Chapter 60 fifty-four

In the end he glanced at me, his eyes were so firm and deep, as if it was an irreplaceable promise: I will definitely do my best to keep Mo Fan! Oh, he'll do his best. He will try his best. Knowing this, I tried to clear my mind, what should I say to Mo Fan?What can he say to make him forget his hatred and get through the moment safely.Talk about the embarrassing things about me and Mai Le when we were young?No no no, Mai Le has become what he is now.Talking about the little incident between him and Hu Weile is not enough. Hu Weile has been abused and turned into a fool who can only laugh and dance.

Oh. turn out to be. You and I, Mo Chun and Mo Fan, have lost our dearest wings, lost the partner with whom we can share our yearning, and can no longer go to heaven. The silence continued. And Xi Lan's cry for help has gradually weakened. Suddenly, an old voice called from behind, Mo Fan, Mo Fan, Mo Fan. I turned around abruptly. But I saw the old grandmother, supported by two female policemen, climbed to the top of the building.She walked up staggeringly, calling Mo Fan's name with her toothless mouth, tears streaming down her face. I hurried forward to help her, I shouted to Mo Fan, I said, you bastard, do you want grandma to die of sadness?Mo Fan, let Xi Lan go, please.At this moment, I remembered the words Zhang Zhichuang conveyed. I knew that if Xi Lan passed out, then Mo Fan would definitely be shot to death.As for Bai Chu, the reason for not coming is nothing more than the fact that the police understand that if Bai Chu really comes up, then Mo Fan will definitely kill the hostages—because what he wants is to let Bai Chu see, Xi Lan's death.

When Mo Fan saw his grandma, he also started to cry. He wept towards his grandma, saying, Grandma, I am a bad boy.In this life, my father has not been able to be filial to you, and now, my grandson can't be filial to you... But grandma, I don't want that bastard who always bullies my sister, I don't want... Grandma cried and said, Mo Fan, Fan, put down the knife, put down the knife, let’s go home and live a good life. Grandma watched your father go to prison, wait and wait, I’m afraid it will never happen again in this life. I can't see you anymore... If grandma loses you again, I won't live to see your father again... You are killing me, an old man... Mo Fan...

Grandma was crying, I was crying too, and Mo Fan was crying too. Under the dawn sky, the tears of the three of us, grandparents and grandchildren, turned into rain. Ji Rongge was making his last effort, he said, Mo Fan, look at your grandma, and look at your older sister, the two of them can't lose you!You are a man, and you have to protect them for the rest of your life!If you really do this stupid thing, you will not be able to protect them for the rest of your life! Mo Fan was silent for a while, and seemed a little shaken.Le Xilan's arm was obviously loose, but at this time Xilan was completely unconscious.

Ji Rongge breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mo Fan, yes, yes, that's it, put down the knife, let go of Xi Lan... brook blue. brook blue. The name Xilan seemed to be Mo Fan's sore spot. When Ji Rongge said this name, his already relaxed nerves suddenly tightened, and his arms regained strength to hold the unconscious Xilan tightly, and shouted at Ji Rongge, You say so much just to save this bitch, right?I won't let her go!Without her, my sister would not be in such pain!Baichu, Baichu, I want to see Baichu!I want to see Bai Chu!If you don't let me see that bastard again, I will really kill this bitch!

Ji Rongge turned his head and glanced at me. Suddenly, I seemed to have realized something - Zhang Zhichuang had already reported to the subordinates by radio, and Xi Lan was already in a coma; so, in order to save time and rescue the hostages, what they had to do now was to implement Their pre-decision-to distract Mo Fan's attention and shoot him dead! I looked back at Ji Rongge and shook my head in pain. No!I beg you!Your eyes told me that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you will keep Mo Fan!You promised me!No! Zhang Zhichuang approached me and said, Mo Chun, go down.Leave it to Ji Rongge here.Since you are unwilling to cooperate with our police work, don't sway Ji Rongge's heart. He is now a negotiator who wants to save the lives of the hostages, and secondly, the man who loves you!We're sending your father over for a last-ditch effort.But now, Xi Lan is already in a coma. I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until your father arrives. We must protect the hostages.

