The Cultivation Genius In City

"The Four Saints mercenary Corps is out of date."

Naoto Miyamoto took a sip of tea and said disdainfully, "at that time, the Four Saints mercenary Corps was indeed brilliant and invincible. But now? What can we do if there is only a green dragon who has been abandoned for more than 20 years?"

"Now the Four Saints mercenary Corps is an old tiger with broken claws. It has no prestige in the past."

Zhu TianChao reminded: "even if Qinglong has been abandoned for 20 years, even if he is old, he is also a dragon. If he goes out in person..."

"Don't worry, I've already prepared." Naoto Miyamoto said faintly, "if he doesn't come, he's lucky. If he comes to China, I promise that his dragon is destined to fall here."

Zhu TianChao was relieved: "then I'm relieved..."

Ma Rulong's family specially vacated a large house for Chu fan and arranged it as a mourning shed. Chu fan lay in a crystal coffin and received people's admiration and mourning.

Xiao yuewan and others who received the news rushed over from Hong Kong Island. A large group of girls surrounded the crystal coffin. Tears almost drowned Chu fan. Several times, Chu fan almost couldn't hold back. He jumped out of the coffin and told them that he wasn't dead. He was pretending. However, with outsiders, he can only stand still.

At midnight, Natasha came in from outside and nodded to Song Wen.

Song Wen immediately turned grief into joy. She coughed and attracted everyone's attention. I don't know what evil wind this little girl is smoking?

"Hee hee, fan... Uh huh!" Song Wen was about to open her mouth when Natasha covered her mouth.

She glared at her. Natasha waved to the women around her, and several women, including Xiao yuewan, gathered around curiously.

Natasha lowered her voice and whispered, "no matter what you hear, don't cry. Walls have ears, okay?"

Several women looked at each other, subconsciously looked at Chu fan, but they were so scared that they almost screamed. Chu fan unexpectedly opened his eyes and smiled at them.

Natasha whispered Chu fan's plan to everyone and helped Chu fan explain it. After all, he didn't want to do so, but who made things come here?

In addition to being surprised, the women all went over and glared at Chu fan one eye after another. Loser, are you so noisy? People even have the heart to commit suicide. Can you laugh?

"Xiaodu, you'll wait for this to pass." Xiao yuewan swore in a low voice, gnashing her teeth, and suddenly jumped on the crystal coffin and cried sadly, "my son... ER!"

The girls were stunned. Xiao yuewan was so sad that she fainted. This... This is too exaggerated, isn't it? However, the next few women had to admire themselves. Jiang was still old and spicy. This is not, Xiao yuewan was sent to the guest room openly and aboveboard, and can sleep comfortably.

"I'll take care of my aunt." Song Wen immediately followed upstairs.

Several women were depressed again and were one step ahead. What the hell happened today? IQ is not enough?

Ma Rulong came in, nodded slightly to Natasha, and then asked painfully, "how's your research? Is it to transport people back to the mainland or cremate them here? I fully respect your opinions."

Everyone looked at Su Yuan. Her eyes were red and swollen with tears. The tears she had just stopped could not help falling down again.

Natasha sighed and said, "I suggest cremation. After all, the body is inconvenient to transport because of the long journey. Moreover, I don't want others to see him at this time."

"Well, I think so too." Ma Rulong glanced at Su Yuan. "Yuanyuan, if you have no opinion, we will send Chu fan to the crematorium early tomorrow morning."

As soon as I said this, I seemed to touch several women's sad places. Suddenly, they all threw themselves on the crystal coffin and cried bitterly.

Seeing this scene, Ma Rulong shook his head helplessly and ordered people to come in and send them to the guest room for rest. Only Natasha and Jiang Siyan stubbornly stayed, saying they wanted to wake for Chu fan.

In this home, Ma Rulong also can not guarantee that there is no eye liner of Zhu Tianzhao, and even if there is no monitoring device installed in his home. So, although everyone knows that Chu fan is a death, he can still do what he really is.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the hearse set out from Ma Rulong's house and came to the crematorium in the suburbs. Several girls were wearing black gauze on their arms and cried so much that they needed help.

In the cremation hall, several women watched Chu fan put on the cold iron bed and slowly sent it to the iron stove. They suddenly rushed forward like crazy and wanted to drag Chu fan back. Unfortunately, someone arranged by Ma Rulong stopped, and no one could get closer.

On the spot, Su Yuan and Xiao yuewan were too sad and fainted. Jiang Siyan's women are better than them. They keep up their spirits and take care of Su Yuan and others.

The fire was blazing, and the smoke from the towering chimney billowed. It only took more than ten minutes. The fire went out. The staff took a beautiful Urn from the backyard and handed it to Xiao yuewan.

