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Generally, the identity of the Mafia leader will not come forward easily. But who makes this different? Those who are going to be buried have the same level of existence as them, and even have a higher voice in the Jianghu all over the world!
They have to come!
Even if the leader of the hell angel is 75 years old, he should bow three times in front of the mourning hall of the Lord of Cangmen.
Moreover, even if there was hatred in the past, they will gather here today. The dead are the greatest. This is the estimation of the Jianghu in the world. If any Mafia leader dies, the sect leader of Cangmen will also go to mourn.
"Zhang Jun, please forgive me."
The patriarch Zhang Yifeng was nominally the deputy leader of Cangmen and had dealt with many people. Therefore, of course, he was regarded as a talker by these Mafia leaders.
I didn't notice Ning Tianlin on the side.
Ning Tianlin was also happy to see this situation and indicated that Zhang Yifeng didn't need to introduce himself to these people. After all, whether these people can see the sun tomorrow is still one thing.
At this time, the head of Jacob in Japan, with a team of people, said to Zhang Yifeng.
"Nothing."
"Please burn incense."
Zhang Yifeng didn't say much, but motioned them to go to incense first, with a cold look. Suddenly, the big man was a little unhappy, but the other party felt that perhaps it was in the mourning hall, sadness and depression, which should be the atmosphere, so he didn't say much.
However, he was dissatisfied with Zhang Yifeng's arrogance.
"First ask them to sit on the side and don't leave."
After three bows, Zhang Yifeng did not let these people leave, but ordered the waiter to say hello. The mourning hall is very large. Many seats are arranged on one side.
Count it down and you'll get five or six hundred.
On the side of the seat, it is also arranged to eat fruit and so on.
This group of Japanese did not feel any surprise and thought that this was the normal arrangement of Cangmen. After all, the funeral ceremony had not started yet. They could leave only after witnessing the coffin filling.
However, they usually take the guests to a special reception hall instead of staying in the mourning hall.
Then, the hell Angel helmsman in Canada, the Tomahawk helmsman in Russia and so on were arranged on the side seats after incense and bowing. Subsequently, the Coway family in the United States and the Louis family in France also appeared in the auditorium.
The incense ceremony alone lasted more than two hours, and they were one by one.
The seats on the side of the mourning hall were already full of people, such as bodyguards. They were not qualified to sit at the table at all. They all stood on the side, row by row.
Click!
Click!
From time to time, the sound of taking pictures came from the mourning hall, which annoyed a group of people sitting in chairs. They often wander in the dark. What they don't like most is to expose themselves to the air.
But thinking of Cangmen's promise to them that these photos would not explode, just as a souvenir, they held back and didn't say much.
After all, today is the funeral of the Lord of Cangmen, and it is also the territory of Cangmen.
Most importantly, they didn't worry too much. After all, even if these photos flow out, it is absolutely impossible to set off too big waves. Now here are the world's leading Mafia leaders. The power of these people will be mobilized. Newspapers, media groups, networks and statements against them will definitely disappear in an instant.
Therefore, despite his displeasure, he still turned a blind eye.
"Seal the coffin!!!!!"
Twelve noon.
A long, extremely loud voice sounded in the whole mourning hall, indicating that the time had come for the closing of the hall and burial. While Cang clan leader Tang Ren's relatives were crying, ice hung under the promotion of two men in black and began to close.
At the same time, all the people sitting in their seats unconsciously stood up. At this time, whoever sits in his seat again is disrespectful to Cangmen!
"Next!!!!!!!!!"
The director was a loud and clear cry, which rang through everyone's eardrums.
In everyone's attention, a young man came forward slowly and pressed a button nearby. Then, the ice coffin in the middle of the mourning hall began to land slowly.
After a moment, it disappeared completely.
In the past two hundred years, all the leaders of Cangmen were not buried in the earth, but their bodies were sealed in ice coffins and placed intact under the mourning hall.
Under the mourning hall, there is actually a large tomb, which stores dozens of corpses of Cangmen sect leaders, which means that they are all people of Cangmen! Even if you die, you should guard the Cangmen.
"Click!"
Then, the mechanism closed, and the ice coffin with the body completely disappeared in front of everyone.
"Who is he?"
"Who is this young man?"
"Why did he press the mechanism, not that Yifeng?"
Seeing the young people who had never seen or appeared in their intelligence, they pressed the burial organ. All the Mafia leaders attending the funeral changed their faces and looked at each other. They didn't know why.
