Hearing this, Xiaozhuang slowly withdrew his gun, and so did Dong Yi!

Xiaozhuang went to the side room and took out a bottle of wine, found another wine glass, and handed it to Dong Yi after filling it up. Dong Yi slowly took it. The two of them sat side by side on the church seat, staring at the sculpture.

The candlelight reflects the wine in the cup, colorful and swaying, and it looks like the ups and downs of the world.

Take a sip and it is all the flavors of life, coming and going, birth, old age, sickness, death, love, hate, love, joy, sorrow, and separation, phases, ups and downs.

At this moment, the two of them held wine glasses in their hands, and the wine in the glass was their language. At the right time, in the right place, two right people, a bottle of appropriate wine, seemed to be the happiest time for the two of them at this moment.

The two of them are like a gathering of relatives and friends, drinking to chat about life.

In the church, the white doves are still flying, the candlelight is colorful, and friends come from afar, and tell each other about their lives through a glass of wine!

At this moment, the two of them were not drinking, they were drinking in life, and they each enjoyed the fun of drinking, everything seemed so smooth.

The two men poured each other, called each other friends, talked about their difficulties with wine, and talked about life with wine. At this moment, what they drank was not just wine, but a few traces of sadness, memories, a few heartache, and a few traces of sorrow.

After the cup was changed, the two put down their wine glasses. They came to the wide part of the church, under the holy elephant? The white doves were flying in the sky? The candlelight swayed, and suddenly they took out their weapons!

Bang!

A gunshot broke the original peace. At this moment, it was a solemn and solemn church? It seemed to be trapped in the chaos and hustle and bustle!

The originally peaceful atmosphere? Completely broken. In the church with white doves flying in symbolizing peace, candlesticks spread all over the dark church into the candlelight...

Dong Yi fought with Xiaozhuang, and guns were flying.

Bullets shuttled through? Flying white doves? Blood splattered, falling one by one on the ground, with feathers flying in the blood, and flying snow shattered in the church.

The two of them are like trapped beasts? They fight to survive a sacred place that symbolizes morality, glory and dignity? Even the statue was shattered!

Dong Yi and Xiaozhuang, police and killers.

The so-called killer is insoluble in the system destroyer!

And the police? The defender of the system.

The two are born with opposition, but they inadvertently feel a sense of mutual appreciation? But they have to fight each other for the belief in their hearts!

A killer with classical feelings? Loyalty to friends? Infatuated with lovers and adhere to principles.

A cynical and slutty policeman tastes fireworks in the secular world and enjoys his life with laughter!

The two of them were two unique swordsmen who met unexpectedly in the world of Hong Kong Island.

Each of them used their most deadly tricks to attack the other side!

Bang, sparks are everywhere!

The smoke of gunpowder was filled with smoke, and both sides avoided the bullets shot at them, and attacked the other party without mercy!

The fireworks in the gun chamber were drowsy and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke was floating.

The smell of blood, the frightened white doves flying around, and the feathers flying all over the sky, the church became ethereal in an instant!

??The two of them moved around in this area, and the candlelight, feathers, and the blood mist of white doves seemed to build a bloody romance of men, which made people fall into a confused state.

The two have a variety of shooting angles, which can be easily picked up and flow freely.

The gunshots echoed and turbulent, and the killing was difficult to distinguish for a moment!

The sound of gunfire and bullets shuttled through each other, the scene was chaotic but it also had a unique rhythm, making people frightened to watch!

It’s a pity that no matter how fierce the battle is, it will come to an end, with gunfire everywhere.

A figure fell silently among the feathers in the sky, accompanied by extreme tranquility, as if everything had been pressed to pause, and it came to an abrupt end, silently.

The blood-stained feathers were still everywhere, two people, one horizontally and one vertically.

At this moment, Dong Yi sighed and sighed as he looked at the man who was lying on the ground and was gone. He did not choose to shoot the headshot, but hit Xiaozhuang in the chest.

The bullet penetrated Xiaozhuang's body and tore open his heart. This famous killer in Hong Kong Island passed away and his story came to an end!

Dong Yi calmly stared at Xiaozhuang who was lying on the ground and lost his life. He bent down, picked up Xiaozhuang's arms, and dragged it to the church seat.

Looking at the broken sculptures hit by bullets, I felt lost.

Dong Yi, who was never interested in Catholicism, learned from the Western style and sat side by side by side of the dead Xiaozhuang, with crosses on his chest and folded his hands together, and began to pray for the man who died at his own hands!

"I never believe in any God, but this time I will pray for the lonely soul beside me, may you accept this lonely soul, who is the walker walking in this upside-down and chaotic world!

Be firm in his heart in confusion, and he is indeed covered in blood. I hope you wash away all the sins on him and give him peace and peace!

Amen!”

After saying that, Dong Yi looked at Xiaozhuang who was bloodless and silently, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

First, he touched Xiaozhuang's arms, took out a note book the size of a palm from his suit pocket, and looked it through.

After a moment, I found something was wrong. In addition to some people and things about Xiaozhuang, the key was the truth about something that Dong Yi had never thought of.

At this time, Dong Yi looked at the notepad and couldn't help but glared and murmured: "What's going on? I didn't understand the movie in my previous life...

This painter is not Li Wen?!!”

For a moment, he frowned and was surprised and suspicious!

Then he put the notes in his pocket with great thoughts, looked at the dead Xiaozhuang, shook his head and sighed: "Don't worry, I will help you complete the things you told me..."

After a while, Dong Yi carried a small freezer and left the church, and contacted the police station to send someone to see the scene.

But he was riding a motorcycle, not knowing where he was going...

The night was deep, and a middle-aged man was sitting alone on the sofa in the house, drinking and drinking.

Thumb...

The knock on the door sounded, and the man frowned and subconsciously looked at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Who would come to him now?

He came to the door and looked outside through the door mirror. He saw a man standing outside with a mask.

The middle-aged man asked: "What's the matter, who are you looking for?"

"Is it the fourth brother? It was Xiaozhuang who asked me to come and find you!"

The man was puzzled for a moment and finally opened the door, but when he opened it, there was no one outside the room.

Looking again, there was a small freezer and a handbag in front of the door.

There was a letter on the freezer. When the man who asked the fourth brother saw it, he opened the envelope and found that the words on the envelope were printed.

The above first explained the things in the freezer and how much money is in the tote bag...

Gradually, the man who called the fourth brother couldn't help but tremble. When he read the manuscript paper in his hand fell to the ground.

The man couldn't help but tremble, squatted down, picked up the freezer, and sighed helplessly: "Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang...you finally got to this point..."
Chapter completed!