Tiger son-in-law

At the moment, Jiang Xiaobai is discussing Qin San's funeral with Lao Wang in the hotel.

"Lao Wang, now that the murderer has been caught, I think Qin San can be buried at ease."

Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Well, it's time to be buried. It's been stopped for three days. Otherwise, I'm going to mourn now?"

Lao Wang asked.

"Mourning."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and the matter was settled.

The news that third master Qin died quickly swept the whole China Sea like a storm, stirring up the situation in all directions.

Who could have thought that the underground king of Zhonghai, the third master Qin, was suddenly dead.

Although there was a rumor through the grapevine a few days ago that there was a murder in the third master Qin's villa, no one expected that it was the third master Qin who died. I thought it was someone who didn't have eyes who wanted to kill the third master.

But today, the news came from the third master Qin's family. The mourning hall is located in a manor "Cuihu garden" under the name of the third master Qin.

For this matter, some people regret, some applaud, and others are ready to move.

Mr. Qin has been in the middle of the sea for 15 years. The industrial chain has long been involved in the fall of the middle and low-end industries of the sea. Logistics, supermarkets, restaurants and security almost half of the middle and low-end industries of the sea belong to Mr. Qin. He also has a profit of 1.45 billion a year. Who can not be jealous of such a big cake.

Among them, the most jealous are lame six and three pockmarks.

Sanmazi's name is Jin Lirong. He is older than Qin Sanxiong. Qin Sanxiong has been a bully in Changling since he was born. He has done some cheating, forced buying and selling. He has been in prison for three times. When he came out for the third time, Third Master Qin had begun to rise. They had fought three times. Sanmazi lost all his teeth. Sanmazi's younger brother was also dead and injured. He should run away.

Three pockmarks also put out the idea of competing for supremacy, curled up in the area of Zhonghai Xitang Road, opened three pawnshops and lived in peace.

Now that third master Qin is dead, pockmarked son feels very hot. He feels that the opportunity to regroup has come. This is the opportunity given to him by God. He is the destined king of the sea.

Lame six used to be the No. 2 man under Qin San. Because he was selling powder in Zhonghai on his back, he was personally interrupted by Qin San and drove out of the Qin family. He always had a grudge. As soon as he heard the news today, he found sanmazi at the first time. He felt that he had a chance to revenge.

At the moment, two people are pushing cups and changing lamps in sanmazi's mahjong hall.

"I said third brother, Qin San's son of a bitch is finally dead. Don't you have any idea?"

Lame six slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke, squint and ask three pockmarks.

Three pockmarks bared their teeth and smiled, revealing two golden teeth, and said ruthlessly:

"How can I have no idea? I was knocked out by Qin San. There are 13 people in his family. I've been thinking about it all the time."

"But I heard that this Qin San seems to have taken refuge in Mr. Hong. Mr. Hong is very divine outside. I want to see the wind again."

Lame six hissed:

"Hey, Third Master, you're getting more and more timid. I've inquired about Mr. Hong. Qin San has been playing white for two years and wants to get some money. You say we're afraid of him when he's doing business?"

"To tell you the truth, my brother has saved another group of men outside these years and wants to meet Qin San. Who expected that the old man would die like this."

"But it's good. God gives us a good opportunity. Zhonghai will be our brothers in the future. What do you think of the East and west of our city?"

Lame six looked up at him, and a trace of disdain flashed in his yellow eyes and nodded:

"Very good, very good. Come and drink this wine. Let's go to Qin San's funeral. I won't keep the old boy safe when he lives or when he dies."

"What the Third Master said is, come on, get up."

Lame six raised his glass, and the two people's cups gently touched each other.

….

In the Green Lake Garden, the clouds are gloomy.

All the trees were hung with white cloth strips, and a long string of wreaths were placed on both sides of the road. There were black cloth curtains everywhere, on which was written the Third Master of Qin for thousands of years.

Third master Qin's men stood solemnly on both sides of the road with white cloth tied to their arms. When they looked closely, there were two or three hundred people. Several police cars parked outside Cuihu garden. The people on the car watched closely every move inside for fear of any accident today.

From time to time, there are luxury cars driving into Cuihu garden. There are not only friends on the road, but also those doing business around Zhonghai. These people have received Qin San's favor. They get off with a solemn look, put the wreath in place, go to the mourning hall to put on the incense, and then leave in a hurry, leaving Qin San's close friends.

Jiang Xiaobai and Lao Wang did not appear in the mourning hall, but in a small room behind the mourning hall.

There is also a thin wooden coffin in this room. Jiangzhou is bound and lying in the coffin with adhesive tape on his mouth. He is still in a semi coma because he was seriously beaten.

Bang bang.

Jiangxiaobai gently knocked on the edge of the coffin. Jiangzhou slowly opened his eyes. At a glance, jiangxiaobai immediately struggled with excitement.

Jiang Xiaobai said coldly without expression:

"Don't struggle. It's useless. Today is the day Qin San is buried and your death day."

"But he is a beautiful funeral, and you can only die quietly. Remember, my men are not mole ants, and you are not a dragon. Whoever dares to kill my men must die."

The shadow of death enveloped Jiangzhou's heart, and two lines of tears fell slowly along his eyes.

Once he thought he was strong and must make brilliant achievements, but now it's all over.

It's too late to regret. Everyone is equal before death.

"Cover it!"

Jiang Xiaobai's indifferent voice sounded in his ear. Someone covered the coffin, and the last ray of light was swallowed by the darkness. The workers outside quickly nailed the steel nails, but there was a dull beating sound from time to time in the coffin.

After everything was ready, Jiang Xiaobai ordered his opponent:

"Take him to the sea and bury him. If he can survive, welcome back to me for revenge."

"Yes, little Lord."

The coffin in the house was carried into the car. The car drove quietly from the "Cuihu garden" to the beach.

"Go out and have a look."

Jiang Xiaobai said.

They came to Qin San's mourning hall in front, put on sunglasses and sat with the guests, waiting for Qin San to hold the coffin for funeral after the process of looking at the remains.

At this time, the master of ceremonies sang, "there are guests!"

Lame six and pockmarked three came in with more than 20 men. A little brother of Qin San greeted them with incense in his hand and said:

"Guests, please incense!"

"Fuck off!"

Pockmarked three knocked off the incense in this person's hand, pushed it away, swaggered to Qin San's portrait, spit up and laughed wildly:

"Old man, it's nice to die. We've been fighting for a lifetime. Tell me, who lost and who won now?"