Long Ye turned around and got into the car. Chen Yang saluted Ye Tianming and then returned to the team.
Seeing that everything went smoothly, Ye Tianming opened the car door and got in. Long Ye asked: "Boss! Can we leave?"
"Wait a minute, go with them, do your best to put on a show," Ye Tianming said with a smile.
All the team members walked in the direction where they parked. Those who were watching on the outside looked at the soldiers passing by them and hid far away. Even from a few meters away, they could smell the strong smell of blood on their bodies and their faces were frozen.
The blood stains make people feel scared when they see them
After watching them pass by, one person murmured: "Why have I never seen such soldiers before? When they passed by, I actually felt scared! My legs are still trembling."
After hearing what he said, people around him gathered around and nodded to express their sympathy.
"Xiao Huang! Have you ever been a soldier, have you ever seen such a soldier?" asked a middle-aged man
Xiao Huang shook his head thoughtfully, "I haven't seen them, but I can guess their origins."
"Oh? Come on, tell me." The crowd shouted in various directions.
"If I guessed correctly, they should be special forces, and they are also some of our country's elite special forces," Xiao Huang said with certainty.
"No, why did the special forces come here to shoot the condemned criminals? Are you mistaken?" There was another round of discussion.
Xiao Huang didn't explain, but turned around and walked away. When he saw him leaving, the crowd slowly dispersed.
The courtyard of the Nanjing Crematorium was full of people. Some cried bitterly, some shed tears silently, and some looked blankly at the gate. They were all waiting, waiting for the arrival of their loved ones who they hated, loved, and were in pain.
Say a final farewell, send their ashes to the cremator, and then take their ashes home for burial.
A convoy of several different cars drove slowly from afar. As soon as it stopped, the armed police jumped out of the car and quickly controlled the scene to avoid riots and unnecessary accidents.
Two bailiffs got into the car containing the prisoners' bodies, and read out their names according to the numbers. The bodies were carried away by the staff of the funeral home, and their relatives followed behind them crying.
Ye Tianming looked at the spectacular scene in front of him and shook his head helplessly, and said to Feng Zhen: "Let them gather and send our comrades on their last journey." Feng Zhen didn't know what was going on, but he knew that Ye Tianming would definitely tell him.
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Chen Yang and Long Ye carried Zhou Zhenping down. Two funeral home staff saw there was another body here and ran over carrying an iron stretcher.
Chen Yang and Long Ye pushed them over roughly: "Get away, you are not needed here, we will do it ourselves."
The two workers looked very angry. They had never encountered such a thing before. Just when they were about to curse, they saw Chen Yang and Long Ye staring at them with blood-red eyes.
The two people's hearts trembled. What kind of eyes were they? Looking at them was as cold as looking at two corpses, without any emotion, just like when they usually looked at dead corpses. And they really felt that if they dared
If they make any move, these two soldiers will definitely kill them.
Ye Tianming looked at the team members standing upright in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Lying there is my former comrade-in-arms, you can also say that he is your comrade-in-arms. I didn't expect that his life would end like this, but no matter what he did,
What, he was once a hero and our brother. Now let us send him on his last journey together."