This time it was a coincidence that everyone in the bathroom and others could hear the inner secrets of the gang.

Last time, it was by accident that Cheng Yuan was the first to know that Cheng Yuan was going to deal with the Ye Gang.

"Boss, you can all know this. It's too unlucky to be a gang, right?" Zhao Chongbin looked at Song Ye with a strange expression, knowing that the news of the heirs of the gang is now under martial law, and they have to be secretive when investigating things. The first day his eldest was discharged from the hospital brought explosive news.

Song Ye touched his slightly slender chin, and after thinking about it seriously, he came to a conclusion, "Maybe the night gang can overcome the gang."

Forehead……

Is their boss serious?

Several people looked at each other in dismay, and said that they couldn't react to the boss's sudden joke.

But the good news is known in advance, and it is necessary to make good use of it.

After being humiliated by Song Ye at the door of the hotel that day, Cheng Junfeng really went back to Yuantian and wanted him to stand up for him.

But now the Chenggang has been hit hard, and the heavy weapons incident is a case of stealing chickens without losing money. The police are watching Chenggang's actions throughout the whole process. Trouble with Song Ye.

After persuading good words to coax the person back, Yuan Tian ordered his subordinates to watch Cheng Junfeng firmly.

Neither Yuan Tian nor Song Ye paid any attention to this gang of princes who had been overthrown and lost their threatening power.

In the darkness, everyone is staring at the upcoming memorial service for Cheng Yuan, the leader of the gang.

And Song Ye also saw Cheng Yuan's name from Yaowangtang's VIP customers.

From Cheng Junfeng's conversation with Yuan Shu, Song Ye knew that Cheng Junfeng's approach to Hao Tian was largely because of Cheng Yuan's orders. Thinking of Cheng Yuan's intentions, and even wanting to take advantage of Lu Siyu's military-fire dealer route, Song Ye immediately guessed that the other party was doing this to infiltrate Shishi and take the opportunity to install forces to counterattack the Ye Gang.

Now that the person is dead, this almost VIP customer status has become a good excuse for Song Ye to sneak into the memorial service.

Three days later, the memorial service for Cheng Yuan, the leader of the Cheng Gang, was held at the high-end club in the city center. From early in the morning, black limousines and white wreaths have been sent to the lobby in an endless stream. The spacious hall on the first floor is lined up early in the morning. It was full of black suits and black dresses of the same color, and there were countless plainclothes policemen watching the situation in places that could not be seen outside. The scene was so lively that it was unprecedented.

In the hall, headed by the elders of the gang, surrounded by a group of people, the camps are clearly divided. Before the memorial service started, everyone was secretly observing the situation around them, for fear that there would be one more person from other camps. Like defeat.

At the beginning of the memorial service, when the elders started to give speeches on the stage, the expressions on everyone's face seemed to be sad, but there was a calculation in their eyes. Those who were truly saddened by Cheng Yuan's death, I am afraid that one hand would Can count.

After the mixed speeches, everyone lined up in a long queue and presented a white chrysanthemum to the deceased last time.

In the long queue, someone soon found a beautiful face.

The girl was wearing a black sailor suit, with a pleated skirt and small leather shoes with stockings on her lower body, showing her youth and immature age. On the top was a long, supple, waist-length hair, black and shiny, draped behind her head. The fair face was not covered with Fendai, with a hint of paleness, but it was shockingly beautiful.

It's so beautiful, and at this young age, she has a rare temperament, cold and elegant, like an orchid in an empty valley.

That's right, the person who came to present the flowers was Song Ye.

With all the attention, she walked to the front of the coffin calmly. There was only one set of clothes lying in the black coffin. The real corpse had already stink and rotted in the wind and sun for a month, and she was looking for it. He was cremated the next day, and no one at the scene wanted to admire his rotten appearance.

Song Ye calmly put down the flowers with everyone's actions, walked to the position of the Cheng family's relatives, bowed and said, "Silence."

Cheng Yuan's wife held a handkerchief and held a little girl in her hand, but she didn't even have a polite response, her eyes were busy flying towards Yuan Tian, ​​orphans and widowed mothers, and just after her husband died, she was anxious to find a backer. , if not worthy of pity.

"Hey, is that you?" When Song Ye walked to the rest area to get a drink, a familiar voice came from behind.

As soon as Song Ye turned his head, he saw Yuan Shu with a smiling face and strode towards her, "I thought I had read it wrong, why are you here?" He didn't know that the conversation outside the bathroom was overheard by Song Ye that day. , So at this time, he was still a well-dressed man and a dog.

"I'm part-time at Yaowangtang, and today I'm here to mourn on behalf of the company." Song Ye gave a reason in advance and put down the drink in his hand, "I've got my mind, so I'll go first."

With that, she turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute." Yuan Shu was so excited that he wanted to pull Song Ye's hand. After being avoided by the latter, he had an idea and accidentally knocked over the drink just now. It splashed onto Song Ye's skirt.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was not careful." Yuan Shu apologized while staring at Song Ye's face greedily, "If you come with me inside, I'll find a towel to wipe it for you, or you can find it. Changed clothes, I feel uneasy for you to go back like this."

In the end, Song Ye naturally agreed 'helplessly' and walked into the lounge with Yuan Shu.

Behind Yuan Shu, a group of playful children slammed, and secretly muttered that this girl is too deceitful, and it is not difficult at all.

Everyone who said the grapes were sour when they couldn't eat the grapes was invisible, and they also missed the brother who had just entered the lounge and was stunned in a second.

Song Ye calmly retracted his hand and knocked on the door twice. Then, the lounge door opened again, and Zhao Chongbin walked in, grinning white teeth and giving Song Ye a thumbs up.

The eldest's beauty plan is a hundred hits.

Song Ye raised his eyebrows, "Be nice."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission." Zhao Chongbin gave a military salute with a hippy smile, then dragged the Yuanshu on the ground, rudely dragged the person to the back door, packed it and sent it to the van.

Five minutes later, Yuantian, who was still greeting guests in the hall, received a text message.

'Your son is in our hands, if you want him to live, do as we say. ’

After reading the text message and scrolling down to see the photo, Yuan Tian's face turned black.

He chose to have an accident on such a day. He had long known that his son would not be a big deal, but the eldest son had already died, and he had to save the only seedling.

After the memorial service was over, Yuan Tian and the elders were seated on the dining table inside the clubhouse, but there was still an empty seat.

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