Chapter 17 The Funeral of Most of Heijiang City

Kwon Tian died, and the shot shot shot him straight in the head, and the bullet ran down his temple and in the hard skull.

Half of his head is gone, and even if he is a god, he can't save him.

The Chief Superintendent still stood still, staring straight ahead, his eyes determined and unsure of what he was thinking, as if he hadn't smelled the smell of blood in the air at all.

"Let's go. Tang Xiaotang knows this superintendent, he received favors from the other party when he was a child, although this superintendent is not upright, but he has a lot of experience in managing gray areas.

At that time, Anderson was still alive, he was still a reckless teenager, and Gonda was still a gangster.

There were a few more deafening roars in the distance, and the people of Heijiang City were hiding in their houses, they would only regard this as an ordinary sweep to eliminate evil, but it didn't cause much chaos.

Only the corpses of Tang Xiaotang and Quan Tian remained in the alley, and Tang Xiaotang did not seem to have considered torture to extract confessions to force Anderson to find out his whereabouts, because in the 26th century, even dead people cannot hide secrets.

About three to five minutes later, a middle-aged man with a withered face came in at the entrance of the alley, and his black trench coat made his figure not as thin as he had been.

The man's age was much older than Tang Xiaotang, but his gaze at the young man was a little irrepressibly excited, you know, the one in front of him was the only known omega-level ability on the earth.

"Don't let me blow your head off. Tang Xiaotang got up and said unceremoniously.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, he didn't argue with the other party at this juncture, and quickly squatted down and covered Gonda's bloody head with his hands.

It's like reading something.

This process lasted for about thirty seconds, and a faint layer of milky white light could be faintly seen gushing out from various parts of Gontian's body, and then the light converged on the middle-aged man's big hands, and was finally absorbed into the middle-aged man's body.

The man who was called "ghost reading" by insiders stood up, looked at Tang Xiaotang, and suddenly became hesitant.

Tang Xiaotang took a deep breath, he had already understood the result, and asked with a sad face, "What about the corpse?"

"Thrown into the Black River......" the reader replied truthfully about what he saw.

Hearing that Anderson's body had been thrown into the raging Black River, Tang Xiaotang turned around and left, and began to contact his friends in the Federation.

Half an hour later, dozens of people who were good at resisting water arrived in Heijiang City, and they went down the river along the Heijiang River, even if they searched for nearly an hour, they could only return helplessly.

This is also expected, salvaging a corpse from the vast and fast-flowing Black River is difficult for even those who can reach the sky.

"Anne, I want to rest for a few days. Tang Xiaotang felt a little tired for the first time.

In the next seven days, all the "serious people" groups in Heijiang City ushered in a major purge.

Several intimidating federal officials with badges on their shoulders took over the office of the superintendent's office, all of whom were young officials in the Nine Summer District.

No one knows why Heijiang City has changed so much overnight, and if Quan Tian is still alive, he will definitely guess that some of the cuts are because of Tang Xiaotang.

That guy is sad now, if Tang Xiaotang is sad, the other person will be very unhappy.

Chiba is the youngest administrator in the history of Jiuxia, and he also has an identity, that is, Tang Xiaotang's good friend.

In other words, all Tang Xiaotang's actions after coming to Heijiang City were using his own connections, and he did not use Annie's resources.

If it was Anne who made a move, the blow to serious people would not be so unruly.

Heijiang City is about to change.

For the first time, the "serious people" of Heijiang City discovered that they were so weak in the past few years in this land.

They simply can't compare to the well-trained soldiers and steel monsters, and even what they are proud of is a joke.

Those who could escape escaped, and those who couldn't escape were buried with Anderson.

Seven days later, until the entire city of Heijiang was almost purged into "Baijiang City", Anderson's funeral was finally held simply.

Not many people came to the funeral, they didn't know why or where the famous painter died, they only knew that the news reported Anderson's death.

In Jiangbei Cemetery, Anderson's tombstone stands in the most expensive feng shui treasure in the cemetery.

Anderson is a white man with Italian blood in his veins, he has no relatives in Jiuxia, only three or four friends in the art world, and they are all old men.

Several old men stood in front of the tombstone with sad faces, lamenting the loss of this genius of oil painting.

"Son, go and follow Mr. Leonardo da Vinci......"

The old people did not hesitate to burn the paintings of this genius painter, and had no intention of waiting for appreciation at all.

Presumably, Anderson must have been a very good person to make friends during his lifetime.

In the corner of the cemetery, there was a man standing, and it was a white man.

George wept bitterly, he hated himself for being cowardly, and if he had been braver that day, if he had said a few good things to Anderson, the genius might not have died.

Anderson died to uphold the art of holiness, and he died for him.

George did not come near to worship, he was afraid that his filthy body would defile Anderson's soul, and he did not think he was worthy to worship Anderson.

There was another person who also came, Tang Xiaotang held a big black umbrella, stood in another corner and watched everything silently, incompatible with them, but bowed his head in silence with them.

"Let's go. ”

......

In the cigar factory in Liaojiang City, not far from Heijiang City, Lu Li frowned when he learned that he was about to go bankrupt.

He wasn't worried about money after he went bankrupt, but because of the wedding he was planning.

His only position in this society is that everyone has the chairman of the Xianxiu Group, and if the Guo Group is bankrupt, can he still invite the so-called celebrities to his wedding with Midnight?

After wandering at the door of the cigar factory for a long time, Lu Li suddenly thought of a good idea to make money, and then took Xia Zhuhuo back to the headquarters of the Renren Xianxiu Group in a hurry.

In the center of Beiding, everyone has an immortal repair company.

Lu Li bypassed all the employees who wanted to sneak around, even though he didn't show his identity and no one knew him.

He instructed Xia Zhu to plan the route, and Xia Zhu applied for the route in half an hour, worthy of being the woman who was favored by Anne.

The two ran to the roof of the building and flew to the Toyo district across the sea in a private jet.

Of course Lu Li didn't know how to fly the plane, it was Xia Zhu who was in charge of flying the plane, and she didn't even bring any crew members, this woman surprised him again, and it was also terrifying.

Lu Li sat in the cabin, he didn't know why he was nervous, he said to himself: "This is the female driver who has gone to the sky, or the captain who has no crew members." ”

"I need to fasten my seatbelt so that I can die with my body intact. ”

Xia Zhu's cold voice came from the radio: "Mr. Lu, may I ask what you are going to do in the Oriental District?"

"Sell yourself!"

The answer was sonorous and unashamed.