Long Xiaoqi was furious, regardless of whether the injuries on his body were healed or not, he immediately put on his clothes and rushed out of the hotel, stopped a taxi to rush towards the Martyrs Cemetery.    ? Nothing bigger than this. He was held before he died.

There was a traffic jam all the way, and when Long Xiaoqi arrived at the Martyrs Cemetery, it was already 9:30.

"Hey, give me money, give me money!" Long Xiaoqi shouted as the driver rushed down.

"I'm all dead, how can I give you money?" Long Xiaoqi threw down a sentence and rushed towards the gate.

The usually deserted martyrs' cemetery is full of people, whether it is from the government, from various enterprises and institutions, from students and various groups. The scene is macro, with people everywhere, and everyone is wearing a small white flower on their chests.

This memorial service is strongly requested by this region. Their reason is very simple: the heroes are here, so we must hold the best memorial service for the hero and send the heroes away.

Zhao Ying allowed it, and even the body could not be found. If you want to hold a memorial service here, just hold it here.

"Give me one, let me one, let me go in!" Long Xiaoqi squeezed inside, breaking the silence of the mourning crowd.

"No noise!" The policeman in charge of the gate warned Long Xiaoqi: "This is the memorial service of the hero Comrade Long Xiaoqi. If you dare to be here..."

"I'm here to attend the memorial service of the hero Long Xiaoqi..." Long Xiaoqi was almost crying and said to the police: "Let me go in and let me see how my memorial service can be..."

Long Xiaoqi really wanted to curse himself. He was stopped at the door when he came to attend his memorial service. Is there any reason for this?

But there were too many people, and he squeezed it hard. Not to mention that the police were unhappy, his body was unhappy. It took him a hundred days to get hurt. It took him a long time to run out. It was already very good to be able to run out.

After doing nothing, Long Xiaoqi quit and found a secluded place to climb over the wall and climb into it.

The queue was very neat, with many wreaths and other things. He also specially built a spiritual platform for him, with a black curtain and a big white flower. A photo of him having just joined the army was placed in the center.

The photo is black and white, and the Long Xiaoqi smiles on it are so ruffian and brilliant.

Zhao Ying was wearing a black dress and her daughter was wearing a white mourning uniform. She was pulled by Zhao Ying, and she was crying sadly.

Long Xiaoqi almost knew the people in the front row: the commander of the Wolf Group, the instructor of the reconnaissance company, the battalion commander of the reconnaissance battalion, Shen Qiushi, Liao Shaoying, the door god, etc., all of them were his former comrades-in-arms.

"Comrade Long Xiaoqi's life is great and the glory of death. The bad news comes, the green mountains shed tears, the earth is filled with sorrow, the flowing water whine, and the relatives and friends are heartbroken, which shocks and is extremely sad. Comrade Long Xiaoqi is observing military discipline, is able to endure hardships, is willing to contribute, and devotes his young life to infinite service to the people..."

A long eulogy was read from the mouth of the military political commissar where he was staying, full of affection and sadness. Every word and every sentence affirmed everything Long Xiaoqi did, and it was so exciting that it was heard.

"Damn, so I'm so great? Why didn't I show up?" Long Xiaoqile couldn't stop talking and said proudly: "It turns out that I'm so outstanding in the minds of the leader, tsk tsk tsk..."

This is the first time Long Xiaoqi heard others say he is good, such as the green mountains shed tears, the earth is filled with sorrow, and there is still a strong and loyal heart to be loyal to the country... Oh, I'm doing so well? Hehehehe...

Long Xiaoqi didn't want to walk forward anymore, and these words made him feel comfortable!

"It's useless to just say it. Let me see if these guys are really sad because I'm dead. I'll consider how much I'm doing." Long Xiaoqi hid in the crowd and waited happily.

The long eulogy was finished, followed by a long salute, followed by a look at the hero's body, Long Xiaoqi's "body" was not at all, just a coffin covered with a five-star red flag.

Starting from the front, everyone walked around the coffin, their faces were full of sadness, and they felt so uncomfortable when they saw them.

"Mom, it seems that I'm doing really well and reliable!" Long Xiaoqi was satisfied.

"Dad...Dad...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Xiao Luoshui's voice was hoarse, and he was clamoring for his father. The crying almost broke Long Xiaoqi's heart. He could no longer stand in the crowd, and he had to go out.

"Daughter, dad is here, my biological daughter..." Long Xiaoqi's eyes turned red, and he felt distressed.

"What troubles? Don't you know that this is the memorial service of the hero Long Xiaoqi?"

"Turn him out of here, you don't respect the hero at all!"

"Go roll!"

“…”

The sudden scream immediately made the people around him feel disgusted. Some people were filled with righteous indignation and reached out to push Long Xiaoqi out. During the push, some people stretched their legs and tripped Long Xiaoqi over with indesperate hatred.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, who will provoke me... Mom, who will kick me with a sarcastic move?" Long Xiaoqi, who was lying on the ground, screamed.

If it were normal, he would have drew these bastards long ago. But the problem is that it is not normal now. These are fans who admire him! Yes, fans, yes, these are all fans of his. Why are you embarrassed to take action when you come to his memorial service?

The final result was that Long Xiaoqi was pushed and kicked out of the crowd, covered in footprints and a gray face.

"Mom, I heard my dad's voice!" Xiao Luoshui suddenly stopped crying and pointed to the coffin and said, "Dad is back from turning into a zombie! Mom, open the coffin quickly and stuff dad's mouth with the black donkey's hooves!"

The sound was very loud and it all reached Long Xiaoqi's ears. He was stunned: Mom, use the black donkey's hoof to stuff my mouth? Who tm showed my daughter the tomb robbers? Who?!

Long Xiaoqi was furious and rushed straight from the queue fiercely, then stood in front of Zhao Ying, who was in a state of dismay as if a magic weapon had arrived.

Everyone was stunned. Everyone who knew Long Xiaoqi opened their mouths wide. They couldn't believe why the dead people suddenly stood in front of them again?

"dad!!!"

Xiao Luoshui screamed happily, rushed towards Long Xiaoqi, and stretched out his small hands.

"Daughter... I miss my dad so much!" Long Xiaoqi held Xiao Luoshui in his arms and kissed the little guy's pink and tender face fiercely.

Zhao Ying stared at the living Long Xiaoqi blankly, and tears slowly flowed down. But she pretended to be very fast, and wiped off the tears in an instant, and burst out the previous smile again.

"Why are you not dead yet?" Su Xiaoqi, the battalion commander of the reconnaissance battalion, blurted out.

"Yes, why aren't you dead yet?" The instructor of the reconnaissance company glared at Long Xiaoqi.

"Will you still harm others if you die?" Liao Shaoying frowned.

“…”

In an instant, Long Xiaoqi felt like he was shattering and collapsed: Didn’t you all praise me just now? Why did it all change? What’s wrong with me? Everyone was looking forward to my death? Isn’t it too unauthentic?

I was angry, Long Xiaoqi was angry!

These guys are just one thing behind their backs, and they are faster than flirting with each other than flirting with books. They are really a group of bastards!

Too sad, too shameless!
Chapter completed!