Rebirth of the Evil Life

"Prime Minister, everything is set up. Do you think Lin Feng will come?" The defense minister said in a report.

"He will definitely come. If he doesn't come, then it's not Lin Feng." Badawei said surely, "I'm just thinking whether his wife will come. If his wife also comes, then today will be I have to talk about it. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be in trouble."

The reason why Badawi asked Lin Feng to bring his wife was because he hoped that Lin Feng would consider his wife's face and the two sides could negotiate. He has done so much, but just wants to have a little more power.

In the face of rights, anyone will get lost. His Badawi is no exception. He is unwilling to give up his current power. Some things, now that I have them, I don’t want to give up.

"By the way, have the staff been arranged?" Badawei asked.

"It's all set up. It's our best unit! At the same time, we also deployed four tanks nearby, as well as sixteen armored vehicles, and 1200 fully armed soldiers. If necessary, within half an hour, we can send Qiu The surrounding waters of Debal’s manor are blocked! Within an hour, 10,000 soldiers can arrive here." The Defense Minister reported.

Badawi nodded and scanned the defense minister who was still talking.

"Are you worried that if we fight Lin Feng this time, we will end up with Lin Feng? And his aircraft carrier fleet is outside, will he be madly retaliated by him?" Prime Minister Badawi asked.

The Secretary of Defense nodded. This time it was too dangerous, maybe it was a fight with Lin Feng. Is this suitable? That's Lin Feng!

Lin Feng!

"No matter how powerful he is, no matter how many titles he wins, he is a mortal! He will also be injured and die as well! This is the world of our Malaysians, and he can't help but do anything!" Prime Minister Badawi clenched tightly. Fist, "People, if you say nothing, you will be gone. We are the same, he is the same!"

The reason why Prime Minister Badawi suddenly changed so much was the death of Najib Abdul Razak Baginda. This is destined to be the legendary prime minister, and the result is. In front of him, under Lin Feng's ‘Reaper’s Scythe’, he said nothing and it was gone.

At that moment, the feeling for Badawi was great. His heart. Earth-shaking changes have taken place. Before, the'Raman prophecy' convinced Badawi that all this is fate.

But when Najib Abdul Razak Baginda died, his faith was shaken. There is no prediction in this world. There is no fate. It's all on their own to fight for. Was it easy for him to walk this way? It's not easy! It is definitely not because of the'Raman prophecy' that he can become the prime minister of Malaysia. He can become the Prime Minister of Malaysia by his own efforts.

Badawei no longer believes in fate!

Of course, the biggest shock, or the biggest change, is that people, if you don’t, you won’t be there.

Najib is like this, he is like this, so is Lin Feng. So, what's so terrible about Lin Feng! people. Will die!

"If he is willing to put aside Cai Xili's affairs, then everything can be discussed, and I can satisfy him almost all conditions. On the contrary, if he is not willing to talk, then he doesn't have to go!" Badawei said coldly, "then forever Stay in Malaysia. I believe that when he is dead, the United States will be very happy!"

The Secretary of Defense's heart beats wildly. He didn't expect his prime minister to have such boldness and such big ambitions. This is crazy, but also very exciting.

"Would you like me to prepare a sniper?" the Secretary of Defense said.

"No! The sniper might be spotted by him. Then we can't talk. Let's salute first and then attack!" Badawei waved his hand.

For Lin Feng's "Spike Tooth". How could Badawei not study it. If a sniper is placed on the surrounding cloth, I am afraid that he will be spotted by the "Spike Fang". In that way, we just started doing it. For Badawi, peace talks are possible. It's better to have a peace talk, he doesn't want to rip his face to Lin Feng directly.

Besides, my family knows their own affairs. Malaysia’s ‘sniper’ is really average. The quality of the army, on the whole, is still in a relatively primitive state. What is primitive? That is, more people bully less people.

They are all swarming. There are no tactics. After all, Malaysia has not participated in any modern war. All are civil wars. And there are fewer civil wars. It's purely bullying!

Snipers, yes or no. But it sucks. So, this kind of sniper, don't worry about it.

"Where are those Dato?" Badawi asked.

"They have all been arrested, just behind!" said the defense minister.

Before, I caught these Datos and ran a few more. But this time, Badawi killed so many, after taking control of the military and political power, it would be extremely easy to catch them again. In particular, the airport was blocked, and they could not escape at all. As for running by boat, this is even harder to run. As far as the terrain of Malaysia is concerned, if you take a boat, unless it is a big boat, you can't go far.

"Then let's wait for Lin Feng and his wife to come to express their condolences!" Badawei waited silently.

It didn't take long before Lin Feng arrived.

"Prime Minister, Lin Feng is here." The Defense Minister trot in and reported.

Badawi's eyes lit up.

"Did he take his wife?" Badawei asked.

"Bring it! But there is only one!" said the Minister of Defense.

One? That's okay, as long as it can come is a good thing. Being able to come means that Lin Feng wants to talk at least.

Badawi took the Minister of Defense to greet Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, the mourning hall is in front. We used Chinese funeral ceremonies. Twenty-eight descendants of Qiu Deba worshipped Dato Qiu in the mourning hall!" Badawi waited around with a smile on his face.