After all, closing the hall and burying them are the most important figures of Cangmen, that is, the next generation of Cangmen master. Even the relatives of Cangmen master can't have this right!
But now, it is a young man who has never appeared!
What's going on?
But until now, no one has thought about this young man as the leader of Cangmen. After all, this young man is too young, young and terrible! I'm not even in my twenties!
In the Jianghu where seniority and ranking are the most important, there is no such young man in the upper position!
"Well, I announce that the funeral is over."
"There is no banquet today."
Then the young man spoke loudly in front of everyone. At the same time, as soon as he waved, some servants came out and took the relatives of the former Cang sect leader down.
"What's going on?"
"Who the hell is this young man?"
"How could a young man speak on such an important occasion?"
Except for the people in Cangmen, the rest are unknown. Therefore, the reporters here all picked up the camera and snapped at Ning Tianlin! I don't know your identity now. At least, I must study it when I go out!
And what the hell? There's no banquet!
This is unthinkable!
After the funeral, isn't it what you should eat and drink? And especially the Cangmen that you have always regarded as Chinese tradition!
"Well, now that it's over, we should leave."
Of course, the big guys don't care about the banquet. When it's over, they can leave and go back to their old nest.
After all, this is Cangmen's territory. It makes them feel uncomfortable to stay here.
With that, many people waved and motioned for bodyguards to arrange the car quickly. They were leaving.
"Wait a minute!"
Just then, in the middle of the room, the voice of the young man sounded in everyone's ears, "who said that the funeral is over and you can go?"
"Some things, it's time to say!"
The voice was gloomy and cold.
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Generally, the identity of the Mafia leader will not come forward easily. But who makes this different? Those who are going to be buried have the same level of existence as them, and even have a higher voice in the Jianghu all over the world!
They have to come!
Even if the leader of the hell angel is 75 years old, he should bow three times in front of the mourning hall of the Lord of Cangmen.
Moreover, even if there was hatred in the past, they will gather here today. The dead are the greatest. This is the estimation of the Jianghu in the world. If any Mafia leader dies, the sect leader of Cangmen will also go to mourn.
"Zhang Jun, please forgive me."
The patriarch Zhang Yifeng was nominally the deputy leader of Cangmen and had dealt with many people. Therefore, of course, he was regarded as a talker by these Mafia leaders.
I didn't notice Ning Tianlin on the side.
Ning Tianlin was also happy to see this situation and indicated that Zhang Yifeng didn't need to introduce himself to these people. After all, whether these people can see the sun tomorrow is still one thing.
At this time, the head of Jacob in Japan, with a team of people, said to Zhang Yifeng.
"Nothing."
"Please burn incense."
Zhang Yifeng didn't say much, but motioned them to go to incense first, with a cold look. Suddenly, the big man was a little unhappy, but the other party felt that perhaps it was in the mourning hall, sadness and depression, which should be the atmosphere, so he didn't say much.
However, he was dissatisfied with Zhang Yifeng's arrogance.
"First ask them to sit on the side and don't leave."
After three bows, Zhang Yifeng did not let these people leave, but ordered the waiter to say hello. The mourning hall is very large. Many seats are arranged on one side.
Count it down and you'll get five or six hundred.
On the side of the seat, it is also arranged to eat fruit and so on.
This group of Japanese did not feel any surprise and thought that this was the normal arrangement of Cangmen. After all, the funeral ceremony had not started yet. They could leave only after witnessing the coffin filling.
However, they usually take the guests to a special reception hall instead of staying in the mourning hall.
Then, the hell Angel helmsman in Canada, the Tomahawk helmsman in Russia and so on were arranged on the side seats after incense and bowing. Subsequently, the Coway family in the United States and the Louis family in France also appeared in the auditorium.
The incense ceremony alone lasted more than two hours, and they were one by one.
The seats on the side of the mourning hall were already full of people, such as bodyguards. They were not qualified to sit at the table at all. They all stood on the side, row by row.
Click!
Click!
From time to time, the sound of taking pictures came from the mourning hall, which annoyed a group of people sitting in chairs. They often wander in the dark. What they don't like most is to expose themselves to the air.
But thinking of Cangmen's promise to them that these photos would not explode, just as a souvenir, they held back and didn't say much.
After all, today is the funeral of the Lord of Cangmen, and it is also the territory of Cangmen.
Most importantly, they didn't worry too much. After all, even if these photos flow out, it is absolutely impossible to set off too big waves. Now here are the world's leading Mafia leaders. The power of these people will be mobilized. Newspapers, media groups, networks and statements against them will definitely disappear in an instant.
