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That gentle gaze instantly turned into a ruthless light, like a demon reappearing.
There is still a smile on the corner of his mouth!
"Brother Ze...please spare me..." The man knelt down and was so shocked that he almost lost control of his bowels.[
As if making a last desperate struggle, he was lying on the ground, but his other hand was quietly touching his chest...
When he suddenly raised his head, took out the gun from his chest, and was about to point at Xiao Enze and give him a fatal blow, he died!
As thin as a mosquito's gunfire.
It's obviously a bit far away, but it hits the target accurately.
Xiao Enze did not shoot!
It was really not him who fired the gun...but he knew who fired it. He looked to a certain place in the distance, where there was only a mysterious slender figure like a ghost, with long broken hair flying. He couldn't help but feel
, a mocking smile appeared on his lips, that perverted man who is still lingering...
Soon, Xiao Enze looked away.
When he looked at Mo Qi'er again, he found that the woman had fainted from fright...
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The memorial service in the main lobby officially started early.
Su Ying walked in slowly. Because she was dressed in plain clothes, it was obvious that she came to mourn.
No one would stop a woman.
This venue is very large and can accommodate nearly ten thousand people.
Solemn, solemn.
Playing mournful music.
Several portraits were placed in the center. The largest one at the top was none other than Xiao Enze, a dangerous man with a gentle appearance but a bloodthirsty personality. There were countless wreaths and elegiac couplets piled around, which also showed who was coming.
how many.
At this time, the prominent people seemed to have finished offering incense and sat in the front row with "sad" expressions on their faces. Most of the other seats were also filled.
On the black carpet in the middle.
There is still a long queue of people, all holding incense in their hands, with heavy hearts. Some people are offering incense to the "posthumous portrait" and bowing deeply. Then they express their condolences to the family members. Those family members are usually the family members of the deceased men.