It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and Tom turned over and was about to climb down the coffin, but saw that the coffin was actually suspended in the air one meter five above the ground.

Counting the coffin with a thickness of sixty or seventy centimeters, Tom had to climb down from a height of more than two meters before he could hit the ground.

"Johnny, come and help me, why did you put the coffin so high?"

Johnny, who was standing halfway through his load not far away, was still pulling the bolt, and he was already stunned by Tom's "deception", and his soul wandered for nine days.

Johnny's soul was pulled back from space by Tom's familiar call, and he shook his head as he controlled his torso, and slowly walked to Tom's side.

At this time, Tom was putting his legs on the outside of the coffin, and it was a little annoying to look at Johnny, who looked like dementia.

"Don't hurry up! You're hairy. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Johnny hurriedly trotted over to Tom, and the princess hugged Tom down.

"Don't let me go, just take me to those Yankeos."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

In this way, Johnny, a strong man of nearly seven feet, walked to the Yankee and John very lovingly with Tom, a six-foot man who was "petite and cute" in his arms.

After reaching the very center of the encirclement, Tom broke free of Johnny and looked at the handsome Adams in front of him.

Johnny watched Tom jump out of his arms and scratch his hands.

Shared, spreading......

Re-co-house, re-open......

Before Tom could speak, Johnny poked Tom in the back again, the tough guy whose parents died in Bavarian labor a few years ago without crying.

After confirming that Tom was really alive, the tear ducts, which had been stagnant for almost ten years, were activated again.

"Big Tom!"

Previously, a group of core members of the Smith family with the image of tough guys tried their best to maintain the image of German men at Tom's funeral.

There was no crying, no sorrow, and although the words revealed grief and indignation, they did not defeat their tear ducts.

But Tom was reborn like Jesus in this ambush on all sides, and finally succeeded in overcoming everyone's tear ducts.

A group of strong German men, led by Johnny, began to shout Tom's American name or German name, and began to cry.

"A bunch of waste, just reborn, I'm a great good person reincarnated by Jesus, isn't it normal to be reborn?"

"The train is nothing but my cross."

"I, Tom Smith, will lead you to glory like God."

Tom felt that this situation could not be wasted, so he turned around, opened his arms, and showed his manly figure as if Jesus had been born again in the miracle.

Seeing that everyone around him was almost moved, Tom turned around again, straightened out his slightly shabby cheap suit, and looked at Adams and the other Yankees.

"I've admired my name for a long time, Mr. Adams."

Tom took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to shake Adams' hand, and Adams also pretended to be calm and stretched out his right hand in response to Tom.

Adams, who was shocked by Tom's "rebirth", slowly adjusted his mentality, although Adams was a Catholic, he did not believe in any miracles of rebirth.

Adams looked at Tom's cheap attire and instantly understood that in the train bombing, the dead were nothing more than a stand-in.

"I sincerely thank you Yankees for buying Smith Corporation, thank you very much."

"Huh? Thanks to us? ”

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known I had this TFB in my company."

“TFB？”

"Twenty-five boys." （Two five boy）

"What do you mean by Erwuzai?"

Adams, who was confused by Tom's words, decided not to follow Tom's rhythm anymore.

The most important thing in negotiations is not to get caught up in the rhythm of the opponent.

Adams decided to regain the initiative.

"Mr. Tom Smith, I'm sure you're not an impulsive and foolish barbarian, and you ought to understand your current situation, right?"

"At the beginning, you could use the stand-in golden cicada to get out of the shell, but now you can't, right?"

"Look around?"

Tom saw that the Yankee soldiers around him were getting closer and closer, and it was less than a mile from the funeral center.

"That's a lot of people, thousands of them, right?"

"That's right, there are thousands."

"A third of your total force? A third is here, a third is in various places to take over the Smith factory, and a third is hidden in the shadows, improvised? ”

"It's not ...... to say"

Yes, before the phrase could be finished, Adams' expression began to reveal a hint of fear.

How much does Tom, the man who came back from the dead, know?

"Not only that, counting the two or five boys who have taken refuge in you, now in the whole of Texas, there are almost 7,000 of you who have jumped ship to your Yankees."

"Three thousand seven hundred are soldiers, and three thousand five hundred are managers throughout the Smith factory area."

"Am I right? Mr. Samuel Adams, one of the candidates for the head of the Addams family, a noble blue-blooded nobleman? ”

"It's a pity that the people in your family really have high hopes for you, and they actually named you after Samuel Adams, the father of the United States."

With every word Tom spoke, Adams' face darkened.

All of Adams' hole cards were shaken out by Tom.

"Mr. Smith, is it possible to change the status quo by saying so much?"

"These thousands of soldiers will not stop because of my death."

"A lot of the Yankee family, even my siblings, wanted me to die in Texas."

Samuel Adams is the most powerful contender in the Addams family for the next helm of the Addams family.

Adams quickly analyzed the situation, and Tom's life and death, or even his own life and death, actually did not affect the current status quo at all.

"Have you ever wondered why I chose this place as my graveyard? Hold my funeral here? ”

"It's not ......"

"Please also look around here, this flat field, without any obstruction, is the most suitable for you to offer a great gift."

"What do you say? Mr. Smith, what is the gift? ”

Tom walked up behind Adams and forcibly pressed him to his seat.

"Mr. Adams, you've been in Texas for so long. Also took the initiative to attend my funeral. ”

"As the host, I haven't given you any thank-you gifts."

"Are you looking forward to my gift to you?"

Tom stood behind Adams, pressed his hands on Adams' shoulders, leaned over, and whispered softly in Adams' ear.

"Smack!"

Tom straightened his waist again, clapped his hands twice, and several bodyguards who had been close to Tom before walked around the funeral site.

These sturdy bodyguards quickly propped up the special soundproof panels that had been placed on the ground long ago but were covered by cloth, and used scaffolding to support these three-meter-high baffles.

"Mr. Smith, what are these baffles for? It's impossible to stand up to the ...... of thousands"

"Shh......h

Tom held out a finger in front of his mouth and made a silent gesture.

"Boom!"

Even through the three-meter-high acoustic panels, the guests could hear the explosions all around.

After about thirty or forty seconds of explosion, the explosion stopped.

Thanks to the sound insulation of the baffle, the explosion would have hurt Tom's two lovely little nieces.

"Smack!"

"Quack~"

"Boom!"

Tom clapped his hands twice, dozens of bodyguards pulled the mechanism of the scaffolding, and dozens of baffles fell in response.

Outside the baffle, thousands of Yankees were blown up by mines that had been planted in advance.

The corpses of thousands of people could not be pieced together even a single intact corpse.

Tom turned, spread his hands, and looked at Adams with a kind face.

"Welcome to Texas, Yankee Softie."

"I don't know if you like this gift?"