Of course, not only the Song family, but also the major families in the capital, have more or less similar scenes.

However, all this has nothing to do with Lan Feng, who caused this storm.

Now he just wants to drive a car, get to that place quickly, and drink and eat meat.

He galloped all the way, and the speed was extremely fast. The surrounding scenery changed constantly. I don’t know how long it took to drive, but finally drove into a barren mountain and stopped at the foot of the mountain.

“Up to the mountain.”

Lan Feng waved his hand and took Sun Jie up the mountain directly.

With the speed of Lan Feng and Sun Jie, they appeared on the top of the mountain in less than half an hour.

At this time, it was setting sun, and a red cloud in the sky could be seen from afar.

On the top of the mountain, there are all kinds of dust-covered wine bottles or wine jars, densely packed and hard to count, just like someone has drunk wine countless times here.

Even from a distance, you can smell the fragrance of wine in the air.

On the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, a young man wearing a dark green military uniform was sitting there, looking up at the distant sky, and cooperating with the afterglow of the sunset, he set off his endless lonely back, loneliness reveals desolation and sadness reveals.

Looking at the back from a distance, Lan Feng's body trembled slightly, then he walked forward and sat beside him.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two backs, one left and one right, were exactly the same at this time.

Lonely and desolate, sad and sad.

Looking at the two figures blankly and feeling their temperament, Sun Jie couldn't help but take back the steps he had taken and then sat quietly aside.

This is the reunion of the only two remaining dragon-thorn warriors.

...

"team leader."

Looking at Lan Feng sitting beside him and looking at his face that had experienced the fire of war, the young man clenched his fists and took a deep breath. A faint voice came from his mouth.

"Wolf King."

Lan Feng stretched out his palm and patted the young man on the shoulder, his face full of smiles, then took out two cigarettes, handed them to the young man, and held the other in his mouth.

The young man smiled slightly, took out an extremely mottled old lighter, and gently lit two cigarettes.

This young man is Qin Yang, the wolf king who once was the Dragon Thorn Special Forces.

At the foot of Qiyun Mountain, when no one noticed it, Lan Feng and Qin Yang staged a big drama of brothers killing each other.

Of course, it does not mean that the two started acting from the beginning, and their true feelings were indeed revealed at that time.

However, when Lan Feng said the words: "Take out your weapon. In my eyes, the Wolf King is not a coward and will never escape any battle", it represents his affirmation and forgiveness to Qin Yang.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, Lan Feng's words did not have any loopholes, but as a member of the Dragon Thorn Team, Qin Yang, who has an extremely tacit understanding with Lan Feng, deeply understands the meaning of the sentence.

Perhaps, in the past five years, Lan Feng did blame him for not contacting him or explaining to him. However, when Lan Feng saw Qin Yang, when Qin Yang struggled to suppress his true feelings, Lan Feng understood everything.

Qin Yang was his soldier and his brother. He could feel the unchanged friendship and the pain and determination in both sides' hearts, so Lan Feng said that.

Day after day, year after year.

“Drink bar.”

Lan Feng was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Drink their portion together."

After the words came, Lan Feng picked up the white wine beside him and poured it into big mouthfuls.

"drink!"

The wolf king Qin Yang let out an roar, and he also picked up the white wine and poured it into big mouthfuls.

"Gulugulu..."

In less than a minute, the bottle of white wine in their hands was drunk and their cheeks turned red at this moment.

"drink!"

The two of them stopped at all, and continued to drink with wine at the sunset, one bottle after another, one bottle after another, no end, allowing the spicy taste of white wine to pass through the intestines.

Sun Jie in the distance quietly looked at the two people who were constantly drinking big gulps, his heart full of deep sadness and complexity.

Who would have thought that these two most outstanding young people in China would have such a sad and lonely side?

One is the first young man in China, the strongest soldier, Dragon Thorn, and the four emperors who were famous in the dark world of the West.

One is the most outstanding young man in China today and the youngest brigade general Wolf King, who also entered the famous figure of Sijun, the capital of the three military heroes.

No matter where they go, they are the most eye-catching existences, the focus in the eyes of others and the existences that countless people look up to, but now their behavior has nothing to do with their reputation.

Others will never see the efforts behind their glamor and the indescribable sadness in their hearts.

Because at this moment he is not a dragon thorn, and he is not a wolf king.

They are just a group of lonely and painful men who have lost their brothers and comrades.

If someone sees this scene at this moment, it will definitely cause an unprecedented sensation and cause countless public opinion.

Because they are the most popular and famous people today.

"Captain, can you tell me about the past?"

Qin Yang was surrounded by wine bottles, and he didn't know how much wine he drank. His face was flushed and he looked a little drunk, but his mind was always sober.

Lan Feng nodded, took a sip of wine with a strong sip of pain and reminiscence on his face, and slowly said: "After you were transferred away by a special mission..."

Lan Feng's words were very calm, but Qin Yang could feel the anger and pain contained in his calm words. Word by word, it was like a knife stabbed into Qin Yang's heart and also stabbed in his own heart.

When Lan Feng talked about Gangzi's death, Qin Yang could no longer hold it back. Two lines of hot tears flowed out, and his fists clattered at this moment.

When Lan Feng finished speaking, Qin Yang's clenched fist dripped again, and the wound he was stabbed by Lan Feng's army was also broken open because of too much force. A sound full of murderous intent came from his mouth: "No matter who it is, the blood debt must be paid for blood."

"That's right."

Lan Feng took a deep breath and said without any doubt.

The wind is filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The blood boils and burns in the center of their hearts.

No matter what difficulties arise ahead, they will move forward bravely.

Because - they are dragon thorns.
Chapter completed!