The ultimate god of war in the city

"Big ...... Boss, who are you?" The

dead fat man surnamed Wang began to tremble in his legs and stomach, and looked back at Ling Feng's eyes, as if he had seen his dead old lady.

And Ling Feng didn't even look at him, and helped Uncle Bai to sit down.

Yang Fei took a step forward and kicked the fat man's ass.

The dead fat man flew out of the mourning hall directly, and his face rubbed out on the ground for a long time.

When he looked up, he saw that the bigwigs of the Han River had already walked in front of him.

The dead fat man hurriedly covered his head, curled up his body, and rolled into the lawn by the roadside like a donkey's dung and eggs.

"Ah, big guy, don't step on me, I'm just passing by......"

No one cares who this dead fat man who was kicked out is, and no one listens to the nonsense he says.

The old lady of the Jiang family was originally extremely arrogant and arrogant, but on this day, she was very low-key and followed the back of the crowd.

At the front of the crowd was Li Zhenggang, a politician, followed by Chu Jianghai and others.

"I'm a good girl, so many people won't all go for the boss inside, right? Oh my God, my old king has picked up a life!"

The dead fat man who was rolling in the grass suddenly felt a burst of joy and fear, and retreated

to the side

.

When Aunt Bai saw the scene in front of her, she trembled and exclaimed: "Why, how can there be so

many people?"

Uncle Bai, who was sitting on the side, was also shocked by the scene in front of him, this is not just a matter of many people, but these people are all people with status, status, and wealth!

Could it be that these people are all rushing to Ling Feng?

Tang Ru bit her lower lip and glanced back at Ling Feng, she knew best what these people were here for, and even more clearly why these people came here today.

However, this is Ling Feng's

power! The terrifying power that these people have to come!

And it was not only the people inside the mourning hall who were shocked, but the main road outside, and the collective appearance of these people immediately blocked the entire road.

All of a sudden, the number of onlookers around them climbed wildly.

As soon as those people got off the bus, there were already hundreds of people who gathered.

"I'll go, it seems to be Li Zhenggang! Who can make Li Zhenggang come? Is it the old lady of a certain bigwig in the city who died?"

", that's Sun Ming of the Blue Dragon Society!"

"Doesn't that mean that the black and white are gathered together today? What is the identity of the deceased here?"

"It's not just black and white, the one next to Sun Ming, yes, it's the guy who looks like Sun Ming has bad legs, he's Chu Jianghai! The president of the Hanjiang Chamber of Commerce! In our Han River, there are few people who are richer than him!"

"There are also the Jiang family, the Qin family, the Hu family, and the Chu family over there...... I'll go, what's going on in the Han River, why are all these big guys who can't be seen on weekdays all appear today!"

......

These voices of discussion almost swept the surrounding houses into the air.

And under these noisy sounds, everyone since Li Zhenggang all stayed in front of the mourning hall.

"I'm going, isn't it?!"

Why did they stay outside?" "Yes, it looks like it's going to rain this weather, do these people have to get drenched in the rain outside

?" "Tsk, aren't these people even qualified to enter the mourning hall?"

The sound of bombing the streets around them sounded again, but some people guessed correctly. These people really don't even have the qualifications to enter the mourning hall, so they can only line up outside, wearing linen and filial piety!

Everyone seems to be waiting for something.

And Li Zhenggang paused in front of the mourning hall, took a step, and wanted to walk in.

But as soon as his feet were raised, Ling Feng's cold voice stabbed out from inside like a sharp blade.

"Get out!"

Li Zhenggang's whole body trembled suddenly, and the feet he raised slowly fell again, and then he bowed down again and again, sweating profusely and moved to the side!

He was not invited, let alone forced by Ling Feng to come, this was his own initiative.

I thought that I hadn't offended Ling Feng, so I felt that with my own identity, it should be no problem to go in and go to the pillar incense.

However, how could he know that his style of duplicitous inaction was enough to offend

Ling Feng!

If this guy did something, how could Ling Yan's death happen? If he did something afterwards, why didn't he take the initiative to investigate the matter? Why did Ling Yan's body be lost

? When Ling

Feng was taking over the heroes of the Han River, where was this Li Zhenggang?

With such a large territory as the Han River, there are many places where he can speak.

But this guy kept his mouth shut and completely put on the posture of a spectator

! Based on these, if Li Zhenggang set foot in the mourning hall today, Ling Feng would make his blood splash on the spot!

Yang Fei glanced at the two rows of people standing respectfully outside, bowing to Ling Feng and reporting: "Tianzun, except for the forces behind those gentlemen last night, everyone has arrived!"

Hearing this, Ling Feng nodded expressionlessly.

And Aunt Bai on the side glanced at Uncle Bai, and said in amazement: "Lao Bai, listening to those voices outside, it seems that these are

big people!"

"Yes, Xiao Feng is really promising, so many big people come to send Xiao Yan, which also makes Xiao Yan and his wife have some comfort under Jiuquan." Uncle Bai said slowly.

And just after the voices of the two fell, Ling Feng's voice full of chill suddenly sounded.

"Kneel

!" "Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, two rows of people outside knelt down in unison.

The sound of knees hitting the ground made all the buildings around them tremble.

This kind of action really feels like an earthquake.

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned!

The sound that had been lively before was all gone at this moment.

There was a dead silence at the scene in an instant

! I didn't dare to believe that so many bigwigs from the Hanjiang River were kneeling down in unison

! And how could they understand how complicated the hearts of these people who knelt on the ground were!

All of them felt an indescribable humiliation!

In front of so many ordinary people, kneeling and bowing to a person living at the bottom of society, they have never been so cowardly in their lives.

This is also destined to be a shame for them for the rest of their lives!