The ultimate god of war in the city

"What?"

Ling Feng's face instantly turned cold, and even the temperature around him dropped sharply.

Brother Ling Yan is already dead, and there are still people who treat him like this, not even letting go of the corpse.

What are these people's intentions?

Yang Fei didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Ling Feng's expression that was so cold that he was almost about to kill, he knew that something was wrong!

"Prepare the car, the funeral home!"

Ling Feng said in a cold voice, and his voice made Yang Fei tremble.

Yang Fei didn't dare to slack off, didn't even dare to ask more, and immediately turned around and drove away.

The two soon came to the funeral home.

In the funeral home, all the staff were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

As soon as Ling Feng and the others walked into the funeral home, a gray old man wearing reading glasses greeted him and asked, "You are Mr. Ling

Feng, right?" "Say, what's going on?"

Ling Feng said coldly.

The curator was taken aback by the momentum on Ling Feng's body, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said helplessly:

"I don't know what's going on, your eldest brother's body disappeared out of thin air in our funeral home. I've already sent someone to look for him, and I've already called the police......"

Ling Feng didn't want to hear more from him, so he pushed him away and walked straight into the morgue.

In the crystal coffin in the morgue, the body of the eldest brother was gone, leaving only an empty crystal coffin.

Ling Feng frowned and walked along the coffin.

But with his insight, he didn't even find anything.

I can't say that the corpse really disappeared out of thin air.

Someone must have deliberately stolen Big Brother's body to cover up something.

Thinking of what Qin Xiao said before, there was someone else who murdered the eldest brother, and Ling Feng's eyebrows twisted together.

After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Yang Fei and said, "Go check the surveillance."

Yang Fei nodded, without any nonsense, and turned to leave.

At this time, the funeral director walked in and said apologetically: "Mr. Ling, I apologize to you on behalf of our funeral home, I'm sorry!"

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Ling Feng.

This kind of thing happened, and he, the curator, could not escape the blame.

Ling Feng didn't reply, nor did he say anything, but the cold momentum on his body made people shudder.

The curator knew that Ling Feng was dissatisfied, gritted his teeth, and said, "In order to express our apologies, Ms. Jiang's funeral expenses will be borne by our funeral home, and I ask Mr. Ling to forgive me." "

In this era, everyone's funeral expenses are terrifyingly high, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

And completely exempting a person's funeral expenses is also a very large compensation.

Ling Feng still ignored the curator, for him, retrieving his eldest brother's body was the top priority.

As for compensation,

hehe, how could King Zhenbei, one of the four great heavenly kings of Dahua, take this compensation in his eyes?

Even if the entire funeral parlor was compensated to him, he would not have the slightest heartbeat.

From the beginning to the end, he never asked for any compensation.

But he didn't speak, but some people couldn't help it.

"Why are you like this? Our curator has promised you such a good compensation, you don't know what to do. It

was a woman with heavy makeup who spoke, with a proud expression and a face full of disdain and anger.

"What did you say?"

Ling Feng's gaze swept over abruptly, looking at the woman coldly.

If he remembered correctly, this woman was a funeral director in the funeral home, named Xu Jie.

To put it bluntly, the funeral director is a waitress, and I don't know where she comes from to be arrogant.

As soon as Xu Jie felt Ling Feng's fierce gaze, she was suddenly startled, and she took two steps back. But as soon as she remembered Ling Feng's identity in the information, she suddenly felt that she couldn't hold her face.

After all, he was also a side descendant of the Xu family, a wealthy family in the Han River, and he was frightened by a poor ghost.

She immediately straightened her chest, took a step forward, and said with a vicious face: "What are you murdering? Aren't you just a dead person, if you lose it, you lose it, what's the big deal?"

As soon as the curator heard this, he suddenly chuckled in his heart, "It's not good, it's going to be bad!"

But before he could react, he only felt that the temperature in the morgue had dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant, as if he

had suddenly entered a polar ice cave.

