第七百二十八章到底是谁干的？(4/8)

“席少爷，有什么话，你该问的就问，该说的就说吧。恐怕是……唉，刀口太深了，我也是无能为力了。”
                                                                                                                                                                席阳差点儿一个跟头栽倒在地上，他终于是明白，为什么席阳能够苏醒过来了，这是贾思邈用了手段，让他回光返照了呀？他的心一痛，眼泪差点儿流下来。怎么搞成这样了？他紧紧地攥着席风的手，问道：“小风，是谁伤的你？”
                                                                                                                                                                “青帮……咳咳，是青帮的铁战和邓涵玉带头，来偷袭我们。”
                                                                                                                                                                席风挣扎着要坐起来，可浑身的力气仿佛是都被抽空了，呻吟着道：“大哥，我……我不想死啊，呜呜，我还没有活够……”
                                                                                                                                                                “没事，没事的。”
                                                                                                                                                                “你跟我……跟我爹说一声，我不能再给他老人家尽孝了，我……帮我报仇啊。”
                                                                                                                                                                席风的手突然捶了下来。
                                                                                                                                                                现场特别静，静得有些可怕，只有瑟瑟的风声吹过。狂人、李二狗子，吴阿蒙等人，全都垂手而立，默默地望着席阳和席风。这一幕，看着真是让人悲痛啊！席阳就这样呆呆地望着席风，谁也不知道他的心中想着的是什么，脸上也没有任何的表情。
                                                                                                                                                                好一会儿，贾思邈拍了拍他的肩膀，叹声道：“席少爷，请节哀顺变吧。席风已经……已经走了，咱们还是想想办法，是将他给送回去，还是送到殡仪馆去？”
                                                                                                                                                                席阳霍下站了起来，大声道：“走，回夜来香夜总会。”
                  

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