"Prime Minister, everything is arranged. Do you think Lin Feng will come?" the Defense Minister reported.

"He will definitely come. If he doesn't come, it won't be Lin Feng." Badawi affirmed, "I was just wondering if his wife would come. If his wife also came, then today

We have to talk about it. Otherwise, I’m afraid we’ll be in trouble.”

The reason why Badawi asked Lin Feng to bring his wife here was because he hoped that Lin Feng would consider his wife's sake and the two parties could negotiate. He did so much just because he wanted to have more power.

In the face of power, everyone will get lost. Badawi is no exception. He is unwilling to give up his current power. There are some things that once he has them, he doesn't want to give them up.

"By the way, are all the manpower arranged?" Badawi asked.

"They are all arranged. They are our best troops! At the same time, we have also arranged four tanks nearby, as well as 16 armored vehicles and 1,200 fully armed soldiers. If necessary, we can kill Qiu Qiu within half an hour.

Deba's manor is surrounded by water! Within an hour, 10,000 soldiers can arrive here," the Defense Minister reported.

Badawi nodded and glanced at the defense minister who was hesitant to speak.

"Are you worried that our fight with Lin Feng this time will lead to a deadly feud with Lin Feng? And his aircraft carrier fleet is outside, will he suffer crazy revenge?" Prime Minister Badawi asked.

The Minister of Defense nodded. This time it was too dangerous. He might have had a fight with Lin Feng. Is this appropriate? That was Lin Feng!

Lin Feng!

"No matter how powerful he is, no matter how many famous names he has achieved, he is just a mortal! He will be injured and die too! This is the world of us Malaysians, and we cannot allow him to do whatever he wants!" Prime Minister Badawi tightened his grip.

Fist, "People are gone if they say no. We are the same, and so is he!"

Why did Prime Minister Badawi suddenly undergo such a big change? The reason was the death of Najib Abdul Razak. This prime minister was destined to be the legendary Prime Minister. What happened? In front of him, under Lin Feng's 'scythe of death'

, if you say no, it’s gone.

At that moment, Badawi was deeply touched. His heart underwent earth-shaking changes. Previously, the 'Raman prophecy' made Badawi believe that everything was fate.

But when Najib Abdul Razak died, his belief was shaken. In this world, there is no prediction or destiny. Everything is achieved by oneself. Has it been easy for him along the way? It is not easy either.

! It is not because of the 'Raman Prophecy' that he became the Prime Minister of Malaysia. He became the Prime Minister of Malaysia only because of his own efforts.

Badawi no longer believes in fate!

Of course, the biggest shock, or the biggest change, is that people really don’t want it anymore.

Najib is like this, he is like this, and Lin Feng is like this. So, what is so scary about Lin Feng! Everyone will die!

"If he is willing to let go of Cai Xilik's matter, then everything can be discussed, and I can satisfy almost all his conditions. On the other hand, if he is unwilling to talk, then he doesn't have to leave!" Badawi said coldly, "Then it will be forever.

Just stay in Malaysia. I believe that if he dies, the United States will be very happy!"

The Minister of Defense's heart was beating wildly. He did not expect that his Prime Minister would be so bold and ambitious. This is crazy, but also very exciting.

"Then do you want me to prepare snipers?" the Defense Minister said.

"No! The sniper might be discovered by him. Then we can't talk. Let's be polite first and then fight!" Badawi waved his hand.

As for Lin Feng's "Spike", how could Badawi not study it? If snipers were posted around, they might be discovered by the "Spike". In that case, they would attack directly. For Badawi, he could

Peace talks. It was better to have peace talks. He didn't want to break up with Lin Feng directly.

What's more, one's own family knows their own business. Malaysia's "snipers" are really average. Overall, the quality of the army is still in a relatively primitive state. What is primitive? That is, there are many people who bully those who are small.

They were all in a swarm. They had no tactics. After all, Malaysia had never participated in any modern wars. They were all civil wars. And there were very few civil wars. They were just bullying others!

There are snipers, but they suck. So, don’t use this kind of sniper.

"Where are those Datos?" Badawi asked.

"They've all been arrested, right behind us!" said the Minister of Defense.

Before, we captured these Datos and ran away with a few. But this time, Badawi killed so many people. After taking control of the military and political power, it would be extremely easy to arrest them. Especially, the airport was blocked.

There is absolutely no way they can escape. As for escaping by boat, it is even more difficult to escape. Considering the terrain of Malaysia, you cannot run far by boat unless it is a big boat.

"Then let's just wait for Lin Feng and his wife to come to express their condolences!" Badawi waited silently.

Not long after, Lin Feng arrived.

"Prime Minister, Lin Feng is here." The Minister of Defense trotted in to report.

Badawi's eyes lit up.

"Did he take his wife with him?" Badawi asked.

"Bring it! But only one!" said the Minister of Defense.

One person? That's fine. As long as you can come, it's a good thing. Being able to come means that Lin Feng at least wants to talk.

Badawi took the Minister of Defense with him to greet Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, the mourning hall is in front. We use the Chinese funeral ceremony. Twenty-eight descendants of Qiu Deba are worshiping Datuk Qiu in the mourning hall!" Badawi waited on him with an apologetic smile.