I looked at this calm man. Yes, he is indeed calm.Calm enough to weigh the value of his love with Mai Le! Grandma is still crying, tears streaming down her vicissitudes of face.However, all of a sudden, I feel that she is so happy at this moment, because she doesn't have to be like me, knowing that her relatives are about to be shot to death, but helpless and can only watch all this happen, her heart is broken beyond redemption ! lightning-- Cut through the sky again. The thunder made its final roar before the heavy rain fell. At the same time, seventeen-year-old Mo Fan was screaming, he said, let Bai Chu come to see me!Let Baichu come to see me!Okay, if you don't let him come to see me, I'll kill her right away!

finally. Ji Rongge's eyes were completely gray, his eyelashes drooped heavily, as if he sighed as long as a century, his eyes hurt, and he refused to look at me, Zhang Zhichuang's eyes stared fiercely at Ji Rongge! At that time, the superior's order should have rang in Ji Rongge's ear over and over again through the radio earphone: distract the criminals!Fully cooperate with the sniper!Kill it! Attract criminals attention!Fully cooperate with the sniper!Kill it! Attract criminals attention!Fully cooperate with the sniper!Kill it! finally. His eyes opened fiercely, piercing the night sky like lightning, he opened his mouth lightly and said, Mo Fan, look, your father was released from prison on parole to see you...

Mo Fan was stunned, and looked at the stairs stupidly, Le Xilan's hand also relaxed. At that time, I heard the sound of my heart pounding on the ground, I ran to Mo Fan frantically, I said, don’t look at Mo Fan, they will kill you... But, I was pulled away by Ji Rongge . Under the final thunderstorm, raindrops fell in torrents. All of a sudden, the world lost its sound. A coquettish and unusual flower, bright red, opened on Mo Fan's forehead fiercely, his eyes opened wide, and he fell heavily on the ground... The police officers took Xi Lan away quickly. The moment Mo Fan was shot dead, grandma passed out heavily on the ground.

At that moment, the whole world was barren. Rain, non-stop. Thunder and lightning. I looked at Mo Fan on the ground stupidly, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, when our mother abandoned us, he cried so heartbreakingly, and I swear, from now on, I will never want this boy to cry like this again up! And today, my vow was finally fulfilled! Mo Fan, he will never cry like that again. Bloody water, washed by the heavy rain, snaked to my feet.I frantically tried to run over, but Ji Rongge hurriedly stopped me. But, what else can stop a sister's determination to hug her brother?

