In the funeral home, the portraits of Lin Yulan and Lin Xiaoning stand in the lobby.

Cheng Hao stood in the lobby and bowed three times, then sat on his seat and waited for Guan Meiqian.

At this time, Guan Meiqian appeared in a black long skirt, followed by Chen Xia, and naturally Huang Bo.

Since the last time Huang Bo saw Cheng Hao, his eyes were a little different, full of murderous aura.

Cheng Hao simply frowned and remained silent.

Soon Wang Fatzi, the hound, and the rat head also arrived at the scene, and the three of them nodded and bowed to Cheng Hao first, and then stepped forward to mourn the dead.

Then Luo Xiaowei and Cui Zhiming also came, because Cui Chengzhi was sent on a mission, so they did not attend.

Luo Xiaowei glanced at Cheng Hao with tears, and was a little surprised that Master Cheng Hao's family was all dead, but Cheng Hao was calm and calm like a person who was fine.

The anger and pain in Cheng Hao's heart had already been abstained from the moment he had died his brother, cutting off all feelings, so that the people present could not see a person's cowardice clearly.

Cowardice is the end of a sad loser, and he cannot be a loser.

Cheng Hao sat in the sacrificial hall for a whole afternoon, followed by the funeral.

The deceased rested in peace, and the ashes were taken to the cemetery by Cheng Hao.

At this time, Cui Zhiming patted Cheng Hao's shoulder, "Young man, as for your master, the forensic doctor needs some time." ”

Cheng Hao's cold eyes nodded, got into a black car, and went to the cemetery to bury the deceased.

Wang Fatzi looked at Cheng Hao's cold and numb eyes, which could slash people at any time, and squeezed out a rare smile.

Cheng Hao, dressed in a black suit, stood in front of the cemetery, on the left was Wang Fatzi in a dark suit, and on the right was Chen Xia in a short skirt and stockings.

And Guan Meiqian has left ahead of schedule because she has more important things in the company today.

Behind him stood many employees of Tianyu Company, as well as Du Haitao and the hound, and there were strings of dark paper on the ground.

"Brother Cheng, my cousin has something to do, and the mourning is going to change!" Chen Xia forced a smile.

"Thank you!" Cheng Hao chuckled.

Cheng Hao was not in the mood, watching the wind on the mountain blow his hair.

Cheng Hao looked at his watch at night, and then said, "Okay, break ground." ”

"Good!"

The hound, with sorrow, ran forward and threw away the soil with his hoe.

The funeral music was already ringing, and the firecrackers on the ground were crackling.

Then there were guests who came to pay homage to the dead.

At this time, taking advantage of the chaos, a beggar dressed in tatters insisted on breaking into the crowd.

"What for?" the Hound brother immediately stopped the beggar.

"I'll deliver something!" said the beggar, shaking his head.

"What's that?" the mad dog that had been guarding the front came out.

"Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao!" the beggar roared vigorously at the top of his throat.

The beggar's voice was heard by the people who were half a mile away, and many people poked their heads out.

Seeing that many people poked their heads out, the beggar opened the large piece of cloth wrapped in the ground.

No one expected that there would be a firework inside, and the guests were in an uproar, and the mad dog slapped the beggar on the spot angrily.

Luo Xiaowei in the private room sneered, "Cheng Hao has a lot of enemies!"

"Who, this is looking for death!" The little gangsters near the north of the city were about to move, and they all wanted to show their hands in front of Cheng Hao.

Afterwards, Cheng Hao and the wild dragon came to the beggar, and the mad dog and the others were slaying the beggar.

The beggar's skinny and skinny emaciated appearance is probably unbearable.

Stop!" Cheng Hao said.

Mad Dog and the others immediately stopped moving.

"Who asked you to come?" Cheng Hao stared at the beggar with a pair of fierce eyes.

"Huang Jingshan said, the wreath will be given to you first, and you will die when he goes home. The beggar relayed the words word for word.

"you. The originally red-faced hound rat head didn't say a word, and stepped forward to beat the beggar again.

Cheng Hao took a deep breath and couldn't help but think of the name in his heart: "Huang Jingshan!"

The fists and feet of the crowd beat the beggar out of breath, and the whole person looked like a blood gourd.

Cheng Hao narrowed his eyes, "Forget it, let him go!"

Cheng Hao didn't need to meet a beggar, and he didn't want to disturb everyone's interest because of a beggar.

"Grass, roll, roll with your wreath. The mad dog yelled.

The beggar, whose head was covered in blood, stood up with a wobble step by step, grabbed the wreath, and said as he ran: "Young Master Feng, you lied to me, there is no money." ”

The beggar farts and disappeared at the end of the cemetery.

The atmosphere quickly recovered under the beggar's vignette, Luo Xiaowei and Cui Zhiming left without staying long, it seemed that nothing would happen at the funeral, and the two of them could be regarded as having completed the task.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the guests began to leave one after another, and Cheng Hao stood under the hillside to see them off one by one, and most of the guests chatted a few words.

At this time, Cheng Hao stood alone in front of Lin Yulan's tombstone, looking at the person in the black and white photo with a very calm expression.

Finally, Bi Gang walked towards Cheng Hao with a wreath in his hand and a black windbreaker at this time, he took off his sunglasses and squatted in front of the tombstone.

"Brother, you are still the same, don't think I don't know, in fact, you want to kill the enemy at the moment in your heart, but you can't rush it for a while!"

Bi Gang glanced at Cheng Hao, who had been clenching his fists tightly, and said as if he had nothing to do with him.

"Is the play over?" Cheng Hao roared.

This dull sound frightened Bi Gang and hurriedly stood up, could it be that Cheng Hao already knew that Master Lu Xinguo was killed by him?

It's impossible, and it's clear that he hasn't exposed any clues.

"Brother, what are you doing here, why did you suddenly lose your temper so much?" Bi Gang said a little weakly.

"Take me to the woman. ”

"Who?" said Bi Gang in horror.

"Whoever brought you out of the army told you the news of Master's death. ”

Cheng Hao is not a fool, he would not believe that a deserter would not be punished in any way and still run out to attend the funeral with such a swagger.

Special forces have never had this kind of power, they are all fighters who work hard for their country, and if there is, then he must have enough power to shake the head of the country.

Since he is the person who can shake the head of the country, this person's huge background can be imagined, which makes Cheng Hao even more curious.

"I don't know, but she said I'll see you soon. Bi Gang replied pretending not to know anything.

"Really, who are you working for now, you are now a deserter, you will be wanted by the whole country, but now that a day has passed, there is still no news, don't you think it is strange?"

"So you're worried about me, but don't think too much, I'm only here today to pay homage to the dead, and as for these answers, it's better for you to find them yourself. ”

Bi Gang stood up at this time, turned around and left.