Chapter 520: The Gambling King's Funeral

It was another rainy morning, and the last journey of He Gambling King kicked off. _>__ bar>w'w-w·. -

At five o'clock in the morning, mourning reverberates over Macau.

Today, the He family will hold a grand funeral for the gambling king in the funeral home, many celebrities and nobles appeared in the funeral home early, many people also stood full of funeral homes and must pass through the streets, the city is full of paper money wreaths flowing, lifting the sky everywhere can see the fluttering snow white, accompanied by the rain, the ground into pulp.

Although there is too much disparity between the gambling king and the ordinary people, there are still many people who are grateful to the He family for making their lives superior, Macau's per capita income ranks fourth in the world, of which the He family accounts for 60% of Macau's tax revenue, it can be said that the rise and fall of the He family is tied to the people's lives, so Mr. He passed away, and many people sincerely want to send a ride.

In the face of the full flow of customers in the streets and alleys, as well as the indiscriminate bombardment of the talk, the Macau official simply gave all the citizens a holiday, allowing them to go to the funeral home in an orderly and peaceful manner to send Lao He on his last journey.

Of course, no one is allowed to make trouble.

Macau's largest funeral parlor was contracted by the Ho family, the largest open space in the park built a mourning hall that can accommodate 3,000 people, the mourning hall is surrounded by wreaths, countless wreaths are next to each other, these beautiful wreaths with a strong sense of sadness, in the green wreath, the tear-jerking atmosphere in the mourning hall is even stronger.

Before six o'clock, three hundred elites of the He family guarded the entire funeral parlor to prevent any accidents, and more than 100 people were divided into two rows on the left and right, standing on both sides of the mourning hall with their hands down, with a solemn expression revealing a little sadness, black clothes, black shirts, no one spoke, they all bowed their heads slightly, in order to mourn the death of the He gambling king.

The adjacent streets and parking lots of the funeral parlor are full of vehicles, all of which are luxury cars of first-line brands, and there are also civilian helicopters with flight permits in the open space or playground a little farther away, showing the strong popularity of He Gambling King today, and it is conservatively estimated that the flow will reach the peak at noon, and many influential figures in Southeast Asia have arrived at the scene.

The funeral also received the attention of the police, and 300 police officers were arranged near the funeral home, as if to make it clear that no basket would be born.

There are also media arrivals at the gate to broadcast the funeral today.

"Ye Shao, it's almost time."

At seven o'clock, in Shen's Garden, Ye Zixuan, who got up in the morning, drank milk, ate bread, and ate breakfast very carefully, Shen Wanqian, who was sitting opposite, watched the live TV broadcast, and threw a sentence to Ye Zixuan with a smile: "You are also half of the principal of the He family, although you don't need to kneel in the mourning hall to receive VIPs, but you also want to go over to preside over the overall situation." ”

Shen Wanqian was supposed to stay at home for a few more days, but he had to attend the funeral of King He Gambler, so he came to Macau in advance and gave King He a ride with Ye Zixuan. > it>___w-w-w=.-y'a-w-e·n·8·.· ｃ-ｏｍ

Of course, he was not jealous, but just happy, because Ye Zixuan was his brother, and because Ye Zixuan fought hard, he didn't forget to remind Ye Zixuan: "Even if there is nothing for you to ask, you should stand in the camp of the He family, and say a few polite words to the VIPs who watched the ceremony. ”

"I'll also knock on the side to ask you about your deeds, this is a good opportunity to become famous."

Ye Zixuan glanced at the TV, and when he saw groups of guests appearing in the funeral home, he rubbed his head and smiled bitterly: "What is the overall situation for me to preside over, although asking can stabilize my position and let more people know about my existence, but it will also steal the limelight from He Feicui and He Changqing, today the He family is the protagonist, I still keep a low profile." ”

"Besides, there are less than 3,000 guests today, and I went over too early to be polite to others, and I guess I can even speak hoarsely."

Shen Wanqian shook his head helplessly, picked up a glass of hot milk and drank it: "You, you, should you say that you are too lazy, or are you too concerned about the feelings of others?" ”

Ye Zixuan leaned lazily on the chair, and his voice came out slowly: "Actually, I mainly want to be quiet, the victory came too easily, how much made me feel a little inflated, I want to precipitate myself, see if the funeral is dangerous, take a look at the future situation, I don't want to be happy and sad, let alone capsize in the gutter." ”

Shen Wanqian let out a smile: "This is a fact, the calmer the sea, the easier it is to have turbulent underground, you won the He Shao Group this time, and obtained Shen Te's support, so that the Song family's careful plan almost failed, it is difficult to ensure that the Song family has a grudge against you, once they retaliate against you, I am afraid that your future situation will be very difficult." ”

Shen Wanqian revealed some information to Ye Zixuan: "Now the Song family is getting stronger and stronger, not only stabilizing the power and territory of their camp, but also having the spare strength to make trouble in the south, it can be seen that they are no longer willing to accept the status quo, I heard that No. 1 also has a headache, and many things that want to come out to stabilize their political achievements have been voted out by Lao Song and them." ”

"Hearing you say this, the Song family is not small."

