Nighthawk sat down a little heavy, and the Domineering Sword was placed at his hand! The abnormal atmosphere made no one around come up to say something to him! Everyone knows that if Nighthawk shows this, it means that he is really sad!

The ghost hand stood by his side silently and patted his shoulder gently: "Forget it, kill it and kill it! Since he joined the Cobra, he had long thought of such a day! Just as Shariya said, the things he guarded and the love he should have returned have been paid off, and there is no more thing he has left in this world!"

"No! He hasn't paid it back yet!" Muller stood up from the corner fiercely, with crystal tears flowing on his almost crazy face! But no one was shocked by the sudden shouting of this man in tattered clothes. He may be the most miserable man in this room!

"I'm not a good person, I'm the one who should be killed the most in the world!" Muller roared wildly, like a hysterical beast: "But he shouldn't have killed my family. What did I get for the cobra? Everything I want to protect has turned into ruins. What did my family do wrong? Is it because of the existence of me, a bastard?"

With a thud, Muller fell to the wall. He shed tears in despair, as if he had once again seen the home in the ashes. The bodies of his children, wife, parents and all his relatives were swaying in the wind, and the strong smell of unsolved blood was still irritating his sour nose!

"And that person, the one who killed my whole family!" Muller raised his head suddenly, and a hot light flashed in his eyes: "Just die like that! And it's not dead in my hands. I dream of killing that bastard every day! That damn bastard!"

The house was filled with Muller's crazy screams, heart-wrenching. Everyone could feel the same way. Everyone seemed to have returned to the African grassland! In the quiet valley wrapped in jungle, cattle and sheep were dead everywhere, and houses were burning in the ruins. The souls that had not yet walked away were calling Muller's name to the fullest, and every sound was so souvenir!

"Stand up!" Nighthawk had already walked to Muller silently and helped Muller up with both hands! His strong and powerful arms made Muller feel a hint of incomparable power from Nighthawk's heart!

Nighthawk's face was full of strength: "Stand up and stand up well! You said that Sharizhu is dead, you are Muller now! For your family, live like a man! In memory, are you still a man? We have all had tragic experiences, and we have lost brothers like our family! But we are still standing here! Because we all know that there are people in this world that are worthy of our protection!"

Muller was crying, and his beastly eyes slowly faded away. The one in front of everyone was a wounded man! He started crying with a whimper, Muller covered his face and started crying in pain!

Nighthawk sighed slightly. He understood that no matter what words he said, he could not win back his injured heart in a short time! When Mueller came to him, he had already had an empty corpse! He existed only for revenge, and had not even thought about his future!

Let him cry, only those who can cry will have feelings! Nighthawk thought silently that he will never forget the past. Perhaps Mueller, who is struggling in pain, will eventually understand that burying those painful memories in his heart is the greatest comfort for his deceased relatives!

Everyone looked at Muller with pity. They used to be enemies, but they became their closest comrades! They once fought hard, but now they fight side by side! The complex relationship makes it impossible for everyone to speak!

"Captain, where is that Shariya going to take the killer's body? Old Zhou just called us and said that the police station wanted the killer's body. It was announced nationwide, so as to shock the emperor's arrogant arrogance!" Landmine came over from the side. In order to be afraid of arousing Mueller's excitement, he just said in a low voice!

Nighthawk turned his head and looked out the window! An hour ago, Shaliya came to him alone. She told a story about Fisher! After the story was finished, Nighthawk handed over the body of the killer that he also admired to Shaliya without hesitation! He once firmly believed that not everyone was so bad, until Shaliya said everything, he finally believed it!

He no longer hated Fisher so much! The dead life will eventually rest in peace, and he can no longer care about a dead person! Looking at the afterglow of the sunset in the sky, the Nighthawk chuckled gently!

"They go back to a place where they should go and stay there calmly forever!" Nighthawk turned his head, breathed a sigh of relief, hummed a little song, and walked into the room silently! Only a room of people were left, looking at his back for no reason!

On the seaside far away from D-Beijing, next to a rock swaying, Shaliya hugged Fisher, who had died peacefully! Fisher's mouth still had a smile before his death, and his slightly raised eyebrows told him that he was so ready to die!

