Chapter 112: Memorial Service! (5)

"Sister, Daddy really arranged a bodyguard for us, not a big brother on the road?" Han Xiaobao tilted his head and said with a sigh on his face.

Han Xiaoyi pouted and said, "Isn't it the first day you met Lin Ze, don't you know that this guy can always do amazing things?" ”

Han Xiaobao said helplessly: "Actually, I knew a long time ago that Lin Ze was inextricably linked to the Taoist, and even suspected that he was the core figure of the Little Knife Society, but I didn't expect that his identity was actually the leader behind the Little Knife Society." Tsk, our bodyguard is actually a figure of this level, it's really funny. ”

Han Xiaoyi glanced at him angrily, and was silently stunned.

She was also a little surprised, a little surprised.

Lin Ze is a national security agent, she knows it, he has mixed up on the road, and Han Xiaoyi also knows it. She even vaguely guessed that Lin Ze was not bad at mixing on the road back then. But like Han Xiaobao, she never thought that Lin Ze's identity could be so strong.

As soon as he opened his mouth, countless younger brothers obeyed him.

Not to mention anything else, the fight just now alone is enough to face the forces that embody Lin Ze.

His little brothers are too capable of fighting. More than 20 people picked more than 50 people, and they were still very professional, but there was almost no loss.

Is such a group of little brothers something that ordinary people can control?

Han Xiaoyi's still smart little head thought about it wildly.

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Zhang Xinlan stared at Lin Ze's stiff side face, gritted her teeth, and couldn't say a word.

Yes, her surname is weak and docile, but that doesn't mean she's afraid. On the contrary, he is more courageous and stubborn than the average person. Once she believes in something, no matter how dangerous and difficult it is, she will continue to do it as always. Just like just now, the two sides are about to fight, and anyone else is afraid that they will dodge away like a plague god, and they will not rush up and scold like her.

At this moment, Zhang Xinlan and Lin Ze sat side by side in the back seat, Lin Ze just tilted his head slightly, rolled out the window and smoked, and did not communicate with Zhang Xinlan.

Zhang Xinlan was full of grievances and depression, and she didn't know how to release it for a while, but she couldn't release it.

In the end, she made a move that surprised even herself.

Click.

The cold and hard handcuffs cuffed Lin Ze's right hand, her left hand. Seeing Lin Ze looking at him inexplicably, Zhang Xinlan tried her best to maintain the momentum of a capable female sheriff, and said with a straight face: "When you finish your work, follow me back to the police station." ”

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Lin Ze's mouth, and he didn't make a sound, just nodded slightly.

The Mid-Levels Cemetery is the largest cemetery in the Southern District, covering an extremely large area, and it is said that the feng shui is also very good. Therefore, many families with a relatively prosperous environment will buy a piece of land for the elderly in their families to bury the elderly.

At the moment, the place is almost cordoned off by the police and Scar's manpower, and there are almost no outsiders.

The convoy slowly moved in and stopped around the perimeter of the cemetery.

The sky was gray, and the pouring rain gradually weakened and turned into a continuous drizzle. The former members of the Little Knife Society walked into the cemetery one after another, and walked towards the burial place with solemn faces.

The men in suits in hundreds of cars also walked in groups with those wooden signs, and the scene was extremely spectacular, letting the drizzle drift, just moving slowly.

After Lin Ze and the others got out of the car, they also walked towards the burial place. However, before getting out of the car, Zhang Xinlan, who had been thinking about it for a long time, still untied the handcuffs, so many people, if they were roasted with themselves, they would inevitably be gossiped about. Maybe it will anger his little brothers.

Zhang Xinlan is weak, but not stupid.

After dealing with the burial place, Lin Ze and nearly thirty other former members of the Little Knife Society all stood in front of the cemetery, while the men in the suits who drove were separated from the sides and the back, and did not participate in the group.

It's not a practice they're eligible to participate in.

Less than thirty people, standing neatly and imposingly in front of the cemetery. Lin Ze, who was at the forefront, straightened his spine, stared at the familiar and unfamiliar photos in front of him, bent down deeply, and bowed.

The gang of former Knife Club members in the back also bent down and bowed.

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"Brother Xiaolin, do you think that our Xiaodao Club will have a chance to become the number one gang in Huaxin City in the future?"

"Brother Xiaolin, in fact, I have always wanted to ask you, how can I find a girlfriend?"

"Brother Xiaolin, I'm going to follow you in my life!"

"Brother Xiaolin, one day if someone hacks me to death, bury me and the other brothers together."

"Brother Xiaolin—"

Standing in front of the cemetery, Lin Ze's head appeared intermittently, he couldn't remember which sentence was said by which person, and even his memory of those faces was slowly blurred.

But when he founded the Knife Club and rose with the Knife Club, he will never forget it.

Sometimes, you can forget the time, you can forget the person, you can forget who you met during that time, what you experienced, but you will never forget that feeling! That throbbing of the heart!

Lin Ze gently took out the knife from his waist, and the members of the knife club behind him also took out the knife.

Then, the men in suits, who had already prepared a bowl of wine on the side, brought the drinks to them.

Hiss--

Lin Ze cut his fingers and let the blood trickle down into the white liquor. It wasn't until the wine was soaked in blood red that the blood stopped.

