Situ Jingyuan was in poor condition, the entire Hongmen was in a mess, and Cui Zhengyuan couldn't stay longer.

After greeting Tang Biao and Situ Keke and comforting them to pay attention to their bodies, Cui Zhengyuan returned to the hotel where he was staying.

In this case, seeing that Situ Jingyuan's time is running out, maybe there will be big changes in the next two days, and he naturally can't leave.

After returning to the hotel and washing up a little, Cui Zhengyuan sat quietly in front of the window alone, thinking about what he saw and heard today.

What he couldn't let go of the most was Wang Zecheng's words, because they almost represented a country's attitude towards an organization.

One of the things that made Cui Zhengyuan feel that something had changed was that it was obvious that the government had supported the spokesperson in Hongmen, and planned to continue to control this very influential organization after Situ Jingyuan.

However, because of the sudden deterioration of Situ Jingyuan's condition, this arrangement was put to waste.

Judging from what Cui Zhengyuan has learned so far, if Situ Jingyuan Immortal goes, then Tang Biao's chances of inheriting Hongmen are almost certain.

But Wang Zecheng also said that because of the relationship between historical origin and origin, Tang Biao's mind is really elusive.

It seems that in the future, among the two gangs, the Cui family will be more conspicuous. So as not to be accidentally swept into it and suffer from the fish in the pond.

Just thinking about it, Yan Xiaobei brought the tea in, and after putting it down, he hesitated for a long time and said, "General Affairs, today...... Since I came out of Hongmen today, I have been being followed. ”

Cui Zhengyuan's eyes were as cold as electricity, and he was instantly shining. "Are you sure?"

Yan Xiaobei nodded, and said proudly: "I used to be the best special forces, and I have been in and out of places like Afghanistan and Iraq, and I am very clear about tracking and counter-tracking. ”

Choi Jung-won's fingers tapped on the table, lost in thought. "Who's going to follow us? We're just here to visit Uncle Situ, so we shouldn't pose a threat to anyone? ”

He couldn't figure it out, and people like Yan Xiaobei who didn't care about themselves couldn't figure it out.

But it's not impossible for people with bad brains to do so. Yan Xiaobei handled it very simply. "Executive, since you also said that we don't pose a threat to anyone, why don't we just leave after the matter is done here?"

Hearing this, Cui Zhengyuan couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, they all said that they wanted to avoid strife, and we won't mix."

After speaking, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, both feeling that the troubles just now were really unfounded.

However, their comfort did not last long, and Park Jung-jae rushed in with a panicked face. There was still a panic on his face that could not be concealed, and it was clear that something terrible had happened.

As soon as he came in. and loudly announced. "Zhengyuan, there was news from Hongmen just now that Mr. Situ had passed away thirty minutes ago."

Choi Jung-won staggered before standing up, not even noticing that the table was brought down. "So fast?"

Although he was prepared, he really didn't expect that this moment would come so suddenly.

Obviously, a few hours ago, he had spoken to Situ Jingyuan, and the other party had also explained a lot of instructions to him.

But in the blink of an eye, yin and yang have been separated forever. The joy is gone.

Situ Jingyuan's death caught many people off guard.

Hongmen held a grand funeral for this family, and all Hongmen disciples from all over the world gathered in San Francisco.

When Cui Zhengyuan arrived at the mourning hall, the people who came to pay their respects had already flocked to the mourning hall. From the foot of the mountain to the mourning hall at the top of the mountain. was pulled out of the human wall by the Hongmen disciples along the way, and it looks no different from the underworld in the movie.

When it was Cui Jungwon's turn to go in to worship, he saw Coco for the first time today.

The little girl stood alone in the position of answering the salute, only crying silently. Next to her. It was Isabel who rushed to hear the news.

It's just that in addition to constantly comforting, Isabel also cried pear blossoms with rain.

Choi Jung-won walked over and held Coco's shoulder. said: "If you want to cry, try to cry today, from tomorrow onwards, there will be no uncle's arms to shelter you from the wind and rain." We're not around you, so we have to learn to be strong. ”

With his words, Coco's crying intensified, and finally she sighed and fainted in Isabel's arms.

"Chang, how can there be someone like you, now that Sister Coco has fainted, what should I do?" Isabel nervously held Coco and couldn't help but complain to Choi Jung-won.

Cui Zhengyuan blushed, looked at Tang Biao, who had been greeting the VIP in the distance, and said coldly: "Isn't this better for her, otherwise it would be cruel to her to stand here and endure the torment all the time." ”

Following Cui Zhengyuan's gaze, Isabel also noticed Tang Biao, who was particularly comfortable in the distance. couldn't help but snort coldly, and said angrily: "I know that if I revolve around the big guys, I really think that I am now the head of the Hongmen." At first, I thought he was a righteous gentleman, but now it seems that he is just a utilitarian person. ”

"Okay, just know some things in your heart, don't go around talking nonsense. You can help Coco to rest first, and let others carry it here. ”

Seeing Isabel helping Coco walk away, Cui Zhengyuan was dressed upright, and came to Situ Jingyuan's spiritual seat with an incomparably complicated and sad feeling.

