You are a celebrity, and every time the police are out, you are there?

In broad daylight

, Lang Lang Qiankun

, Uncle Huang made such a show, and

naturally no one spoke at the scene of the funeral.

Even Zhang Dong, the captain of the Weeping Mourning Brigade, was shocked!

I began to wonder if the Gou system opened too big this time, and

crying a mourning directly brought the deceased back to the soul!

If that's the case!

Zhang Dong was immediately energetic!

If you want to cry for a while, can you have a super double?

Add money!

Must add money!

This is a great event!

But Uncle Huang's nine good children don't think so!

When they were doing funerals for their own father just now, Zhang Dong always felt that they were strange

, although they looked quite serious on their faces, they always gave Zhang Dong a feeling of inexplicable joy in their hearts.

Now their own father was led by Zhang Dong to be very entertaining and crying and mourning boy group is crying and additional coffin carrying service

, directly crying back

to the soul, but they began to turn pale one by one, sweating like rain, straight up and kneeling, the expression on their faces was like a dead father.

Wrong!

Something is very wrong!

A sense of foreboding rose in Zhang Dong's heart!

So in order to prevent trouble, anyway, his part-time side job crying task today has been completed over the quota

, whether to eat or not, whether to sit at the table of the young woman

, it does not matter

, first settle the crying and mourning expenses, and talk about it after work!

It's a big deal to wait for the next time Uncle Huang does a funeral, just eat more when he comes to cry again.

Zhang Dong naturally wouldn't think that Uncle Huang had cheated the corpse,

just kidding.

Is it good that people jump out of the coffin and have a shadow!

A proper big living person.

So he no longer hesitated, directly picked up the mourning stick in his hand

, trotted

to Uncle Huang, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Uncle Huang for successfully coming out of the coffin, ascending the coffin to make a fortune, and taking the red envelope... Ah no, let's settle the weeping fee..." "

Your kid is the leader of the crying mourning team this time, right? Crying is very good, very imposing, although the throat is like a broken gong, it is difficult to hear tightly, and the dead people shake their heads when they hear it, but it is just right to cry and mourn!

Before Zhang Dong finished settling the account, he was interrupted by Uncle Huang waving his hand,

"What are you looking at me like this?" Am I wrong? Anyway, you don't mix with that smelly pit in the entertainment industry, don't go to acting and singing or something, what is the use of singing so well? Let's continue to feel at ease in the promising industry of your crying. Zhang

Dong: ???

No, Uncle Huang, how do you speak?

Or you better lie back, he Zhang Dong will give you another fifteen minutes of crying for free.

What is that smelly pit in the entertainment industry?

His main business is a star! Celebrities, you know!

But Uncle Huang didn't give Zhang Dong a chance to speak

, he jumped directly in front of Zhang Dong and said with a smile

, "Young man, my leg is tied very uncomfortably, can you help me untie it first, and when I finish dealing with the family affairs, let's talk about the cost of crying and carrying the coffin?"

The ancients said well, the dead are great!

Although Uncle Huang was alive, Zhang Dong nodded, took out the eternal scissors directly from his backpack, and directly

squatted down to "click" and cut the rope tied to Uncle Huang's feet.

Then he watched Uncle Huang take his mourning stick in his hand, and

walked towards his nine big children who were shivering on the ground.

Then without saying anything

, he raised Zhang Dong's mourning stick, and whipped his nine sons with a split head and a face.

The muffled sound of "bang bang" made

Zhang Dong's face twitch when he heard it,

good guy!

The mourning stick he carries with him is not an ordinary mourning stick, but a special all-metal telescopic rod

, this thing smashes on the brain door, as long as the position is right, it is a pit smashed

, is his mad dog boxing master brother Zhang Dong walking the latest secret weapon, because you look at it like a plain crying stick, in fact, he is a hard and fierce dog beating stick!

Uncle Huang scolded while hitting

, "Grandma has a leg, you unfilial sons, people say that tiger poison does not eat children, but what about you?" Filial piety! Even his own father dared to murder! "

Snap!"

"What's the matter? You still want to play Kowloon Raiders, right? But does Lao Tzu have the throne for you to inherit? Lao Tzu's surname is Huang, not the emperor! "

Bang bang!"

"I thought that you were just like the average second generation, at most a little stupid, a little bit of wine and rice bags, but I didn't expect you to be stupid and bad, so anxious to divide the family property, you can't even wait for your father and me to die, right?"

"Snap!"

"Who gave your dog gall? Dare to drug me, and then the funeral is done, directly pulled to the cremation, burned a hundred, right? I have only heard of infighting among wealthy people, and the most ruthless thing is to send their own father to a mental hospital, saying that he is a neurotic, and then locked up until death! But you crazy rebels! You actually want to burn your dad alive? What kind of animal inferiority is this?

At this time, the sixth son who had come into contact with Uncle Qin at the beginning covered his bloody head while

retorting with a grievance on his face,

"Dad! I was wronged, I also said at that time that I would send you to the psychiatric ward of Qingshan Private Hospital, and you can't do this kind of father-killing thing, but these bastards didn't listen at all, saying that Qingshan Private Hospital has long been uprooted by an anchor called What Tea Drinking Tianzun, and even their dean was doused with urine, so I can't help it!

Zhang Dongyi listened: ???

I, Nima,

how can this also be related to him?

You guys are really damned!

There is also Zhang Dong finally deeply understood what is called a real business war and a grudge between the giants.

False business wars and wealthy grudges are all played out in the kind of TV series and movies, all of them are sophisticated and calculating

, a bad stomach, a brain full of grandchildren's art of war, intrigues and tricks emerge endlessly

, soldiers will block the water to cover the soil, you come and go is not thrilling!

I can't wait for a business war or a wealthy grudge to shoot 108 episodes!

But what is the real business war and the grudge between the giants?

Simple and rude four words can be summed up!

It's not with a group of strong men directly breaking into the company to grab the official seal!

It was met in the elevator, and he directly took out the hammer and smashed the other party's brain door.

There are also direct poisoning of partners or bosses.

Those who sent someone undercover to a rival company to water their fortune tree with boiling water.

Or it's the kind of old man mentioned above who gets in the way, can't wait

, just bundle it up and send it to the psychiatric hospital, you should take medicine and medicine, you should get injections, anyway, don't come out.

Or like these nine, more ruthless and blacker, directly give their own father medicine into the coffin, and then start to do funerals, the main thing is a filial piety out of strength! Filial piety to your father!

Sure enough, real life is more bloody and outrageous!

No wonder art always comes from life.

Just when Zhang Dong was using his toes to clasp the soil, his mind flew and he thought about the east, he

suddenly heard a familiar siren sound in the distance...

So he jumped directly to his feet and cursed,

"Hold the grass!" Which donkey day secretly called the police again?

Then he saw Uncle Huang carrying a blood-stained mourning stick

, turned his head and smiled

, "I'm sorry, young man, it's my donkey day reporter, just now when your group of people cried and swayed to carry the coffin, I was directly shaken and vomited in the coffin, and then woke up

, at that time I first sent a circle of friends, and then called a police, do you have any opinions?"

Zhang Dong suddenly looked righteous and said righteously:

"Uncle Huang, I mean a beautiful job!"

"Well reported! Wonderful report! The croak of the newspaper!

"How do you know that I, Zhang Dong, usually love to drink tea from the police station!"

"Drink other tea cough!"

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