Lin Ze was like this, and so were the members of the Little Knife Society behind him.

"To my brothers!" Lin Ze picked up the bowl, raised his head, and drank it all.

"To my brothers!" The crowd rang out in unison.

After drinking the spirits, Lin Ze threw away the bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the tombstones in front of him: "Let's go!" ”

"Let's go!"

The number of people is not large, but the voices are full of energy, as if they can resound in the sky and reach the sky. The former members of the Little Knife Society behind Lin Ze looked sad and gloomy. The people lying in the cemetery are all their own brothers, good brothers who were born and died. But now, they are separated from yin and yang, and they no longer have the opportunity to smoke, drink, and fart.

The members of the Little Knife Club remember the bloody battle that night, and they will never forget it in their lives.

The man behind the scenes—the one who removed the Knife Society. They will also remember it for a lifetime!

Lin Ze's deep eyes burst out with a cloud of cold light, but in an instant, the brilliance in his eyes converged, gently stroked the knife in his palm, and murmured: "Brothers, I will let him come down to accompany you." ”

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"Eighth master, there are a few cars from a yard below." Li Si walked into the study and said respectfully with a pale face.

"Huh?" Qiao Ba raised his head slightly.

"It's Wang Hao and them inside." Liston paused, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said. "The people Wang Hao brought with him, including himself, were all abolished. Not a single one is left. ”

Qiao Ba's elegant face finally revealed a chill. As soon as he moved, Leesden felt a strong sense of oppression.

This Qiao Ba is Qiao Ba in the real sense! is the king of the underground world of Huaxin City. It's the road hero who stomps his feet, and the underground world has to tremble for days!

"He's declaring war on me—" Qiao Ba snorted the corners of his mouth and said indifferently.

"Then we-" Li Si hesitated to organize words, but for a moment he couldn't think of anything too good.

"We'll talk about that later." Qiao Ba reined in the monstrous momentum that had just been released, and said calmly and indifferently. "Don't rush it."

"But Wang Hao is deposed, and his subordinates will definitely try their best to retaliate." Lees analyzed the situation.

"Leave them alone, let them make trouble." Qiao Ba thought for a moment and said calmly. "After this incident, the Knife Club will make a comeback, and there will be many forces in the North District who want to ally with them, and it is naturally best to have cannon fodder to disturb them."

Cannon fodder -

This is Qiao Ba's name for Wang Hao's subordinates.

In fact, although Wang Hao was eating under Qiao Ba. But Wang Hao's men and horses were the first to obey Wang Hao, and the second to obey Qiao Ba. So for this kind of people who don't belong to the power of the lineage, Qiao Ba doesn't value it much.

On the contrary, why not use their hands to influence the development of the Knife Society?

Li Si wanted to give some opinions, but was interrupted by Qiao Ba and said lightly: "Don't ask about these things." Concentrate on the task I have given you. ”

Hearing this, Li Si nodded, and slowly exited the room.

Qiao Ba took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist and held them between his fingers and plucked them one by one, as if he was thinking about something, giving people the illusion that he was a high-ranking monk who cultivated his heart and cultivated his surname.

"Lin Ze, you were defeated by me three years ago, and now that the overall situation of Huaxin City has been decided, even if you have a thousand means, how can you shake my position? I didn't want to be your enemy, but you are approaching step by step, and in that case, then let's fight! I was able to ruin the Knife Society three years ago, and I can still ruin you three years later. ”

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The worship is over. Seeing that nothing major happened, the police officers reported to Cheng Ziqiang and evacuated the scene. Scar also ordered the convoy to leave. But he knew that this story would surely spread in the word. And the reputation of the Little Knife Society will surely climb to the peak again.

He still has a lot of work to deal with, a lot of work to do. There are even many plans to be implemented.

The Han family siblings were arranged to be sent to Zijinhua in a car, although it was said that it was a sports day, but it was also a morning, and now that the worship is over, it is time to go back.

Lin Ze was stared at by Zhang Xinlan, and when he got into a car, Zhang Xinlan quickly followed up and quickly handcuffed his left hand, and the other side handcuffed his right hand. It seems that he is worried that Lin Ze will disappear out of thin air.

The driver in the driver's seat saw that Brother Xiaolin, whom he admired so much, was handcuffed by this beautiful policewoman, frowned, and involuntarily released a strong murderous aura, but was patted on the shoulder by Lin Ze and calmed down.

"To the police?" Lin Ze looked at Zhang Xinlan with a wry smile.

"What do you say?" Zhang Xinlan pretended to be strong and made a face.

"Go to the police station." Lin Ze instructed the driver to drive.

Zhang Xinlan's tense heart finally relaxed. She was very worried that Lin Ze would resist, and if Lin Ze resisted, she really had no choice at all. After all, even her leader, Cheng Ziqiang, is respectful to him. Not to mention her little sheriff?

Lin Ze did not resist, and obediently went to the police station with him. She felt a little unspeakably proud in her heart.

As for going to the police station, Zhang Xinlan planned to forcibly extract a confession, or just pretending to be public and private, tying Lin Ze to her side, I'm afraid even she can't tell the difference.

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