"I've heard of it, but it should have been lost in history long ago."
Fang Tianhao was still staring at the mountain road, but he smiled: "As for the team my wife brought out just now, do you still think glh has been lost in history?"
Feihua said calmly: "It has nothing to do with me, so I never pay attention to it."
"Do I have anything to do with you?"
Fang Tianhao stared at Feihua and asked.
Feihua's eyes are as clear as a clear spring in a river.
"Yes, you are my employer."
"I can't contact my wife now. I'm just a door-to-door son-in-law with no money."
"I owe it first."
Fang Tianhao took a deep breath and frowned: "Feihua, who are you?"
"Dark Palace God-Level Killer!"
"..."
Fang Tianhao was a little depressed. He could detect Feihua's special care for him even if he was a piece of wood.
And what is the reason? Feihua always talks about him and never gives him a chance to understand.
Fang Tianhao spoke again: "I am a disabled person now. It is not easy to make money."
"It doesn't matter, you are still from the Slaughter Temple. I heard that your status is quite high."
"How much do you know?"
"The only S-level master in the Temple of Killing who has not been granted the title of God of War."
Fang Tianhao frowned: "It seems you still don't know me well enough."
Feihua took a deep look at Fang Tianhao, but changed the topic.
"Are you really going to stop explaining to your wife?"
"Now that you've come this far, let's keep going."
After Fang Tianhao finished speaking, he showed a bit of a wry smile: "I suddenly feel that I am actually quite a scumbag!"
"It's quite scummy."
Fang Tianhao was stunned and looked at Feihua: "I'm also very heartbroken, can't you comfort me?"
"No." He said it simply and concisely.
"Let's go!"
"Go back to China?"
"It's not time to go back yet. What happened ten years ago should come to light!"
Feihua followed Fang Tianhao and walked slowly along the mountain road.
…
"died?"
Chu Xiangnan looked at the man who had just returned from the southern province by plane in shock.
Fu Zheng said: "Master, he is really dead. I saw many cars escorting a hearse to Jiangbei. Miss Feifei was on the hearse the whole time and was still wearing mourning clothes."
Chu Xiangnan thought of the young junior who sometimes made him furious and sometimes had to admire him.
Chu Xiangnan actually felt a little sad.
"A good death!"
Fu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and did not dare to answer.
Chu Xiangnan immediately laughed: "That's fine. When you go to see Feifei, you can avenge Fang Tianhao, and our Chu family will help her avenge her. There is only one condition, let her enter the Chu family's door!"
Just then!
Chu Yun ran in quickly.
"Dad, Feifei called and said she wanted to talk to you about something!"
Chu Xiangnan was a little surprised: "It seems that Feifei finally remembered that she has a grandfather and a Chu family!"
Chu Xiangnan ran out quickly. He picked up the phone and sighed: "Feifei, my condolences."
Mu Feifei said calmly: "Grandpa, you also know."
"I know, ugh..."
"Well, grandpa will help me inform the Yan family, Chen family, and Lin family to come to Jiangbei to express condolences to my late husband."
Chu Xiangnan was stunned for a moment: "Feifei, what are you going to do?"
"I didn't organize the wedding with Fang Tianhao, but I hope his funeral will be the most sensational!"
"But the Yan family and Fang Tianhao..."
"Grandpa just needs to tell them what I mean. It will be scheduled on the 15th day of the twelfth lunar month. Thank you grandpa!"
After saying that, Mu Feifei hung up the phone.
soon!
God's Headquarters.
Zheng Dapao was feeling uncomfortable.
He did not expect that Fang Tianhao would die.
Without Fang Tianhao's help abroad, he would not have been able to form a combat-effective overseas divine team so quickly.
The friendship between him and Fang Tianhao cannot be explained clearly in a few words.
But at this moment, Zheng Dapao's cell phone rang.
When I picked it up and looked at it, I saw that it was an unknown number, but it was from Jiangbei.
"Hey, I'm Zheng Dapao!"
"I am Mu Feifei!"
Zheng Dapao was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "It's my sister-in-law, you... express my condolences and accept the change."
"Well, my husband died for the country. I would like to invite the leaders of your god group and my husband's superiors to come to Jiangbei to attend the funeral. It will be held on the 15th day of the twelfth lunar month."
Zheng Dapao was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Sister-in-law, I am definitely coming, but other people, this..."
"Just notify them for me. It's up to you to see if they come or not!"
"Okay!" Zheng Dapao nodded.
"Also, I would like to ask someone who was involved in my husband's case ten years ago. Can you help me?"
Zheng Dapao frowned: "This..."
"Fang Tianhao once told me that I went to Yanjing. If anything happens, just call you!"
Zheng Dapao instantly felt his nose was a little sore.
Then I heard Mu Feifei say on the phone: "It's your duty to help me, and it's your duty not to help me. I still thank you!"
"Wait!"
Zheng Dapao gritted his teeth: "I'll try my best to help you!"
"Well, thank you!"
In just one day, many people throughout China received a personal call from Mu Feifei inviting them to attend Fang Tianhao's funeral.
And the news of Fang Tianhao's death spread completely.
Especially in the arena in Jiangbei, the sensation was the strongest.
After all, Fang Tianhao is now the uncrowned king of the Jiangbei underground world.
Although the Heroes Chamber of Commerce does not have Fang Tianhao's name, the Heroes Chamber of Commerce was established because of Fang Tianhao.
Especially the current president and the two vice-presidents are all brothers of Fang Tianhao.
For a time, everyone in the world was talking about Fang Tianhao, who had fallen like a comet.
…
Wait, it's closed.
Qin Qing arrived at the door of the Angel Fund.
Her eyes were a little red.
A very beautiful woman in professional attire walked out.
Seeing Qin Qing, she frowned slightly.
"How did you come?"
"he died."
After Qin Qing finished speaking, he could no longer hold back, and tears rolled down his face instantly.
Qin Xin pulled Qin Qing to the corner and said seriously: "No matter what, you shouldn't come over. I... already know that the kill order against Fang Tianhao has been cancelled!"
Qin Qing looked at Qin Xin with red eyes: "Did the Dark Palace send out a god-level killer?"
Qin Xin frowned: "I don't know. God-level killers are not something that a small salesman like me can know."
Qin Qing gritted his teeth and said: "He must be a god-level killer. Otherwise, how could he die in Sanye Ridge with his abilities? Even in such a terrifying situation in Yanjing, he was fine!"
"Sister, calm down!"
"I can't calm down. Please find a way for me to find information about that god-level killer!"
"What do you want to do?" Qin Xin's face changed slightly.
Qin Qing's voice was choked, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "I want to avenge that kid!"
"Sister, we don't owe Fang Tianhao, he owes us!"
Qin Qing glared at Qin Xin: "Fang Tianhao owed me so much, and now that he's dead, I'll go to that god-level killer to pay him back!"
"Don't be impulsive, don't forget that we still have our things to do!"
When Qin Qing heard this, his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of helplessness: "Without Fang Tianhao, how can we take revenge? Those people are not something we can deal with!"
Qin Xin gritted her teeth and said: "As long as we are alive, we have a chance!"
But at this moment, Qin Qing's cell phone rang.
"Hey, who?"
"Qin Yixian, I am Cheng Yan Wang. My eldest brother's funeral invites everyone in the world. It is scheduled to be on the 15th day of the twelfth lunar month. My sister-in-law personally invited me!"
"I see."
Qin Qing put down his mobile phone and looked very depressed.