It's a pity that the two of them had such calculations behind their backs, but they cultivated Song Jianbai's passionate temperament. This is all for later.
After Wang Yunfeng learned about Liu Limao the day before, he had already sent people to various parts of the French Concession to investigate the specific address.
But after searching all night, they only found a small, simple shop, which was closed.
Can they really be in there?
At this time, Wang Yunfeng stood at the door of the store and looked at it, fearing that he had found the wrong one and exposed his whereabouts.
So, I just gave it a try.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. It was Liu Limao who opened the door.
"You are really here." Wang Yunfeng opened the door and went in. He saw a variety of scalpels and other knives hanging here.
“This is really a knife shop with all kinds of things.”
Liu Limao quickly closed the door bolt and pulled him to the backyard: "Why are you here?"
"Let me see you..." Wang Yunfeng hesitated: "That guy Mu Jingrong is going to hide it from you, but I think I still have to tell you about it."
He had a bad feeling, as if what the person in front of him said was something he couldn't bear.
"Is it about Mu Jing?"
The person on the other side nodded and then said nothing.
"Is he dead?" Liu Limao probed cautiously, asking with bloodshot eyes.
The people in the room hurriedly ran out when they heard the word Mu Jing.
Wang Yunfeng nodded again, observing the state of the man in front of him, for fear that he would fall over.
As a result, Liu Limao staggered twice during his instructions, and then stood steady again.
He suppressed the emotions he was about to feel in his heart and said calmly: "I'm afraid Mu Fu and I can't go back to pay our respects now."
"I know." Wang Yunfeng has been in contact with this man for so many years, so he doesn't know his character.
"It's not convenient to stay here. Brother Wang, please leave early."
"Okay." Wang Yunfeng took a few steps towards the door and then stepped back: "Mu Minghong died for your eldest brother, but Mr. Mu said it was not suitable for them to be together, so he took his sister's body back.
Gone home."
"Then who is the person who will give me funeral services now?"
"There's a guy named Song. Mu Jing had a lot of contact with the Song family in the last period of his life. I'm afraid Mr. Mu went to beg someone there."
"I understand." Liu Limao knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.
"Do you and I still need to be so outspoken? The Japanese are looking for you all over the city now. Just be careful and hide. Tomorrow I will give you and Mu Fu a discount."
Kneeling, he could no longer hold back his tears and was crying.
"Brother Wang, thank you."
Wang Yunfeng looked at the people standing in the backyard: "Thank you all for helping take care of my brother and family."
After several escorts sent them out, Liu Limao and Cai'er returned to their respective small attics to rest.
After hearing the bad news, apart from Mu Fu who was still unconscious, they were probably the two most saddened.
He has become a complete orphan...
He couldn't say a word...
I originally thought that no news would be the best news, but how did I know that this bad news came so quickly?
In the previous life, I failed to save my elder brother. Why is it the same in this life?
Is this the meaning of God arranging a do-over for me? Why is he so cruel to me...
Is this what it means to be a spy and undercover?
Don’t you and Mu Fu need relatives?
He wanted to accuse why he had to lose his loved ones again and again...
Suddenly, Liu Limao's whole body became hot and he fell unconscious at the foot of the bed.
At the same time, the Longhu Gang was extremely anxious as they had not received news about the remaining members of the Mu family.
"What's going on? Mu Jing is dead?" Master Fu stamped his cane: "What about Liu Limao and that woman?"
"I don't know where exactly they are yet. The Japanese are looking for them everywhere now. I don't know if something will happen."
"Hurry up and buy some sacrificial things. Let's go to your home to worship." Mr. Fu said and was about to walk outside.
Liu Zi caught him with quick eyes and hands: "Second Master has told me before that no matter what happens to the Mu family, we cannot come to the door."
"But, the Mu family has done so much for us before, it's not good for us to just sit back and watch now."
"We have sent people out to look for them. There should be some news in the next two days. It's really not possible to just send them to the Mu family to worship. The Japanese are now keeping an eye on the Mu family. Although we are not local snakes in Shanghai, at least
He is also one of the most famous, so if he is targeted, we will not be able to defeat him."
"Okay, you go find it quickly." Mr. Fu threw away his crutch and returned to his room.
Liu Zi breathed a sigh of relief: "Our second master is really clever in doing things. I knew that this master would have such a personality."
"Why can't we go find it?" someone below said.
"This is what the second master told me. Just wait for him to come looking for us in the future. Now that he shows up to come looking for us and us to look for them, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."
"Okay, as long as the second master is still alive, there will at least be a day when he comes back to look for him."
