the knife of love

Chapter 79 Funeral, Uninvited Guest

Because of Chi Feng's special status, the funeral didn't invite too many irrelevant people, most of them were from Jiurongtai, but Su Hongzhi and Su Zhan actually came around noon...

One old and one young, both of them were wearing iron black suits, Su Hongzhi was leaning on a cane, followed by Su Zhan, they saluted Du Hong first.

"Mrs. Chi, my condolences and condolences."

Du Hong seemed to know Su Hongzhi, her eyes were red, and she replied: "Thank you, Lord Hong."

Su Hongzhi nodded in agreement, then glanced at Tong Tong who was kneeling beside Du Hong: "Is this Ling Qianjin?"

Du Hong snorted: "What daughter? It's a bastard born outside by Chi Feng and that little vixen."

"Sorry, I only know that Ah Feng has a daughter, and it's the first time I've seen her today." Su Hongzhi was always polite in front of others, but Du Hong didn't say much because of the occasion.

But the other people in Jiurongtai who were present could see it.

Everyone knows the identity of Su Hongzhi, the founder of Su Fan, the largest jeweler in China, but they don't know the relationship between him and Jiurongtai, let alone why the Su family father and son suddenly came to Chi Feng's funeral.

Of course, Su Hongzhi had his purpose in taking this trip.

He took Su Zhan to burn a stick of incense in front of Chi Feng's coffin. Looking back, there were two rows of people in black suits standing next to the coffin, with uniform badges pinned to their chests, with "Rong" engraved on them. Character.

This is the rule of Jiurongtai. People in the gang must wear the gang badge when attending formal occasions, but the leader of the man did not wear it. He only wore a well-tailored black shirt with half of his sleeves rolled up, and stood. Opposite Du Hong, he was tall and tall with a handsome complexion.

Although Su Hongzhi had never seen Guan Lue in person before, his face was too conspicuous in the mourning hall.

Su Hongzhi turned his head and glanced at Su Zhan, then walked towards Guan slightly.

"Mr. Guan..."

Guan raised his head slightly, with a slightly bewildered expression: "Master Hong?"

"Mr. Guan knows me?"

"Su Fan's Lord Hong, who in the whole Yunling would dare not know him."

"Haha...Mr. Guan's words are really funny." Su Hongzhi held the head of the crutch with both hands, smiled without itching, then turned around and looked around, "Jiurong Terrace is indeed very ostentatious, even the head of a dead district can do this Scenery."

Guan slightly snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Su Hongzhi paid attention to his expression, and found that this man always looked indifferent, with a sneer, evil eyes, but not stabbing, but giving people an unpredictable feeling.

Even when he suddenly appeared at Chi Feng's memorial service with Su Zhan, he didn't seem surprised at all, and he didn't show too much interest. This kind of "sense of neglect" and "sense of indifference" made Su Hongzhi inexplicably feel a little bit defeat.

This is also the first time he has dealt with Guan Lue, and he was a little powerless when he didn't expect the first battle.

Su Zhan couldn't get used to Guan Lue's ugly face.

"Hey, Guan Jiu, my dad gave you Jiurongtai great face to come to the funeral, what's your attitude!"

"Presumptuous, how can you talk to Mr. Guan!" Su Hongzhi yelled at Su Zhan, Su Zhan was not convinced, and wanted to say more, but Su Hongzhi turned around with his crutches.

"Guan Jiu is also what you, a junior, can call? Brother Jiu!"

"Dad, he..."

"Things without rules, call them Brother Nine!"

Su Zhan had no choice but to stare reluctantly: "Brother Ninth!"

Guan Jiu couldn't hold back, and finally laughed out, "Second Young Master Su, I dare not be that."

"Mr. Guan, don't worry, dogs don't know etiquette, I can't teach them!"

Since Su Hongzhi's overtures were so obvious, Guan Lue could no longer put on airs, he curled his lips and glanced at Su Zhan: "Master Hong is serious, I thank you for making a special trip for Uncle Chi."