Therefore, despite his displeasure, he still turned a blind eye.
"Seal the coffin!!!!!"
Twelve noon.
A long, extremely loud voice sounded in the whole mourning hall, indicating that the time had come for the closing of the hall and burial. While Cang clan leader Tang Ren's relatives were crying, ice hung under the promotion of two men in black and began to close.
At the same time, all the people sitting in their seats unconsciously stood up. At this time, whoever sits in his seat again is disrespectful to Cangmen!
"Next!!!!!!!!!"
The director was a loud and clear cry, which rang through everyone's eardrums.
In everyone's attention, a young man came forward slowly and pressed a button nearby. Then, the ice coffin in the middle of the mourning hall began to land slowly.
After a moment, it disappeared completely.
In the past two hundred years, all the leaders of Cangmen were not buried in the earth, but their bodies were sealed in ice coffins and placed intact under the mourning hall.
Under the mourning hall, there is actually a large tomb, which stores dozens of corpses of Cangmen sect leaders, which means that they are all people of Cangmen! Even if you die, you should guard the Cangmen.
"Click!"
Then, the mechanism closed, and the ice coffin with the body completely disappeared in front of everyone.
"Who is he?"
"Who is this young man?"
"Why did he press the mechanism, not that Yifeng?"
Seeing the young people who had never seen or appeared in their intelligence, they pressed the burial organ. All the Mafia leaders attending the funeral changed their faces and looked at each other. They didn't know why.
After all, closing the hall and burying them are the most important figures of Cangmen, that is, the next generation of Cangmen master. Even the relatives of Cangmen master can't have this right!
But now, it is a young man who has never appeared!
What's going on?
But until now, no one has thought about this young man as the leader of Cangmen. After all, this young man is too young, young and terrible! I'm not even in my twenties!
In the Jianghu where seniority and ranking are the most important, there is no such young man in the upper position!
"Well, I announce that the funeral is over."
"There is no banquet today."
Then the young man spoke loudly in front of everyone. At the same time, as soon as he waved, some servants came out and took the relatives of the former Cang sect leader down.
"What's going on?"
"Who the hell is this young man?"
"How could a young man speak on such an important occasion?"
Except for the people in Cangmen, the rest are unknown. Therefore, the reporters here all picked up the camera and snapped at Ning Tianlin! I don't know your identity now. At least, I must study it when I go out!
And what the hell? There's no banquet!
This is unthinkable!
After the funeral, isn't it what you should eat and drink? And especially the Cangmen that you have always regarded as Chinese tradition!
"Well, now that it's over, we should leave."
Of course, the big guys don't care about the banquet. When it's over, they can leave and go back to their old nest.
After all, this is Cangmen's territory. It makes them feel uncomfortable to stay here.
With that, many people waved and motioned for bodyguards to arrange the car quickly. They were leaving.
"Wait a minute!"
Just then, in the middle of the room, the voice of the young man sounded in everyone's ears, "who said that the funeral is over and you can go?"
"Some things, it's time to say!"
The voice was gloomy and cold.
Generally, the identity of the Mafia leader will not come forward easily. But who makes this different? Those who are going to be buried have the same level of existence as them, and even have a higher voice in the Jianghu all over the world!They have to come!Even if the leader of the hell angel is 75 years old, he should bow three times in front of the mourning hall of the Lord of Cangmen.Moreover, even if there was hatred in the past, they will gather here today. The dead are the greatest. This is the estimation of the Jianghu in the world. If any Mafia leader dies, the sect leader of Cangmen will also go to mourn."Zhang Jun, please forgive me."The patriarch Zhang Yifeng was nominally the deputy leader of Cangmen and had dealt with many people. Therefore, of course, he was regarded as a talker by these Mafia leaders.I didn't notice Ning Tianlin on the side.Ning Tianlin was also happy to see this situation and indicated that Zhang Yifeng didn't need to introduce himself to these people. After all, whether these people can see the sun tomorrow is still one thing.At this time, the head of Jacob in Japan, with a team of people, said to Zhang Yifeng."Nothing.""Please burn incense."Zhang Yifeng didn't say much, but motioned them to go to incense first, with a cold look. Suddenly, the big man was a little unhappy, but the other party felt that perhaps it was in the mourning hall, sadness and depression, which should be the atmosphere, so he didn't say much.However, he was dissatisfied with Zhang Yifeng's arrogance."First ask them to sit on the side and don't leave."After three bows, Zhang Yifeng did not let these people leave, but ordered the waiter to say hello. The mourning hall is very large. Many seats are arranged