There was already a welcome offering of incense, and after Cui Zhengyuan took it, he bowed three times very respectfully, adding a little more to this uncle.

In the black-and-white photo, Situ Jingyuan is as hearty as he was before his death, quietly looking at the life in front of the spirit. I don't know if he can feel the strangeness here in another world.

Cui Zhengyuan quietly stared at the portrait of Situ Jingyuan, thinking back to his previous entrustment, and said to himself: "Uncle, don't worry, I will try to take care of Coco." ”

After meditating for a while, Cui Zhengyuan turned around and walked towards Tang Biao's position.

Just sent off a wave of guests, Tang Biao also noticed Cui Zhengyuan who came over. "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm really busy today, please forgive me for not taking good care of me."

Looking at the fake smile on Tang Biao's face, Cui Zhengyuan felt alienated for the first time.

If it was expected, it must have been told to him about Wang Zecheng's private chat with him that day. Maybe in his heart, he must think that he and Wang Zecheng have reached a deal.

Tang Biao's attitude towards the mainland has always been very bad, and he will naturally become hostile to him.

Choi Jung-won also knew that this misunderstanding was impossible to eliminate, and he didn't care anyway. For him now, as long as Coco is well.

Now he has become a power. He has enough influence in his own right, and he no longer needs to rely on Hongmen to gain a foothold in the United States.

Therefore, in the face of Tang Biao's smiling flesh, he also replied with polite words. "It's okay, everything is busy today, there are constant guests, our own family doesn't have to care about this. Now that Uncle Situ is gone, the huge stall in Hongmen will fall on Brother Tang, please don't be polite if you need help. ”

"Hehe, definitely. My own brother said, brother, what difficulties are you encountering in the United States today? Even if you look for me, Hongmen is. Tang Biao's face changed slightly, and then he made a promise.

Between the words, it seems that he has taken Hongmen as his bag.

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Cui Zhengyuan had no interest in thinking of a snake with him, and said goodbye politely.

After returning to Los Angeles from San Francisco, inspecting the work of the branch a little, and explaining to Li Xiaocheng to pay more attention to the state of Tangmen in the future, Cui Zhengyuan set off to prepare for China.

Because of Situ Jingyuan's death, he missed the European promotional tour of "Inception". Cui Zhengyuan simply set off directly to return to China. Advocacy in the Asian region.

Because the plane was transferred back by the company to serve GirlsGeneration's busy schedule, this time Cui Zhengyuan had to take a flight back to China.

In the bustling Los Angeles airport, Cui Zhengyuan found a seat and sat down. He began to close his eyes and recuperate.

This time the return trip was in a hurry, and there was no VIP lounge, and he could only rest in the hall like ordinary passengers.

Fortunately, there were not many people around him this time, and he did a little cover-up. So it didn't attract much attention.

Just as he closed his eyes to recuperate, a familiar language suddenly came from behind him.

When I glanced back a little, I realized that it was a fat man in his fifties. Black hair. The yellow skin, coupled with fluency in Chinese, all show that this is a Chinese.

Looking at his fat figure and oily face, it all indicates that this person should be a chef.

However, it is said that fat people have more smiling faces, but this person has a panicked face. When I was on the phone, I didn't even notice that someone was eavesdropping.

"Wife, listen to me, hurry up and take the child to live at her mother-in-law's house for a few days. No, no, no, don't go to your in-laws' house. Didn't I send back a lot of money, you can take Xiaohui to visit your aunt's house far away. I heard that the development over there is very good, so I can't buy a house there. When I got back, my family was there to start over. Remember, don't use your ID when buying a house, just use your aunt's. ”

Hearing this, Cui Zhengyuan was a little inexplicable.

This person is so careful, how does it feel as if there is some ulterior privacy?

But this is someone's private matter, Cui Zhengyuan has nothing to do with himself, and he hears it, but he doesn't plan to meddle in it.

Now for him, the most important thing is to quickly start the promotion of "Inception" after he returns.

But the moment he turned his head, his face suddenly became shocked. patted Yan Xiaobei, who was reading a book next to him, and instructed softly: "Don't go back with me, hurry up and change the ticket, and then resist the black-clothed one over there." You follow him wherever he goes, and see what he has to do. Be careful not to be discovered, I feel as if something is not right about to happen. ”

Following Cui Zhengyuan's guidance, Yan Xiaobei noticed that a silent man was sitting in the distance.

The man was motionless, like a statue. But even if you put your hands flat on your knees, you can feel the power that seems to be endless.

For Yan Xiaobei, who was born in a martial arts family, it can be seen at a glance that this person is a master.

Since Cui Zhengyuan asked him to follow this person, then he must have discovered some secret.

Over the years, following Cui Zhengyuan's side, it has always been as plain as water. For someone like him, who is used to gunpowder smoke and thrills, this kind of thing excites him even more.

Nodding his head to indicate that he understood, he quickly got up and went to the customs to change his book.

After Cui Zhengyuan finished explaining, there were still huge waves in his eyes, obviously shocked that that person would appear here.

What happened made him even more desperate to know the secrets. (To be continued......)