The next morning, the sky was clear and there was no cloud in the sky. The earth was shrouded in golden light, revealing infinite vitality. The high-speed renewal hot beams shone, making people feel warm. When the breeze blows, take a deep breath.
The plan for one day is Chen's words are true.
‘Westernkou’ is an area of Sc City. There is nothing special here. There is only a funeral home located here and is also the only funeral home in Sc City. At this time, it is crowded and mostly young people.
A mourning hall was set up in the courtyard outside the funeral home, and two off-white photos were placed in the middle. In front of the photos were incense burners, fruits, white wine, cigarettes and other sacrificial items. In front of these sacrificial items was a table.
, not very high, the kind that landed on the ground, there were many dishes on the table, including dishes that the dead loved to eat before their lives, and some dishes offered. The plates were labeled and written in a few fonts.
It's not very clear, but it's also very particular.
A group of young people were busy here wearing dark clothes. Some were crying, some were responsible for placing items, while others stood around to watch. There were about one hundred young people in this group, among which
Some of them are tall and big, with strong figures, solemn expressions, with wide eyes, as if they want to eat people, and they keep their mouths closed and don’t speak.
There were more than ten cars parked outside the courtyard, all of which were vans. Occasionally, there were some people sitting in the cars. They were either chatting or stunned. The atmosphere here seemed a bit depressing, and several young people cried and their eyes were red.
In the distance, there were occasionally some people gathered around. Most of them came to see the world, uninvited, and even more active than the organizer, and came here early in the morning.
"Look, who are those two photos? It seems that they are not from SSC City. I haven't seen all the gangsters here before. These two are definitely from outside!"
"Don't blow anymore, you've seen it all, why didn't you get better when you see you? I'll be honest, be careful of having a broken mouth and a broken tongue!"
"Shh, stop talking, look at the stewards who are in charge, seem to have come out?"
Several young men in the distance were talking in a low voice, then looked in the direction of their fingers, and saw more than ten people walking out of the funeral home. They all had their faces tense, some of their eyes were red, and they came to the temporary mourning hall.
Stop before and after.
"Look, there is still Zhang Guoqiang there!"
"And that boy Zong Lei, who said that he was dead before?"
"Xu Junting is here too, wow! There are so many old people in SSC City. It seems that all the members of their alliance are here!"
After this group of people appeared, it caused a lot of commotion. There were many older people watching around. Local elderly people like Zhang Guoqiang and Xu Junting were naturally very familiar to them, and Zong Lei was a newcomer.
It is also well known to some young people.
"Boy, I have done everything I should do, and I have prepared here. If something really happens, everything will depend on you!"
In front of the temporary mourning hall, Zhang Guoqiang was not angry but powerful, with a solemn expression. After a few simple words, it can be seen that he was not in a good mood today.
"Thank you, Boss Zhang, there may be danger here later. You should leave first and wait for my news!" Zong Lei nodded and said, looking at the two photos in the mourning hall without squinting, as if he wanted to catch something.
His eyes are complicated and his expression is nostalgic.
"good."
Zhang Guoqiang nodded, said nothing more, turned around and left. He followed two men, like his bodyguards, but not from the organization.
After another five minutes, the team in front of the mourning hall grew. A group of young people wearing dark clothes lined up and stood in four rows. They didn't say anything, just staring at the mourning hall silently.
The two photos of the eyes were filled with reluctance and pain. Yes, these people were brothers of the organization, and the two dead brothers joined the organization very early and worked together for half a year.
, the relationship between each other is very good, but now that such a thing happens, no one can accept it.
"I have known each other and will always be friends. Let's go!" Zong Lei stood in front, his arms hanging on both sides of his body, tears rolling in his eyes, trembling voices and simple words all meant him.
How reluctant I felt at this moment.
The whole audience was so quiet that it was so quiet that it was a sensation. No one spoke, even those who watched from a distance.
"Brother kneel!"
At this time, Wang Jianjun shouted, and his face was covered with tears, and it crossed his firm face.
"Swish", it was very neat. The young people standing in front of the mourning hall knelt on their knees. There were stones, dust, and water puddles in front of them, but these could not stop their farewell.
Everyone knelt neatly in front of the mourning hall.
"Brother, go!"
"Peng Han, Ma Tao, let's go! My brothers are lonely tomorrow and I will have to ask you for a drink!"
"Don't look back on the road to the underworld. We will still be good brothers in more than ten years!"
"Brother! Let's leave us with revenge!"
The young people kneeling on the ground all said words. They said differently, but their expressions were the same. The scene was extremely shocking. No one's funeral was held so grandly, and so many people knelt on the ground at the same time.