on one side.Count it down and you'll get five or six hundred.On the side of the seat, it is also arranged to eat fruit and so on.This group of Japanese did not feel any surprise and thought that this was the normal arrangement of Cangmen. After all, the funeral ceremony had not started yet. They could leave only after witnessing the coffin filling.However, they usually take the guests to a special reception hall instead of staying in the mourning hall.Then, the hell Angel helmsman in Canada, the Tomahawk helmsman in Russia and so on were arranged on the side seats after incense and bowing. Subsequently, the Coway family in the United States and the Louis family in France also appeared in the auditorium.The incense ceremony alone lasted more than two hours, and they were one by one.The seats on the side of the mourning hall were already full of people, such as bodyguards. They were not qualified to sit at the table at all. They all stood on the side, row by row.Click!Click!From time to time, the sound of taking pictures came from the mourning hall, which annoyed a group of people sitting in chairs. They often wander in the dark. What they don't like most is to expose themselves to the air.But thinking of Cangmen's promise to them that these photos would not explode, just as a souvenir, they held back and didn't say much.After all, today is the funeral of the Lord of Cangmen, and it is also the territory of Cangmen.Most importantly, they didn't worry too much. After all, even if these photos flow out, it is absolutely impossible to set off too big waves. Now here are the world's leading Mafia leaders. The power of these people will be mobilized. Newspapers, media groups, networks and statements against them will definitely disappear in an instant.Therefore, despite his displeasure, he still turned a blind eye."Seal the coffin!!!!!"Twelve noon.A long, extremely loud voice sounded in the whole mourning hall, indicating that the time had come for the closing of the hall and burial. While Cang clan leader Tang Ren's relatives were crying, ice hung under the promotion of two men in black and began to close.At the same time, all the people sitting in their seats unconsciously stood up. At this time, whoever sits in his seat again is disrespectful to Cangmen!"Next!!!!!!!!!"The director was a loud and clear cry, which rang through everyone's eardrums.In everyone's attention, a young man came forward slowly and pressed a button nearby. Then, the ice coffin in the middle of the mourning hall began to land slowly.After a moment, it disappeared completely.In the past two hundred years, all the leaders of Cangmen were not buried in the earth, but their bodies were sealed in ice coffins and placed intact under the mourning hall.Under the mourning hall, there is actually a large tomb, which stores dozens of corpses of Cangmen sect leaders, which means that they are all people of Cangmen! Even if you die, you should guard the Cangmen."Click!"Then, the mechanism closed, and the ice coffin with the body completely disappeared in front of everyone."Who is he?""Who is this young man?""Why did he press the mechanism, not that Yifeng?"Seeing the young people who had never seen or appeared in their intelligence, they pressed the burial organ. All the Mafia leaders attending the funeral changed their faces and looked at each other. They didn't know why.After all, closing the hall and burying them are the most important figures of Cangmen, that is, the next generation of Cangmen master. Even the relatives of Cangmen master can't have this right!But now, it is a young man who has never appeared!What's going on?But until now, no one has thought about this young man as the leader of Cangmen. After all, this young man is too young, young and terrible! I'm not even in my twenties!In the Jianghu where seniority and ranking are the most important, there is no such young man in the upper position!"Well, I announce that the funeral is over.""There is no banquet today."Then the young man spoke loudly in front of everyone. At the same time, as soon as he waved, some servants came out and took the relatives of the former Cang sect leader down."What's going on?""Who the hell is this young man?""How could a young man speak on such an important occasion?"Except for the people in Cangmen, the rest are unknown. Therefore, the reporters here all picked up the camera and snapped at Ning Tianlin! I don't know your identity now. At least, I must study it when I go out!And what the hell? There's no banquet!This is unthinkable!After the funeral, isn't it what you should eat and drink? And especially the Cangmen that you have always regarded as Chinese tradition!"Well, now that it's over, we should leave."Of course, the big guys don't care about the banquet. When it's over, they can leave and go back to their old nest.After all, this is Cangmen's territory. It makes them feel uncomfortable to stay here.With that, many people waved and motioned for bodyguards to arrange the car quickly. They were leaving."Wait a minute!"Just then, in the middle of the room, the voice of the young man sounded in everyone's ears, "who said that the funeral is over and you can go?""Some things, it's time to say!"The voice was gloomy and cold.
