Chapter 587: Good Man

Zhang Yi carried the bag and generously got into an SUV in the middle.

After the car started walking, it drove slowly on the road, and the speed was not very fast, only about forty yards.

On both sides of the road, you can see some security guards patrolling back and forth with dogs, and some workers cleaning the road and trimming leaves.

"How rich is this family?" Zhang Yi muttered inadvertently in his heart: "With a residence of this scale, you must not only be rich but also powerful!"

After all, Zhang Yi also knows a little about this rich area, and says that it is a district, but there are only five or six families living here.

Not to mention that there are few people living in it, it's just that when this place was first set up, only five or six families were set up.

This kind of place is divided and set up according to a great feng shui, and the people who live here will produce power from generation to generation, and their own industries will only become more and more developed and huge.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi sighed without sighing, fate is destined, some families are destined to only get richer and richer, while some families are struggling on the food and clothing line.

Striving to have everything is just a self-deception for some people.

While Zhang Yi was thinking wildly, the car stopped in front of a house.

Before Zhang Yi got out of the car, he heard all kinds of chatting and frolicking sounds coming from there.

With a "snap", the car door was opened by the bodyguards.

"Mr. Zhang, my lord is dining inside, please go in and dine together!" The bodyguard said respectfully.

"Okay!" After Zhang Yi got out of the car, he said lightly.

The bodyguards led Zhang Yi to the house, and the closer he got to the chat, the stronger the laughter became.

After walking into the tail house, Zhang Yi was almost startled by the scene in front of him, the scene here was simply a lying atmosphere.

"Mr. Zhang, where is your location, I'll lead you there." The bodyguard said, pointing to a table in the distance.

Zhang Yi looked in the direction pointed by the bodyguard and found that it was actually a main table position, and there were a few people he knew on it.

Wang Fan, Yan Buliu, Mr. Liu, Yan Bo.

"Mr. Zhang, please come this way!" The bodyguard said.

"I'll go over by myself, you're going to get busy, thank you."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang!" The bodyguards retreated without much support,

Zhang Yi carried the bag and walked to the main table, in addition to the people Zhang Yi knew, there were only some elderly people on the main table, these people had the momentum of a superior person, and at a glance they knew that they were not ordinary people.

Putting these people aside, Zhang Yi found that the main table was actually quite lively, after all, there were two people pinching together.

Yan Buliu: "Come there, drink that!"

Wang Fan: "Just drink, how do you want to drink?"

Yan Buliu: "Drink whatever you want!"

Wang Fan: "Blow the bottle!"

Yan Buliu: "Blow it, blow it, blow it if you want to blow it."

Wang Fan: "White ......"

Yan Buliu: "Are you afraid!?"

Wang Fan: "Afraid!?" I'll be afraid, if you want to blow, how about the opening of the three bottles! ”

Yan Buliu: "It's up to you!"

Wang Fan: "Okay, cool enough!"

After the words fell, Wang Fan got up and picked up an unopened bottle of Moutai, folded the bottle mouth in his hand, and directly broke the bottle mouth.

After folding six bottles in a row, Wang Fan said, "You have three bottles, I have three bottles, are you ready?"

"My mouth is very dry!" Yan said provocatively.

"Then stop talking nonsense, blow!" Wang Fan raised the Moutai in his hand, raised his head and raised his neck to blow.

Yan Buliu saw it, his eyebrows trembled, and he also raised his head and blew up.

Zhang Yi: (*゚ロ゚)!!

"Do I want to go over or not, this posture is too ferocious, I really can't eat it......" Zhang Yi silently retreated in his heart.

"Gee, it's not a rabbit!" Yan Bo saw Zhang Yi with a sharp eye, and hurriedly waved his hand to him and said, "Come, come, come!" Come here. ”

Zhang Yi sighed, walked over, smiled apologetically at those people he didn't know, and sat on the chair that had been prepared for him.

"What's in this bag?" Mr. Liu opened his mouth and asked, "Why do I think there is a demonic spirit in this!"

"A demon's arm was broken off by Aunt Ying!" Zhang Yi said lightly.

"I'll go, awesome!" Yan Bo said jokingly: "It seems that Uncle Feng can practice King Kong not bad magic skills in the future."

"By the way, Brother Liu, you will check this arm and see which two kinds of demonic qi are made of." Zhang Yi said.

"Okay! When this is done, go and look into it! Mr. Liu replied.

Zhang Yi didn't ask what the affairs here were, after all, the people in the office are here, it will definitely not be a trivial matter, it must be the kind of thing that can't be explained in a few words, it is better to wait for the meal to ask.

When Zhang Yi and Mr. Liu were arguing, Wang Fan and Yan Buliu also finished blowing three bottles of Moutai.

"Are you still coming?" Wang Fan said in a daze.

"If you come, I'll come!" Yan did not stay back.

"Good!" Wang Fan picked up the Moutai liquor that the waiter had prepared just now, raised his hand and folded it.

Another six bottles were folded......

"Come, go on!" Wang Fan threw away the folded bottle mouth casually, raised his head and blew it.

Zhang Yi:(°ー°〃)

"This ...... Can you still handle things and so on? Zhang Yi asked in surprise.

"It's okay today, but it won't be tomorrow night!" Mr. Liu said nonchalantly.

Wang Fan and Yan Buliu were three bottles again......

"Hiccup...... Come back...... Is it? After Wang Fan spit out these words, his eyes fell down.

Fortunately, Yan Bo on the side raised his hand in time to support Wang Fan.

"Huh...... Youngster! After Yan Buliu sneered for a while, he sat down trembling and said, "You lalalala...... Garbage! ”

As soon as Yan Buliu vomited out the garbage, he tilted his head and fainted on his back.

At this time, one of the people at the dinner table raised his hand and called the waiter, then pointed to Wang Fan and Yan Buliu, and said, "Bring these two gentlemen to the guest room, so that they can be served!"

The waiter answered, waved his hand and called a few people, leaving Wang Fan and Yan Bu on their backs.

After these two living treasures left, the wine table was suddenly deserted, but although it was cold, Zhang Yi also understood what this incident was.

This event is simply a funeral ceremony, of course, if it were ordinary, it would definitely not need so many people, but the question is whether the person who died this time was a great good person, or the kind of good person with great merit. With this kind of thing, the things in it become troublesome, because generally when a person with merit goes to report below after death, there will be a large group of lonely souls and wild ghosts who will come to bite him, and use the merit on his body to eliminate part of his karma, so as to suffer less sin after going down, and by the way, he will be born in a good person's womb.