The hearse was driving slowly on the viaduct, and above the helicopters flying in the sky, a camera was filming the convoy that was hundreds of meters long. On the TV sets in the homes of ordinary FJ people, it was broadcast at this time every day.
The program was postponed, and what was playing on TV was the video of the funeral of Tie Shou and his wife.
At the junction of fj and zj, there is also a convoy moving, but there are not many cars in this convoy, only three, but the cars are good cars, all Mercedes-Benz.
"Isn't it too much to even spare pregnant women?" Lang Xie frowned and looked at Wang Junxi and said.
"Haha, are you going to let his son come to us for revenge in the future? You should know better than me about cutting the grass and eradicating the roots." Wang Junxi said as he lay comfortably on the sofa.
"But, she is a pregnant woman after all." Lang Xie sighed. Although he helped Wang Wanwan, it was because of the orders of his superiors. Otherwise, when Lang Xie first met Zhao Tiezhu, he would have been quite dissatisfied.
I like it. But Wang Junxi killed a pregnant woman last night so cruelly that Lang Xie couldn't stand it.
"Pregnant women will give birth to children in the future. After giving birth to children, they will be able to give birth to children when they grow up. If a abnormality occurs in any year, it will be our invisible hidden danger. As the saying goes, if the spring breeze blows, the root will not be eradicated.
I simply asked the three of them to go down to see the King of Hell, which can be regarded as a good deed. Otherwise, they would have to be separated from each other for many years before they can see each other again, don't you think so?" Wang Junxi said.
Langxie didn't speak, but directly turned on the TV in the car. He wanted to see if there was any report on last night's incident from FJ.
After finding FJ TV station, Lang Xie's brows suddenly wrinkled.
The scene on TV was exactly the scene of Iron Shou's funeral. The long queue of motorcade, no matter who saw it, would feel goosebumps all over their body.
"Oh, Zhao Tiezhu is really dignified. Martial law!" Wang Junxi looked at the TV and said, "But this Zhao Tiezhu is only a little bit better in FJ. If it were our WZ, let alone putting a road under martial law, I would
Dad, even if the whole city is put under martial law, that won’t be a problem.”
"Haha." Langxie smiled and said nothing, but in his heart he extremely despised this arrogant rich second generation. The whole city is under martial law? Do you really think that I am a member of the Standing Committee of the Central Committee?
"Giving Zhao Tiezhu a hard slap in the face this time is a sign of shame for our Wenzhou Chamber of Commerce. Let's see if Zhao Tiezhu dares to continue to be arrogant next time, huh." Wang Junxi snorted coldly and said.
Lang Xie just watched the TV quietly. Suddenly, a close-up of the Bentley following the hearse came on the TV. Through the car window, Lang Xie could vaguely see a pair of cold eyes.
Lang Xie frowned, but saw those eyes glanced at the camera, and then turned away.
Although it was just a simple glance, Lang Xie felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was cold from head to forehead, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.
Snapped.
Lang Xie turned off the TV, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down the same emotions in his heart, but those eyes kept appearing in his mind, a pair of eyes that were so cold that there was no human emotion.
Xie has a premonition that he will meet the owner of those eyes in the near future!
With such a long motorcade like Zhao Tiezhu, coupled with martial law, and some rumors in the society, people soon knew that a gang boss had died, and slowly, those defenders, or rather
People who were controlled by some snobbery who were hostile to the Blood Soul Hall ran out and attacked Zhao Tiezhu's behavior, saying that it was a gangster's contempt for the country's laws, and two big men died just like that.
, the police did not even take any action, which is the most powerful proof of the collusion between officials and gangsters. Then slowly, more and more people learned about this matter, and many voices began to appear on the Internet, which was nothing more than
The boss of the Blood Soul Hall is so arrogant that he can put the entire road under martial law when one of his subordinates dies, and the death of a gang member can actually get some cooperation from relevant government departments. This is simply lawless.
After some caring people added fuel to the flames, Blood Soul Hall was soon pushed to the forefront of public opinion.
However, when this wave reached its peak, it completely disappeared in an instant!
Yes! Completely gone!
On the Internet, any news about this incident was blocked, and those who secretly contributed to the incident were either blocked from the Internet, or were directly taken away by the Internet surveillance department. Suddenly, an incident that was originally a hot topic
, as if it had never appeared before, completely disappearing from the Internet.
"Humph, let's see who dares to shout." Old Zhao pressed down the phone in his hand and said viciously.
Zhao Tiezhu knew these things when he was in the car, but he didn't mind it at all. What about being domineering? What about abusing power? What's wrong with using power to suppress others? I have the power over the entire fj. If even my brother is gone, there will be no
If I can express myself a little, then why should I join Mao’s underworld? How about I fight in Mao’s world?
Zhao Tiezhu has been arrogant for more than 20 years in his life, but he is always arrogant only to those who are more arrogant than him. Today, for the iron hand, Zhao Tiezhu does not hesitate to bear the infamy, just for the sake of it.
Let the iron hand walk with more grace.
Who is the hero who is flying and domineering?
The dragon roars in the sky just because of my brother.
Blood debts need to be repaid with blood,
A bloody storm will befall you!
After about half an hour's journey, the convoy arrived at the crematorium at the other end of the city. The employees of the crematorium were already waiting outside. After the hearse arrived, after seeking Zhao Tiezhu's consent, the crematorium employees
Tie Shou and his wife's coffins were taken away.
In the hall of the crematorium, Zhao Tiezhu stood solemnly, Dugu Huangtian and others stood side by side behind Zhao Tiezhu, and behind Dugu Huangtian and others, stood the elites of the Blood Soul Hall.
In front of Zhao Tiezhu is a piece of glass. The glass is transparent and you can see the crematorium inside.
The coffins of Tie Shou and his wife were placed on the conveyor belt. After the staff inside completed the preparations, they looked outside. Zhao Tiezhu nodded slightly, and one of the staff members pressed the button of the conveyor belt.
The conveyor belt slowly carried the coffins of the two people forward. In just a few seconds, the coffins of the two people were sent into the crematorium.
Zhao Tiezhu bent down at 90 degrees and shouted, "Send it off, Brother Iron Hand."
Everyone standing behind Zhao Tiezhu bent at 90 degrees and shouted, "Send it off, Brother Iron Hand!"
A bolt of thunder pierced the sky, and it rained heavily.
(Be calm, everyone must die. No one can live. It’s just that Wang Wanwan is not a cat or a dog, and he can’t be killed just by asking. Just wait, Zhao Tiezhu is about to show his bloody fangs.