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The four hundred and seventieth chapters are all big shots

In the room, Yuan Kui was completely unaware that someone had touched in quietly beside his couch.

"Alang and the others may have failed. You can take someone to deal with this matter again. This is our letter of confession. When should we understand? Of course, the sooner the better. I will pay my condolences tomorrow. I don't want to see the figures of them at the funeral home. If that's what happened," After Yuan Kui gave the order, he suddenly paused when he held the cigarette butt in the ashtray with his hand in his hand.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Kui looked up and saw two people standing in front of him, one was a little fat and the other was a little thin, looking a little familiar.

"Don't wait until tomorrow. You will see us today. Isn't you particularly surprised?" Wang Xuanzhen bent down with his teeth and picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table and took out one for himself.

Yuan Kui reacted very quickly and reached out to his waist. He always carried a gun whenever he went out. He could not count the enemy of Yuan Kui. Whenever he opened his eyes, he first thought of whether he would die today.

"There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, who will the sky bypass?" Xiang Que looked at Yuan Kui and took out his pistol and asked lightly: "Is it worthy of Mr. Yun when you do this?"

Yuan Kui was stunned and then said, "Master Yun is dead, I don't have to be worthy of sorry for him. Besides, you are not from our Hongmen. What's the matter with you?"

Xiang Que said, "Oh, I'm just asking, you Hongmen Dogs are really not doing my business, but if you want to kill me, wouldn't it be my business? Right?"

"Haha, if you have it, just have it. I will talk to you with a gun and what if you have something to do? You two have avoided the two of my men, why are you so stupid that you are going to fall into me?" Yuan Kui shook his gun on the two of them.

Wang Xuanzhen turned his head speechlessly and asked, "With this IQ, what kind of club can you be the boss? Brother, are the clubs so easy to do? Or will I be the whole boss tomorrow?"

Yuan Kui frowned and raised his gun and said, "What are you talking about when you die is about to die?"

Fatty Wang held a cigarette and pointed at him and said, "If you are not stupid, just think about it carefully, the two of you sent to kill us didn't kill us. Then we came to find you on our own initiative. Don't you think something is wrong?"

"Swish" Yuan Kui looked at the two of them blankly, his eyes tightening.

"Yuankui, you disappointed me so much." Xiang Que suddenly spoke, but what appeared in his mouth was Situ Shengyun's movement.

Yuan Kui's hand trembled with the gun, and looked at Xiang Que in disbelief. He opened his mouth for a long time and didn't even say a word.

"Do you remember what I said to you..." Xiangque carried his hands behind his back, his face was not angry and powerful: "If you walk step by step, which club in Hong Kong can be your opponent after you are fifty, but you are too fast and too anxious, and your heart is a little tilted. Why? When I die, you think the Hongmen will change their surname?"

"Big, big guy?" Si Yuankui knelt down with an incredible "thump". This sentence was what the other party said to him when he paid homage to Situ Shengyun to celebrate his birthday. When Situ Shengyun was lying in his ear and said this, only the two of them could hear it.

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning.

The hotel where Situ Ziqing stayed was crowded with traffic and the two streets were blocked. The people who mourned Situ Shengyun began to pour into the small city of Kaiping on this day.

At half past five, vehicles began to leave the hotel one after another and drove towards the funeral home a few kilometers away. The journey took more than half an hour to drive a few kilometers. The Kaiping Funeral Home on that day was basically filled with Situ Shengyun's relatives and friends.

The mourning hall was held in a funeral home hall that can accommodate more than 100 people. Situ Shengyun's body was stored in a transparent freezer. The master who was organizing the appearance had completely cleaned Situ Shengyun yesterday.

In the hall, the freezer for storing the bodies was placed in a front position. Situ Ziqing, Situ Rongqing, Situ Songqing and the fourth uncle stood on both sides. They returned gifts to those who came to pay their respects as family members, and the remaining important figures of the Hongmen sat in the empty seats in the hall.

At 7:10, the condolences began.

The first batch of people who came to pay their respects were domestic official institutions. After all, Hongmen Zhigongtang had done many major things that helped each other during the war years, and after liberation, they also unanimously supported the country. It is natural that official institutions should come to pay their respects.

After the official mourning was completed, some of the big names of the Hongmen, the leaders of the halls in various places, and some of the partners of the Hongmen. After this group of people finished their turn, some of the friends Situ Shengyun made, such as Wang Zhongguo.

The only two people who did not need to pay their respects were Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen. Those who might have done some condolences to the living may be a bit careless, and they will definitely not do it.

"Do I want to introduce to you two guys, all of whom are big names. You can just take out one with a name and a surname. This one with a name and a surname is not simple, but can be frequently on the news, and the exposure rate is very high." When Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen stood in the corner and looked at Situ Shengyun's coffin indifferently, Wang Zhongguo walked behind them.

Xiang Que smiled and said hello to him. Fatty Wang said, "Uncle, you are going to give us more knowledge."

Wang Zhongguo said meaningfully: "It's all a few people with ruthless horses, it's amazing."

"Then tell me, let's gain some knowledge."

"Did the inconspicuous little old man sitting in the first row see me?" Wang Zhongguo pointed at an old man in his sixties sitting in the middle of the first row in the hall, saying that his little old man was because this man looked quite thrust. He seemed to be thrown into a drying bucket and then slapped it out and dried it.

His hair is loose, his face is full of pleats, his shoulders are hunched, and his weight is probably less than 100.

Xiang Que followed Wang Zhongguo's hand and Wang Zhongguo continued: "Hongmen, except for Situ Shengyun, he is the well-deserved second boss. Xu Heng, everyone calls him Xu Erye."

Xiang Que said, "Xu Longwu, who was the one who was accused of Situ Meitang, was his grandfather."

"The one sitting next to him is named Wang Jin, the boss at the entrance of San Francisco," Wang Zhongguo pointed at the two and said, "They are half of the Hongmen, and the remaining half is the Situ family."

Xiang Que suddenly said, "How do you choose these two people to introduce to us first? What is the meaning?"
Chapter completed!
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