This moment:
From an aerial view, a large convoy of vehicles can be seen rapidly approaching Longtougou Town... Longtougou Town, previously unknown even in the city and county, is about to experience a brief period of glory...
night!
The Black Dragon personnel are taking turns keeping watch at night to ensure that no fewer than thirty people are awake at any given moment, in order to prevent any accidents from happening.
The He family members were also a little nervous, worried that the Wu family would come to retaliate, as the Wu family had suffered quite a bit today.
But the night was eerily quiet!
We didn't even see a trace of the Wu family!
Only in the middle of the night did a transport truck arrive with a new coffin. Under the supervision of Mr. He, the coffin for Mr. He was replaced. It was made of high-quality nanmu wood and painted with black lacquer, making it look very dignified and heavy, completely different from the old coffin.
Old Master He stared at the coffin, his face filled with shock: "Is this the coffin worth hundreds of thousands? It's really different... It looks extremely valuable! Hundreds of thousands! Worth it! Really worth it! It's a pity I can never have one in this lifetime... Old Master He has a good grandson... He's benefiting from his grandson's fame... He You... still has a good eye..."
Hear this.
The other members of the He family nodded in agreement. They had clearly forgotten their complaints about He's father not long ago and understood He You's worship of the Black Dragon Boss. They were willing to spend real money on their younger brother's grandfather's funeral. Such an elder brother was definitely worth following.
.....
Nothing more was said that night!
The next morning!
The sky was just beginning to brighten!
From Wu Laoliu's room came a plea for mercy: "Uncle Liu! Spare me...please spare me...I don't want to die..."
"I haven't finished yet! I can still keep going... Give me some more time... Let me do it one more time... Sixth Uncle... Sixth Father..."
"Wu Laoliu...you shameless bastard...it was you who insisted on offending Black Dragon, you made the wrong choice, why don't you die instead of me dying in your place...I'll fight you to the death..."
"Sixth...Sixth Uncle...Spare...Spare...Uh..."
A few minutes later.
Wu Laoliu walked out of the room with an icy expression.
Inside the room, Wu Xiaosi lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, bulging and bloodshot, a white cloth hanging around his neck: He died with his eyes wide open!
Wu Laoliu waved his hand:
"Carry him...to the He family!"
"Okay! Sixth Uncle!"
Several young men found a board and lifted Wu Xiaosi up. They felt a little sorry for him. Just yesterday they were calling each other brothers and laughing and talking, but today he was dead. He was driven to his death by them. What could they do?
Who can argue with the situation when no one has the upper hand?
It's better for my fellow Daoist to die than for me to die!
To blame:
It's all Wu Xiaosi's bad luck!
.....
The He family!
It was just dawn!
The He family compound was always bustling with visitors.
Overnight, news of the He family's situation yesterday spread throughout Longtougou Town. Those who were initially frightened by the Wu family were now in a panic. Everyone knew that the He family, backed by the Black Dragon Force that appeared out of nowhere, must have survived this calamity. That night, some people came to the He family to offer their condolences, but they were blocked by the Black Dragon personnel and could not enter. However, some people were watching to see if the Wu family would take action, but there was no news from the Wu family all night.
Most people know that it's safe!
therefore.
Early in the morning, quite a few people shamelessly went to the He family to offer their condolences. Only a small number of ignorant people, still suspecting that the Wu family might choose to retaliate today, dared not come. But even this small group of people was enough to crowd the area in front of the He family's courtyard...
Even some villagers who had no connection with the He family came to pay their respects. They sensed that the He family had not only overcome this difficulty but was likely to achieve even greater things. Even if they didn't know just how powerful Heilong was, the scene yesterday was far beyond anything the Wu family could match...
...
In front of the hospital!
A large crowd gathered, but none of them stepped into the courtyard; hundreds of Black Dragon personnel stood there with indifferent expressions.
A condolence ceremony?
Nobody can get in without Brother Jiang...
Those people, seeing the cold-faced Black Dragon personnel, naturally didn't dare to rush in, and stood outside whispering among themselves:
"Good heavens... has the whole town come...?"
"Zhang Laosan, I remember you were cursing the He family yesterday, how come you're here earlier than me today, and even bringing paper money... (In the north, those who come to offer condolences bring gifts, mostly as offerings, but some also choose to give money...)"
Zhang Laosan suddenly noticed that members of the Black Dragon organization were looking at him. His heart skipped a beat, and remembering the scene of the Black Dragon attacking the Wu family yesterday, he hurriedly protested, "Don't talk nonsense... When did I ever mention the He family... This is slander... He's slandering me... slandering me..."
Others:...
Look at you, so cowardly!
Then someone else said, "This mourning hall is truly magnificent, so large and grand, with forty-nine bands... This isn't a farewell ceremony for Old Master He, it's a farewell ceremony for the wealthy landlord He..."
Someone chimed in, "And there's a coffin too. It looks heavy and expensive; they say it's made of Phoebe zhennan wood that was airlifted in yesterday..."
"Who told you that...?"
"I have some connections with Boss He..."
"Do you know where those men in black came from yesterday? When did the He family have this connection...?"
"You don't know this? That guy standing in the snow yesterday, surrounded by a crowd... the one who looks like a big shot in the underworld, that's He You's sworn brother... He You seems to have taken a knife for him in a gang fight... Who is he? He's a top gangster in the Northern Province, with incredibly powerful connections... His name is Qin Jiang... His nickname is the King of Chenjiang, with 'King' in his name... You can only dream about how awesome he is..."
"...."
They discussed the He family's situation in a lively and chattering manner.
...
In the courtyard.
The He family was somewhat bewildered by the crowd of mourners gathered outside. Yesterday it was quiet and deserted, but today...
Life is truly unpredictable; the large intestine encloses the small intestine!
A member of the He family said, "So many people have come to pay their respects, should we let them in first...?"
Boss He: "What are you doing here? Trying to cause trouble? Of all times to come, why now of all times... Heh... A bunch of opportunists..."
Mr. He nodded. He was not a soft-hearted woman. He could understand why these people were afraid of the Wu family and did not attend Mr. He's funeral in the past, but that did not mean he was not angry. What was the point of them coming now?
As time goes by...
The number of people gathering outside the hospital continues to increase.
Sudden...
A disturbance and even an uproar arose from the crowd.
A group of people were seen carrying a stretcher in the distance. These people had very similar faces and were none other than the He family's mortal enemies, the murderers who killed Old Master He.
The Wu family!!!