Apocalyptic Forecast

Genius remembers the permanent address of this site in one second: www.81zw.us

The funeral only lasted three days, and the farewell ceremony was held on the fourth day.

For Ji Dao, funerals are not uncommon. It is commonplace. Although bad news comes in a hurry, the funerals are still organized.

The wife of Fujimoto in the middle was dissatisfied with the ownership of Fujimoto's inheritance, and brought the children over to make a fuss, but did not see Huai Shi and left angrily. In addition, there are only some distant relatives, and some never show up at all.

The previous funeral was for relatives and friends of the deceased, but the day of the farewell ceremony was the day when the colleagues came to visit.

Under the light rain on a cloudy day, the Fujimoto team members dressed in mourning clothes stood in two rows in front of the door, bowing to the visitors.

In the car that stopped gradually, Yamada Teppei looked at the outside scene, his brows raised slightly: "Isn't this something pretty? That guy Fujimoto, even when he has to die... …I heard that the Tiger King team did it?"

"It's all said so." The subordinate replied, opened the door for him, and then held up the umbrella.

The old man under the umbrella helped Haori's collar on his body and walked towards the front door.

At the foot of the mountain in front of the door, he bent down and bowed at ninety degrees: "I have come from afar, it's hard work."

"It's just running two urban areas. I can't talk about the hard work." Yamada chuckled and looked down: "Shanshita, I heard that the new leader is not you."

"Being incompetent, it is a fluke to be able to have the position of the head." Yamashita lowered his head and replied, "I really don't dare to covet the position of team leader."

"Haha, just kidding, look at you scared." The old chairman of the Yamada group waved his hand and looked around, his expression gradually becoming surprised: "What? My old fellow came to offer condolences in person, your new group leader. Don't you even show your face?"

"It's rude." Yamashita kept a ninety-degree bow and replied: "The leader has another important business. I'll be there later. Please forgive me."

"Asshole, do you dare to let our president wait for someone!"

The subordinate holding the umbrella was furious, stretched out his hand to pull up the collar of the mountain, and shouted angrily: "Slowly, do you look down on us!"

"Enough, Chinei, after all, it is at the funeral. We are guests. Don't make trouble too much."

Yamada Teppei patted his subordinate's arm, left the bow of the mountain, turned and walked towards the auditorium. After putting on a stick of incense, he looked at Fujimoto's remains and sighed, then turned and went into the side room to rest.

Many old acquaintances had already arrived first, and it was very lively inside. Seeing him coming in, many people raised their hands and greeted him.

"Oh, people are all here. It's been a long time since everyone."

Yamada found a middle position and sat down, looked around, knowingly asked, "Aren't the people from the Tiger King group come?"

"If they dare to come, I am afraid they will merge on the spot today, right?"

"I don't think so."

The old man with burn marks on his face raised his eyes and glanced at the door outside: "I heard that the Tiger King team has invited five big men to mediate in the past two days. In order to protect his youngest son, that fellow Arisaka really It’s a lot of work. But Yamada, you guy knowingly asked, you must know something, right?"

"Where did I get it, I'm just an old man, I have already quit washing my hands, and how can I harmonize these things."

Yamada picked up his teacup and asked casually: "Instead, the Fujimoto group, I heard the children say that it is going to be renamed the Huaizhi group? Do you know anyone? I have been curious about the new leader for a long time."

There is a lot of rumors about the leader of the Huaizhi ancestor, such as the master of Green Sun, and the nonsense of killing gods on the border, but none of them are reliable. Some people say that it is a hybrid who has just joined the Fujimoto group for less than two days... There are really outrageous rumors.

For a while, everyone couldn't figure out the details, and didn't know what Fujimoto was thinking before his death.

However, everyone who came here realized the arrogance of the new leader. From the beginning of the funeral to the present, he has not shown up at all. Even the few gangs that were close to each other have now closed their doors and their attitudes have become alienated and indifferent.

"Well, no matter what, I always show up. Don't you know then?" Yamada drank his tea with a smile, and stopped talking.

In the busy farewell ceremony, Yamashita Kuro, the concierge outside the door, finally took time out, grabbed the people beside him, and asked anxiously: "Where is the team leader? Where is the team leader?"

"No, I don't know." The younger brother shook his head blankly: "I said it was in the morning, and I drove out with Big Brother Ueno, and I haven't returned yet."

Yamashita's whole person is not good.

What the **** is going out in the morning?

Could it be taken by Ueno to inspect the customs?

For a while, Shanxia was about to speak, and he noticed a car parked in front of the door and people walking off the car.

Stunned.

"Sister-in-law... why are you here?"

"Should I not come to my man's funeral?"

The woman with a haggard look was holding a dazed child in her hand, glaring at the foot of the mountain: "I want to see, what the **** is that guy named Huaizhi doing!"

But behind her, someone got out of the car.

The old man in a black dress, with a cane in his hand, greeted the mountain kindly: "Isn't this the mountain? It's been a long time. How are you doing?"

Yamashita was stunned for a long time, subconsciously stood firm, and bowed to the person who came: "We have missed a long way to welcome, Mr. Kitahara."

A heart has sunk to the bottom.

