Chapter 109: Tell you not to do anything

Author: Tai Chi Hand

Chapter 109: Tell you not to do anything

"Brother Dongguan, do you feel uncomfortable in your waist? Do you want to see a doctor?"

He was blowing water to observe his words and expressions. Seeing Du Sheng rubbing his waist from time to time, he asked happily.

Bang!

Well, I flattered the wrong way, and I got a slap on the back of my head like Scar.

"What a doctor to see if you are so numb to your legs?"

Du Sheng was not angry. He couldn't say that he was careless last night and was attacked by sneak attack?

Zhang Dandan went out on the way today, and now she was holding Du Sheng's arm and pursing her lips and smiling.

"My sister-in-law is radiant today, and she is even more beautiful and charming."

Hapichen saw something and changed to a flatterer.

Zhang Dandan covered her mouth and smiled, and her mood became more pleasant.

Before parting, she helped Du Sheng sort out her suit and reminded her:

"Since today I'm going to mourn the sacrifice, I need to dress more carefully."

Although Zhang Dandan didn't know much about funerals, she heard the little guy in the store yesterday and learned about it. She said that at least she had to wear a blue suit.

"It's very particular!"

Du Sheng looked at the British-style suit on her body a little uncomfortable.

This was bought by Zhang Dandan and Attong on shopping. It is said to be handmade and customized by Yidali, the favorite among Chinese people.

Most women were fooled, thinking that fortunately they were not valuable, nor were they frauds, otherwise they would have to argue with the store owner.

It's just that this color is light blue and weird.

If it is a little lighter, it will turn green.

"Do you come back to have a meal in the evening? Do you want to cook your meal?"

"Have you learned bad things from Attong? You're just indirect?"

Du Sheng looked at her speechlessly.

Zhang Dandan smiled and handed over a box of things:

"By the way, I bought it for you."

"What's this?"

Du Sheng took it and opened it and saw the authentic Liuwei Dihuang Pills in Hong Kong!

"Damn, I'm going to pay my respects. You asked me to bring the medicine?

And, do I need this kind of thing?”

He was shocked and had a black question mark on his face.

Well, I won’t go anywhere tonight. I must go back and curse these two fairies hard, otherwise my husband will be in a bad state!

A moment later, accompanied by Hapi Chen and others who wanted to laugh but didn't dare, Du Sheng took the medicine into the car with a look of doubting himself.

How did it become like this?

Where did that lovely little fool in the past go?

The funeral of the madman was arranged at the most famous Immortal Funeral Home in Hong Kong.

Of course, in order not to give people the feeling of being favored by one and the other, Hua Biao also came in.

According to Du Sheng's guess, the reason why Liangkun spent a lot of money to choose the Wanguo Funeral Home was not only considering the identity of a madman, but it was located in Hung Hom, Kowloon, which was convenient for major private friends to pay their respects.

In addition, since the 1960s, most people in the martial arts world hold funerals here, which has almost become the default rule of the police.

This morning, the Wanguo Funeral Home was conquered by Liang Kun.

In addition to the funeral of Madman and Hua Biao, other funerals that were originally scheduled to be held this morning can only be postponed or changed.

Even if the family members of the deceased are dissatisfied, they will choose the white package to pay when they receive a white package with their left hand and a blade with their right hand.

At 9:30, the Wanguo Funeral Home opened to welcome guests.

More than a hundred young men from Mongkok, dressed in white shirts and black pants, and gauze wrapped around their arms, had been there to maintain order.

Qingzhu stood silently in front of the hall. As a madman's confidant, his sister was once a madman's girlfriend. In addition to thanking the family, he also had to express his gratitude to those who came to pay their respects.

Previously, with Changle's overturn overnight, the story of Dongguanzi's fight against one and three has long been spread throughout the world. It also defeated the team's team to use the backdoor to plant a flag and compete for territory with Dongxing.

At the funeral of the madman today, no matter what the friendship is, some people with ideas will come to recognize this up-and-coming Hongxing and chat with Liang Kun.

These people who are in the world have one foot on the coffin and the other on the edge of the prison. It is necessary to reduce conflicts and meet.

Dongguanzi is becoming more and more famous during this period. Many people have never seen him and are curious if he has three heads and six arms.

Some small clubs have arrived at the venue, but they are quite tacitly parked next to each other and are not in a hurry to enter.

Because according to the rules of the world, the first person to pay mourning is often the same master.

If you take the lead in this situation, you will be considered intentional offense in addition to not knowing what is said.

Liangkun's car did not drive to the funeral home, but stopped at the street crossing filled with paper.

At this moment, Liang Kun changed his cynicism and did not pick his crotch while walking, but walked into the mourning hall without expression.

Jiang Tiansheng just sent a representative here. Liang Kun was the biggest here. He was the first to pay his respects to mourn, and no one would blame him for anything.

When Du Sheng, Tianshou, Yao Wentai, Chen Weiting and others followed him into the mourning hall, the singer said loudly:

"The Confucius Mansion was polite to the funeral!"

Everyone came to the madman's portrait and saluted. Xiaofeng knelt on the ground and cried and thanked him.

With Liang Kun here, no one else needs to come forward to give a gift.

Liang Kun was silent for a moment and said:

"Dongguanzi is handed over to you the madman's relics, and everything is sad."

"A madman works hard for me all his life, and his business is a social matter. If you encounter any problems in the future, you can come to the hall to find me."

After Liangkun, Du Sheng and the others burned incense in turn, they received Jiyi, and the condolences were truly over.

Next, other people with the word "六" also entered the market one by one.

Most of them are small-character people or attending restaurants, including Hongxing Dinosaur, Fatty Lao Li, Bucky and other hall masters. Even if they can't get there, they will be sent to get a copy of Jiyi.

"The Confucius Mansion is a funeral, and the eighteen people in Dongxing Society are courtesy!"

At this time, the voice of the ceremonial officer suddenly sounded, causing everyone around to look at the faces!

Hong Xing and Dongxing are not in harmony, and everyone knows that Yang Kun is unlikely to invite each other.

Now that Dongxing Club is uninvited, who would believe that this is coming to pay tribute with sincerity?

As the founder of the main founder, Qingzhu walked out of the ceremony hall with a gloomy face and gritted her teeth and said:

"Brother Dami, today my boss is in a funeral. I advise you not to do anything."

"What? It's not welcome to eat the water mat?"

The bald man looked rough and swept around and waved to his back with contempt.

Sure enough, a wreath was sent, but it was hard to see sincerity in that color and withering look.

"Go away! I've brought all the wreaths, so I won't let you in?"

The small community members who watched the fun and did not bother to watch the big news happily watched the tense development. I felt that there were topics to brag about when I went back this time.

Du Sheng and others followed Liang Kun out, and saw Dami holding a cigar in her mouth, and was about to push Qingzhu away and enter the mourning hall.

"Da Mi, are you trying to make trouble?"

Liangkun's eyes were gloomy and he didn't say anything. Yao Wentai, who was beside him, pointed at Dami and cursed.

"Is it not sincere enough to bring all the wreaths?"

He glanced at him with a big squint, and then gave someone a kitchen knife, and said with a squint:

"Then add another sacrifice. Brother Madman is good at cutting his ears with a knife. I'm worried that he has no tools to use underneath, so he has a good intention."

"Are you so angry, looking for death!"

"Dongxing Dog is not welcome here, get out!"

Everyone was furious. If they still couldn't see that the other party was humiliating, they would be blind.

During the funeral, no one gave him a knife.

‘Send knife and cut, and your heart is not good’, this is a well-known truth.
To be continued...