The policemen were also very miserable, waiting for more than ten minutes in this place, it was stuffy, hot, and very boring. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he heard this, he quickly packed up his things and drove back to the team in a police car.

"Tick ---------------" Sirens sounded everywhere for a while, and the police quickly left the place.

Xie Wu also trotted to a Lamborghini attentively, raised the door, and said very respectfully: "Son, please!" ”

For sycophants, the fifth child is still very good, after all, he has been in the Xie family for more than ten years, and there are not a few Miss Gongzi who have been with him.

Xie Tian glanced at him appreciatively and said, "Old Five, you are still clever!" ”

He didn't stay where he was, strode towards one of the Lamborghini, and sat in the passenger seat.

Anyway, the soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, take one step at a time, Xie Wu thought in his heart.

Now, no matter how scared you are, it's useless, you can only completely resign yourself to fate.

Thinking of this, he also trotted into the driver's seat of the Lamborghini, stepped on the accelerator a few times, and sped along the road.

...........

On the other side, the eerie suburban funeral parlor.

A busy day has quietly passed, and the funeral mourners are gradually leaving.

On the path outside the funeral home, the breeze rustles the branches of the trees, and the dim street lamps shine on a sheep's intestine path.

I only heard the sound of footsteps, and an old man came from the end of the path.

The old man was over half a hundred years old, of medium height, a little thin, with short white hair, and looked a little lonely in the light of the night.

This person is the director of the funeral home, Lao Li!

When Lao Li walked halfway, he glanced down at the old watch on his withered arm, and whispered to himself: "It seems that you have to hurry up."

After Xiao Chen asked for leave, he was the only one who dared to keep vigil at the funeral home.

And now it's almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the staff in the funeral home are basically off work.

So he has to speed up a little now, if he doesn't go, the lonely ghosts in the funeral home will have no one to accompany him.

The dim street lamp stretched Lao Li's shadow into a long one, maybe he didn't know that this would be the last part of his road, and it would also be the road to hell.

About ten minutes later.

At the end of the path, a dozen youths appeared.

I saw that this group of people were all wearing T-shirts and shirts on their upper bodies, tattered jeans on their lower bodies, and their hair was dyed in various ways, yellow, green, red and white.

They also hold bright sticks in their hands, which look like the old boys seeking revenge.

A group of people walked on the path, and when they were halfway there, one of them with yellow hair suddenly stopped and asked the red-haired one in front of him: "Brother Long, did Boss Nan really let us go to the funeral home?"

As soon as he finished saying this, a group of people stopped, and they also looked at Long Chen suspiciously.

Originally, at night it was the most comfortable time for these little gangsters, everyone mixed in nightclubs, drank and picked up girls, and was very happy.

This Chen Long suddenly ran over, saying that Boss Nan asked them all to go out and smash a field.

It's a good thing to smash the field, after all, it's all about money, and everyone has no complaints.

It's not right to just walk, damn it, this direction is going to smash the crematorium, which is not a good thing.

Who has ever heard that there is that old boy who ran to smash the crematorium, they may be the first example in history.

So I can only confirm with Long Chen again and again whether it is Boss Nan who said it.

Chen Long was also a little helpless, turned his head, and said with an innocent face: "Lao Tzu doesn't know what the situation is, that's what Brother Nan said when he called today." ”

"Damn, call again to confirm and confirm, and when it will be smashed, it will be wrong, and it will not be good if people and ghosts are provoked"

Huang Mao still felt unsafe, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Brother Nan.

"Brother Nan is resting, Ah Tian, you will make Brother Nan unhappy like this"

A thug said with some concern for him.

The little gangster named Ah Tian didn't pay attention to it, anyway, the phone called, and the vibration shook a few times, if you hang up at this time, it is better to go all the way to the end.

But I'm also a little scared in my heart, I was originally a gangster, and it was okay to cut someone, but now I have to smash people's funeral homes, what is this, people and ghosts don't let go.

After thinking for a while, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Brother Nan"

Ah Tian asked cautiously.

"Well, who are you?"

After all, this Nan Ge is also an old old boy, so he must not be able to remember the names of these people.

"I'm Ah Tian, it's the Ah Tian under Brother Long"

Ah Tian reminded loudly.

A group of people next to him also came over, all wondering if this matter was reliable.

Chen Long walked to the side of the road and squatted down a little depressed, lighting a cigarette.

Being a big brother can make all the younger brothers not believe him, and this big brother is also aggrieved enough.

"Oh..... Ah Tian, what's the matter? ”

A relieved voice came from the other end of the phone, asking

I don't know if I really remember it or pretend to remember it, but I probably know it anyway.

"That is, are we really going to smash the funeral home tonight?"

Ah Tian bluntly said the problem that everyone wanted to know, and everyone secretly gave a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he said, "Hmm.... That's right, it's the funeral home, and I know you have complaints, but after you finish this ticket, 100,000 Huaxia coins per person, this chip is okay, right? ”

Brother Nan is also an old man, and he threw out their favorite thing at once, money! In this day and age, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do.

"Ten........ Ten....... Lakh??? ”

Ah Tian couldn't believe it, and asked in a hurry.

The people who were listening were also instantly beaten like chicken blood, happily closing their mouths, covering their mouths one by one, almost not laughing.

Even Long Chen dropped his cigarette and ran over to listen.

He didn't know how much he could get with this vote, and Brother Nan told him a lot at that time.

But I never thought that 100,000! I was able to get so much as 100,000.

There are a total of thirteen people here, one person is 100,000, isn't it 1.3 million, which is also a very considerable income for the little gangsters who are desperate every day and can only get a few hundred yuan.

"Well, boy, let's do it, I originally explained it to Long Chen, and now I say it again, just pay attention to it, don't kill too many people, smash the field, just teach a lesson."

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, instructing.