The person who came was a high-level member of the Narcotics Chase and Release Alliance, a messenger who could represent the opinions of the five big brothers, and now coming together with Fujimoto's widow may not necessarily have any kindness.

"I won't say any more. I came today mainly for three things."

Kitahara took off his hat, looked around calmly, and told him, "One is to express condolences to Mr. Fujimoto on behalf of our master, and the second is to mediate between the Fujimoto group and the Tiger King group.

Finally, it's about Mrs. Fujimoto's seeking justice from us... Yamashita, Lord Shengtianmu, after hearing about Mrs. Fujimoto's experience, was very furious and told me to deal with it as soon as possible. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to save you any face. "

In the cold, thin rain, the mountain was already sweating, bowed his head, and pleaded:

"Please go inside and discuss it in detail."

After watching the group of people inside, he glared anxiously at the house and motioned him to think of a solution. Regardless of the work of the concierge, he turned and followed in embarrassment.

"What's wrong? Is your new team leader away?"

After enjoying the incense in the mourning hall, Beiyuan looked around, his expression quickly indifferent: "Is this his attitude towards the Big Five?"

"I'm extremely sorry, the group leader is coming, please bear with me."

Yamashita can only bend down again, bowing and begging: "This matter, Fujimoto, no, our pregnant team will definitely give you an explanation, and please raise your hand..."

"Under the mountain! Is this the place where you talk!"

Kitahara raised his voice and scolded: "Without all the members of the alliance, how arrogant is Huaizhi? Or is he still lucky enough to think that he can occupy the foundation left by Fujimoto!"

The foot of the mountain kept bowing, and the sweat fell on the ground drop by drop.

"It's true that Huaizhi will inherit the position of team leader. This is Mr. Fujimoto's last wish. In the past few days, we want to ask to see the five big brothers, but how..."

"You mean, this is the fault of the Big Five?" Beiyuan looked over coldly.

"It's definitely not the intention, it's just that..."

Yamashita hurriedly defended, but Kitahara waved his hand uninterestedly: "Enough, the alliance has decided to mediate the dispute between the Fujimoto group and the Tiger King group, this, it is enshrined in front of Fujimoto's spiritual seat."

With that, he took out a box from his pocket and threw it into his arms down the mountain.

When the box opened, there turned out to be a tail finger that had started to turn black with a rubber band tied at the end.

Yamashita's hands trembled and raised his head, unbelievable: "What, what does this mean?"

"This is the sincerity of the Tiger King team. As it is said that the enemy should be settled and not be settled, since Mrs. Fujimoto is willing to raise her hands high, forgive the child Arisaka for his unintentional mistakes, and resolve this period of grievances, then the alliance is also happy to see it. This is also regarded as Xiang Fujimoto. Apologize for the group chat."

"This this……"

Yamashita held the box in his hand and looked at Kitahara in amazement, as well as Mrs. Fujimoto whose eyes were dodging behind him. Her face was suddenly blue and red, her lips trembled, and she was speechless.

"What's the matter?" Kitahara asked coldly: "You Fujimoto team, don't you want to accept the judgment of the Big Five? Or do you have other opinions?"

The mountain gritted his teeth, did not speak, stood still and did not move.

The hands holding the box trembled, unwilling to accept it.

Once the tail finger is placed in front of Fujimoto's spiritual position, I am afraid there will be no more revenge...

"I also chopped my fingers, it's not good, it's too cruel... I really want to express my condolences, bringing a pig's head is better than this."

The young man under the umbrella outside the door sighed helplessly, with rain dripping on the hem of his coat, stepping into the mourning hall with two plastic bags in his hand.

When he raised his head and smiled, his smile was handsome and evil, and the horns on his forehead were bent, like the fascinating demons in Ukiyo-e.

"Thank you, Yamashita, take this for me."

Putting the plastic bag in his hand into his arms at the foot of the mountain, the visitor sighed, “As the capital is so big, it is really difficult to find a place to buy the tribute. Help me put it in the hall.

As for the fingers, forget it..."

He tossed the box, ignored Beiyuan's ugly expression, and threw it outside the mourning hall: "It's too shabby to follow the fingers, right? Didn't the five big brothers send some virgins?"

"Insolent!"

Beiyuan was furious, his face was blue, and he could detect the respectful attitude of the people around him, and immediately realized the identity of the person who came, his eyes changed, and he quickly became gloomy: "Are you going to reject the mediation of the Big Five?"

"Ah this..."

Huai Shi froze for a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then scratched her head blankly: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Beside, the mountain holding the plastic bag suddenly exclaimed, and his hands shook, and two **** and round objects fell out of the plastic bag.

In the silence, two heads fell to the ground with a low voice.

They were rolling mischievously, showing the last remaining horror and despair on their faces.

Just as everyone stared in astonishment, the belated person took off his wet coat, revealing the naked upper body, hideous tattoos, criss-cross wounds and bloodstains...

Between gunshot wounds, knife wounds and burns, the evil spirit with the bronze bell on his back grinned, and from his back spine showed a grinning smile toward the world.

Huai Shi sighed, and shrugged helplessly: "After all, the Tiger King group is gone..."

Bayi Chinese Website Mobile Version Reading URL: m.81zw.us