Lin Ze didn't bring his mobile phone.

He is here to attend the memorial service today, not to hold a press conference, let alone to do business negotiations, and there is no need to bring a mobile phone.

In his opinion, everything is secondary today, and the most important thing is to send away the glory of the brothers who died for him.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he silently lit a cigarette. It was Scar who was driving, and there were Han sisters and brothers sitting in the back. Scar has a little understanding of the identity of the Han family's siblings, although he doesn't quite understand why Lin Ze brought them here. But since Brother Xiaolin acquiesced, Scar wouldn't say anything.

The long convoy drove slowly, and the number of police cars led by Zhang Xinlan also followed, quietly lagging behind, responsible for the rear of the palace and public security issues.

Zhang Xinlan's beautiful eyes stared at the vehicle in front of her, but her heart was empty. This text message is still as lost in the sea as last time, and there is no response from Lin Ze.

"Perhaps, he has indeed forgotten himself." Zhang Xinlan thought very lost, even if she restrained her mind, forced this sadness and loneliness, and concentrated on her work.

This is a major task, and it is not suitable to spend too many brain cells on private matters for the time being.

Thinking like this, Zhang Xinlan put her whole heart on this mission.

The convoy was not moving fast, as if it were escorting the coffin, and it was moving at a very gentle speed. It may be that the scene is too vast, but the place where the motorcade passes always attracts many citizens to stop and watch.

According to the distance and speed, the official departure is half past seven in the morning, and it will take about ten o'clock to arrive at the destination. But of more than a hundred vehicles, not a single driver was in a hurry to reach his destination, but only drove at a very gentle pace. In their opinion, driving on the road is also a memorial to the dead brothers. They were born with infinite beauty, and they should also be infinite after death.

Lin Ze didn't talk much along the way, just tilted his head and smoked a cigarette silently.

Han Xiaoyi sat behind the car and was a little ignorant.

This is a memorial service, and Han Xiaoyi knew it when she went out. It was a memorial service for his brother who died three years ago, and those people used to be Lin Ze's younger brothers.

It seems that this guy was indeed a fool of the road before, and he was also a big brother-level figure. Otherwise, to be able to make such a big move, and to be escorted by a police car?

Han Xiaoyi was born in a famous family, although she didn't have much contact with dark events under the protection of her father, but she knew something about this aspect of things. Knowing that there is a police car to escort him, Lin Ze's identity will definitely not be so simple.

Glancing at Lin Ze's back, she didn't bother Lin Ze in silence. At this time, Lin Ze's mood will definitely not be too good, and Han Xiaoyi doesn't want to be an annoying girl.

Han Xiaoyi's thoughts turned back and forth, and his stupid younger brother was looking around, feeling extremely excited about the scene nearby. It was like a country kid entering the city for the first time, and people couldn't help but want to despise him.

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"Eighth master, Wang Hao is out." Li Si fell on Qiao Ba's side, his face was as calm as water, but the slightly fast speed of speech that did not match his style symbolized that his mood was not calm.

"Didn't you say don't interfere?" Qiao Ba put down the file, a trace of displeasure flashed on his elegant face, and asked. "Can't reach him?"

"Well, he took a bunch of people from the East China Sea with him. It could be—" Li Si didn't dare to continue, since he learned about the memorial service of the Scar Project, the eighth master had said that it was forbidden to participate in this matter. The older generation of subordinates who followed Qiao Ba knew that the eighth master would have a big grudge with the knife. The younger brother of the younger generation didn't know, so he would naturally follow Qiao Ba's words.

And most of the older generation will not disobey the meaning of the eighth master. But these people know that if this memorial service is successfully completed. The former members of the Little Knife Society, led by Scar, will inevitably rise in prestige and form a force to be reckoned with.

Therefore, although these subordinates of the older generation obeyed the meaning of the eighth master, they still paid close attention to the process of the memorial service.

As for Wang Haowan - Li Si knew that this kid had a fiery temper and was loyal to the eighth master. If the memorial service of the Little Knife Club is a complete success, it will definitely have a certain impact on the eighth master. Although the eighth master said that he was not allowed to interfere, but Wang Hao was the first trump card under Qiao Ba, how could he really do nothing?

Moreover, Wang Hao was beaten into a dog by Lin Ze at the beginning, and he would not give up.

Qiao Ba took off his glasses, sat on the chair and was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Inform everyone to stay still." ”

But there are only a few dozen people brought by Wang Hao. There were hundreds of people on the other side—" Liss said with a slight concern. "With Wang Hao's surname, maybe there will be a fight when the time comes."

"He doesn't do what I say, and if he encounters any trouble, he will solve it himself." Qiao Ba frowned slightly.

Li Si's heart was cold, and his hands and feet were slightly paralyzed.

He heard it, the eighth master planned to give up Wang Hao, the eldest brother under the eighth master-

It's just that he doesn't understand it, although the knife club was all the rage back then, and it was a smash hit. But the eighth master can still eradicate it in one fell swoop when the other party is like Zhongtian, why is he cautious now? Even Wang Hao plans to give up?