Then, under the thunder, there was a clear sound of tearing silk, and my clothes were torn apart.And I myself fell heavily to the ground. I cried and crawled towards Mo Fan. The blood, the blood that flowed from Mo Fan's body, seemed to still carry his body temperature.In this way, under the heavy rain, my clothes, my skirt, and my hands were covered. The moment I ran up and reached out to hug him, I was tightly suppressed by the policemen who came up, so, amidst my wailing, they wanted to wrap the world in black bags roughly to my dearest child.No matter how much I begged, they refused to let me approach. Let me get closer, let me take one last look at him, let me tell him that kidnapping is a bad thing, and children shouldn't do it!However, they refused to let go, and refused to let me tell him. But, do you know?If I don't tell him today, no one will ever say something like that to him again. Surrounded by those policemen, when they were tidying up Mo Fan's body, suddenly a beautiful box rolled off Mo Fan's body, rolled past the feet of those policemen, and landed at my feet. Little little rouge box. At that moment, my heart was completely torn. This, should he secretly prepare a birthday present for me, right?That little box, the beautiful box, the mousse blush I had told McLean about on the phone. It just rolled down at my feet weakly and helplessly, just like the little Mo Fan, looking helpless.Its whole body was soaked in Mo Fan's blood. And how can I rub this rouge on my face? Finally, I beat those policemen crazily, accusing them indifferently with my hands and teeth, and finally, Zhang Zhichuang waved their hands, and they let go of their restraining hands. I scrambled and ran to Mo Fan's side, howling in pain!I looked at his thin body, in the cold rain, at his eyes that could never be closed, my hands were desperate to plug the wound on his forehead, trying to prevent his blood from continuing to flow !I think those forensic doctors must have made a mistake. He called my sister just now, how could he stop breathing now? But until my hands were covered with his cold blood, until I felt his body was cold and stiff, my heart finally withered in this rainy field. babble? Mo Fan, why do you wear such a big red flower on your head?A little boy wearing a flower is a joke.Take it off quickly, otherwise, if Hu Weile makes fun of you, you are not allowed to go home and cry to me!If you dare to cry to me, I will beat you into a flower of seven colors! babble? Mo Fan, sister is talking to you!Did you hear that?You little lazy pig, stop sleeping!Do not sleep!get up!Ha ha.Sister, you must be pretending to be asleep!Sister knows, you must be angry when I said just now that you wear flowers and don't send them out!You are really narrow-minded. babble? Mo Fan, what kind of dye did you use for this big red flower?Is it too bad quality?The color fades so quickly, look, look, they are all red from your head, one by one, washed by the rain, and meandering to my sister's feet. Mo Fan, wake up! Please, wake up! From now on, my sister will never hit you again, and my sister will never scold you again, so wake up! I beg you. Okay, you still pretend to be asleep and see if I don't wake you up! I carefully touched Mo Fan's face one by one, waiting for him to wake up suddenly, looked at me very dissatisfied, and said, sister, don't disturb me, I haven't woken up yet! I smiled foolishly and said, Mo Fan, wake up, my sister is going to take you to get your teeth filled.My sister is no longer counting, no longer stingy.My sister will fill you with the best tooth, so I don't need quack doctors to make do for you.You wake up soon.Let's go when we wake up. Ji Rongge looked at everything in front of him, the pain in his eyes was like a burning fire, raging endlessly.He walked up to me, hugged me tightly, and tried to erase all the cruel things in front of me from my heart. I looked up and looked at this man, I smiled, and I said, look, look, how beautiful the big red flower you helped Mo Fan wear, look, how beautiful. Ji Rongge hugged me tightly, tightly.He said, Mo Chun, everything will be fine, everything will be fine, don't do this! I lightly put my index finger on my mouth and said to Ji Rongge, shhh—— Then I broke free from his embrace and continued to crawl to Mo Fan's side. The blood on his head flowed all over the ground, intertwined with the rain. Suddenly, lightning flashed again. I gently covered his ears and murmured, Mo Fan, when you were young, you were most afraid of lightning and thunder.Now, you don't have to be afraid anymore.However, if you are still afraid, who will protect you? At this time, a dull wail tore my eardrum. this voice? this voice! Oh, how familiar this voice was to me!It just disappeared when I was eight years old.how?How did it suddenly appear. At this time, I turn around. But I saw a man at noon, old, thin, wearing handcuffs and shackles. At this time, under the heavy rain, he collapsed in this vast time, crying and screaming! in front of you. His comatose gray-haired old mother! His dead seventeen-year-old son! His bewildered nineteen-year-old daughter! Or, he was in the prison, waiting for so many years, always thinking that when he entered the prison, the six-year-old boy should have grown into a handsome boy by now!His eyebrows should have inherited his eyes. He thought about the reunion of father and son thousands of times, but he never thought that on the last day, what he saw was a cold corpse! Zhang Zhichuang told the escorts that the task had been completed, so let's take him away! At that moment, countless strange thoughts flashed through my brain. if! If there is no Yu Yuanfang, then Mo Fan and I would not live so hard!Without such hard work, Mo Fan would not be in such a miserable situation today! yes! yes! It was he who ruined Mo Fan's happiness, Mo Fan's happiness!Everything now is the cause he planted eleven years ago, so today, he bears the painful fruit on Mo Fan's body! That's when my eyes lit up with blazing anger! Eleven years of pain and humiliation finally exploded at the moment of Mo Fan's death! I walked towards him, slowly towards him, this man, my father, is far away!While weeping, he saw me, his eyes full of hopeless love and compassion. But I bumped into him with great humiliation!I roared, all these years, it's you who deserves to be damned!Why don't you die!While cursing madly, I used my best strength to punch and kick this man kneeling in front of his son's corpse! He held his head and continued to wail! No man's dignity! My heart aches! But there is no reason to forgive! Ji Rongge rushed forward and pulled me away from my father, and the policemen hurriedly dragged him away from the distance, like dragging animals, leaving him squatting on the ground, trying to see himself lying in a pool of blood again. son in!None of them would give the old man this last chance. He wailed as if he was dying, and was dragged downstairs. lightning-- thunderbolt-- Ji Rongge hugged me tightly, I saw those policemen put Mo Fan into a black bag and rushed up like crazy, but Ji Rongge held me tightly. After pain comes madness. I smiled, smiled bitterly, and wiped the blood of Mo Fan remaining on my hands onto Ji Rongge's clothes!Then bite down on his shoulder fiercely! Bite down hard! I didn't let go until there was a fishy-sweet feeling in my mouth, until his blood slowly seeped into his clothes and blended with Mo Fan's blood that I wiped on his clothes. With a bright red mouth, she grinned at him. It seems that this mingled blood is a poisonous curse! The curse is upon him! Let him bear it all his life, Mo Fan's death, and Mo Chun's despair! However, when he looked at me with painful and heavy eyes, my originally numb, crazy and stiff heart suddenly ached. It hurts.