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Lin Feng nodded.

"Let's go in first!" Lin Feng did not give in, but took the lead and led Liu Yifei into the mourning hall.

The layout of this mourning hall is very good, and it is extremely in line with the rules of a Chinese mourning hall.

It should be noted that there are many rules in this mourning hall.

First of all, a portrait of the deceased must be hung above the mourning hall, with the words "commemoration" or "mourning" in the book, and elegiac couplets hung on the left and right sides to summarize the main achievements or experiences of the deceased's life; the folks also hang the sacrifices presented by relatives and friends. On both sides, the more it is, the more lively it will be; there is an offering table in front of the mourning hall with sacrifices, mostly dishes and fruits, with incense and candles on both sides burning high; the coffin is placed behind the offering table.

The layout of the mourning hall is solemn and solemn, civilized and clean. There are long tables on the left and right sides outside the mourning hall. One is the reception area and the other is the sign-in area. During the watch, an oil lamp was burned on the altar table of the mourning hall. It was refueled from time to time without being extinguished. The name was "Eternal Light". Now there are extra-large candles that can burn for several days, which can reduce the burden on the spirit guard. At the same time, folks believe that the more onlookers watching the accompany during the spirits, the brighter the face of the funeral family.

At this moment, Qiu Deba's mourning hall is strictly following this process. Basically, Lin Feng is very satisfied. The only dissatisfaction is that of Qiu Deba's 18 children who are kneeling in front of the mourning hall. Although they are wearing filthy filth and filial piety, they obviously do not see sadness on their faces, but are rather resentful. Occasionally, Lin Feng glanced at each other, and his eyes were full of spite.

Obviously, they are very dissatisfied with the humiliation they are experiencing right now. After all, they were still chasing fame and fortune, seeking family property, but in the end, they were coerced and lured by Badawi to the mourning hall. They naturally resented.

Lin Feng walked to one of them.

"Raise your head!" Lin Feng ordered.

The kneeling man raised his head.

"What's your relationship with Brother Qiu?" Lin Feng asked.

"I am Grandpa's eldest grandson Qiu Jianwei!" the man said coldly.

"Eldest grandson?" Lin Feng nodded, "Called Erye!"

Second master? The man's eyes widened. He is much older than Lin Feng and his name is Grandpa Lin Feng. What a jerk!

"Pop!" Lin Feng slapped it directly with a slap in the face.

"Regardless of age, no tutor! How did your father teach you!" Lin Feng said coldly, "Why, dissatisfied? I have a worship acquaintance with your grandfather, he is your uncle, and I am your second master! !"

Jerk! At this moment, Qiu Jian flushed with anger. For the first time in his life, he was slapped in the face like this, and he immediately hit his head with brain blood. But before he stood up, Zheng Zha stepped over one by one, pressing one hand on his shoulder.

Suddenly, no matter how hard Qiu Jianwei struggled, he couldn't move.

"Call the second master!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"I'm going to you..." Qiu Jianwei opened his mouth to curse, but immediately, Lin Feng slapped him off the face.

"Pop!" This time, the left cheek was also flushed. But Lin Feng didn't hold back the slightest, and he never showed mercy.

"Give you one last chance, call the second master! Otherwise, next time, I will kill you with big teeth!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"Jianwei!" He whispered from the side.

Qiu Jianwei gritted his teeth and looked humiliated, "Second Lord!"

Lin Feng nodded.

"Do you know why your second master beat you?" Lin Feng asked.

Qiu Jianwei pursed his mouth and shook his head.

"Because you are not filial! Your old man is alive and angry. You don't want revenge, but you are deliberately trying to seize your property here. It's a bunch of unscrupulous descendants. Of course, the opponent is powerful, and you are not capable of revenge, I can understand. But. My brother Qiu lay in the ice coffin and has not been buried yet. Do you think you should fight or not?" Lin Feng roared, "Also, without my brother Qiu, can you have the glory and wealth of yours today? But as for you, there is no trace of grief on each of your faces, some are just humiliation, you should fight!"

Lin Feng roared the mourning hall, no one dared to speak, no one dared to meet Lin Feng's eyes. Because everyone is ashamed.

Benefits smoke the heart! Who of them remembered to bury Qiu Deba before? You know, the burial takes a lot of time, and every day you waste, it means that you will lose a lot of property that you can fight for.

The so-called death becomes empty. Everyone is dead, and it's nothing to be buried without a burial. The important thing is property! Of course, this is mainly related to Qiu Deba's two wives and three sons and eleven daughters.

Three sons are not born to one mother who wants to seize the family property. These eleven daughters, let alone. This will inevitably compete for family property. Coupled with the invasion of external forces, it is not surprising that the chaos has turned into a pot of porridge.

"Crying! Who can't cry, if I hit you cry!" Lin Feng said fiercely.

This time, the mourning hall was finally decent.

What is the most important thing in the mourning hall? Cry! There is no crying, what kind of hall is that called!

(Two for today, three chapters tomorrow! Thank you for your support!) (To be continued.)