That afternoon, Jiang Siyan, Tang Xue, Dou Yutong and Lan Jie left Australia and returned to Sichuan Province with a sad mood. At the same time, Su Yuan's brother Su Lun left. He really thought Chu fan was dead. He not only didn't stay, but also almost took Su Yuan away.

There are many people, and Su Yuan can't tell her brother the truth. She can only watch her brother leave. Alas, Su's group has lost a great opportunity for development. It's a pity!

Song Qinghe of Yunlong group and song Taolue of song's Consortium on Taiwan island are also hidden from their bones.

Although song Qinghe felt sorry for Chu fan's death, she had no feelings with Chu fan. If you have to say something, it seems that you hate more. When people die, all hatred will be dissolved. However, Chu fan's death is too variable. She can't take out all her assets and fight with a huge Miyamoto Consortium for a dead man.

Song Taolue was the same. No one's money came from the wind. If Chu fan is still alive, with his appeal and financial resources, he should be able to fight a tough battle with Miyamoto consortium. But now he has no confidence in the war. So, it's better not to wade in this muddy water.

However, to song Taolue's surprise, Song Wen slipped her bank card to Su Yuan before she left, and then was dragged away by song Taolue.

Xiao yuewan was too sad. On the way back, she fainted again and had to be sent to the hospital for treatment. Su Yuan had more than Qiang Wei to hold on. Accompanied by Natasha and Shirley, she stayed in the hospital together.

The alliance just formed collapsed in an instant.

All this, of course, can't hide from Zhu TianChao, who pays close attention to the situation here. When he gets the news, he goes home and reports to Naoto Miyamoto.

In the room, in addition to Naoto Miyamoto, there is also a Japanese art trick. She wears a traditional harmony dress, her face is painted with white powder, but her lips are painted blood red. In silk and bamboo vocal music, Yi Ji dances the traditional dance with two folding fans.

With the arrival of the Zhu Dynasty, Naoto Miyamoto waved to the geisha. The geisha immediately bowed and saluted, put his hands on his knees, paced a small step, stepped back and brought them to the door.

After listening to Zhu TianChao's report, Naoto Miyamoto frowned slightly and asked, "are you sure that Chu fan was sent to the cremation furnace and burned into ashes?"

"No mistake, my people saw Chu fan being pushed into the cremation furnace with their own eyes. Even the ashes were collected by my people. It's absolutely not wrong." Zhu TianChao couldn't help laughing excitedly. "Without Chu fan, who else is Mr. Miyamoto's opponent? You must be the golden gambling card of this session. Ha ha!"

Naoto Miyamoto snorted coldly, "even if he is alive, he is not worthy to be my opponent in the gambling world. In China, except for the gambling God He Xiao, only one person's gambling skills can fight me, but this person disappeared as early as 20 years ago."

Zhu TianChao secretly despises it. If you're not afraid, can you assassinate him before the game?

"I killed him because he has threatened the interests of our Miyamoto consortium." Naoto Miyamoto didn't look at Zhu TianChao, took care of himself, took up the tea cup and said faintly, "now that Chu fan is dead, the business alliance he formed has collapsed. What else can he take to fight against our Miyamoto consortium?"

"When I got the gold gambling card and ate the ho family, the Zheng family had only two ways to go. One was to bow down to me, the other was to resist in a desperate corner, but the result was that the egg hit the stone and was doomed to die miserably."

Naoto Miyamoto lifted his neck and drank a cup of tea like wine. Leng hum: "at that time, I will slowly eat all the small miscellaneous fish in the mainland. None of the women who have a relationship with Chu fan will stay."

Zhu TianChao was so worried that he was secretly vigilant. Cooperating with Naoto Miyamoto is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but he has no other choice. If he doesn't do it again, there will be no place for him in such a large Australian island. Therefore, this golden gambling competition is his only chance. Only one of him and Ma Rulong can survive.

"What's going on over there in xinyi'an?" Naoto Miyamoto glanced at Zhu TianChao and asked faintly.

Zhu TianChao hurriedly said, "it has been arranged long ago. Shaojunshan is fully prepared. He will start when the golden gambling competition begins. Hey, if it was before, he really didn't dare to move Tan Jiuye, but now, Tan Jiuye actually likes a woman, and that woman is pregnant with his child."

"As long as we catch his women and children, Tan Jiuye is like a tiger in chains. He has to be obediently at our mercy. Hey hey, when he kills Ma Rulong's family, he can die at ease."

Naoto Miyamoto nodded: "good, but don't relax your vigilance. You must ensure that the plan is safe."

"Mr. Miyamoto, rest assured that everything is under my control and I promise there will be no mistake."