Three days later.
Dawei, Lin Manor.
Today was the day of Lin Bumei's funeral.
Lin Bumei was forty-three years old this year. She had been in the club for nearly thirty years and was a veteran of Hongxing. She also made many friends.
For this funeral, not only were the 12 leaders of Hongxing present, the leader Jiang Tiansheng was also there to send them off. The other clubs also sent people over.
Dongxing, which was controlled by Camel, 13K, which was led by Shang Zai, Sanhe Association, which was controlled by Ni Kun, and even He Lian Sheng had sent their best.
All the martial artists present knew that Lin Bumei's death was caused by He Lian Sheng, but they pretended not to know.
"Bow!"
"Second bow!"
"Three bows!"
"Family thanks!"
Chen Yao, who was the emcee, shouted loudly beside the memorial tablet.
Before all the guests had finished bowing and offering incense, the crow from Dongxing found Jing Kun and said loudly,
"Brother Lin was so mighty and domineering when he was young. He forcefully went to Old Dragon City to plant the flag. These few years, he played with women and his body became weak.”
"F * ck you, Crow! You're full of shit!" Standing beside Jing Kun, the pig head pointed at Crow and cursed.
Dongxing Camel hurriedly went to pull Crow and scolded,""You have a jinx. It's better to die than to rest. Brother Lin didn't offend you when he was alive.”
At this moment, Jing Kun walked over and pulled his collar at the pig head. He said slowly,"Pig-headed Feng, don't be rude. You have no right to speak here.”
"F * ck you, Jingkun.”The pig-headed man had a bad temper. He grabbed Jing Kun's hand and prepared to fight.
At this time, Jiang Tiansheng, who was sitting at the side, could not stand it anymore and shouted sternly,"Stop, all of you! Today is the day of Brother Lin's funeral.”
Hearing Jiang Tiansheng's words, the pig-headed man let go of his hand, but Jing Kun didn't listen to Jiang Tiansheng. Instead, he tried to grab the pig-headed man's throat.
At that moment, a hand quickly stabbed in. With a slap, Jing Kun immediately fell.
Yong Wang had already appeared with a dark face. He hadn't arrived just now.
"You can do it, you can do it. Let's go." When Jing Kun got up, he saw Wang Yong glaring at him like a god.
Jing Kun knew that he couldn't afford to offend her. After he got up, he patted the dust off and didn't even wipe the nosebleed on his face.
"Mr. Jiang, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Brother Yong, right? Today is the day of Brother Lin's funeral. We'll settle our scores slowly in the future.”
After saying that, Jing Kun took out a handkerchief to wipe the nosebleed on his face and walked out of the door.
"Interesting, interesting. The atmosphere in your Hongxing gang is usually very harmonious!”
Crow walked over and said to Yong Wang.
"F * ck you, get lost. You're not welcome here!" The golden-toothed chicken angrily pointed at the crow and cursed.
The crow walked towards the golden toothed chicken cynically, only stopping when their faces were about to touch.
As the boss of Dong Xing, Camel couldn't keep his face any longer when Crow was being so unreasonable. He walked out and scolded angrily,"Crow, go back. Don't embarrass your father here.”
Hearing Camel's words, Crow restrained herself and took a few steps back.
Then, he walked to Lin Bumei's photo and said in a strange tone,"
"Old Lin, I've long advised you not to play too much with women. Sooner or later, you'll be played by women.”
Just as Wang Yong was about to walk over, Jiang Tiansheng signaled with his eyes for him to endure for the time being.
Wang Yong thought about it and agreed. Crow and Jing Kun were doing this on purpose to create chaos and shame Hongxing's reputation.
Yong Wang, who had watched countless movies, knew that Jing Kun wanted to replace Jiang Tiansheng's position in the club. Crow did the same.
They only wanted to show off in front of the other sect leaders and increase their status in the sect by switching from export to domestic sales.
At this moment, the Lin Mansion was surrounded by people. Most of them were reporters and police officers. There were also many Xiangjiang citizens who were here to watch the show.
After Lin Bumei's death, the crime squad's officers had already placed a 24-hour surveillance on Dawei Lin Mansion to prevent large-scale conflicts between the underworld.
Reporters with sharp noses were expecting explosive news. The competition between media in Xiangjiang City was very fierce. It was not news that a dog bit a person or a man bit a dog.
The underworld news was the hottest. If it was broadcast live, it was likely to become a hit. This was also a shortcut for a small newspaper to turn into a big newspaper.
"F * ck, get lost. You can't take photos here.”
The henchmen at the entrance of the Lin Manor berated the reporters.
"Hey, big brother! This was the main street! Why can't I take photos in public? Do you know anything about the law?" The reporters protested to the lackeys.
"That's right, that's right. We didn't go in to take photos. It's a public place outside. We're reporters who specialize in this.”Other reporters echoed.
"F * ck, so what if you're a reporter? If you keep talking, I'll kill your entire family!”
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