You must know that Wang Hao has been with the eighth master for all these years, even if he has no credit, he has hard work. If you say give up, give up, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of the brothers below?

However, the mind of a character like the eighth master, Li Si thinks that even if he is a staff member and strategist, he can't guess it many times. Dispelled this thought and slowly exited the room.

"Wang Hao, Wang Hao—"

As soon as Li Si left, Qiao Ba muttered to himself in a slightly gloomy tone. "You've been with me for so many years, but you don't understand my mind at all. If you don't understand, it's okay, and you have to make your own decisions. Why can't you learn from Lis? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Don't you know that I've never worried about enemies like wolves, but I've had a lot of headaches with my pig-like subordinates? ”

Taking a sip of tea, a trace of resoluteness flashed across Qiao Basi's gentle and elegant face, and he picked up the document and continued reading.

――――

A muffled thunder rang out, and before the thunder came, the lightning came first. It was as if a huge hole had been torn open in the sky, and the rain poured down.

The heavy rain washed over the cars and the roads, and the already gray sky became even darker, making the train fleet look particularly eerie like a convoy of death leading to the ghost underworld.

The South Gate Cemetery is halfway up the mountain, and there is a winding road more than ten meters wide on the way, and you must pass through this road to get to the cemetery.

When the convoy drove on the winding road, if you use the telescope to observe from a distance, you will find that a black dragon seems to appear on the winding road, wrapped around the mountainside like teeth and claws, and it looks even more hideous and fangs in the heavy rain.

Click!

A sedan at the front of the convoy came to an abrupt halt, slammed on the brakes, and stopped on the side of the road.

As soon as the car stopped, hundreds of cars behind it also stopped. But even so, no driver came out, they all lit a cigarette and smoked silently, or glanced at the blurry scenery outside the car window, which is not charming, but has a unique flavor.

"What's going on?" Scar asked at the microphone.

"There's a truck in front of you blocking the way." One of the cronies in charge of the convoy immediately reported to Scar what was ahead.

When Scar heard this, he hurriedly turned his head to Lin Ze and said, "Brother Xiaolin, the road is blocked." ”

Lin Ze let out a puff of smoke and said nonchalantly: "It may be Qiao Ba's person." ”

Scar was slightly stunned, and then a nameless anger rubbed in his heart, and he yelled at the microphone: "Give you three minutes!" Either drive that truck away or eat it! ”

――――

Wang Hao sat on the shell of the truck in a suit and leather shoes, smoking a rain-soaked cigarette between his fingers, and behind him stood more than 50 rugged men with sharp weapons. Donghai stood at the forefront, waiting for Wang Hao's order.

Between gangs, such a blatant fight is extremely rare. In particular, the police convoy was escorted behind the palace. However, just because it's rare doesn't mean it's not seen. The price of the rush is too great, and it doesn't mean that the big brothers can't afford it.

For example, this time, Wang Hao has enough reason and determination to do this.

First, let them successfully complete the memorial service, and the momentum of the Scar gang will rise, which will have a certain impact on the status of the eighth master.

Second, Wang Hao was beaten by Lin Ze and was beaten very badly. He knew that Lin Ze was the leader this time, so he brought all the people who could be mobilized over, and he was sure to trouble Lin Ze.

No matter how many people will squat in the class room in the end, if you can destroy the memorial service of the Little Knife Society, in front of the eighth master, it will also be a great achievement.

Thinking like this, his sinister face revealed a rampant meaning. In the pouring rain, it looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

――――

It's Joba's man!

This signal reached the ears of the former members of the Little Knife Society at an extremely fast speed, and the faces of Lao Yao and the others instantly revealed a strong murderous aura!

The entire convoy was covered with a layer of murder.

Scar sat in the driver's seat a little irritably, first ordered the drivers who drove the car to stay still, and then contacted Lao Yao and others, only to find that they had already gotten out of the car and headed in the direction of the truck that stopped the convoy. couldn't help but turn his head and ask Lin Ze: "Brother Xiaolin, what should I do now?" ”

Lin Ze extinguished the cigarette butt and said calmly: "Smoke five cars to block the road of the police car to prevent them from rushing up." ”

When Scar heard this, he was stunned at first, and then quickly completed what Lin Ze explained.

"And then?" Although Scar is now sitting in Jin Yuan's seat, he has never dealt with such a big fight or confrontation. I didn't know what to do for a while.

"And then—get out of the car and meet those Qiao Ba's men!"

Lin Ze said in a cold voice, then decisively pushed the car door and went out, heading in the direction of the truck!

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Last night, the flowers didn't exceed three hundred by twelve o'clock, and Fei Fei was very sad, but I believe everyone had done their best. Fei Fei decided to add three more chapters today, I hope you can work hard again. Well, believe in fat, the follow-up plot will be more refreshing and exciting! Ask for all the support you can~