Wind Rises in Dragon City

Remember【】for a second!

The next day, around ten o'clock in the morning.

Gui Mengjun's "funeral" ended hastily. Because he died unexpectedly, and the coast guard patrol did not find his body, and because there were many incidents involved in the yacht attack on the surface of the sea, the Gui family chose to handle the funeral in a low-key manner. Some of his clothes were collected, put in a small coffin, and buried at 7 o'clock in the morning.

In the eyes of outsiders, Gui Mengjun just disappeared, and the future direction of the Gui family has become confusing.

At noon, in the Gui family's ancestral home on the outskirts of Hanoi, more than 20 chefs were preparing the dinner for the evening.

After the funeral is over, Gui Mengjun's father is going to invite the offspring of the family, relatives, to have dinner together tonight, and hold an internal family meeting by the way.

In Gui's Bieyuan, Gui Mengxiong walked to a car in the backyard with a cigarette in his mouth, and said to a young man in the car, "Sharpi, you go to the crematorium and inform Xue Ping'an. Tell him your plans for tonight."

"In such a hurry?"

"Don't be in a hurry, I don't think there is a chance." Gui Mengxiong replied with a frown: "Although the old man is old, his mind is not empty. I always feel that he looks at me in the wrong way. It is better to act early than to act late." Do it, get rid of him before the end of the exhibition, and the rest will be easy to deal with."

"Okay, then I'll go right away." Sharpei nodded.

"En." Gui Mengxiong finished his orders, got out of the car and left.

This young man named Shapi is 312 years old this year. He is a child of Gui Mengxiong's third aunt's family. The two grew up together since childhood and have a close friendship, so the former trusts him very much.

Shapi looks a bit slutty on the outside, he is not young, he has dyed a very bright light blue hairstyle, and he usually wears Hawaiian clothes, with big flowered pants and big flowered shirt, in short, he looks very like a gangster people on the ground.

After Gui Mengxiong left, he immediately contacted the Gui family's production factory, trading company, and Gui family's core leadership members who worked with him behind the scenes to handle the rebellion.

In fact, Gui Mengxiong has no sense of belonging to the Gui family. His father passed away a long time ago, and his mother also remarried. Gui Mengxiong suffered a lot when he was young, and he was stared at and beaten severely while living in his stepfather's house.

After growing up, Gui Mengxiong successfully graduated from university, and only then officially entered the core of the Gui family, assisting Gui Mengjun in work. In the eyes of outsiders, Gui Mengxiong is a precocious child with good manners, advances and retreats, and strong work ability.

But in fact Gui Mengxiong is a person with very extreme thinking. After he entered the core of the Gui family a few years ago, his stepfather's attitude towards him has changed.

But Gui Mengxiong didn't appreciate it. He prepared for more than two years. When his stepfather was drunk, he finally found an opportunity. He poisoned and killed the other party, and even arranged for the other party's funeral in person. It looked like he didn't do anything Same thing.

…

Hanoi, inside the compound of Thien Bao Phung Funeral Home.

Old Hei stood beside the van he was riding in, with a small white flower on his chest and a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Matching his unusually vicissitudes of face, he really looked like an ordinary person who came to a funeral.

On the co-pilot of the car, a bald man looked at the crowds of people in the crematorium, and said, "It's only September, and it's not the peak season for dead people. Why is the business here so good?"

Smoking on a cigarette, Lao Hei replied casually: "There is only one crematorium around the capital of Hanoi, which is equivalent to a monopoly in the industry. How can the business not be booming?"

The bald head grinned and replied: "Yeah, this game should really make money. No, let's go back and find a place, get a license, and open a crematorium."

"Made, bad luck!" Old Hei immediately scolded: "Go to work, don't say unlucky words."

"Why is this so superstitious?" After the bald man teased, he reached out and put down the car seat, and began to rest with his eyes closed.

Lao Hei and others came to the crematorium to keep an eye on the Xue family. The location was given by Brother Pao, and they did indeed see Xue Pingan who was arranging the cremation for his son.

Before Lao Hei came, he carefully put on makeup, shaved his hair, kept a bald head, and put on a beard. Although Xue Ping'an doesn't know him, and it's even less likely that people here have seen him, but he has worked a lot near Longcheng before, and the horse boys of Xue's family often run around, so he is still afraid of being recognized. Familiar.

It was hot outside, and Lao Hei was smoking a cigarette, and sat carelessly under the parasol of the water shop, waiting quietly.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, three or four large trucks and four or five off-road vehicles rushed in at the main entrance of the funeral home.

Old Hei looked over curiously, saw Xue Ping'an's horse boy, pulling a group of mage monks with shaved heads, and piles of paper figurines, Mingbi rushed in.

"Fuck, treat the funeral as a happy event, it's so grand." Old Hei said in amazement.

Next to it, the owner of the water shop said in lame words: "Rich people! All the Chinese here are rich!"

"Hehe, yes!" Lao Hei smiled and nodded.

When the two were communicating, those three or four large trucks, as well as off-road vehicles, all drove towards Lao Hei.

"Whose car is this?!"

Xue Ping'an's boy pointed to the car used by Lao Hei and others and asked.

Old Hei was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and replied, "Mine!"

"Move it away, our car must be parked together, otherwise it will be difficult to unload." Xue Ping'an's horse boy replied without doubt.

"You stopped here, where should we stop?!" Old Hei was stunned for a moment and replied, "We are waiting for someone."

"You move to the backyard, hurry up and help!" Ma Zai replied in a bad tone.

Old Hei secretly scolded the other party for being pretentious, because the place he picked happened to be the edge of the wall on the left side of the gate, a dead corner of the camera, and he didn't want to leave at all.

"Hurry up!" The leader, Ma Zai, stared at his eyes and urged with a fierce face.

Lao Hei looked at the other party, turned his head to look around, and wanted to pick another place.

"Fuck, it's so boring!" The leader Ma Zai impatiently took out his wallet, pulled out three hundred yuan from it, handed it over and said, "Stop talking nonsense, take the money, move quickly, the car at the door It's all blocked."

At this moment, another car came outside the gate, and the co-pilot in the car was Shapi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Due to the crowded car, he turned his head and saw Xue Ping'an's boy, Talking to Lao Hei and giving him money.

Old Hei is here to handle errands, so he definitely can't care about it because of this. He took the money, bent over to get into the car, and drove the van to the side of the main building.

Shapi looked at Xue Ping'an's pony and muttered, "It's quite a battle."

…

Fifteen minutes later.

In the largest farewell hall of the funeral parlor, a group of monks and mages were holding various instruments, surrounding Xue Baolai's body and sending him to heaven.

Many areas in the Old Triangle are very Buddhist. The popular amulets before Jiyuan began here, so it is not uncommon for monks and masters to come to the funeral home to practice. It's just that it's really rare to make it as big as Xue Baolai.

Xue Pingan stood on top of his son's head, his eyes were red and he murmured, "Son, stay well down there, don't **** do it...!"

On the outskirts, in Gui's Bieyuan, Gui Mengxiong whispered to a middle-aged man, "We'll do it tonight, you say hello to Tai's, Jing Yan."

"it is good!"