Looking at the more than 20 yuan of big money in Du Feng's hand, Yang Junhao was in a hurry. He had proposed to find entertainment that he would not spend money. He did not expect that the previous thing would happen, and he would never dare to answer casually again.

"What? I haven't decided where to go?" Du Feng laughed.

"Uncle Feng, there's only a little left. I think we don't want to go anywhere. It's better to go back to the company directly!" Yang Junhao seemed to have no more than that. With such a little money, he couldn't do anything.

Du Feng put away the money and said, "You think it's very small when it's 100 yuan, and it seems even smaller when it's 20 yuan, but you don't know that the money is of great use."

"What's the use?" Yang Junhao was really defeated by him.

"If I throw it on the ground, do you think someone will pick it up?" Du Feng said with a smile.

"Of course there will be someone to pick it up!" Yang Junhao replied without hesitation.

"Then don't think it's very small. Even if it's a piece, someone will pick it up. The dozens of flowers were boring before. Now I want to let you see what the twenty dollars can do." Du Feng greeted: "Let's go! I heard that there is a good mountain nearby, and there are more than two hours left. We might as well go climbing the mountain."

"Climbing the mountain?" Yang Junhao couldn't laugh and cry: "Uncle Feng, now there is at least fifty tickets for a hill, and this little money is not even enough."

"I'm whining, are you going or not?" Du Feng seemed very dissatisfied with his attitude.

Yang Junhao had no choice but to nod, "Then go!" He followed Du Feng and muttered: "It would be strange if someone could let you in!"

Yang Junhao hated this crowded means of transportation.

Fortunately, the car is not crowded, and it is not yet rush hour, so there are not so many people, and there are even two side-by-side seats.

"Uncle Feng, what happened in the R-book? You went there not just to help your friends, right? I thought it was Jinshe Sister who said you would be in danger, and when I was in the R-book, I also saw that Sato Tajiu and Zi Scorpion attacked Master Huang with their own eyes." Yang Junhao was rushed back from the R-book by Du Feng, and he didn't understand many things.

"No matter what happened before, the world is now peaceful. Fortunately, no one left his life there, which was a great victory." Du Feng sighed deeply. It has become a thing of the past and there is no need to mention it again.

"You really decided to stay here for a long time, have you?" Yang Junhao was afraid that he would suddenly change, Du Feng's whereabouts were uncertain, and even disappeared without a trace.

"I said, let's talk about it after the Golden Snake's injury is healed. I will not leave until then, unless you drive me away." Du Feng smiled.

"Then I'll be relieved!" Yang Junhao took a deep breath and whispered: "You are here to help me now. If my sister-in-law calls you to help, you must not go!"

"I seem to have become a hot commodity, but I really know nothing about business. Who made me mock me or what?" Du Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

"I mean, my sister-in-law is close to thirty years old and doesn't even have a man. Sometimes she has a bad temper. You can't provoke her!" Yang Junhao explained mysteriously.

Du Feng laughed loudly and nodded immediately.

The bus drove five stops and got off at the stop sign. This is a relatively deserted location in S City.

"You're not talking about climbing that mountain? That little broken mountain?" Yang Junhao couldn't help laughing at the low mountain in the distance.

"Let's go!" Du Feng moved his pace, there was no need to explain too much.

With twenty minutes of foot strength, it seems that Yang Junhao has had too many experiences today and no longer feels out of reach.

Such a remote hill, unexpectedly, there are quite a few tourists.

The tickets are 7.5 yuan per person, and the two of them are exactly 15 yuan.

Du Feng paid the money and Yang Junhao followed everyone into the gate.

"Junhao, this is the place where many martyrs are buried. These people came so far just to commemorate them." Du Feng explained the reason why there are so many people.

At this time, Yang Junhao discovered that many people were holding bouquets of flowers, and the storefront for selling flowers was next to the ticket office of the gate.

"Martyrs' Cemetery?" Yang Junhao nodded repeatedly.

"Yes! Without them, I'm afraid there wouldn't be peace in the world now. If you have the will, you must present a bouquet of flowers when you come here in the future." Du Feng sighed, as if he was worried.

"Uncle Feng, you don't seem very happy!" Yang Junhao could observe his words and expressions. When he entered the mountain gate, Du Feng no longer seemed to have much smile.

"In the past, there was a team called Lion Dance Special Forces, a team of more than a dozen people, and the leader was Huang Shang!" Du Feng said as he walked.

Yang Junhao was naturally familiar with this name, and even had contact with this person. He immediately said horrifiedly: "Are you talking about Master Huang?"

"Yes! You should have heard people say that in the r book, you should also know how hated Huang Shang is. It is natural that Huang Shang is called the r book underworld killer," Du Feng talked happily.

Yang Junhao became more and more confused. He couldn't understand what Du Feng was trying to express.