"It should be. After all, Ah Feng also did a lot of things for me before he was alive. Although Su Fan has always been a clean businessman, in the past few years in Yunnan, you have also received a lot of care from Jiurongtai. Now that Ah Feng is gone, I hope we can return It is a pleasure to cooperate.”

Su Hongzhi's words were obviously testing Guan Lue.

Guan Lue rubbed his fingers slowly, glanced at the person on the portrait, and smiled: "Master Hong is polite, but what Uncle Chi did during his lifetime may not necessarily mean our Jiurongtai."

Su Hongzhi was taken aback for a moment, then stabilized: "Then Mr. Guan means...?"

Guan Lue still smiled, but didn't accept the move.

"It's normal for people to have a greedy heart, but our Jiurongtai also has its own rules!" He didn't refute Su Hongzhi directly, but just gave him an ambiguous answer.

Su Hongzhi's face obviously became a little ugly, but this was Chi Feng's memorial service, there were so many people, it was inconvenient for him to explain many things.

"Mr. Guan, the occasion is not right today. I have something to do, so I will leave first, but I hope to have a chance to sit down and have a good chat with Mr. Guan in the future."

Guan Lue also responded politely: "I will accompany you at any time."

The two shook hands.

Guan slightly turned his body slightly: "Send Master Hong and Second Young Master Su out!"

After Su Hongzhi and Su Zhan walked out of the mourning hall, Fan Qingyan, who had been standing not far away, approached him: "Brother Nine, what are you two doing here suddenly?"

"Come to test you!"

"..." Fan Qingyan was so frightened that he backed away without saying a word.

There were a lot of people on the first day of the memorial service, and the burial on the second day. In the morning, there was a farewell meeting for Chi Feng's body. Those who stayed were all important people in Jiurong Terrace, so there were relatively few people.

Guan Lue promised Tang Jingcheng to let her have a look. Before the memorial service, he called Yala himself and asked him to bring Tang Jingcheng to the mourning hall.

All vehicles entering and exiting the mourning hall that day must be equipped with a parking space card uniformly issued by Jiurongtai.

Yaba personally drove Tang Jingcheng there. He got the card in advance, but the two cars behind couldn't get in, so they had to park about one kilometer away from the mourning hall and wait for them.

In front of the mourning hall is a large parking lot, where dozens of black cars are neatly parked, and the mirrors of each car are tied with a uniform white cloth.

There was a checkpoint at the entrance of the mourning hall, and special personnel checked there. First, some people came up to check Yalao's funeral stickers and gang badges, and then others searched him.

Arms are not allowed to be carried on such occasions, and Yala knew this rule, so he left the gun in the closed house before going out.

It's just that when it was Tang Jingcheng's turn, the people who checked at the door were having a hard time.

To check or not to check?
One of them whispered in the ear of the other: "Why don't you check it out? According to what I heard just now, she belongs to Brother Nine."

"Ninth Brother's person?" The man turned his head to look at Tang Jingcheng, his face changed suddenly, "Miss Tang, you don't need it, just go in."

This was Tang Jingcheng's first time stepping into the scope of Jiurong Terrace, and also the first time seeing Guan Lue's real face with his own eyes.

Although she knew his general identity and what kind of organization Jiurongtai was, she was still a little shocked when she saw it with her own eyes. Everything in front of her was far more orderly than she had imagined.

Rows of wreaths and elegiac couplets, all mourners dressed in black, Guan Lue stood at the front, wearing a black knitted dress, which looked a little different from the suit shirts of the others.

Chi Feng's coffin had been carried to the middle of the mourning hall. Du Hong and Tong Tong knelt beside the coffin, and the farewell ceremony for the body was about to begin.

When Lao Mai first saw Tang Jingcheng at the door, he gently pulled Guan Lue's sleeve: "Did you ask her to come?"

Guan Lue raised his head: "She should come and see." Then he staggered away from the crowd and walked towards Tang Jingcheng.

Ye Qin also saw it, and asked Lao Mai angrily, "Why is that woman here?"

