Several big men turned around and looked at the people who were pressed down, with a dull look, like wild beasts that were about to choose people to eat.

Although Liu Zhongyi retired for many years, his existence represents a spiritual symbol, or a symbol of honor.

Disrespect to Liu Zhongyi's body means not taking them seriously.

One of the big guys took a deep breath, turned to his subordinates beside him and said, "Check for me! Find out who it is! Bring his whole family to me!"

Several other local bosses looked at each other and realized the importance of this matter. Without saying a word, they immediately ordered their subordinates to do everything they should do.

Anyone who is involved in this matter must be found out by the 18th generation of ancestors!

A few minutes later, a large number of military vehicles set off from the base, and a large number of government officials were busy.

In the funeral home office, several men and women sat there drinking tea.

One of them sighed, "Sister Feng, be mourning and following the changes, I'll burn some paper for the old man later."

The middle-aged woman sitting opposite him wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "My dad is so unlucky. She can fall down when walking. It's all because of the nanny's blindness. Otherwise, my dad wouldn't have any trouble!"

The middle-aged man next to him said, "Yes, many nannies are irresponsible now and don't do anything just by taking money. If you take care of the elderly, you have to find someone with insight."

The middle-aged woman said, "By the way, I heard that there are many people coming to cremation today. My dad will send it now. Will there be any problems?"

"What are you afraid of? We are not saying who cremated the crematorium you own in your own home!" said the middle-aged man.

"Of course, if we don't give face to others, can we still not take care of ourselves?" The man looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Speaking of this, the crematorium business is very good this year, and you can get it with subsidies just

A lot of money. Including urns, memorial services and so on, the profit is expected to reach tens of millions."

After hearing that after making so much money, the sadness in the middle-aged woman's heart suddenly disappeared a lot.

The middle-aged man raised his hand and looked at his watch, stood up and said, "It's almost time, let's go there too."

The few people stood up one after another, and just as they were about to go out, the door was kicked open.

Several guards rushed in and asked sternly: "Who is Huang Baiyuan!"

The middle-aged man said in surprise: "I am, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the guards twisted his arm and lowered his head.

The middle-aged woman was panicked and wanted to stop her: "Let go of my husband, what do you want to do! Let him go!"

"Are you his wife? It's just right, together!" Two other guards came over and tied her up.

Including the general manager of the crematorium who is in the office, they are also very tied up.

The three of them were so panicked that they didn't understand what was going on. Even if they really broke some law, the police should have arrested them. How could they be guards?

But no matter how they asked, the guards did not answer or explain.

They were taken to the cremation room all the way. Looking at the people who were kneeling on the ground, Mr. Huang and his wife were both stunned.

They recognized that they were all relatives and friends of their families.

In front of these people were Liu Zhongyi's crystal coffin, Liu Huimin and his son, Ye Jinhuan, and those big guys with extraordinary status.

When Mr. Huang and the other two were taken here, everyone's eyes turned around.

Such concentrated sight and the quiet and silent depressing atmosphere on the scene made the three of them tremble all over.

Not to mention anything else, just the men with golden military uniforms on their shoulders made them feel unparalleled and tremendous pressure.

"Report, people have brought it!" A guard came up to report.

The sharp eyes of a military boss made Mr. Huang tremble all over. He asked quickly: "What's wrong here?"

"I heard that you opened this place?" asked the military uniformed man.

"Yes, yes...ah, no, it was opened by several of us, not me alone!" Mr. Huang said hurriedly.

He didn't dare to say that this crematorium belonged to him. He could tell at a glance that it was not a good thing. He knew that his family had caused some big trouble.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are one of the bosses." The military-style boss looked at Liu Huimin and asked, "What I said just now, do you think you can?"

"Okay." Liu Huimin nodded without any objection.

Several big guys just told him that no matter whether you agree or not, we will see Mr. Liu off. We cannot let him do such a thing again, which makes people look down upon.

These troublemakers have to kneel here to atone for their sins until Mr. Liu is buried, which is considered a punishment for them.

Seeing Liu Huimin nodding, several guards kicked Mr. Huang and others directly in the bend of their legs. They trembled and they immediately knelt down.

"Kneel down and kowtow to Mr. Liu to see him off!" Several guards said sternly.

Mr. Huang didn't know who Mr. Liu was referring to, but he could see that he offended a big man who should not be offended today.

As for why, it is no longer important. The most important thing now is how to eliminate the other person's anger.

However, no one would explain to him that Liu Zhongyi's body, accompanied by Liu Huimin and his son, was sent to the cremation room.

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But they dared not stop because the pressure of focusing on themselves and others was too great, so great that they did not dare to have any unnecessary thoughts.

After about forty minutes, Liu Zhongyi's body was cremated and the ashes were put in the urn brought by Liu Huimin in advance.

The jar was bought by Liu Zhongyi long ago. One of them pretended to be his wife, and the other was planned to use it for himself.

Liu Yuanlong hugged the urn and cried so hard.

No one would say that he was crying like a woman at this moment, and everyone was very sad, especially when they thought that Liu Zhongyi's body was disturbed, they hated him even more.

Afterwards, a group of people escorted the Liu family's father and son to leave the cremation room, while Mr. Huang and others were kept.

Looking at the farewell team of thousands of people, their heads were confused.

Mr. Huang touched his bleeding forehead and gritted his teeth and cursed: "What the hell are you doing?"

I asked several times in a row before someone told me what had just happened.

Mr. Huang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He pointed to the group of people in front of him and cursed: "You are fucking sick! You just go to the line and go to the line. What are you doing when you move the coffin? Do you want to kill me?"

As he was talking, the ground suddenly trembled.

Mr. Huang and others thought it was an earthquake, so they hurriedly left the cremation room. When they went out, they saw hundreds of cars driving away from the cremation site in sequence.

But Mr. Huang's face did not improve at all, but instead became even more ugly.
Chapter completed!