"Master Huang is already?" Yang Junhao asked softly, but immediately expressed his confusion. Du Feng said just now that no one had left his life in the book.

"It's not him! It's some of his former comrades in Lion Dance. At that time, there was a big sect named Baishou. The underworld has a long history and a pure underworld organization. They can't do business and only charge fees for people. The nature is similar to that of mercenaries. That year, many business tycoons in the R-born came together, including the leaders of the Baishou organization. Their focus was nothing more than entering the mainland, forcing the government to hand over some of the land, or even forcibly buy out. Merchants would pour in. If that were the case, the mainland merchants would suffer great losses and could not even resist the destruction of the entire army. We Chinese have been admiring foreign countries for hundreds of years. By then, no one would buy domestic things. The Japanese intend to make money from us, so they spent a huge price and even bribed many officials. Of course, all this was done secretly, except that

Almost no one knows the city leaders they like, and these puppets have been bribed, so it is impossible to leak the news. At that time, the enemy was secretly secretly, and somehow he was informed by an official's secretary. It was because of this that he reported it in time that the evil forces did not succeed. It was a pity that the person who reported the news was brutally killed the next day, and it was said that he was beaten and killed by the officials. The leaders above attached great importance to it and made arrangements secretly, including asking for help from the troops and the Lion Dance Special Forces Team to take the order to fight. It was very chaotic at the time. Perhaps the leader did not consider it rigorously, or he didn't know that someone under his command had close contact with the puppet official and then sent the news to the officials. So both sides kept the secret and deployed secretly." Du Feng exhaled. The slope of the small hill was very large, and he had to breathe a few breaths after walking a while.

"Is the people from the Lion Dance Special Forces serious casualties in that battle, right?" Yang Junhao asked urgently.

"Yes! Most of the White Tribes are ninjas, and their methods are extremely unsuitable. For example, if the people climbing the mountain now are mixed in, you can't tell who is who! The local government assisted, and he came at the agreed time. The White Tribes dispatched all the teams, and the battle was indeed heavy casualties. Local government officials suppressed the troops coming to support, so that only the Lion Dance Special Forces were fighting. But they stubbornly retreated. When the reinforcements finally arrived, there were only one fifteen people left in the Lion Dance Special Forces, which was Huang Shang. All the brothers were all

He died in battle, as the captain, the blow he suffered was huge. Since then, he chose to remain silent and even failed to recover. He became a breeding soldier in the army. Even though the leader repeatedly talked to him and encouraged him, he did not come out of the shadow in the end. When he returned home to visit his relatives, his girlfriend left him again for many years, with a double blow, and eventually he chose to retire. Maybe you will think that this man is too cowardly, but you will never feel that kind of pain, and you will not appreciate the cruelty of reality at that time." Du Feng sighed deeply, Huang Shang's story is nothing more than this.

"What about the white-handed? Does it still exist now?" Yang Junhao was shocked.

"In that battle, including the leaders of the White Party, the entire army was wiped out, and there were as many as thousands of them." Du Feng seemed a little proud. Fifteen people fought against thousands of people, but the Lion Dance Special Forces that ended up laughing was the Lion Dance Special Forces.

"I can't imagine how they did it!" Yang Junhao sighed.

"The battle site was in S City at that time. Currently, the fourteen souls of the Lion Dance Special Forces were buried on this mountain." Du Feng expressed the meaning of his arrival this time. Huang Shangwuyan faced these brothers, and Du Feng came to pay tribute on his behalf.

After getting off the plane, Du Feng wanted to keep Huang Shang. The two of them had a good understanding. Although they didn't say it clearly, both of them understood. Huang Shang was unwilling to stay, and in the code, he told Du Feng to come and take a look for him.

"Does these people mainly come to pay tribute to the fourteen of them?" Yang Junhao suddenly felt that these people were much more pleasing to the eyes.

"The Martyrs Cemetery, of course, there were martyrs from decades ago buried here. No one would record the names of any martyrs. As time goes by, people are dead, which means they are dead forever and respected, but only in the few days of death." Du Feng saw through life and death, and that was nothing more than that.

"Uncle Feng, how much money do we have?" Yang Junhao seemed to have no intention.

"After the meal, there are twenty-five yuan left. Just now, one person takes the bus and two yuan, plus the ticket is fifteen yuan, the remaining one is only six yuan." Du Feng took out a few pieces of money and said with a wry smile.

"It seems that it is not enough to buy a bouquet of flowers." Yang Junhao touched his forehead and said ashamed.

"If you have the will, you will be able to do it again. If you have time, it's nothing! As long as you no longer feel that you can't do anything for a few dozen dollars!" Du Feng led him to continue climbing upwards.

A row of tombstones is not eye-catching among the tombstones.

Du Feng did not recognize any of these people. When he entered the special forces team, they were no longer alive.
Chapter completed!