The ultimate god of war in the city

Uncle Bai's voice fell, and he actually threw away the crutches in his hand and walked towards the inner hall step by step.

Aunt Bai was sad, supported Uncle Bai, and soon arrived in front of the coffin, the two of them on one side, as the identity of the elder's closest relatives, helped the spirit to move!

This is the local custom of the Han River, and Ling Yan has no other relatives, only Ling Feng has a brother, Ling Feng opened his arms, carried the two coffins and walked out.

Yang Fei and the others could only stand aside, and they couldn't interfere!

The coffin was moved out step by step, and finally placed in front of the spiritual seat in the lobby.

"Woo, Dad, Mom......"

Ling Xiaoran's sad cry came.

Ling Feng looked up and saw Tang Ru walking in with Ling Xiaoran in his arms.

She looked at Ling Feng, and then put Ling Xiaoran on the ground.

Ling Xiaoran immediately rushed to the coffin and began to cry!

Although she was still very young and didn't even know what death really meant, she knew that after today, she would never see her parents again.

Aunt Bai stopped Ling Xiaoran and cried sadly: "Alas, my poor baby!"

Ling Xiaoran had already cried silently, and even had signs of fainting.

Ling Feng sighed and looked back at Tang Ru.

He didn't blame Tang Ru for bringing Xiao Ran here, although this was very cruel to Xiao Ran, but today, she needed to be present.

"Tianzun, the mourning hall has been arranged! those people should be coming soon!" Yang Fei walked over and reported softly.

Ling Feng nodded, and was about to help Uncle Bai sit next to the spiritual seat, but he saw a black sedan outside brake sharply and stopped suddenly.

Then, a pot-bellied man got out of the car and closed the door scolding.

The man seemed to be worried that it would rain every day, so he rushed into the funeral home impatiently, glanced at it, locked on Ling Feng, and greeted: "You, you immediately let this lobby out, my wife is dead, I have found a few funeral homes and there is no place, this year is really fucking fucked, there is no place to put a dead person!"

Ling Feng heard this, and his face became cold.

This funeral parlor Ling Feng has already settled down, and this guy in front of him is saying that he has found a few places and has no

location, is this the location?

This clearly shows that Ling Feng is easy to bully because there are few people here!

If it is just like this, Ling Feng will treat the other party as a fart and will not care about anything with him.

But the dead fat man's sentence "What a fucking fuck these days, there's no place to put a dead man!" is too disrespectful to the dead.

Besides, it was still his biological mother who died, how could Ling Feng put up with him?

Before Ling Feng could speak, Yang Fei on the side stepped forward and wanted to drive this dead fat man out.

But when the dead fat man saw Ling Feng staring at him without speaking, he directly took out a few thousand yuan from his wallet and threw it at Ling Feng's feet with a disdainful expression.

"What kind of energy do you kid look at, Lao Tzu gave you money! Take out this money and build a good grave for the dead in your family!" "

What? It's not enough! You kid really took advantage of the fire to rob him!"

"Okay, my Lao Wang is not a person who picks the door, Lao Tzu is rich, come, give you 100,000! Hehe, this is a check, do you know how to exchange it?"

This dead fat man surnamed Wang became more and more arrogant the more he talked, and he also took out a check book for Ling Feng, and wrote a check for 100,000 yuan on the pen!

"Look for death!" Yang

Fei saw that this stupid man with a little money dared to humiliate Ling Feng like this, and that murderous aura rushed out directly.

At this moment, the momentum and coercion erupting from his body frightened the dead fat man a little confused.

And Yang Fei finally failed to kill the dead fat man surnamed Wang, but was intercepted by Ling Feng reaching out.

"Tianzun, damn ...... this fat man" "

This is the mourning hall of my eldest brother and sister-in-law, don't get dirty here."

Ling Feng's faint words suppressed Yang Fei's murderous aura.

And the dead fat man surnamed Wang also came back to his senses, took two steps back, and scolded Yang Fei.

"What the hell

are you doing, you still want to do something with Lao Tzu, do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

"Do you see the building on the corner of the street, it is Lao Tzu, there are hundreds of people living in it, and the rent to Lao Tzu every day is tens of thousands of yuan, you poor ...... "

Squeak ......

."

Before the dead fat man surnamed Wang finished showing off his wealth, there was a sudden sound of car tires rubbing against the ground outside.

And there is also the hum of some luxury car engines.

The dead fat man surnamed Wang was obviously very sensitive to these voices, and immediately looked back.

At first glance, I saw my car, and I was hit by a Rolls-Royce and flew out, and in an instant the dead fat man's face became miserable!

"Damn, driving a Rolls-Royce is awesome, dare to hit Lao Tzu's car......" The dead fat man shouted and was about to rush out.

But before he could rush out, a man came down from the Rolls-Royce, wearing a black tunic with a white flower on his chest, and it was a middle-aged man with a solemn face.

And this face is definitely not unfamiliar to the dead fat man, he often sees it in some media!

"Qin, Qin Zhiming, the head of the Qin family, is it true that his wife is also dead, and there is no funeral home to release the dead?" The dead fat man's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

Click

, click, click, ......

The doors of the rows of luxury cars opened, and the eyes of the dead fat man were not enough in an instant, and then his lips trembled, his tongue stammered, and his mouth was purring.

"This ...... This is the steel tycoon Wang Ping, lying in the trough, Zhou Yan, the big oil boss of the

Hanjiang River...... "Impossible, that's Hu Deqiang? He's a billionaire, how can he come to this kind of ......

?" "Sun Ming of the Qinglong Society!"

"Chu Jianghai, president of the Hanjiang Chamber of Commerce?"

"And Li Zhenggang, the No. 1 in that city, I'll go, Li Zhenggang is here, how is this possible!".

"Also, that's the old lady of the Jiang family?!"

......

As the dead fat man surnamed Wang kept muttering in his mouth, Yang Fei next to him calmed down the anger in his heart.

This dead fat man still has a bit of eyesight, so many people can even know each other!,

but Ling Feng looked at all the people in front of him with an indifferent face.

Few of these people came willingly.

However, today they must kneel here in linen and filial piety!

This is their only chance to forgive their sins and live!