The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1057 Don't Cry For Him
Reporter: "Huh? Can you tell us who it is?"

Zhao Rishang: "Outsider."

Reporter: "Is there anything you want to say to all of us?"

Zhao Rishang blew kisses to the audience in all directions: "Thank you for coming to see me off, I will die without regret, please remember me, Zhao Rishang!"

Hearing the ominous words, the reporter was about to say "you will live a long life" when he slowly closed his eyes and lowered his raised hand.

Just like that, he passed away suddenly.

Live a godly life, and die a godlike death.

Yan Zhixin stared blankly at his figure sitting there, and couldn't help but tears welled up in her eyes.

On the track, when he took the initiative to hit the silver racing car, she recognized his style.

The last time she went to the nursing home, he had only the last moment of his life left, and he was completely forbidden by the doctor to touch the car.

She thought he was showing up with another student of his.

Unexpectedly, he played in person.

At the end of his life, he did not stay in the nursing home, but remained in people's hearts forever in a strong gesture.

The audience, media reporters, racing drivers, staff...all stood up at the same time, paying attention to this racing legend with great respect.

There was a stretched smile on his face.

His home is on the field.

This is his long-cherished wish.

He did it.

He left with peace of mind.

Yan Zhixin felt that she should be happy for him, but she couldn't hold back her tears no matter what.

Suddenly a familiar breath broke into the tip of her nose, she turned her head, and her body fell into a warm and strong embrace.

Mo Junting's deep and magnetic voice fell next to her ears: "This was his only wish during his lifetime, and he fulfilled it. Today is the happiest day in his past 20 years. Don't cry for him."

On the podium, Mu Hanxiao's sharp eyes fell on Yan Zhixin.

Just now, when Yan Zhixin ran down, he didn't stop her.

Now, she and Mo Junting were standing together, it was impossible to stop her.

Of course, it's pointless to stop
Originally, he wanted to use Yan Zhixin to disturb Mo Junting's heart, but he didn't expect that Mo Junting would keep his hand and let Zhao Rishang appear on the stage, becoming the biggest ruler of the underworld in Southern Capital.

As for him and Yan Zhixin...

The next time we meet, we will probably be enemies.

Mu Hanxiao took a deep look at Yan Zhixin's back, then turned and left with his people.

……

Zhao Rishang has no descendants.

His funeral can only be left to Yan Zhixin and Mo Junting.

Mo Junting watched her rushing in and out, and said, "Yanzhi, accompany me to Nandu, okay?"

The former underworld ruler of Nandu had passed away, and Li Shinuo got a foot in it, but this time the silver racing car representing him was knocked out by Zhao Rishang, and he got nothing.

Mo Junting's trip to Nandu will definitely not be easy.

Yan Zhixin shook her head and refused: "I will only hold you back if I go, I'd better stay and deal with the teacher's funeral, he only has us two students, we can't both run away, right?"

Mo Junting was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I'm sorry."

Yan Zhixin didn't answer his words, looked at the row upon row of buildings outside the window, and said, "Northern is the teacher's hometown and the place where he became famous. I want to build a memorial hall for him here."

Mo Junting said, "Okay."

For some reason, Yan Zhixin felt a little lost when she heard his voice. She lowered her head, hid her loss in the shadows, and continued: "I'll go back to China directly after I'm done."

(End of this chapter)