Then he heard a thud, and an afterimage flashed in front of him.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the afterimage was moving, and when his gaze focused again, he found that Ling Feng had already arrived in front of Xu Jie, grabbed her throat with one hand, and lifted her up.

At this time, Ling Feng was like a demon rushing out of hell, exuding boundless evil aura all over his body.

Even though the curator has worked in the funeral parlor all his life, he has seen too many lives and deaths, and he has long been fearless, but at this moment, he was frightened by Ling Feng's appearance.

"Woo woo ......"

Xu Jie's face was flushed, feeling that she was about to suffocate, grabbing Ling Feng's wrists with both hands, and kicking her legs indiscriminately.

But her strength was like an ant in front of Ling Feng, and it didn't help at all.

Ling ...... Mr. Ling, if you have something to say, you have something to say, the child is not sensible, and she said something that should not be said, I apologize to you for her. The

curator said with sincere fear, for fear that Ling Feng would directly result in Xu Jie's life.

Because he felt a monstrous killing intent from Ling Feng's body.

Ling Feng glanced at the old curator coldly, he suddenly felt a bone-piercing chill pouring into his body from the top of his head, and he couldn't help but shiver, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back by him.

"Let it go...... Put...... Open me!" Xu

Jie slapped Ling Feng's arm weakly with both hands, feeling the breath of death approaching step by step, she was extremely frightened.

Ling Feng looked at her coldly, and after a long while, it was not until fear completely occupied her heart that she spit out two cold words.

"Apologize!" Xu

Jie didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Yes...... Right...... Don't be sorry!"

It was only then that Ling Feng let go of his big hand like an iron tong.

Xu Jie fell to the ground with a thud, and the intense pain came, but he didn't dare to squeak, gasping for breath.

He glanced at Ling Feng from time to time, his eyes full of fear.

"If you don't want to die, keep a vigil for my brother and sister-in-law for seven days and seven nights.

Ling Feng's cold, domineering, and unquestionable voice sounded again.

"I ......"

Xu Jie instinctively wanted to refute, but as soon as she saw Ling Feng's eyes, all the reliance in her heart instantly collapsed.

The man in front of her can really kill people!

So she could only endure her unwillingness and anger, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

Ling Feng couldn't see her inner thoughts, but he said indifferently: "No matter what means you have, even if you do it to me, as long as you can bear the consequences of angering me!"

Xu Jie heard this, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and could no longer have a trace of anger.

As soon as Ling Feng's words were finished, Yang Fei walked in.

"Tianzun ......"

Yang Fei was just about to continue, when he suddenly realized something and hurriedly changed his words.

"Big brother, I just went to check the surveillance, but the person in charge of managing the surveillance told me that the surveillance inside and outside the funeral home, even the surveillance of the nearby streets, was broken, and there was no image left today.

"The staff of the funeral home, I also interrogated them, and basically ruled out suspicions.

Ling Feng nodded, his eyebrows tightened.

He had actually guessed this situation a long time ago, and he just wanted Yang Fei to try his luck.

It seems that the other party has a lot of ability, and there are masters in charge.

However, this aroused Ling Feng's inner fighting spirit, if the other party was too weak, it would really not be interesting.

"Send the order down, call up all the surveillance footage within a radius of one kilometer and three days, and comprehensively investigate all suspicious characters!"

"Yes!"

"I have to stay in the Han River for a while, you send a telegram to those old guys to explain the reason." "

Yes

!" "Contact the relevant personnel, strengthen the security of the funeral home, and if such an incident happens again

, come to me!" "Yes!"

"Find me a new residence, it is inconvenient to stay in a hotel all the time." "

Yes!"

Ling Feng gave four orders to Yang Fei in one breath, and then without saying a word, he turned around and left the morgue.

Clean and neat, never muddy.

The old curator looked at Ling Feng's departing back, and couldn't help but set off a huge wave in his heart.

He has been the director of the funeral home all his life, and he has seen countless high-ranking officials and nobles, and capable people, but there is no one who can leave such a deep impression on him!