Although they had never seen this person, this name did ring in their family all the time, and every time this name appeared, there would definitely be a bloody storm in the family.

"Zhong Lou."

Zhong Fuhong's eyes narrowed slightly, at this moment, the confrontation between Wang Jianshan and the two of them had already ended, and Zhong Fuhong gradually cleared up because of the appearance of the young man in front of him, because what this name represented, people who reached his point knew better than anyone else.

And Wang Jianshan was also stunned, he had never seen Zhong Lou, he only knew that he was the same age as Wang Yufan, but he just looked at his light and unfazed appearance, and secretly admired in his heart:

"It's not easy."

A crowd of people stood there, and the scene fell silent, and no one dared to speak.

"Hehe, what are you doing here?"

Zhong Lou slowly walked to the front and asked softly to everyone, why shouldn't he be so nervous.

"Zhong Lou, this is my son's funeral, why are you here?"

Zhong Fuhong was also vigilant at the moment, just because the young man in front of him was too dangerous, squinting his eyes slightly, Zhong Fuhong lowered his voice very low.

"I know, it's your son's funeral."

"That's why I'm here for your son's funeral."

The corners of Zhong Lou's mouth rose slightly, and he said casually, as if it was a matter of course.

But everyone didn't think so, because Zhong Lou was a source of disaster in their eyes, and where he was, there would be no peace at all.

Zhong Fuhong looked at Zhong Lou and the two of them coldly, so to speak, he didn't explicitly stipulate who couldn't come here, but Zhong Lou, a terrifying guy, really didn't expect him to come here.

"My son's funeral is coming to an end, and you're late."

Zhong Fuhong gritted his teeth, made an excuse at random, and couldn't help but glance at the place where the funeral was being held in the distance.

"Oh? Is it over? ”

Zhong Lou was stunned for a moment, and slowly turned his head to look into the distance, it was clear that there was still a black crowd, why did he say it was over?

"Hehe, is that the end of it?"

Zhong Lou sneered, raised his hand and pointed in the direction in the distance.

Zhong Fuhong didn't have to look up at all, he knew that the funeral couldn't end so quickly, he just didn't want Zhong Lou to come here, because there must be nothing good about him coming to this place, he was a person who was not easy to mess with, not to mention that he suspected that Zhong Hu's death was related to him.

"What? Isn't this welcoming to me? ”

Zhong Lou squinted his eyes slightly, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, isn't this the rhythm of not welcoming himself?

"You ......"

Zhong Fuhong raised his hand, suppressing the raging anger in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't break with Zhong Lou without sufficient evidence, because his power was really terrifying.

Zhong Fuhong raised his hand and stayed in mid-air, his face flushed with anger.

"Master, calm down, Zhong Lou is not something we can deal with."

The white-haired old man hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhong Fuhong, signaling Zhong Fuhong not to be impulsive, if Wang Jianshan and they could still touch it, then Zhong Lou and they had no possibility of confronting him at all, and they didn't have that capital.

Zhong Fuhong raised his head and glanced at the white-haired old man, thinking carefully in his heart.

"Whew."

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Fuhong suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Zhong Lou, we are all members of the same family, so I can't say it if I don't let you come, but I hope you don't make trouble at the funeral."

Zhong Fuhong gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, since he couldn't stop him, then he had no choice, although these were useless to him, but he hoped that these could give him a warning.

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't come randomly, I'm just just attending Zhong Hu's funeral."

"The same purpose as these two, you say?"

Zhong Lou smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, Zhong Fuhong was still reasonable, and knew that it was not wise to break with him at this time.

Immediately, Zhong Lou raised his head and glanced at Wang Jianshan beside him, in fact, the two of them came here for the same purpose.

Wang Jianshan and Zhong Lou glanced at each other, this sentence was obviously said to him, in fact, the two of them didn't just come here to attend the funeral, they both knew each other's goals, but it just depended on whose means were more clever.

"Hehe, the building is young and promising, and it is really not easy to have such achievements at a young age."

Wang Jianshan pushed his glasses, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, speaking of which, Zhong Lou should be the same age as Wang Yufan, Wang Yufan was so nervous that he couldn't even say anything when he faced them, but Zhong Lou was able to talk and laugh with them, and even compared with them, he was even stronger than them I don't know how many times, although Zhong Lou was a junior, but everyone didn't regard him as a junior, because he had that strength, and this is the case, When you are weaker than others, they may care about your identity and age, but if your strength surpasses him by a lot, he will forget all this and treat you as a strong person.

"Hehe, it's a joke, my Zhong Lou can have such an achievement today thanks to your cultivation."

The corner of Zhong Lou's mouth smiled slightly, can he not thank you for such an achievement today? If it weren't for you closing my clock building, I'm afraid I wouldn't have come to this point so quickly, right?

The corners of Zhong Lou's mouth smiled slightly, these people made it so difficult for him at the beginning, if it wasn't for the forbearance he knew, I'm afraid he would have turned into a pile of white bones by now.

"Huh."

Wang Jianshan smiled noncommittally, they were indeed making things difficult for Zhong Lou everywhere at that time, but they didn't expect him to have such achievements as today, if he had known that this was the case, where would he be his enemy, and it was too late to make friends with him.

But it's too late to tell.

"Zhong Fuhong, oh no, Uncle Zhong."

Zhong Lou raised his head to look at Zhong Fuhong and suddenly shouted.

"Can I go in now?"

Zhong Lou smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and asked softly.

"Uh-huh, let's go."

Zhong Fuhong was stunned for a moment, he couldn't stand Zhong Lou's uncle, and then looked at him deeply, hoping that he wouldn't cause trouble at the funeral.

Zhong Fuhong led everyone to walk in front, Wang Jianshan followed up, Wang Yufan turned his head and glanced at Zhong Lou, and hurriedly trotted to his father's side, here he has no qualifications to argue with Zhong Lou, even his father is respectful to him, not to mention himself.