, this is disrespectful to a dead person, and you have not asked for any consent from his family, I can only assume that your approach is to be unscrupious... Please go out!" 」

I looked a little helpless, just as I was about to turn around, I heard the disturbing sound outside, and there seemed to be signs of intensifying!

“Quickly!Go out and see!”Tang Jingya pushed the coffin into the coffin, drove me and the fire dance out, looked at the picture that had become a mess outside, and couldn't help but push away the crowd, and shouted at several cities that were tearing down the hall and wreath in front of the medical museum in a few uniforms.

"What?"After a few days of complaining, what do you think of the street?Owned?”A guy with a high hat held his head high and pointed out to Tang Jingya and Mo Ge and others, "To tell you clearly, today must be dismantled... New Year's Eve, you have affected the order of the whole street..."

“Do you dare?”Xiao Xuewen took a step and said with fierce anger in his eyes, "I know your director Guo, and he has the ability to let him come..."

“It’s raining, right?”The other side smiled, "I'm sorry, he was fired today, I took his place, and because there are too many reports, today this is my first task after taking office, who dares to block... I will throw it into two or two meters!" 」

“I want to see...” Xiao Xuewen gritted his teeth and croked, “Isn’t two or two meters enough for you?”

"Wow" for a moment, around the time more than a dozen people gathered up, the four or five city management personnel all covered it, Xiao Xuewen was the first to follow Yang Yan spelled out, with a strong momentum of the river and lake, and with his words, those who die loyal to stand up, not to mention eating two or two meters, even if it is to die, once Yang Yan's words, it is just a word of things!

“You?”Want to rebel?”Tan Ping’s eyes narrowed, and the yin duck smiled, “Think clearly?”I count three, if you stop again, is the real hindrance..."

“So what?”

"Don't do this..." Mo Yun suddenly reached over, pulled Xiao Xuewen aside, and sighed in a complicated tone, "Study ... if he does not want to be restless after his death, then remove these things, anyway, the wreath itself is also a worthless thing!" 」

"But..." Xiao Xuewen bit his teeth and buckled to the bulge around his neck.

"You are all with Yang Yan's brothers for a long time, you need to know some of the truth of the river, this time you have to give up a road for the little man to go..." Mo Yunyi said in a very indifferent tone, "see where they can go..."

“All right, Aunt Mo.”Xiao Xuewen gritted his teeth and took the initiative to take the lead to carry a wreath and go out, and the voice choked and drank, "Brothers...help the brother carry the flag..."

A group of people carrying huge wreaths to the crowd, shouting "for the brother" and the like, everyone is a strong man, such a picture can not help but make people's hearts.

The lake may be the door next to it, but it will never be short of blood and righteousness.

The cold wind is up!

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