This anchor is legal but sick, so he wears it conspicuously

Chapter 67: High-end cemetery, underground CBD, and the back garden of life
"Brother Chen, we are not disrespecting you. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Did Brother Chen appear?"

"What's going on? Who said anything?"

There was a commotion in the room, and everyone was so scared that they couldn't sleep.

"I've been around for so many years, and you guys secretly buried me like this?"

"I want a grand funeral like the one outside today."

After Su Haozhe finished speaking, he quickly rolled up and returned to the platform.

The people in the room opened the curtains and looked around, but saw no one.

"Brother Chen's soul is back?"

Although the bald man is Scar Chen's friend, he doesn't believe it.

"Call that Xiaoqiang over, he doesn't play this often."

Everyone pulled Xiaoqiang over.

"Brother Chen's soul is back, please kowtow to Brother Chen and admit your mistake."

The bald man held down Xiaoqiang and kowtowed three times.

Su Haozhe heard everything in his earphones, and when no one was paying attention, he hung upside down again.

"This little shrimp is nothing. Remember, whoever buries me secretly today will have no chance of living."

"Tomorrow, I want the most magnificent funeral, otherwise no one will be able to escape."

Su Haozhe's words were slightly vibrato, which made them sound even more terrifying.

"Brother Chen, I'm not going tonight."

The one who wanted to dig a hole immediately became intimidated and did not dare to do it.

"Something's wrong, do you believe in ghosts?"

The bald head looked at the others and asked a question from his soul.

No one believes in ghosts until they have encountered one.

But when encountering supernatural events, I get scared again.

"You usually pretend to be ghosts and scare people, isn't this the trick?"

Baldhead kicked Xiaoqiang directly.

"Let's put on a speaker first and then control it remotely to scare others."

Xiaoqiang had been beaten so hard that he was out of breath.

"First check to see if there is a speaker."

The bald man now became the temporary boss and began to take command.

Everyone searched around and found nothing.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem with the speakers now. There is a speaker but there is no Brother Chen's voice. This voice is obviously Brother Chen's."

Others are not thinking about it either.

Even if the speakers were put in, what happened to Brother Chen's voice?

"It seems you still don't believe me, hahahahaha~"

Su Haozhe ended with a series of terrifying laughter and jumped from another place.

The bald man opened the window and jumped out to take a look around.

Still nothing.

Are there really ghosts?

The bald man was shaken. This voice was very familiar to him. It belonged to Chen Daobao.

It can't be recorded in advance, right?

As for imitation.

Baldhead never thought about it.

First of all, you have to listen to a lot of Chen DaoScar's recordings, and you have to imitate them. You also have to know that Chen DaoScar is dead, and you have to know what they were talking about...

There are so many conditions required that it’s almost impossible.

Go back to the house.

"What do you think we should do? Have a funeral tomorrow?"

The bald man thought it was funny that a group of fugitives were holding a funeral, which seemed too long-lived.

"Forget it, let's see tomorrow."

A person replied.

click~
The lights in the room flickered for a moment, then went dark.

"I was wrong, Brother Chen, I'll do it for you."

The man quickly apologized.

click~
The lights came on again.

The bald man ran out immediately and saw that the electric switch on the outer wall was closed.

This place is very empty, and if someone is causing trouble, they will definitely not be able to escape.

"It's evil."

The bald man was a little convinced and returned to the house with his head wrinkled.

"Brother Chen really showed up. Let's think of a solution tomorrow. If not, we'll have to hold a funeral in the middle of the night."

The people inside were also afraid and planned to hold a funeral for Chen Daobao.

Su Haozhe waited for half an hour before he came out from behind the air conditioner and quietly returned to the tent.

——————Early the next morning.

Baldhead came to the funeral shop again.

"Boss, were you responsible for the funeral of the opera singer yesterday?"

After finishing speaking, the bald man looked at the door warily.

"Yes, this is our newly developed project, the themed funeral mode. Do you want it?"

Su Haozhe smiled, the fish was finally taking the bait.

"I want a grand funeral with a better cemetery. Can you recommend it?"

The bald man followed what Chen Daobao said and chose the most impressive one first.

"We have a very good cemetery here, with clear slab tombs from the north and south, a dark kitchen and a dark guard, and no light all year round."

"The location is quite good. It's adjacent to Huangquan Avenue on the left and Naihe Airport on the right. The road in the middle is even more amazing. It's the most prosperous commercial street in the cemetery."

Su Haozhe held up a billboard and began to introduce it.

"Don't say that, just say how much it costs."

The bald man was confused as he listened.

"It's not expensive, [-] per square meter."

Su Haozhe stretched out two fingers.

"You are just trying to steal money. Living things are not that expensive."

The bald man stretched out his arm, almost making a move.

They worked hard to defraud, but they didn't make as much money as Su Haozhe's frivolous words.

: "Su Shen is really a sales genius. He has a lot of words and they all rhyme."

: "These days, you can't live in a house if you're alive, and you can't live in a cemetery if you're dead. In one word: miserable."

: "It's better to die early, otherwise the cemetery will be even more popular."

: "Not necessarily. Can the house be built upwards and the cemetery dug downwards? If not, then we can rent it together."

: "What good will it do you if you laugh me to death in a shared cemetery?"

: "..."

Shadiao netizens laughed happily and did not feel that there was any danger.

"Sir, ours is a high-end cemetery, with wind and water, an underground CBD, and a backyard garden."

"It's only priced at RMB 2. It's worth keeping for a lifetime."

Su Haozhe continued to persuade.

"Eighteen and one water black. It looks like a gangster. It is absolutely solemn and solemn. How about it."

After Su Haozhe said this, the bald man became a little moved.

"In this way, I don't need a cemetery or a mourning hall. How about just a funeral service?"

Bald Xun thought that the cemetery was expensive, so it was better not to buy it.

"Just a funeral service is fine. What style do you want?"

Su Haozhe asked carefully.

"Will the underworld's farewell you just mentioned cause trouble?"

Baldhead was somewhat interested in this and felt that it would definitely meet Scar Chen's requirements.

"It won't be troublesome, but I have a police investigation package here, which will give you more face."

Su Haozhe mentioned another theme.

"Police escort?"

The bald man thought, "This is even better. This aura is full of energy."

Think carefully.

The boss of a fraud gang conducted a police investigation and escorted him to the cemetery.

Is there anything more honorable than this?
"That's absolutely true. It's our first launch and we can give you a discount."

Su Haozhe was also afraid of scaring away the bald man, so he quickly offered a discount.

"I have another request. Can you deliver it in the middle of the night? My deceased eldest brother is kind-hearted and doesn't want to disturb others."

It doesn't matter if you have a bald head or not, except that the time must not be daytime.

"It's okay at night, but the discount may not be available."

Su Haozhe discussed the details with Bald Head again.

"There is no need to discount, but the route must follow ours."

It's not that bad for a bald head, the main thing is safety.

At last.

The time was set at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Starting from the road, people will drive directly away when they arrive, and then they will be finished at the entrance of the cemetery.

"No problem, we have prop police cars here, all ready-made."

Su Haozhe agreed in one breath.

"Wai, uncle police? I need your help with something."

When Su Haozhe saw the bald man leaving, he called the police investigation bureau directly.

Just waiting for the show to take place tonight.

(End of this chapter)