Lin Feng nodded.

"Go in first!" Lin Feng did not give in. He took the first step and led Liu Yifei into the mourning hall.

This mourning hall is very nicely decorated and conforms to the rules of Chinese mourning halls.

It should be noted that this mourning hall has many rules.

First of all, the portrait of the deceased must be hung high above the mourning hall, with the word "Dian" or "Mourning" written in large letters under it, and elegiac couplets hung high on the left and right sides to summarize the main achievements or experiences of the deceased's life; people also hang sacrificial curtains presented by relatives and friends on the

On both sides, the more there are, the more lively the scenery becomes; in front of the mourning hall, there is an offering table, on which offerings are placed, mostly dishes and fruits, with incense and candles burning on both sides; the coffin is placed behind the offering table.

The layout of the mourning hall should be solemn, solemn, civilized and tidy. There are long tables on the left and right sides of the door of the mourning hall, with one side for receiving gifts and the other for signing in. During the wake, there is an oil lamp burning on the table in the mourning hall, which must be refueled at all times to prevent it from extinguishing.

It is called "Eternal Light". Nowadays, there are extra-large candles that can burn continuously for several days, which can reduce the burden of the wake. At the same time, it is believed that the more people who watch the wake, the more glorious the face of the bereaved will be.

At this moment, Qiu Deba's mourning hall is following this process absolutely. Basically, Lin Feng is very satisfied. The only one who is dissatisfied is the eighteen children of Qiu Deba kneeling in front of the mourning hall.

Although he was wearing sackcloth and mourning, his face clearly showed no sadness, but instead showed resentment. Occasionally, he and Lin Feng looked at each other, and there was a look of resentment in his eyes.

Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with the humiliation they were suffering. After all, originally they were chasing fame and wealth, and seeking to seize family property, but in the end, they were coerced and lured by Badawi into the mourning hall. They were naturally resentful.

Lin Feng walked up to one of them.

"Raise your head!" Lin Feng ordered.

Those who kneel, raise their heads.

"What's your relationship with Brother Qiu?" Lin Feng asked.

"I am grandpa's eldest grandson Qiu Jianwei!" the man said coldly.

"Eldest grandson?" Lin Feng nodded, "Call me Second Master!"

Second Master? The man’s eyes are wide-eyed. He is much older than Lin Feng, and his name is Grandpa Lin Feng. What a bastard!

"Pah!" Lin Feng slapped him in the face.

"There is no distinction between old and young, no tutoring! How did your father educate you!" Lin Feng said coldly, "Why, you don't accept it? Your grandfather and I are sworn friends. He is your uncle, and I am your second uncle! Call someone.

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Damn it! At this moment, Qiu Jianwei's face turned red with anger. This was the first time in his life that he had been slapped like this, and he immediately had blood in his head. But before he could stand up, Zheng Zha stepped over and put a hand on his shoulder.

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Suddenly, no matter how hard Qiu Jianwei struggled, he could not move.

"Call Er Ye!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"Fuck you..." Qiu Jianwei opened his mouth to curse, but then Lin Feng slapped him across the face.

"Pa!" This time, the left cheek also turned red. Lin Feng did not hold back at all, and he would show no mercy.

"Give you one last chance, call me Second Master! Otherwise, next time, I will knock out your big teeth!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"Jianwei!" a voice shouted from beside him.

Qiu Jianwei gritted his teeth and said with a look of humiliation, "Second Master!"

Lin Feng nodded.

"Do you know why your second master hit you?" Lin Feng asked.

Qiu Jianwei pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Because you are unfilial! Your old man was angered to death. You don't want to take revenge, but you are deliberately plotting to seize the family property. You are simply a group of unfilial descendants. Of course, the opponent is powerful and you are incapable of taking revenge. I can understand that. But

I, Brother Qiu, is lying in an ice coffin and has not been buried yet. Do you think you should fight or not?" Lin Feng roared, "Also, without me, Brother Qiu, would you have the glory and wealth you have today?

But as for you, there is no trace of grief on any of your faces, only humiliation and deserving of a beating!"

Lin Feng roared in the mourning hall, but no one dared to say a word, and no one dared to look Lin Feng in the eye. Because everyone felt guilty.

Interested! Who among them had remembered to bury Qiu Deba before? You know, burial takes a lot of time, and every day you waste means that you will lose a lot of property that can be fought for.

The so-called death is nothing. Everyone is dead, and it doesn't matter if they are buried or not. What matters is property! Of course, this is mainly related to Qiu Deba's two wives, three sons and eleven daughters.

Three sons are not born by one mother to seize the family property. Not to mention these eleven daughters. They will inevitably compete for the family property. Coupled with the invasion of external forces, it is not surprising that it will lead to chaos.

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"Cry! Whoever can't cry, I'll beat you until you cry!" Lin Feng said harshly.

This time, the mourning hall finally looked decent.

What is the most important thing about a mourning hall? Crying! If there is no crying, what kind of mourning hall is that?
Chapter completed!