The person who walked in was burly, with a Chinese face, a beard, and a pair of tiger eyes full of anger.

"Wang Luo?!"

It was Ye Dashuai's sworn brother, who obeyed Dashuai's words, and he took a division and two brigades of men and horses to garrison a place a hundred kilometers away from Beicheng.

Seeing Wang Luo, Lu Bojun was shocked.

How could he be here?

Didn't he ask him not to go back to Beicheng in the name of Ye Dashuai before?!

And Feng Ruilin and the others were also surprised, they didn't receive any news of the other party's return at all.

Feng Ruilin couldn't help but look at Xingyun, no wonder this eldest lady dared to argue with Lu Bojun, what did she arrange during this time?

Wang Luo strode into the mourning hall, he glared at Lu Bojun viciously, and then walked in front of Xingyun.

"Niece, are you alright? Your Uncle Wang is here, I see who dares to bully you! ”

Then he looked at Lu Bojun again, "Okay, you turtle bastard, you actually didn't let Lao Tzu go back to Beicheng in the name of your eldest brother?" What do you want to do, turtle grandson? Seeking power and usurping the throne, isn't it?! ”

Wang Luo just came back, and some specific things are not very clear, and he has not heard what Xingyun said before.

He saw Xingyun sent to find him a few days ago, and he knew that Lu Bojun, a bold guy, had actually done so many things in secret!

He rushed back with his men and horses, just suppressed the riot in the army, and then hurried to the mourning hall without stopping.

Seeing Wang Luo, Lu Bojun understood that the general trend had gone, but it was impossible to arrest him if he wanted him to tie his hands!

"Bang!"

The gunshots rang out suddenly, and the people around Lu Bojun took the lead in shooting, and several soldiers surrounding them were shot and fell to the ground, and the guests began to scream.

Lu Bojun didn't think about rushing out of the mourning hall, after all, there were only ten people around him, and the mourning hall was already surrounded, so he couldn't rush out.

So he rushed to Xingyun before the others could react!

Wang Luo had just taken out a pistol from his waist when he heard a "bang" gunshot, and Lu Bojun was shot in the chest.

Lu Bojun's eyes widened and he looked ahead in disbelief, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Wang Luo blinked, turned his head slowly, and saw his eldest nephew calmly withdraw the gun.

The rest of the guards were also dealt with, and the only one who was still alive was Lu Xingzhou, who was shot in his right arm, at this time he knelt beside Lu Bojun, held up his body and shouted anxiously: "Dad!" Father! ”

At this time, there was only Lu Xingzhou's voice in the entire mourning hall, and the guests who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands got up one after another, exchanging their eyes in disbelief, while Feng Ruilin and the others looked at Xingyun with a complicated expression.

Xingyun stood straight, she glanced at the Lu family father and son lightly, then turned around and knelt in front of the spirit table, slowly kowtowed, and then looked at the young marshal on the posthumous photo and said with a cautious face:

"Brother, I have avenged you, you can rest in peace."

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and gunsmoke, Wang Luo glanced at Xingyun, looked up at the spirit table, the young marshal in the black and white posthumous photo had a handsome face, and his eyebrows were full of cold color, as if he was looking at everyone present......

Lu Xingzhou hugged his father, whose body had begun to gradually become colder, and he didn't expect it at all, but such a change occurred in just a few minutes.

He reached out and slowly closed Lu Bojun's wide eyes, then turned his head to look at Xingyun.

"Ayu, did you already know that you were acting all this time?"

Xingyun didn't look back, let alone make a sound, Wang Luo glanced at the people around him, and soon a soldier covered Lu Xingzhou's mouth and took him away.

The corpses in the mourning hall were quickly dragged away, but the bright red blood on the ground reminded people of what had just happened here......

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Lin Xi has been sitting in the teahouse and looking in the direction of the funeral home, since the new group of people entered, the funeral home has not moved, and he doesn't know what happened inside.

Suddenly, there was a faint gunshot in the direction of the funeral home!

Lin Xi stood up abruptly and looked out on the windowsill, and after a series of gunshots, the funeral home regained its calm again.

After a long time, people began to come out of the funeral home one after another, and their faces were shocked and even a little afraid.

There was also a woman whose face was pale and was helped out by the people around her.

Lin Xi didn't see her goddess come out, but I think the situation should be solved!

Whew-

Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, she also knew that she was worrying about it, but please understand her feelings as a fan.

Especially for someone like her, who worships historical figures as idols, can she not be excited to see a living idol one day!

Now that the idol is fine, she has to think about living her own life!

Originally, there was a banquet, but looking at the appearance of those guests, they didn't have the heart to eat, so Xingyun thoughtfully asked everyone to go back.

And after Wang Luo listened to Xingyun completely finish talking about the things that the Lu family's father and son had done, he couldn't wait to take out his gun and go to destroy Lu Xingzhou again, and then whip Lu Bojun's corpse!

was finally stopped by Xingyun, and he said with an angry face: "Don't worry, eldest niece, with your Uncle Wang here, I don't think anyone dares to think crookedly!" ”

After the small funeral in the afternoon, Xingyun took Wang Luo back to Shuaifu.

Ye Dashuai was still in a coma.

Although the maid at home took good care of him, fed him liquid food every day, prepared all kinds of medical equipment and instruments in the room, and Dr. Brown would regularly check the infusion, Dashuai still inevitably lost weight.

This old man, who had been in charge of the entire Northeast for half his life, was lying on the bed weakly at this time, his cheeks were emaciated, and his eye sockets were slightly sunken.

Wang Luo knelt on the edge of the bed and took Ye Dashuai's hand to wipe his tears.

It was Ye Dashuai who rescued him from the pile of the dead, and they became brothers with different surnames, so he swore that he would definitely die for his eldest brother!

"Big brother, don't worry, I will definitely help you keep the Ye family's family business, and I will also assist Ayu well!"

Looking at the big man who was crying silently, Xing Yun sighed slightly.

At the time of the funeral of the handsome, Wang Luo rushed back, and he asked the original owner if he really wanted to marry Lu Xingzhou, and the original owner at that time was coaxed by Lu Xingzhou, so he was naturally willing.

And Wang Luo didn't say anything, but went back.

Later, when the original owner got married, Wang Luo came back again and told the original owner that if the Lu family bullied her, he would come to him, but unfortunately, the original owner never saw Wang Luo again.

The events of this day were in an uproar because of the reports of various newspapers, so the road was full of people when the young marshal went out for the funeral the next day.

The young marshal's funeral procession circled Beicheng for a full circle before being buried in the selected cemetery.

And other warlord forces have already begun to notice this Miss Ye, who emerged after the death of Young Marshal Ye and is likely to be in charge of the Ye army......