Assassin Landlord & Beauty Tenants

The first thousand three hundred and fifty-six chapters of the scenery

"Iron column, you are fine." Su Yanni walked a few steps forward, standing in front of Zhao Tiezhu, asked with concern.

"Nothing." Zhao Tiezhu snorted slightly, and said it was a smile, then said, "You are considered to be the relatives of the iron hand, the relatives of the iron hand, we can not find."

"Well, yes!" Su Yanni nodded and took the girls to the iron hand and his wife's coffin.

Zhao Tiezhu said to Fan Jian, "Well, the ceremony can begin."

Fan Jian nodded and went on.

Not long after, the sorrow sounded.

Then there was a middle-aged man wearing a robes of the celestial temper who came up from time to time and read some words that Zhao Tiezhu could not understand.

Doing public morals is a very serious and heavy thing, so I won’t say much here.

After the completion of the ethics, it has already passed three or four hours. The blood soul hall in front of the mourning hall is gathering more and more, because the gang of blood soul hall is radiating to the whole fj, so even if it is Zhao Tiezhu himself, I don’t know. There are a lot of helpers in the Blood Soul Hall, and the only iron hand that may be very clear is now lying in the coffin.

In the four hours or so, the Blood Soul Hall outside the mourning hall has grown from more than a thousand to the number of people who are now about 3,000. The people here are wearing uniform black suits. There are white cloths tied to the arms, some people have umbrellas, and some people are directly lined up with rain. Because there are too many people, the people who come behind can't even see the front hall.

The rain is getting heavier.

"Iron...Iron column brother." Thirteen sobbing, standing next to Zhao Tiezhu.

"Thirteen, don't cry." Zhao Tiezhu whispered, "Man, can't cry."

"Iron column brother, thirteen asks you for one thing." Thirteen wiped away the tears in his eyes and said, "Thirteen want to go to zj with the iron pillar brother, although... although the thirteen helpless iron column brother, But... but thirteen must go!"

"Well, you go together." Zhao Tiezhu nodded and said, "You are the earliest person with the iron hand, the iron hand of the enemy, you can go with us to report."

"Thank you for the iron column." Thirteen sobbed and thanked.

After the completion of the public morality, the relatives and friends came to see the last side, Su Yanni and others as relatives of the iron hand, naturally stand in the position of the host to receive people.

The first one to go forward is naturally Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu put a bunch of white flowers in front of the iron hand's coffin, and then put the iron hand's ring on the coffin, and said, "Iron brother, you are going too fast, sorry that you can't go with you again. Drinking wine once, life is only a few decades, you can go down one step at a time, it may be a bit lonely, but it doesn't matter, every year I will burn a few beautiful women to you, so that you will not be lonely!" Zhao Tiezhu said, paused, then immediately Shake his head and say, "Forgot the scorpion is still with you, huh, huh, Yin Long, I will take care of you, you can rest assured, you and the iron brother are waiting underneath, not long after, those who have harmed you People will go down with you."

After that, Zhao Tiezhu went to the side of Su Yanni and said, "I am the brother of the iron hand, and I am half a relative."

"Yeah." Su Yanni reached out and held Zhao Tiezhu's hand and said, "We are all relatives of the iron hand."

After Zhao Tiezhu came up, he was alone, and the side of the solitary emperor was followed by a beggar. At this time, the embarrassment had disappeared from the past, and replaced by a solemn and sad. "

"Iron hand, if you don't say much, in the next life, everyone is still a brother." After the Solitary Emperor finished, he placed the flower on his hand on the coffin of the iron hand, and he put a bunch of flowers on it.

Next, it is heaven, blasphemy, quit, eight fingers, Fan Jian.

Then, it’s thirteen of these people, and then, a group of ordinary blood souls help the public.

After more than an hour, basically the people who came to see the last side of the iron hand, have come to see, and some people in the upper class of fj have also expressed their mourning.

The director of the fj city bureau did not come, but the director Wang came.

"The provincial party said that, as low as possible." Secretary Wang whispered after sending his own flowers.

Zhao Tiezhu’s face flashed a violent temper. “Since Zhao Tizhu’s brother has left, he has to go with the wind and the wind.”

“Hey.” Director Wang sighed and didn’t talk any more, but walked outside the crowd and told his men to wait and see if there was anything to close his eyes.

This is a big deal. Naturally, some news media have followed. Under the inspiration of Zhao Tiezhu, only Lin Lei’s people have the opportunity to enter the scene, while other news media are all blocked. Who dares to say a few words or a few words, the grief of the soul of the soul to help the public, do not mind let them experience what is pain.

"Festival." Lin Lei whispered to Zhao Tiezhu.

"Well, I know." Zhao Tiezhu nodded and said, "What should I shoot should not be shot, you know it yourself."

"Well, understand." Lin Lei nodded and said that he understood.

"I want you to make a live broadcast. I want to let everyone in the whole world see that my brother Zhao Tiezhu, even if he is gone, can go many times more than others." Zhao Tiezhu said with a wink.

"This... I want to apply like in the station." Lin Lei hesitated and said.

"I have already spoken to the people on the TV station." Socrata’s voice came from the side, and today’s Socrata’s rare one did not carry the little hat.

"That's good." Lin Lei said, "Is there a live broadcast signal car?"

"It’s already out, and the helicopters in your province have already come out.” Sogra said, “You can just report it, you can.”

"Is the helicopter coming out?" Lin Lei’s face changed slightly, then nodded solemnly and said, "I know."

"Thank you." Zhao Tiezhu looked at Socrata and said.

"My brother, don't say those." Sogra shook her head and put a bunch of flowers next to the iron hand's coffin, saying, "Iron brother, I am Xiaosu, let's drink wine, wait for me someday. Go on, drink together."

After Socrata, there were a few more people, including big gangs to mourn, and green gangs. Even the northeast Wang Zhao baby sent people to come, and Zhao Tiezhu thanked everyone as a relative.

Wait until around 5 pm, the thing on the side of the mourning hall is basically over. Next, it is naturally buried, and the custom of fj is cremation. Naturally, the car carrying the iron hand and his wife’s coffin slowly sails. The crematorium on the other side of fj.

The front of the hearse is a row of black Audi, and behind the hearse, followed by Zhao Tiezhu and others sitting in Bentley, behind Zhao Tiezhu, is also black Audi.

Long traffic, driving on the viaduct, fj traffic police, after getting some people's instructions, specially slammed a road leading to the crematorium.