Lu Zhen was buried in a cemetery in n city, which they had agreed before. No matter who died, they would be buried here. This cemetery was bought by all the trump card people. All the important figures in the cemetery were buried.
Lu Zhen appeared on the sixth stone tablet in the cemetery.
All the trump cards attended the funeral, and Mu Yunsheng and Li Huanqing came back. The cemetery was full of people, mourning Lu Zhen.
An Xiaoyao is always in good health. In recent days, she suffered a serious illness. She dragged her sick body to attend the funeral. There was no sound in the cemetery. There were American agents secretly watching them in the distance.
Such a day is a good day.
All the trump card leaders were present at the funeral, and I'm afraid it's hard for them to find a situation where these people come together. However, no one dares to do it today. The grief caused by Lu Zhen's death is nowhere to vent. They are waiting for an opportunity to break out.
If they really dare to attack, they are looking for death.
During this period of time, the agents who had been placed out had been sent back several corpses. They would have been sent back before, but at most they would have been seriously injured. This time, they were directly given to the bodies. It can be seen that there is no mood to deal with them.
The sky was gray, and the ground, which had just had a little snow, was wet and cold.
In front of Lu Zhen's tombstone, there are lilies.
Looking at the heroic and elegant man on the tombstone, everyone was extremely sad. Gu Qiqi wetted her eyes again. She could not imagine that she would never see Lu Zhen again.
No more.
He disappeared from her world.
Long Si held her in his arms and gently patted her on the shoulder, "don't be sad. He will be sad when he looks at it."
"I would rather he looked sad than lie there." Gu Qiqi said bitterly that if only Lu Zhen could survive, she would exchange everything for anything.
Long Si sighed. He was not sad. When he received the news, he was almost crazy.
The news came so unprepared.
So sharp and sad.
Until the afternoon, all the people reluctantly left, the cemetery returned to quiet, only the aroma of lily, spread the entire cemetery, those sad breath, can not go.
A very ordinary SUV was parked in front of the cemetery.
Army e supported pale Nolan to get out of the car. He pushed aside Jun e's hand and said faintly, "I'll go in myself."
This cemetery has no administrator.
Their own people, every once in a while, will come to see, sweep the leaves for them, send a bunch of flowers. In the cemetery, there are only a few scattered stone tablets. The middle one is best recognized. From a distance, you can see lilies like hills.
Nolan's feet were too heavy to walk. The sharp pain rushed into his mind from the bone marrow, which made him lose his sense. He almost could not remember Lu Zhen's smiling face. Everything was whirling in front of him.
As soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground with a staggering step. He didn't get up for a long time. His chest wound was torn again. Nolan didn't seem to feel it. He got up and went to the lilies. His hands and feet were not his own.
As soon as he heard the news, he came back immediately. The doctor did not allow him to leave the hospital. He held a gun against the doctor's head and almost touched the spy who was watching him. Only then did he win the chance to return home.
I can't catch up to see him for the last time.
Only funeral.
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