Ye Tianming shouted: "Stand at attention! Salute!" "Bang!" All the team members raised their right hands. Chen Yang and Long Ye lifted Zhou Zhenping one after another and walked towards the funeral home hall. The team members held their guns and kicked them.
Following in a straight stance.
"Ba!Ba!!!" The neat steps instantly covered the noisy crying and shouting, becoming the only note in the entire space. Looking at this team made them feel that soldiers who were different from ordinary soldiers, with a solemn look on their faces.
, with neat steps, he moved forward slowly. Whether it was the staff of the funeral home or the families of the death row prisoners, they all silently retreated aside and watched this special farewell ceremony.
Gao Qing said dissatisfiedly: "This is too much. After all, it is a death row prisoner. How can such a grand ceremony be held?"
Wu Chengbo patted his shoulder: "Old Gao! You won't understand the relationship between soldiers and comrades. It's a friendship that can block bullets for you and die for you in your back."
Ye Tianming and the others carried Zhou Zhenping to the funeral home hall and walked towards the cremation room. At this time, a female staff member Zhan Zhan Keke came over. Looking at Ye Tianming with a cold face, she said weakly:
"The deceased needs makeup."
Ye Tianming waved his hand and pointed at Zhou Zhenping and said coldly: "When he was alive, his makeup was oil paint and smoke. He could only paint oil paint when he died, so we can paint his makeup, so you can leave."
The woman heard this and hurriedly left after being ordered by a big command. Standing in front of the group of soldiers put too much pressure on her. It was an invisible pressure that made her involuntarily develop an indescribable awe.
Ye Tianming and the others entered the cremation room and saw the cremation chemical industry standing there looking at them at a loss. "You can leave, let's do it ourselves." Ye Tianming said.
The crematorium hesitated and chose to leave because he didn't want to offend these soldiers who put too much pressure on him as soon as he came in.
"Chen Yang, take two people to get an urn, and then go to the funeral home to get some ownerless ashes inside."
Chen Yang said awkwardly: "Captain! It seems that I need money to buy the urn, I don't have the money."
"You won't rob it if you don't have money. Do I need to teach you this?"
"Uh!" Feng Zhen rolled his eyes, and the team members were even more dark. Chen Yang smiled and took the two team members out, muttering as he walked, "Damn it! The boss is the boss, and others dare not do it.
He dared to do anything, and he was happy to do it. The bandit-like behavior made every time he did it, otherwise he wouldn't call Ye Tianming."
"Open it, let him come out."
Long Ye reached out and untied the rope tied to the hole of the body bag. Zhou Zhenping jumped to the ground quickly, "Chief! Thank you." After saying that, he knelt on the ground with a plop.
Ye Tianming roared: "Fuck you stand up for me. Don't you know that there is gold under the knees of men? Our Blue Sword does not have the pitiful soldiers who kneel down casually, but only iron-clad men. Now you raise your head and
I walked out of here, bet on the honor of a soldier, and killed the two bastards. Then I came back and told me that you did not kill a good man unjustly. As a man, you must live clearly and clearly distinguish between gratitude and grudges. I am worthy of heaven, and I am the mansion.
It's worthy of it."
Zhou Zhenping stood up and looked at the man who was much younger than him, but he made him respect him. He shook his head fiercely, shook off the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted: "Chief! I will never let you down."