"The president has an order! After my death, all the shops and businesses along the street of An Liang Tang were handed over to Ah Di to take care of, and all the protégés of the hall were handed over to Ah Sheng.

"Immediately convene the directors of the Chinese Federation, advance the election, recommend the Longxing Chamber of Commerce to join the guild with An Liangtang as a guarantee, and recommend Bruce Zhou as the acting director, and the person in charge of the funeral committee to deal with the matters after my death.

"All my stocks, bonds, and funds in the bank were handed over to Judge Warren Foster and distributed to my children and grandchildren.

"After I'm gone, you can choose your own lifestyle, and your family will no longer restrict you to live in Chinatown or New York City, you can go to any city you want to live......

"In the end, brother, my only regret is that I didn't see you get married, I hope we can still be grandchildren in the next life."

When the bodyguard read out the above last words, Li Zhaodi, who had been forced to calm down, couldn't hold back any longer, and tears slipped down from her eyes, gathered on her delicate and soft chin, and dripped on the ground and the placket.

Li Sheng and other descendants of the Li family also couldn't cry, but in fact, they were slightly relieved in their hearts, because the old man said in his will that he would distribute the deposit stocks to his descendants, and no longer restrict their future lives, which means that they are finally free, and they no longer have to be trapped in the living coffin of An Liangtang to live the life they want to live.

After reading the will, the bodyguard turned the will over and showed it to everyone, to prove that he had not added or deleted the content without authorization, everything was written and left by the old man when he was sober, and as the old man's henchmen, the two of them will meticulously carry out this final task.

"Thanks to the old man's trust, I will take care of his aftermath...... Then everyone, the deceased is great, let us set up a mourning hall, pray for the old man's blessing and filial piety, and send him on his last journey......"

Just when the children and grandchildren of the Li family were crying, a heavy but penetrating voice sounded from the other end of the corridor.

When everyone heard the voice, they saw Zhou Yu dressed in black and walked over with a solemn expression.

He was followed by Hong Agui, Wu Xiaolong, Zhou Zhen, and Liu Banxian, who was dressed as a Taoist robe.

Liu Banxian held a bell in one hand and a peachwood sword in the other, chanting words in his mouth, shaking his head and shaking his head like crazy.

"Full of merit, the soul returns to the sky, driving the crane into the immortal class, all the checkpoints give way, and the fox and yellow ghosts flash on both sides ......"

Liu Banxian's mouth was chattering, and the copper bell in his hand couldn't help shaking, but everywhere he passed, someone dodged and gave way.

To say that people in this era are still very superstitious, and Liu Banxian used to rely on this to eat, and it seems to be quite bluffing to fiddle around.

"The second brother of the sad wind is here, and the door of the secluded sect is opened; The soup turned into a green lotus edict, and the dead turned over to the Dharma platform. The three-foot sail summons the spirit, and the boy from the five directions attracts the soul...... Come to the house~~Move~~Home~~~~! ”

With Liu Banxian's guidance, several protégés of An Liangtang, who had been prepared for a long time, let out a "sigh", immediately entered the ward, put the body of Old Man Li, who had a kind face but no breath, into a stretcher and slowly lifted it, ready to take it back to Hutchison Tea House to build a mourning hall.

Zhou Yu, as the person in charge of the funeral committee personally appointed by the old man, shook hands with the family representatives of the Li family one by one, and said enlightening words such as "festival mourning".

When he walked up to Li Zhaodi, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I have already sent someone to deal with it over there in Chinatown, I will definitely not miss the old man's big business, cheer up, don't let others see the joke." ”

Li Zhaodi's expression was stunned, and he followed up to straighten up and wipe away his tears.

When Zhou Yu walked in front of Li Sheng, he whispered again: "Mr. Li, bring someone back first, the old man likes to be quiet, don't let irrelevant people disturb him." ”

Li Sheng took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, he brought back all the elites of An Liangtang who had been holding back their anger for a long time.

At the same time, chaos continues in Chinatown, and Hip Seng Tong has the absolute upper hand in the conflict with An Liang Tang.

In the Hutchison Teahouse, Liao Baihua had already retreated outside the house with his people, retreated into the alley and continued to fight with Xieshengtang.

Soon, the bullets carried by both sides were finished, and the mutual fire instantly turned into mutual slashing.

"...... Where did you find so many people? What about Lei Jiu's cowardice? Didn't you say that you would fight with us at the Hipshodo? Why hasn't it appeared yet? ”

Liao Baihua was carrying a long knife in his hand, and he personally went into battle to fight, and his body was covered with blood at the moment, and he didn't know if it was his or someone else's.

"Boss, Lei Jiu is probably not coming, let's withdraw first, according to the current situation, it will not be finished for a while and a half, and the large army of An Liangtang is about to come back, let Xieshengtang and the two of them collide hard, we will watch the fire from the other side, and take advantage of the fishermen."

The master wearing glasses and Tang costume hid behind Liao Baihua and gave his opinion.

He didn't hold a knife or a gun in his hand, but he held the iron abacus that never left his hand.

"Good ......" Liao Baihua wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand: "Listen to the master, withdraw first, and then kill back when you see the opportunity!" Let's go~!"

The Yonglian people immediately followed around Liao Baihua and began to retreat towards the Chinatown exit.

But when they came to the exit, they found that it had been blocked by the police, and no one was allowed to pass through.

"No, go the other way!"

Liao Baihua has been operating in Chinatown for a long time, so he naturally has several hidden routes.

At this moment, he led his men all the way back, turning three times along the path, through the buildings on the east side, and came to the slum on the bank of the East River.

"From here to the north is the Brooklyn Bridge, and we're going to retreat there."

Liao Baihua had just finished speaking, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a figure flickering in the north, and after a while, his group was blocked by a group of strangers wearing windbreakers and gray top hats.

"Who are you? Dare to block Lao Tzu's way, don't you want to live?! ”

Liao Baihua looked fierce and questioned the other party viciously.

But the group was unusually quiet, and did not answer him, but raised the weapons in their hands one by one, and pulled the trigger at the same time.

"What!?"

Seeing this, Liao Baihua pulled one of his subordinates in front of him, and then moved without hesitation, turned his head and ran two steps, and a fierce man jumped into the East River, desperately escaping from here.

Looking at the other Yonglian gangs, they had no power to fight back when they lacked ammunition, and they were beaten covered in blood.

Among these people, only the master who seemed to be weak and had no ability to resist, a harrier turned over and jumped onto the roof of the low house next to him, threw out a few abacus beads with a shake of his wrist, and smashed the stranger who wanted to chase him to the ground.

"Stop chasing, our mission is just to stay here and not let anyone out."

At this time, a man with an Italian accent walked out and asked the companions who had been hit by abacus beads to break their heads and bleed and treat them as soon as possible.

There is no doubt that these people are the members of the Collobo family who have reached a temporary cooperative relationship with Zhou Yu.