This funeral procession of hundreds of people moved very fast.
Even if someone in front of the team is carrying two coffins, the speed of marching is no different from that of a rapid march.
And this procession was wearing the same tactical leather boots, and when walking fast on the concrete floor, they made uniform footsteps, resounding throughout the valley.
In the procession, there is an old man who is walking fast at this time, but already exhausted and panting.
The young people around him didn’t give him a chance to stop and take a breath. Instead, they kept urging him to continue walking fast. Some people even pushed him when he was about to fall behind, or roughly pulled the hemp rope on his filial piety clothes to force him to go forward.
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