The corners of Ye Zixuan's mouth hooked up a smile, his fingers pinched a piece of bread and put it in his mouth, and then said lightly: "Since its goal is the world, it won't worry too much about me, after all, the affairs of the rivers and lakes can't enter the eyes of the temple, don't move me, at most lose a little benefit, if you move me, you will provoke the Ye family if you are not careful, it is not cost-effective." ”

He looked at Shen Wanqian calmly: "Although I don't have official authority, I always have the blood of the Ye family in my body, and I don't rob the Ye family's resources, if something happens, they will definitely solve it for me. Ya_>> Wen Bar>>w-w=w-.-"

"Makes sense."

Shen Wanqian pondered for a moment, thinking of Ye Wufeng, one of the only two remaining generalissimos, his face dissipated a little worry and smiled: "Although the Ye family doesn't like to form gangs, and Ye Lao continued to give up his position in the army in the past, as long as Ye Lao has a breath, the Song family will weigh Ye Lao's anger if he wants your life, but you still can't be optimistic." ”

"There are many ways to retaliate, and it doesn't have to be a conspiracy."

His words were meaningful: "The relationship between the Zhang family and the Song family is a lot deeper, and now the second generation of the Zhang family is almost all in the camp of the Song family, although Zhang Lao does not like to form gangs, but he will not interfere too much with his children like Ye Lao, if the marriage between Song Bancheng and Zhang Zuimo is completed smoothly, then the Song family will be invincible in China." ”

When Ye Zixuan heard Zhang Zuimo's slight sluggish movements, Shen Wanqian sighed lightly and added: "Originally, the Zhang family still had differences on standing in line, and I also tried my best to expand their internal disputes and prevent them from entering the Song camp, but Song Boren made the Zhang family owe a big favor, and several sons and nephews of the Zhang family went to Tibet to play and were attacked."

Ye Zixuan's eyes narrowed: "Attack? ”

Shen Wanqian nodded solemnly: "That's right, the attack, it's not an ordinary attack, it's a terrorist attack organized by Shishan, several nephews and female companions of the Zhang family who went deep into Tibet to hunt were almost set on fire by them to wrap dumplings, but fortunately, Song Boren received the information and rushed to annihilate the enemy with an armed helicopter, so that the twenty people were saved." ”

When Ye Zixuan listened, he described the scene in detail: "In order to rescue the Zhang family's nephews in time, Song Boren rushed into the sea of fire without waiting for support to arrive, and snatched several important sons and nephews out, although Song Boren was not injured, but his feat won the hearts of the Zhang family's nephews and nephews, and also made their parents grateful to the Song family." ”

Shen Wanqian drank the milk in the cup in one gulp: "What you can't imagine is that Song Boren not only did not regard himself as a hero, but took the initiative to suspend him for investigation as a criminal, and his introspection was that he did not detect the infiltration of the Shishan Organization in time, let alone show their clues of the Zhang family's misdeeds and nephews, which threatened people's lives." ”

Ye Zixuan smiled faintly: "What a good official." ”

When he heard Ye Zixuan's accentuation of the official words behind him, Shen Wanqian laughed and put down the cup: "Yes, in our opinion, he is just coy, but the members of the Zhang family don't think so, they not only do their best to move Song Boren up, but also have a clear attitude towards the Song camp, I have to admit that the Song family's luck is really good." ”

"What has not been completed in five or six years of hard work has been facilitated by the Lion Mountain Organization."

Ye Zixuan smiled: "Should you say that you are unlucky?" ”

Shen Wanqian nodded helplessly, "There is gossip that Song Boren actually knew about the plan of the Shishan Organization a day in advance, but he did not preemptively smash the latter's conspiracy, but quietly let it operate, and waited until the Zhang family's nephew had an accident and then came to be the savior, which can also explain why he was able to step on the moment of crisis." ”

"Because the whole situation is under his control."