After Wang Yunfeng walked out of the French Concession, he asked his brothers around him.
"How do you think Commander Tan is doing now?"
"The battlefield is ruthless, I can't explain it clearly." The subordinate lowered his head, not being able to comment on this kind of thing.
"That's right. I can't explain clearly what happened on the battlefield. I just heard that Jiankang seems to be sending troops over, and ordered those who sent troops to go on foot."
"Ah? Don't you want to drag Tan Jun to death?"
"Tan Jun is not their direct descendant, there are some differences in some things." Wang Yunfeng sighed: "He can be regarded as a tough man, but he brought Mu Jing into the battlefield, but failed to bring him out alive. I'm afraid Mu Fu
I will never forgive him in this life."
"What's the point? Isn't there brother Liu who can comfort him? I think the way Liu Limao looks at others is not very innocent."
Wang Yunfeng rolled his eyes: "Let's leave quickly to avoid the curfew."
"yes."
Mu Jingrong looked at everyone's mess and was speechless.
My little sister actually died for a man? Although I had too much resentment towards her before, at least I had not reached the point where I really wanted to let her die.
But now, he is really dead, but he is a little reluctant to let go.
The Mu family has long been defeated. Even if there is a funeral, not many people will come to express their condolences.
The whole family held a wake for their little sister in Xin Mu Mansion. Mrs. Mu didn't make any noise, nor was she so noisy that she didn't know what she was thinking.
Feng Xin reminded him: "Be careful if she does something stupid."
"How about love? Originally, our family was going to follow our father. If Commander Tan hadn't been so kind, how would we have had the chance to have the goods until now?"
As Mu Jingrong spoke, she raised her voice.
"If the old lady is tired, ask someone to help her back to her room to rest. It's fine as long as we are here." The moment he moved his body, he said to the boy beside him.
"knew."
"Does the Mu family really not need us to worry about it?" Feng Xin was still a little worried: "Now is the time when the Mu family needs our care. It would not be good if we cut off all contact just because something happened."
"Originally, my dealings with the Mu family were only with Liu Limao, and the official business was handled by the Song family. Now the house of the Mu family also belongs to the Song family. If I go there rashly, it will only attract people's attention.
Attracted to me.”
"Then wait until they settle down elsewhere, and then they can send us a letter."
Mu Jingrong nodded and stared blankly at her sister's coffin.
Although he didn't know how Mu Jing made her miss him, he still hoped that his sister would not meet Mu Jing again in her next life.
In this life, I made mistakes from the beginning.
If she hadn't encouraged her father to bring along the Tang family and deal a devastating blow to the Mu family, how could what happened next happen?
Mu Jing would bring his wife and children to Cheng Huan's knees and take charge of such a large family business by himself.
Mu Fu may have married the one he loves. As for whether that person is Tan Yue'an, I don't know.
After all, Commander Tan always pays attention to a balanced strategy, and he may find a commander who has a daughter in the military camp to become his daughter-in-law.
Liu Limao, maybe he is still quietly helping to take care of the business behind closed doors.
These people can still live well...
It's a pity that nothing could have happened. Although I don't know if Mu Minghong started the incident more than ten years ago, but all these tragedies happened.
Now he only hopes that his sister can redeem herself from the King of Hell in the underworld, so as not to cause trouble for her next reincarnation.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside.
Mrs. Mu walked in: "Why not let my daughter and Mu Jing jointly organize the tomb? The person you didn't find was found by my daughter. Shouldn't they be able to share the tomb together? My daughter died for him.
, shouldn’t the two of them be tied together in the next life?”
"Mother-in-law, what are you doing here? Master Mu has a fiancée in this life." Feng Xin was helpless at her mother-in-law's unreasonable troubles.
"That fiancée has been dead for who knows how many years. She might have been reincarnated by now. If you can let her be buried with her daughter, maybe they can be husband and wife in the next life."
"What a joke, she's not married yet, she's a member of the Mu family, how can she be buried with someone else?" Mu Jingrong stood up: "If you still act like this, I will treat you in the same room as she did when she was alive.
Nothing can be done in the house."
"Why did I raise a son like you?" Mrs. Mu jumped in anger.
She couldn't support herself now. If her son really got out of something like that, she might never want to go out and breathe air for the rest of her life.
So, she still wanted to toss, so she could only slowly give up her thoughts.
While having dinner, someone broke into Liu Limao's attic and discovered him.
He had a severe fever and kept talking nonsense.
Wicker was also very helpless: "I don't know whether it was good or bad that Mu Jing left them in my hands. They are all sick."