In the auditorium, the host Zhou Ruomin held the microphone with a helpless face, so he could only bite the bullet and walked onto the auditorium hosting stage.

Let her be a TV presenter to preside over a funeral of the deceased.

This is ridiculous.

Helplessly, the Huang family's face is too big, so big that she has no room to resist at all.

Standing on the presiding stage, behind him was the huge golden ice coffin.

A rush of corpse stench filled the air.

Zhou Ruomin's beautiful eyes frowned, and she almost resisted the urge to vomit, trying to calm herself down.

Then, she was going to start officiating at the funeral

And at this time, outside the church.

Huang Baiming put his hands behind his back, still standing indifferently on top of the tower.

He's still waiting.

Below, the funeral of the son in the church has begun.

But he still didn't leave to go downstairs.

He stood indifferently in front of the tower like a stone sculpture, staring at the boulevard in front of him.

At this moment, at the end of the boulevard ahead, a car light suddenly flashed.

A heavy pickup truck, slowly approaching from a distance.

In the back of the pickup truck, a huge mahogany coffin sits horizontally.

The truck, not slow or slow, came in the direction of the church.

When, when I saw this truck.

At the top of the tower, Huang Baiming's pupils finally condensed slightly.

The corners of his mouth raised a sinister and cold arc.

Today is not just the funeral day of his son Huang Fei.

What's more, it's a full-scale ambush, Hongmen kills the array!

He's been all over the place a long time ago.

Kill formations, lurking, and surprise attack groups

Everything, just to wait for the prey to come to the door!

Catch a turtle in an urn.

The heavy pickup truck, with the roar of the engine, slowly stopped at the door of St. Paul's Church.

Doors, open.

A black leather shoe slowly stepped out.

Xu Feng was dressed in a straight suit and his eyes were gloomy.

He had a cigarette in his mouth.

Here it comes.

He carried a brand new blazer in his left hand and slowly made his way to the back of the truck.

With a sharp push of his right hand, he directly carried the huge and thick mahogany coffin with one hand.

The sky was overcast.

On the eve of a shower, it has been brewing for a long time.

And he Xu Feng.

One person, slowly stepping forward.

In his left hand, he is carrying a brand new suit.

In his right hand, he carried a thick mahogany coffin.

Step by step, towards the church steps.

The giant mahogany coffin weighing a thousand catties was carried on his shoulder.

And he, his face did not change, as if he were walking on the ground.

With leather shoes under his feet, he stepped forward step by step, stepping on the ninety-nine steps in front of the church.

"Xu Feng, you're finally here."

A deep voice came from dozens of meters in the air!

Then, Huang Baiming's figure, suddenly, jumped down from the top of the tower!

Rumble! The moment his figure landed, the ground of the steps instantly cracked and spread! Killing frenzy!

At this time today, the head of the Huang family finally stopped hiding the terrifying and monstrous killing intent!

Huang Baiming, standing in the middle of the crack in the ground of the steps.

He just stood in front of Xu Feng.

Between the two, the distance is only ten meters.

Below the steps.

Xu Feng carried the mahogany coffin, his eyes were gloomy, and he slowly raised his head.

The eyes of the two faced off at this moment.

Like two sharp swords, they suddenly collided.

The air seemed to be suddenly depressed and cooled.

"How could I not come to such a grand funeral?"

Xu Feng replied slowly, breaking the chill of silence.

The corners of his mouth have a touch of curvature.

"What about Anya? Why don't you see her?! Don't you dare to come? Huang Baiming put his hands behind his back, and his voice was as cold as cold.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, locking on Xu Feng.

At this moment, this Xu Feng is already a dying person.

Every step he took was an inch of murder.

Along the church, within a radius of 100 meters, murderous machines are everywhere.

He has stepped into the killing array, and it is impossible for him to get out alive at this time.

No way.

"Anya?" Xu Feng carried the coffin, his eyes were gloomy and indifferent.

"She's waiting for me to come home for dinner." His answer was calm, as if he were talking about something very calm.

It's hard to imagine that at such a moment. In such a scene, he can still be so indifferent.

He continued, stepping forward.

And Huang Baiming, who was standing in front of the steps, smiled.

The deep sarcasm at the corners of his mouth is difficult to hide.

"Do you still want to go back today?"

Huang Baiming smiled very deeply, and the murderous intent between his teeth poured out endlessly, "The coffin on your shoulder is your destination." ”

Yes, he had already written in his letters.

Let this Xu Feng bring his own coffin.

Now, Xu Feng is indeed very self-aware and came with a coffin.

This coffin was used to put Xu Feng's own body.

The breeze is bleak, in front of the solemn steps of the church.

Xu Feng carried the coffin and stood quietly.

"Do you mean this mahogany coffin?" Xu Feng was slightly stunned, then raised his head and looked at Huang Baiming who was ten meters away.

"I'm sorry, this coffin is for you."

Quiet!

The air was suddenly silent.

The killing machine seemed to be surging in the air in an instant.

This coffin is for you?

This requires a lot of arrogant posture to be able to say such things in front of the head of the Huang family.

Huang Baiming's face was very calm, but it exuded a strange hideousness.

At the same time, the scene, around the steps.

A majestic murderous aura quietly rose.

A sea of gray people slowly emerged from all around.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The sound of a sea of people stomping on the ground vibrating.

There was an endless solemn murderous aura in the air, surging.

The security members of the Huang family scattered around the scene almost poured out of the nest at this moment.

It's hard to imagine how many people were there.

The sea of people, from all directions, is constantly pouring out.

The Huang family, a century-old force, is so terrifying.

The crowd is turbulent, like waves stacked on top of each other.

The entire St. Paul's Church was surrounded on all sides by a sea of gray people.

Even, on the boulevard, at a glance, there is a sea of people who are black and oppressive.

Embattled, the killing intent is endless.

And he, Xu Feng, is still standing alone.

In his left hand, he carried a mahogany coffin on his shoulder, and in his right hand, he carried a clean blazer.

Just like that, standing alone in the middle of an endless sea of people.

Embattled, and standing.

He seems to have no fear at all.

"Xu Feng, you're really crazy." Huang Baiming stood on the top of the steps with his hands behind his back.

He looked down at Xu Feng at the bottom of the steps.

"Now that you have prepared your own shroud, you should know your own end." Huang Baiming's eyes were indifferent and said slowly.

What he was referring to was naturally the clean blazer that Xu Feng was carrying on his right hand.

That's right, Xu Feng will definitely die today. At this time, he came with a black suit. Isn't this the shroud you prepared for yourself?

Xu Feng was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and glanced at the clean coat he was carrying in his right hand.

"You seem to have misunderstood, this dress is kept and changed."

He looked at him leisurely and said slowly.

Because after a while, there are too many people, and he is afraid of staining his clothes.

So, prepare a suit jacket in advance.

Just in case, when the killing is over, change into clean clothes.

That's all.

Huang Baiming smiled, smiling coldly, and in his pupils, murderous intent lurked.

"Before dying, I was so crazy. I don't know who gave you such courage. Huang Baiming's voice was indifferent and said slowly.

Now the scene is embattled and murderous.

Looking at the Huang family, all the members of the force poured out.

The strength of the entire Huang family is almost entirely arranged here.

Today, this Xu Feng is destined to have no way to go to the sky and no door to the ground.

Even if he is single-handedly strong, it will never be possible to defeat the hundred-year-old power of the entire Huang family!

The sky was overcast.