White Mansion funeral.

Outside the half-pot mansion, people from all walks of life in Hongmen came to offer condolences.

Bai Shaotang, the young master of the Bai family who ran away, is wanted by the police and cannot show up to mourn.

Zhao Bin and his left hand represent the disciples of Pulsatilla to receive condolences from the guests.

The police's serious crime team members arranged a photography team at the entrance and exit of the gate to take close-up photos of the bigwigs who came and went.

In order to grab the headlines, reporters did not hesitate to blend in with the crowd and pretend to be gang members.

Zhao Bin saw that the wreaths placed in the mourning hall were all sent by the Hongmen bosses, and the gift money in the back hall was more than 10 million memorials. And the left hand passed by: "I can't imagine that Pulsatilla still has so many favors." ”

"It's a pity. Late festival is not guaranteed. ”

"Wait a minute, and give some of the money to Pulsatilla's family, and you can give the rest to your brothers as hardship expenses. ”

In the front hall, the hall master of the twelve halls of Hongmen led his subordinates to worship in turn.

Zhao Bin walked out with his left hand and bowed in return.

"You two have a heart, but I didn't expect that Pulsatilla's son was not there, so he actually sent you two little radish heads to thank the guests. ”

With his left hand, he whispered to Zhao Bin: "This is Uncle En, the master of the torture hall." ”

"Uncle En, after the ceremony is over for a while, please go to the back hall to rest. ”

"Well, condolences. ”

Uncle En took the bigwigs of his uncle's generation into the seat.

Zhao Bin saw that Uncle En's comer was not good, and quietly asked people to prepare to deal with it.

A woman wearing sunglasses appeared in the mourning hall, walking alone in front of the statue of Pulsatilla to burn incense.

"I can't imagine that you will end up like this when you are old. ”

The left hand was startled, and gave Zhao Bin a look.

"This lady, I don't know how I can help you. ”

"Ma'am?" The woman took off her sunglasses, and Zhao Bin froze in place for a long-lost hole on the ground.

"Don't recognize?"

"Sister Hong?"

Uncle En, who was seated, led people to surround him, pointed at the woman loudly and scolded: "You broom star, you still have the face to worship Boss Bai!"

"I'm the old man's legitimate wife, and I need some face to worship. Giving him a pillar of incense also counts his kindness, in fact, it is useless if he doesn't die, it is better to die as soon as possible. ”

Hearing the woman's words, Uncle En's face turned blue with anger.

Zhao Bin was worried that he would see blood on the mourning hall, so he immediately pulled the woman away.

When he arrived at the back door of the mansion, he saw that there was no one around, so Zhao Bin let go of his hand.

"I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm still so anxious. ”

"Sister Hong, don't make fun of me. ”

"Do you know who killed my husband?" the woman took out a cigarette from her bag and pinched it between her fingers.

"I said what if it was me?"

The woman was stunned and took a deep breath.

"What hatred?"

"I came to talk to Pulsatilla that day, and he gave me a knife, and here it is. Zhao Bin unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the scar on his abdomen.

The woman originally wanted to avenge her husband, but when she saw the knife on Zhao Bin's abdomen, she hugged her distressedly.

"How can you be so careless. ”

"Yin Hong! I think you have a problem, and sure enough, there is a leg between the two of you!"

Uncle En grabbed the bag and tied them up in the mourning hall in public.

"If I hadn't found them out the back door, I really didn't know they were like this!"

Zhao Bin had a cold face, unwilling to explain, and let Uncle En tell the truth he saw in public.

"I didn't expect that I, Yin Hong, could stand out for the person I like today. ”

"Shameless! Shameless! Boss Bai has just passed away, and you say such things on his mourning hall, it's shameless!

"Hahaha......"

Yin Hong broke free from the restraints of his subordinates and walked straight to Uncle En: "Old thing, you don't pretend to be benevolent here! When the pulsatilla came to me, didn't you have a share! Or who they have here!"

Uncle En's face flushed.

"I liked Binzi before Pulsatilla married me. If he hadn't been accepted as a disciple by the old man in prison back then, maybe he would have developed better now. ”

The left hand led people to surround him, and he broke away Uncle En's men.

"Left hand, are you going to rebel!" said Uncle Eun angrily.

"It's not that I'm going to rebel today, it's that you're making trouble!"

"Don't be foolish!"

"Today is the day of Grandpa's funeral, Uncle En, you led someone to tie up Grandpa's wife and his disciples, saying that he seduced his sister-in-law, do you have any tangible evidence!"

The people present sided with Uncle En.

"Look at Zhao Bin, he is disheveled, they are still at the back door holding each other, how to explain this. ”

"Hugging together is just doing a reluctant thing, Uncle En, your imagination is too rich. Left hand mocked.

"On the merits, when Boss Bai's funeral is over, we'll see you in the mountain. ”

Zhao Bin put on his clothes and fastened the top button.

"See you at the opening of the mountain. ”

Uncle En left the mourning hall with many uncles, only to see a large number of idle people gathered outside the villa, and they were in a position to attack the mansion.

Zhao Bin stood at the door of the main hall and beckoned to the police officers of the Serious Crime Team who were guarding the door.

A squad of riot squads cleared the way.

"What's the matter with me? Also, it's hard for us to tell the people at the door not to move. ”

"Those people outside are not my people, I called you here because I want to call the police for protection. ”

The officer cleared his ears, "Did I hear me right?"

"I am a legitimate businessman, and the filial piety for Pulsatilla today is purely because of a little connection when I was young. His son is gone, and we old friends have to come forward to deal with the aftermath. ”

"And what do you want me to do?"

"Clean up the people at the door. ”

"That's it?"

Zhao Bin nodded.

The police officers didn't want to make a big deal on the day of Pulsatilla's funeral, but the situation had to take urgent measures. Riot squads were dispatched to arrest the gangsters.

The funeral ended early, and Yin Hong counted the number of funerals in the back hall.

"There are 24 million here, all of which are the hearts of the bigwigs on this road. Leave me 4 million, and the remaining 20 million for your two brothers to do some legitimate business, don't mess with this road. ”

"Sister Hong, I won't take any of this money. You keep it and live the life you want to live in the future. ”

"Uncle En, it's hard to mess with, be careful. ”

"I know, don't worry. ”

"Look for me at PUB on Prince Edward Road in the evening. ”

"I will. ”

After packing up everything, Zhao Bin stood on the mourning hall and bowed to the pulsatilla three times, and put on sunglasses.

"Ah Gong, it's good that we brothers, you made so many unpleasant things on the road today. Ling Lang may not be able to send you on the last journey, so let me, the eldest disciple, do my filial piety. ”

The left-handed man stepped forward to carry the coffin.

The funeral site procession opened the half-pot mansion.

A fire, a glass of sake, and a piece of the past all dissipated with the wind.

"A glass of wine to the sky, the big brother has a good road. A glass of wine, don't look back on grievances. Jianghu Road, dust to dust, soil to soil. ”

In his left hand, he held a handful of paper money and threw it into the air.

"The money is there, Grandpa, you spend it slowly. ”