The next day was the funeral of Zheng Li and Zhao Zhiheng, so Li Junyao got up early in the morning and got busy. Fortunately, Li Junyao gave orders to keep the matter quiet.

There were all black cars underneath, and countless men in black Zhongshan uniforms stood there. The scene was a bit gloomy and sad.

Liu Mei, Zheng Li's wife, was kneeling in front of Zheng Li's smiling photo, tears bursting out uncontrollably. Maybe she should have thought that if she was a gangster, she would be prepared to die.

"Sister Liu, there is no resurrection after death..."

Li Junyao couldn't bear to see Liu Mei like this, and he felt apologetic in his heart, and then he said to Liu Mei.

"You are the murderer who killed dad! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Next to Liu Mei, a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old, who looked 70% like Zheng Li and 30% like Liu Mei, was staring at Li Junyao with red eyes and punched Li Junyao directly in the chest.

"The strength is too small, and the punching speed is also very slow..."

Li Junyao shook his head, then looked at the young man with an indifferent expression, and did not move away. He just stood there and received the young man's seemingly dangerous punch.

"Bang..."

Just when the young man's fist hit Li Junyao's chest, an inexplicable feeling of stuffiness came from his fist, which made the still young man feel very uncomfortable and his brows knitted together tightly.

"Haha, young man, facing the enemy is a matter of life, how can you think about other things at this time!"

Li Junyao smiled evilly, and then pushed his chest forward. The young man immediately stepped back a few steps. If Li Junyao hadn't saved his hand, he might have hit the wall not far away.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, Liu Mei roared loudly, and then shouted at Li Junyao: "Don't you think it's enough trouble for my family?!"

Li Junyao was obviously surprised by Liu Mei's roar, and then he stretched out his hand to stop several younger members of the Hualong Association behind him who were about to rush forward, and remained silent...

"When you choose to do this, you have to think about this outcome. Zheng Li and Zhiheng passed away. I believe we are all sad, but you have to accept the reality."

"Reality? Hahaha, then tell me why you didn't let others stop that killer. Don't you know that the killer outside is very powerful? Why?! Tell me why?!!!"

Li Junyao shook his head. How could this woman listen to her words when she was so angry?

"Now, you are coming to harm my son again, Li Junyao, you are a devil!!!"

"………………"

"Liu Mei, that's enough! Give me a break, Brother Jun has his own reasons, you shouldn't..."

Li Junyao stopped what Wu Yuetian was about to say, his expression still calm. He looked at the smiling photo of Zheng Lizheng not far away, shook his head, sighed and walked directly out the door.

A gust of cold wind blew by, giving Li Junyao a slight chill, but Li Junyao just smiled bitterly, lit a cigarette, sat down on a rock and started smoking.

Li Junyao is in a very bad mood now. Zheng Li is a veteran, so his family background is very poor, but at least he knows how to let his family understand him. Now that Zheng Li has died, where will Liu Mei and her seventeen or eighteen-year-old go?

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Chapter completed!