The red eyes, the purple face, the clenched fists, and the depressed atmosphere all expressed the hearts of everyone present. At this time, they all held their breath and made decisions silently in their hearts. Without further ado, the action represents
Everything, if you have the chance in the future, these people will definitely avenge the dead souls!
The wind suddenly passed by, dark clouds were covered with dark sunshine, the branches trembled with strong wind, and the dust on the ground also floated up. There was a smoky atmosphere around the mourning hall, and the smoke was everywhere, as if the souls of the dead were returning.
The turmoil here made the wind rumbling.
"What's going on? Why did a gust of wind suddenly come, and the sky is covered with dark clouds, is that?"
"Don't talk nonsense, no one treats you as a mute if you don't speak!"
Suddenly, this strange scene scared the people who were looking forward to watching from a distance. Such a formation and this strange weather were something they had never seen before.
"It's revealed? Ah, run away."
"You can't stay here, this is going to be haunted!"
Some timid people were frightened after seeing the scene here and quickly moved away from here.
"Two brothers, please go! Don't be reluctant to leave. Leave the next thing to us!"
Zhao Guo was blown by the wind and his face was covered in dust, but he didn't hide for a moment. He muttered something and seemed very serious. His firm eyes could show everything.
The incense in the mourning hall was unstable, and dust shaved in everywhere, but every incense was not extinguished, although it was a bit crooked. In this way, there were fewer people watching outside, and most of them were sucked by this.
A strange phenomenon was frightened, curiosity was extinguished, fear grew, and feet ran away almost uncontrollably.
For those who were watching, the brothers in the organization and the men in black were useless to move. They were still straight and quiet, watching them kneel here, dust was everywhere, and they could not shake their farewell
Heart, not to mention that people who dance swords and guns all year round don’t believe in these ghosts and gods at all. They only believe in Guan Erye.
The courtyard and outside the funeral home have become much quieter. Nine out of ten people watched. They either drove or hiked were far away from this place. This place became quiet. Without the disturbance of outsiders, the star brothers could be better respected.
Don't let the dead souls go.
"Brother, if nothing unexpected happens, we can establish our gangster status in Sc City today. It's a pity that you two didn't see it, but that doesn't matter. I always feel that you two have always been by my side!"
Zong Lei knelt in front, took out a black brazier, picked up paper money on the ground next to him and put it in, muttering something, as if he was talking to him, outsiders would look very cautious.
If someone heard what he said at this time, he would be shocked and surprised. Who could establish his status as a world leader by relying on a more grand funeral? Isn't this a ridiculous thing? But from Zong Lei's face
Looking at it, this matter seemed to be true, and he had no intention of joking.
"Brothers, come and burn some paper money, give some good wine, good cars, good cigarettes and so on!"
"Wow, the young people kneeling on the ground stood up one after another. Everyone was holding paper money or cigarettes or liquor bottles. The fire in the brazier suddenly became much more intense, the flames ran around and the black smoke rose.
As soon as the wind came here was much smaller, not as smoky as before.
"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!"
"Come to me after being reborn, let's continue to be brothers!"
Round paper money was floating everywhere in the funeral home yard. The brothers threw it high. The paper money seemed to be falling like large snowflakes. The dusty ground was covered with paper money in a short while.
sir, sir, sir
Paper flowers fell, breeze blew, dark clouds dissipated, and the warm sunshine filled the earth again. However, at this moment, a series of harsh sounds of cars broke the original silence, and dense footsteps came from outside the funeral home.
, the sound of closing the door, the sound of whistling.
"Hmph! You're finally here!"
Zong Lei was originally squatting on the ground, but after hearing the series of sounds, he stood up with a cold face. Not only was he happy, but he was not because of establishing his status as a martial arts world, but mainly because the people and the organization had a great grudge, so he dealt with them.
It seems that the murderer who killed his brother can also be found.
"Swish" and no one needed to command. After hearing the rushing sound of cars, all the brothers in the yard stood behind Zong Lei. They all knew that the funeral was going to be held now to wait for their arrival, and before they all
I held my breath and was also waiting for the explosion at this moment.
There are injustice and debts, and the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet. At this time, as long as Zong Lei gives orders, these people will rush forward with all their might.
Pa, pa, pa, pa
The sound of sticks fighting sounded, and no less than a hundred people gathered outside the door of the funeral home compound. These people were holding guys in their hands, and the bright machetes were also listed. The faces of these people looked a little immature, but
The stubborn wrists hit the guy in his hand hard, and it was so dark that these people blocked the entrance of the courtyard. They didn't look at the mourning hall, but focused their eyes on Zong Lei who was standing in front.
"It's really funny. Is a funeral so grand? It's time-consuming and tiring!"
A voice came from these young and tender faces, and then a group of people came out and stood not far away from Zong Lei with a smile. His hands were rhythmically weighing the machete in his hand, tilting his head, and grinning his mouth.