Shen Wanqian spread his hands and smiled: "It's a pity that I don't have evidence, I can't testify indiscriminately without evidence, I can only praise the other party for doing a good job, so don't underestimate Song Boren, it looks like a guy with a fat belly, in fact, there are a lot of scheming hidden in it, and when dealing with this kind of old fritter in the future, you must keep an eye on it." ”

Ye Zixuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "He is indeed a character, after being slapped in the face by me that night, I thought he would brush his sleeves away, but he not only did not get angry, but also changed his attitude to make friends with me, I felt that this guy was not simple, but I didn't expect that there was a feat of saving people, rest assured, I will deal with it carefully in the future." ”

"It's okay, the Zhang family has variables, but you broke their deployment in Macau, and you are my good brother, which means that I am bad for them haha."

Shen Wanqian responded optimistically: "It's also a loss and a gain." Then he stretched out his hand: "Let's go, send Lao He on his last journey, and thank him for the benefits he left us." ”

Ye Zixuan took out a tissue to wipe his mouth and smiled: "Let's go!" ”

At eight o'clock, a train fleet slowly stopped at the position that the He family had already planned, the door opened, and Ye Zixuan, who was dressed in black, and Shen Wanqian came out.

As the master, he should pick up guests in the hall and come out of the door, showing that he is only Ye Zixuan is respected.

Ye Zixuan knows how to restrain the limelight, He Feicui also knows how to distinguish priorities, Ye Zixuan has a trace of helplessness on his face, but he doesn't say anything.

He Feicui and He Changqing shouted: "Ye Shao! Shen Shao. ”

"Ye Shao! Shen Shao! ”

Seeing Ye Zixuan appear, nearly 100 people echoed in unison, this is the He family's nephews and the backbone of the group that He Feicui can gather, they obviously know Ye Zixuan's control over the He Group, so they shouted respectfully, Ye Zixuan looked at the remaining more than 30 He family nephews, the He family used to be strong and strong, and now there are only three children left.

A desolate atmosphere instantly infected him, and then he opened his mouth with a touch of clarity:

"Thank you all for your hard work today...... Let's send He Gambling King on his last journey together. ”

Nearly 100 people bent down at the same time and shouted: "Yes!" Leaf less"

He Changfeng's influence is gone.

Ye Zixuan nodded slightly to everyone, and then led He Feicui and He Changqing into the funeral home, the tear-jerking mourning echoed in the air, the black and oppressive He family's nephews outside the mourning hall did not make a little noise, Ye Zixuan, who was in a dull mood, walked slowly, raised his eyes to look at the black crowd, and secretly sighed that this funeral was worthy of Lao He.

Shen Wanqian smiled and fell behind by half a beat.

"Ye Shao! Miss Ho! He Shao! ”

When they saw Ye Zixuan and them appear, hundreds of He family elites in the mourning hall shouted in unison, and the high-pitched voice broke through the sky and spread far away.

"Everyone, today is Mr. He's last journey, you do your part and let him leave smoothly, which is the best consolation for him."

Ye Zixuan glanced at the elite of the He family who were occupying the surroundings: "Please, everyone!" ”

Hundreds of people responded in unison again: "Yes! Leaf less! ”

They straightened their backs in unison, and their burning eyes converged on Ye Zixuan's face.

Ye Zixuan didn't say anything more, led He Feicui and He Changqing into the mourning hall slowly, seeing that he was surrounded by the He family's sisters and brothers, he, the person in charge of the He family, quickly attracted the attention of many people, and the black and white representatives who came to mourn the He gambling king all looked at Ye Zixuan carefully, and the kingly momentum displayed by Ye Zixuan made them heartbroken.

Many people stood up and greeted enthusiastically tentatively, Ye Zixuan nodded frequently to everyone, and then walked into the mourning hall to offer incense.

In the middle of the mourning hall hangs the posthumous photo of He Gambling King, below the posthumous photo is the coffin of He Gambling King, the exquisite coffin is surrounded by 800 chrysanthemums, forty-nine monks wearing yellow cloth monk robes folded their hands, and there are words in their mouths, Ye Zixuan understands that this is the so-called death soul, and secretly sighs that people no longer exist, what is the use of reciting the scriptures ten thousand times?

The countless wreaths around the mourning hall, the black-and-white curtains, the fragrant woody incense, and the tear-jerking mourning that echoed in the mourning hall, all of which set off an atmosphere - sadness, Ye Zixuan's eyes kept staring at the portrait of He Gambling King: "Lao He, go all the way, the promise I made to you will definitely come true." ”

Then, Ye Zixuan slowly lowered his head and bent over, He Feicui and He Changqing also bowed their heads, tears flashing in their eyes.

At this moment, a hesitant voice floated in from the entrance of the mourning hall:

"He, He, Changfeng, to."

The audience fell silent in an instant!

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