Next.

United States.

Chinatown.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the sky was even more gray and gloomy.

"Look, on those three cars, is the family crest of the Covey family in New York, USA!"

"That's the family crest of the Samael family in Los Angeles."

"That's the family coat of arms of the Louis family in Florida!"

The periphery of First Avenue, that is, 300 meters away, was crowded with countless people, and the most important thing was reporters from all over the world, including those from the United States and other countries, who came from all over the world in the past two days!

They were all shocked by the news that came out two days ago, the world's No. 1 Jianghu organization, the master of Cangmen, Tang Ren, was actually dead! Died suddenly! Until now, when the funeral is about to be held, there has been no cause of death!

But the gossip news has long been flying all over the sky, what was poisoned by the sect master, wanted to seize the position of the master, what was assassinated by other mafia, what had cancer, and it couldn't be cured, all kinds of news were completely endless.

However, none of the news can be confirmed.

But today, it is the person who is the one who comes out of the funeral, and it is real.

Ordinary people die when they die, but the master of Cangmen, among the underground forces in the world, is a figure with sharp influence, his funeral, major families around the world, the mafia, and even American dignitaries, will come to attend!

They're here to follow the report.

It's just that they are all blocked here, on the periphery of First Avenue, because they haven't received an invitation at all, and they can't even enter First Avenue, let alone the innermost Tenth Avenue.

However, the irony is that it was not the Cangmen congregation that stood in their way, but the American police! Because of the American police, to maintain order today! Today is a person's funeral, but it is also a gathering of the world's charlatans!

The slightest accident can cause a local earthquake!

It's just that they are all gathered here, unwilling to leave, maybe when they will be able to seize a chance to enter, and perhaps, they can also take some exciting pictures here.

There is no such thing as news, and it is impossible to say for sure.

"You say, this Tang Ren is dead, who will take over this Cangmen!"

"This is the world's No. 1 boss! Who has this ability. ”

At this time, a short Japanese asked in English.

"Who knows this, it must be someone inside Cangmen. You can't, let an outsider do it. "A French humanity standing tall in each other.

"Then for sure, of course it will be from the Cangmen." A Portuguese added, "And, I suppose, the man must be in his fifties or sixties." This kind of organization in Cangmen is the most senior. ”

"Young people, there's no possibility at all."

"yes, I think so, too." Another nodded.

"Let me, let me, I'm here to interview, please let me."

At this time, a young girl about twenty years old, wearing a white shirt, a small black blazer, short ear-length hair, and oblique bangs, squeezed to the front from the crowd.

Although it was raining lightly, I didn't know whether her face was sweat or rain.

"Here's my invitation, and my press card, please take a look."

As soon as she appeared, the girl handed the invitation letter that was firmly grasped in her hand, almost crumpled, to the person who was holding her hand behind her back in the distance, and it seemed to be the small leader of the American imperialist police.

It's just that her body is still blocked by the human wall surrounded by the police, and she can't come forward.

"Yes."

"Let her in."

The officer stepped forward and grabbed the invitation, glanced at it, and said to the policeman next to him.

"Thank you, sir, thank you."

This woman is none other than Lin Yunhui, who came from Seoul, South Korea. As soon as she got off the plane, she saw the email that Li Puming sent her, but she didn't say anything specific, just said that she rushed to Chinatown, where a funeral was being held.

Find out the cause of the death of the person in this coffin, and take a picture of his front and bring it back.

In this way, the task is completed.

When she arrived in the taxi, she felt that this matter was relatively simple, not difficult, and that she had to be buried, and the cause of death must be clarified, and she would find out a little inquiring about it.

As for taking a photo, it shouldn't be a big problem to get the consent of the deceased's family.

Big deal, just pay them some money yourself.

In order to turn positive for yourself, some money can be given up!

But when she got out of the taxi, she knew it wasn't that simple! Because of the taxi she was taking, there was no way to get to the entrance of First Avenue! The front is blocked by countless traffic and people!

At first glance, her scalp was a little numb, because she had never seen so many crowded scenes, especially these people, most of whom had cameras in their hands.

Obviously, these people are just like her, they are all journalists! It's all peers!

"Oh my God!"

Involuntarily, she Lin Yunhui gasped, she never thought that there would be so many reporters blocking the entrance to a street!

Among these people, there are blonde and blue-eyed, black-haired and black-eyed, men and women, young and old, and it is easy to tell that these people are from all over the world from their appearance!

"It's too late!"

"It's past nine o'clock!"

"The funeral time is set at twelve o'clock!"

After looking at the American time on her watch, Lin Yunhui was anxious, you know, this is only the entrance to First Avenue, and in the information, the place of the funeral is on Tenth Avenue! And this tenth avenue is still in the innermost!

"Big brother, why are you all stuck here?"

"It's all interviews or something?"

Time is tight, Lin Yunhui still wants to know what these peers are gathered here for, and she vaguely feels that it seems that these people have the same purpose as her!

It seems that I have taken on an amazing task this time! It's not as simple as you think!

Otherwise, how could you meet this fellow worker on the same street. Even if a big-name Hollywood star comes out, it is impossible to have such a big battle!

However, deep down in her heart, she was a little excited, aren't they reporters like them afraid that things are small and not enough to report, anything, the bigger the better! This time, maybe it was really a chance for the editor-in-chief to give him!

Thanks to the editor-in-chief!

"You don't know?"

"You don't know what the interview is, what are you doing here?"

The one who spoke was a blonde and blue-eyed British, tall, who glanced at Lin Yunhui, probably thinking that she was good-looking, and then said, "Everyone is seeing if they can go in for an interview." ”

"None of us are internationally renowned newspapers, and we don't have invitations. If there is an invitation, they will go in for an interview. ”

"There are too many things that can be reported on such a major event as the funeral of the master of Cangmen!"