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Chapter 520 Mourning Hall

The death of Jiang Tiansheng was a big event for Hongxing, and it was also full of shock for the entire Hong Kong community.

Especially after Jiang Tiansheng's body was brought back, even the police were affected. More police began to take to the streets to maintain law and order. There were also many police officers who drove their cars and parked outside major venues in Hongxing every day to guard.

Not only Hongxing, but all associations were also told not to mess around.

On the day when Jiang Tiansheng's funeral was held, Huang Bingyao was so angry that he banged the table in his office, as if he was very angry but there was something he could do. To put it simply, he was incompetent and furious.

Zhou Yu sat in Huang Bingyao's office and shook his head helplessly: "No matter how loud you bang the table, it's useless, right? Why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry at all." Huang Bingyao took a deep breath, and then said angrily: "How can I not be angry! A society leader was killed, and the police had to send people to help him maintain order and help him seal the road.

,Why, why!”

Zhou Yu curled his lips: "Then you don't have to arrange anyone."

"The streets are full of black suits, black bodies, and black coats. People who don't understand it think it's the funeral of the Hong Kong Governor! What qualifications does he have!"

"What's the use of telling me this?" Zhou Yu looked at Huang Bingyao, shook his head and stood up: "It's okay, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute, handsome." Huang Bingyao's expression suddenly changed, and he said kindly: "Remember to come here in the afternoon, the big guys' tea party will be boring if you don't come and talk about stocks. Whether you can be promoted to superintendent depends on this.

.”

"knew."

Zhou Yu smiled helplessly and waved his hands and left. As soon as he came out, he saw Wei Dingbang, Kuang Zhili and Huang Zhicheng waiting for him outside.

Huang Zhicheng pointed inside: "The boss is angry?"

Zhou Yu chuckled: "Are you not angry? When will the hearses of the underworld need the police to help guide them? I am so angry that I slap the table. Have everything been arranged?"

"It's all arranged."

Zhou Yu waved his hand: "Then let's go. I, the boss of Oji, will go and help them."

In addition to the people on duty, Secretary O from the headquarters drove dozens of cars one after another from the headquarters, all the way to the place where Chiang Kai-shek's funeral hall is located.

With such a convoy driving all the way, people along the way can't help but stop and take a look. The police car and police motorcycle leading the convoy indicate the identity of this convoy.

The drive all the way to the destination was smooth, and by the time the convoy stopped, countless people were already standing on the roadside.

Zhou Yu pushed the door and got out of the car. Bo Ge followed him and quickly took two steps forward to stand beside him. He glanced at Zhou Yu casually and saw that most of the people talking about Hong Xing had come outside, and they were clearly divided.

Standing on both sides.

On one side are the younger ones, such as Uncle Da's niece Cui Xiaoxiao and Chen Yao, and on the other side are the old fritters headed by Liang Kun.

Zhou Yu also saw many familiar faces not far away. It seemed that many large and small societies had sent people to express their condolences.

Hundreds of police officers stepped out of the car, and the atmosphere here suddenly became a little stiff, as if they were incompatible with each other, both sides were staring at each other.

Liangkun, who was still wearing a plaster and hanging his hands, suddenly his eyes lit up and he came over quickly: "Sir Zhou is here. Welcome. Please come in. Sir Zhou, despite his busy schedule, can still come and offer incense to Jiang Tiansheng.

He will definitely be very happy if he knows."

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand and tapped Liangkun: "I don't know whether he is happy or not. I can go down and ask after a hundred years, but what should you do? Don't make trouble. Otherwise, if I find a gun here, I will transfer the Flying Tigers."

Come here and treat all of you as terrorists, and don’t even want your 20 million bail money."

The smile on Liangkun's face froze, and he forced himself to show the kindest smile: "Sir Zhou, please."

Zhou Yu raised his hand and waved to indicate that the guys didn't have to follow him, and then walked up alone with Brother Bo.

Chen Yao also came over: "Sir Zhou, thank you for coming. I will tell the brothers not to make trouble. I also ask Sir Zhou to give face to the guys and let them leave. It is inconvenient to have so many police here today.

"

Zhou Yu said: "You can give face, but face is something you fight for and are mutual. There are so many people on the street, please disperse and don't make trouble. Jiang Tiansheng said that we can talk to each other. I'll go and give him a meal first."

Pillow of incense.”

Chen Yao also raised his hand: "Please."

Liangkun said on the side: "Ayao, why don't you hurry up and get someone ready for tea."

Chen Yao looked at Liang Kun and nodded without any hesitation: "Okay, brother Kun."

Zhou Yu entered the mourning hall, and it was full of people. Those who could sit and drink tea in it were considered to have some status in the world, which meant that these people all knew Zhou Yu.

When they came to the front of the mourning hall and put up a stick of incense, Liangkun and Chen Yao followed: "Sir Zhou, please come inside. It's inconvenient to have a mess outside."

Zhou Yu nodded and followed the two of them to the back room. As soon as he sat down, Zhou Yu said: "There are too many people on the street. Disperse as soon as possible. Is there any clue about who killed Jiang Tiansheng? I can tell the police."

Liangkun said bitterly: "No, I don't know who jumped out on the street to do such a thing. I even chopped off his hands when I caught him. But Sir Zhou, you know me, the one who killed Jiang Tiansheng."

It’s definitely not me. How can I have the money to hire a gunman and send him to the Netherlands?”

Chen Yao looked at Liangkun from the side, shook his head and said to Zhou Yu: "I'm sorry, Sir Zhou, we don't know what the situation is yet. I'm afraid there is nothing to tell the police."

Zhou Yu nodded lightly: "If you have any clues, you are welcome to tell the police. I don't care what the situation is now. I just want to tell you that there must be no chaos on the street. If there is chaos, it won't give me face, so I won't give it."

You save face."

Liangkun and Chen Yao nodded: "Thank you very much, Sir Zhou."

While a few people were talking, there suddenly started to be noisy outside, and Liangkun hurriedly walked out, leaving Chen Yao here to continue to accompany Zhou Yu.

Brother Bo also went out to take a look and then came back and whispered to Zhou Yu: "They are from Pulsatilla and Dongxing."

Zhou Yu stood up and looked at Chen Yao: "Let's go out and take a look."

When they came outside, an old man and a group of people were surrounded by another group of people. The two sides were tense and looked like they were about to start a fight at any time. Liangkun was still showing off his power and aggressiveness in front. I guess this guy was also angry.

, or maybe he was just pretending to make Zhou Yu laugh and say nothing while watching from behind.

When Chen Yao saw this situation, he quickly said sorry to Zhou Yu, walked up and started to smooth things over, and took the initiative to hand the steps to the people on both sides, which temporarily suppressed the conflict.

At this moment, Zhou Yu's phone suddenly rang. After picking up the phone and hearing the voice from the other side, Zhou Yu also raised his eyebrows and showed a meaningful smile. If you like movies and TV shows: New Experiences in Life, please collect them.
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