Jin Wanda's death caused an uproar in Beihai City, and everyone was talking about such a thing, and the topic that led to it was nothing more than people doing it, and the sky was watching.

Two days later, the court held a public hearing of the murder of Jin Wanda.

The trial site was packed with people, and reporters from all walks of life flocked to it.

Mao Eighteen, Huzi, and Chang Wanlin sat at the front.

Long Yi also came over and greeted Mao Eighteen.

Mao Eighteen was in a very bad mood now, so he nodded with Long and didn't speak.

Zhao Tianxi also came over, and after seeing Mao Shibai and Long Yi, he waved at them like old acquaintances.

At the beginning of the trial, because the facts were clear, there was nothing to refute, but there was a bit of a problem with Weng Qiushui's sentencing.

One voice said that Weng Qiushui was an intentional homicide, and even if he was a bad person, he could not be deprived of his right to life casually.

A voice said that Weng Qiushui belonged to righteousness and courage and should be given a light sentence.

In the end, the latter voice prevailed, and the court finally sentenced Weng Qiushui to 10 years in prison.

Mao Eighteen let out a long breath, the dust settled, and he leaned heavily on the chair.

Weng Qiushui was taken away. When he passed by Mao Shiba's side, he paused for a moment and said, people don't make enemies when they die, you can watch and handle Jin Wanda's future.

Mao 18 nodded and said, eldest sister, I will definitely do it, definitely.

Walking out of the courthouse, Liuzi sighed, and Huzi said, what are you sighing for.

Liuzi said, it stands to reason that Jin Wanda is dead, I should be happy, but why can't I be happy.

Mao 18 didn't speak, got in the car, and went directly to the hospital.

Huzi and Chang Wanlin are all following behind.

When he arrived at the hospital, Mao Shibai asked Huzi to call to find a hearse, and find someone to put Jin Wanda's body on the car after re-applying makeup.

Inform the employees of the company that Jin Wanda is dead, and people will not make enemies when they die, and tell them that if they are willing to come, they will send Jin Wanda on the last journey.

The employees of the company saw that Mao Eighteen was so generous, so many people came over.

The convoy with white flowers swelled rapidly, and it had increased to two hundred for a while, and I didn't know whether to come to the funeral or to celebrate Jin Wanda's death.

The convoy went very slowly, and after the spark at the funeral home, it went straight to the cemetery.

Weng Qiushui told Mao Shibai that the cemetery had been bought a long time ago, and it was enough to send it directly.

In the ground, Mao 18 stood in front of Jin Wanda's grave for a long time, but he didn't know what to say to Jin Wanda.

According to Buddhism, although Jin Wanda died, he didn't know it for seven days, and his soul watched from afar in the sky, not knowing why this was the case.

Mao Eighteen threw down the last handful of paper money, and then turned to leave.

After finishing these, it was already a red sun, looking at the company on the horizon, Mao Eighteen was a little like a world away.

Weng Qiushui sat on the bed in a formal manner at this time, listening to the discipline and talking about some rules, she looked a little haggard, but she was not depressed, maybe this is another kind of freshman.

Zhao Tianxi's office was being a person at this time, dry and thin, with deep-set eye sockets and dull eyes.

This person is Jin Wanda's nephew, Jin Qiang.

Jin Qiang has been taking drugs for a long time. Coupled with the fact that he is in a place of sound and lust every day, his body is almost hollowed out.

Jin Qiang was found by Zhao Tianxi's subordinates from a song hall, and when he was found, Jin Qiang was swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Jin Qiang didn't know why Zhao Tianxi wanted to get himself out. Could it be that he offended Zhao Tianxi?

Zhao Tianxi looked at Jin Qiangxin and said, Nyima's is just this bear who doesn't grow, no wonder Jin Wanda doesn't like him either.

Zhao Tianxi threw Jin Qiang a Zhonghua 328 and said, Jin Qiang, Jin Wanda is dead, you don't have any ideas.

Jin Qiang didn't know what Zhao Tianxi meant, and said, I don't have any ideas, people always have to die, it's just a matter of one day earlier and one day later.

Zhao Tianxi almost lost his breath, and said in his heart, Nyima, he actually said such a boneless thing, and he was not a fucking man.

Zhao Tianxi said, Jin Qiang, you don't fucking want to avenge your uncle, you fucking said that, don't you think you're too cowardly.

Jin Qiang said, who can I recruit for revenge, Weng Qiushui, hasn't she already gone in.

Zhao Tianxi said, you are looking for Weng Qiushui several times, looking for Mao Eighteen, the cause of this incident is Mao Eighteen, I heard that your aunt and Mao Eighteen still have a leg, otherwise your aunt can kill your uncle, and gave all the property to Mao Eighteen.

Jin Qiang smiled bitterly and said, you let me dry my hair eighteen, why don't you go.

Jin Qiangxin said, Zhao Tianxi, you are fucking. You are bragging B in me, and you have the ability to do the hair eighteen.

Zhao Tianxi was stopped by Jin Qiang's words, yes, why didn't he go to dry Mao Eighteen.

Zhao Tianxi smiled awkwardly and said, you have a chance now, you don't need a great opportunity in front of you, what are you waiting for.

Jin Qiang said what opportunity.

Zhao Tianxi said, who are you Jin Wanda? It's your uncle, your uncle is dead, his property should be given to you, you can't let outsiders take it away.

Zhao Tianxi's words made Jin Qiang fall into deep thought, yes, it stands to reason that this is the case, he should get his uncle's company back, and after all, he will still be surnamed Jin when the time comes. Now that it's in the hands of Mao Eighteen, what's going on.

Jin Qiang said, I want it, but Mao Eighteen can't give it to me.

Zhao Tianxi said, look for me, I'm the person who can't see this matter the most, I see the injustice and pull out the knife to help, I will help you.

Jin Qiang said, "Okay, if you can come back, I'll give you half of it."

Zhao Tianxi said, it's not enough to just talk, sign it.

Someone took the contract that had been printed, and Jin Qiang signed it on it, Zhao Tianxi was naturally happy, and said in his heart, Mao Eighteen, I will make you happy.

The next day, Mao Shibai got up early, and after cleaning up, he took the money and went directly to the detention center.

After Gao He's help, he met the director of the detention center, gave him 50,000 yuan, and told him to take good care of Weng Qiushui.

Weng Qiu was used to being pampered at home when he was at the level, and he was really not used to sleeping with everyone at first, and he didn't sleep well all night last night.

Especially there is a boss in the prison cell, who cleaned up Weng Qiushui for a long time yesterday, she didn't believe that Weng Qiushui came in and didn't bring anything, and asked Weng Qiushui to talk about the matter with Mao Eighteen, the more detailed the better.

When Mao Shibai and the director of the detention center appeared in front of the prison at the same time, Weng Qiushui shed tears.

The boss of the prison said, "Grass and mud horses, look at your coquettish appearance, you can't help it when you see a man."

The door opened, and Mao Eighteen was the first to walk in, reaching out and pinching the woman's neck, her eyes blood-red.

The director of the detention center was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "My father, you let go quickly, no one can do it."