"What do you think? Without someone's consent, can she come in this place?"

Ye Qin was even angrier after hearing this: "She is not from our Jiurongtai, why can she come!" After speaking, he was about to rush over, but Lao Mai held her back.

"Don't be impulsive, and don't look at the occasion. Besides, Lao Jiu's soul is on her now, why are you rushing over? Itchy?"

"But what did she come for? Originally, Chi Feng's death made people speculate a lot, but now that she suddenly appeared, it would be difficult for Brother Jiu to do so!"

Ye Qin's words are not unreasonable. It stands to reason that Tang Jingcheng really shouldn't be here today, not to mention that she is not qualified to attend an occasion like Jiurongtai, and Chi Feng shot her once, and the gang also spread the word Guan Jiudong's hand was responsible for Feng's death, now that Tang Jingcheng appeared at Chi Feng's memorial service in a grand manner, what does that mean?
Come to show off?
But she wanted to come, Guan Lue let her come.

"Yaba, take your sister to kowtow first." Guan Lue walked up to Tang Jingcheng, didn't look at her, just told Yaba, and gave them two chrysanthemums from the plate next to her.

Tang Jingcheng didn't speak either, with a blank expression on his face, he followed Yala to the front of the coffin.

Everyone in the mourning hall saw her. Although the people below had spread the rumors about her and Guan Lue, today was the first time they saw her in real life.

Before seeing her, many people imagined that Tang Jingcheng should be gorgeous and enchanting, otherwise how could Guan Lue make an exception, but the real person seems to be far from what everyone imagined.

The woman in front of her was wearing a small black knit dress with a narrow waist, her hair was coiled up meticulously, she was not wearing any jewelry, her face was facing the sky, her face was small, her chin was pointed, and her eyebrows and eyes were not particularly beautiful except for white spots on her skin. , but there is a cool air on his body.

This appearance doesn't match up with the gorgeous and enchanting that everyone imagined.

Tang Jingcheng knew that her sudden appearance would attract attention, but she didn't care, and walked to the coffin with gentle steps.

Yaba kowtowed first, and threw the chrysanthemum in his hand into the coffin.

It was Tang Jingcheng's turn. She stood in front of the coffin for a while, and glanced at the person lying inside. The black cloth covered her head, showing her head.

She will never forget this face in her life.

That time in Heyuan, when Guan Lue chose Lou Qingxiao, he ran over to untie her. It was this man who raised his gun at her without any hesitation. Passing her body, Tang Jingcheng's first feeling was not pain, but cold.

At that time, she couldn't see Guan Lue in her line of sight, but she only remembered Chi Feng's eyes, which were cold and cold.

Now the eyes are closed, lying in the coffin made of white chrysanthemums.

Tang Jingcheng thought that seeing him would make her feel better, but at this moment, she didn't seem to be the slightest bit excited.

Death is too heavy a topic. In just half a year, she has seen too many people die, Qiu Qiguan, Yang Xi, Chi Feng...everyone has something to do with her.

Tang Jingcheng felt that her heart was stuffy, she stood up the white chrysanthemum in her hand, clasped her hands together, and pressed it to her forehead. Just as she was about to bow her head in salute, a tall figure rushed over beside her.

Before Tang Jingcheng could react, Du Hong raised his palm high and made a "pop-".

There was no sound in the entire mourning hall. Some people were holding their breath, some were laughing, and most of them were indifferent.

This is an excellent scene. Almost everyone in the room thought that Chi Feng was shut down because of Tang Jingcheng's shot. The beauty is a disaster. Now that "the beauty" shows up, it depends on Guan Lue. Slightly deal with it.

"What are you? You can come to this place? What are you doing here, and you think you didn't harm him enough?" Du Hong pinched Tang Jingcheng's unintuitive right arm with one hand.

Several strands of Tang Jingcheng's coiled hair were fanned down and hung at the corners of his mouth.

She flicked it with her left hand, and raised the corners of her eyes, her expression still didn't change, but there was a cold light in her eyes, which was very scary.

(End of this chapter)