Zhui Feng managed to stand up, but suddenly fell to the ground again, in great pain, with tears of blood, "I can't control it anymore... I will kill those... those... those I cherish the most... It’s from a friend!”

"You..." Mo Xiaofei also got up from the ground. Looking at the miserable little boy, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness, "But if you are like this, aren't you afraid that the friends you cherish will be sad?"

Zhui Feng fell to the ground, his eyes gradually wandering, "No... they will hate me and wish I was dead... they won't be sad... that's enough... they won't be sad... They will go back in the future...back to their normal days...start a new life...and will not mention me again...no more...so no one will know...even more...even less It's painful... That's enough... Leave the rest... to me, sadness and all... pain and all... just give it to me... because... because... I am... …I am their…their leader.”

Yes, I am the leader.

Ha...goodbye...my Chasing the Wind...youth group.

He finally stopped moving.

I closed my eyes and finally stopped moving.

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"I can't save him...I can't save him!"

Mo Xiaofei knelt on the ground in confusion and said in pain: "I can't save him... I can't save him..."

He lowered his head deeply... Under the gas mask, tears of remorse flowed out, crying for a life that he could not save.

"Chasing the wind!!! Don't die!!!"

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Chapter completed!