Shaliya sighed softly, and the white towel gently wiped Fisher's slightly pale face, and the blood was wiped clean. Under the bright red light, his face turned lifelike!

"Are you sure you want to go out to sea?" The man who had been standing behind Shaliya silently finally spoke, like the most unruly prodigal son, letting his dissipated hair fly in the wind, only his eyes under his sword eyebrows were bright!

"Confirm! I promised him that if I die one day in the future, no matter where I am, I will reduce his hair and then bury his sinful body into the sea! Only the magnanimity of the sea can tolerate him, the sinful person, is his last wish!" Shariya continued to prepare for Fisher before leaving. Even if she went to the sea, Shariya would make Fisher a dignified person!

"I hate cobra people very much, you should know this!" The man's words began to become a little cold, and his eyes looked at the boundless sea, as if he was pondering, as if he was recalling!

"I know, too, did I, don't you hate me?" Shaliya turned her head and looked at the man with a gentle look! But the man standing in the wind did not look at it, which may be the most beautiful look back in the world!

"I don't hate you. You and that poor Deeka should be the ones I should be grateful to the most! Without you, I would have died long ago! If I really said it, I should like you very much!" The man said silently, as if what he said had nothing to do with him!

Shaliya suddenly smiled. Even for the most important Deka in her life, she never smiled like this! She once regretted countless nights, why not leave her brightest smile to Deka! In the cold hell, does Deka still remember her smiling look?

So she doesn't want to leave indifference to people who still care about it in her limited life! A man exists in her world like a big brother, making her both awe and touched! If he weren't there, what would she be like now!

Sighing, Shaliya lowered her head and said silently: "He is actually a good person, a good person like you! But he also has family and the woman he loves his life! If it weren't for them, maybe he would still enjoy the warm sunshine in a corner of the world! This is our life, the life that was cursed!"

"Yes, we are all cursed people! There is no question of love and hate, there are only things that should be done and things that should not be done! Let's go, it's going to be dark! The tide is ten, and the sea is the most dangerous!"

The man looked at the sea in awe. I am afraid that no one who has seen him will believe that a man with magical power will also be afraid of the sea! But only when he understands in his heart that those who have experienced death will have deep awe!

A motorboat slowly sailed towards the sea with a small boat, and Fisher was placed securely in the small boat. Shaliya, who had always been indifferent, also caringly decorated the boat into a world of flowers!

Various flowers were holding Fisher with one hand on his chest, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be telling his happy mood at this moment!

The motorboat slowly increased its speed, and its golden hair was flying in the wind, and Shaliya drove towards the depths of the sea without any expression! The mainland was slowly away from their sight, and the man standing high in the motorboat looked at the horizon with only a faint light coming out! He stood steadily and did not shake because of the bumpy motorboat! He felt like he was in his hometown, and he always felt that the boundless sea was as magical and beautiful as his hometown!

The motorboat finally stopped slowly. After the last trace of fireworks disappeared in the sun, Shaliya stood up silently! She held a wooden box in her palm, which contained a strand of Fisher's hair, and a letter that Fisher had given to her a long time ago! These were all things that were to be handed over to a girl from afar!

Tears flowed silently from Shaliya's eyes. This was the third time she cried in her life! Once when her parents were killed and fled from her hometown! And another time when Deka used her body to block the pursuers for her!

"I will never want to cry again. This feeling is so uncomfortable!" Shaliya wiped away her tears, her breath kept twitching, and her eyes were red like a ripe peach!

"Then laugh! Smile for this guy to finally get rid of his worries! We must continue to live in this damn world, and laugh so well for him to escape from this place!" The man said expressionlessly, as if he had touched something sad, and turned his head sadly!

"Yes, I want to laugh! I won't cry anymore!" Shaliya smiled stubbornly, and she burst into laughter at Fisher who was smiling in the boat!

The sky has completely darkened, and the moon that has just climbed up is not enough to replace the glory of the day immediately! The night slowly swallowed the entire sea little by little!

A raging fire burned on the boat, and Shaliya untied the rope connecting to the boat! Fisher smiled in the fire and went away little by little!
Chapter completed!