Chapter 233

Seeing this scene in front of him, not only old Du, but also the other 24 surviving Songyang demon hunters could not help but red their eyes.

Over the years, they have always been full of guilt and remorse.

These people don't want to come back, mainly because they can't bear the pressure from all parties, afraid of seeing the tears and despair of those teammates and relatives.

However, when this scene really appeared in front of them, these people suddenly had the courage to face everything again.

Yes, some died and others were saved.

What needs to be discussed at this time is not whether life is more important or less, but... Whether what I thought was right, my belief and persistence were a joke.

Old Du turned to look at Lu Yao.

The child is the son of his former subordinate Yang Xiaoman.

After hearing that someone survived the Songyang campaign and his mother was not among them, Lu Yao was disappointed, depressed, and occasionally lost his mind. He seemed to be thinking about something.

But his attitude was always very gentle, and he didn't say a word of censure from beginning to end.

It can even be said that the child has a very respectful attitude towards himself and is treated as his own elders.

This not only let Du Lao breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt more guilty.

He couldn't help but put his hand in his pocket and felt for a small notebook in his pocket.

This is the list of the sacrificial team members he personally recorded when he first arrived in Mellon city and took advantage of his fresh memory.

Now that I have returned to China, I should visit these people's families one by one for the rest of my life.

If you live well, sneak away and don't disturb them;

If you don't live well, help as much as possible.

Although my ability is limited, I still have to find something to do, otherwise my conscience will be hard to rest.

……

Outside the platform, Lu Yao saw many people holding signs in their hands, as if they were coming to meet their relatives.

He couldn't help looking around to see if anyone came to pick him up.

Wen Shaoyu saw Lu Yao's looking around and showed an sorry smile. He whispered, "sorry, the people who came to pick you up are not here. They are all waiting at the North Square. I'll drive you later."

"In order to organize this welcome ceremony, I arranged people to limit their travel outside. Only those who attended the ceremony and the families of Songyang people were allowed to come."

"Originally, your situation was special. I told your father to let him come too. But Mr. Lu Heng said he was not in a hurry. At this moment, and there was a reporter next to him, he didn't want to be in the mirror..."

Lu Yao was embarrassed when he saw that Wen Shaoyu had wasted so many words to explain. He hurriedly said, "it's okay. My father is right. It's really not urgent. At this moment, I'll go out with you later."

"Lao Wen!"

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a low, hoarse call coming from a distance.

When Wen Shaoyu turned his head and looked, he saw a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh and a tall fool waving his hand at him and walking quickly towards them.

Lu Yao looked with his eyes and saw that the visitor was about 40 years old, more than 1.9 meters tall, with a sparse, burnt yellow self curl. His eyes were slightly convex. When he walked, his appearance was serious, and his neck was still looking forward. His appearance and temperament were terrible.

I don't know why, although Lu Yao doesn't know this man, he always feels that he looks familiar and seems to have seen him somewhere.

Wen Shaoyu saw the man coming, smiled, waved to him and shouted, "so fast? I thought you couldn't catch up today."

The tall man glanced and said, "my old lady gave a dead order that I must arrive. How dare I not come."

With that, he turned his head and looked at Lu Yao on one side. He raised his eyebrows and said, "this is the one..."

"Yes," Wen Shaoyu nodded and smiled, "the child I picked up from Mellon city."

Then he turned to look at Lu Yao, stretched out his hand, pointed to the tall man and said, "ah Yao, let me introduce you. This is Du Xuechang of your imperial demon hunting college."

"The two of us were old rivals who 'made enemies' since the uh period. Ha ha."

Hearing this, the ugly Mr. Du smiled. He didn't mean to "get revenge", but seemed to be a joke between old friends.

But then again

Lu Yao looked at Du Xuechang and glanced at Wen Shaoyu with Yu Guang.

These two... Have been 'enmity' since the uh period?

That should be the same age. There are two or three sessions at most.

However, why does Wen Shaoyu have thick black hair, and the hairline of Du Xuechang is retreating to the back of his head?

Hiss... Why is the gap between people so bloody

Before Lu Yao could speak, Du Xuechang smiled and stretched out his hand to him and said, "Hello, Lu Yao, right? I'm Du Zhengrong."

"Recently, I've always heard someone mention you, saying that you are very good at shooting. You're the first one in the active demon hunter. Maybe we'll have a chance to cooperate soon."

Lu Yao thought: This is really a false praise.

I haven't got my demon hunting license yet. I can't be called an active demon hunting master

He smiled awkwardly, held the other party's hand, and just wanted to say hello to Du Xuechang. Suddenly, he felt something wrong.

He just said, what's his name?

Du Zhengrong

Why does the name sound familiar?

"Ah, that!"

The next second, Lu Yao suddenly felt the brain nerve "suddenly", like an electric shock, and said in surprise: "director Du!"

what the fuck!

Du Zhengrong!

Director of the southwest region demon hunting security department!

Every day I see a picture of this man hanging on the wall of the school martial arts hall. Now he stands in front of himself and doesn't recognize it!

It's all his fault that the picture is too cruel!

It's so special... I can't even recognize my mother as the same person!

Seeing Lu Yao's reaction, Du Zhengrong smiled awkwardly and said, "ah, ha ha ha, the school hung my photo in the martial arts hall, right? Ah, I told them not to hang it on the wall..."

"Boss!" after a while, several middle-aged people of the same age as Du Zhengrong crowded through the crowd and said, "they don't allow parking here. I put my car across the road. The old lady is waiting in the car, and Dr. Liu is with me. Look..."

As they spoke, they saw Wen Shaoyu on one side, saluted respectfully and said, "Director Wen!"

Wen Shaoyu smiled and nodded with several people.

Du Zhengrong turned to look out and said, "which side is it parked? Do you need to cross the overpass? The old man has bad legs and feet. Don't let him go too far..."

He was talking when suddenly, an old figure came slowly towards him and shouted hoarsely, "Rongrong? Is it Rongrong?"

Du Zhengrong: "

Hearing this call, he only felt the tiger shake.

Nima

My men and best friends are pestling here!!

On one side, Wen Shaoyu strained his face and tried not to make himself laugh.