People say that after three days of separation, people should be treated with admiration. The same applies to women. After not seeing each other for a long time, Ximen Lang found that Feng Meitong seemed to have changed a lot. If in the past, she would not have greeted him with such respect. Could it be
After a sudden change, has she really become mature?
For a moment, the hatred in Ximen Lang's heart disappeared, and all that was left was pity for the girl who had lost her father. He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her softly: "Don't be sad, although Elder Feng is gone.
, Huamen will not leave you alone and helpless, this is your home..."
"Wow..." Feng Meitong could no longer control her emotions. She hugged the young man in front of her tightly and cried, feeling very sad.
For the first time, Ximen Lang didn't push her away and let this pitiful-looking girl hold him. He sighed with a heavy heart. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
The members of the Chinese sect in the funeral shed all focused their attention on Feng Meitong. Even though Xiao Muqing, Gan Ninglian and others had opinions about her before, they didn't say anything at this time. There was obviously more pity in their eyes.
After a while, footsteps were heard at the door of the tomb, and another hero came in to express his condolences. Ximen Lang patted the woman in his arms on the back and whispered: "A guest is here..."
Only then did Feng Meitong reluctantly raise her head and leave the other party's arms. There were still tears on her fair face, which looked very touching. She twitched and said: "Give me a filial piety, I will wait for my father with you."
Ximen Lang nodded happily and waved his hand. A staff member brought the linen cloth. He helped himself and wrapped it on Feng Meitong's head. The latter stood beside him obediently.
Pan Juji, who acted as the master of ceremonies, said loudly: "The leader of the Sihai Gang, Dan Deshan, and the president of the Dragonfly Club, Sima, came to express condolences..."
The two handsome black bosses, surrounded by several entourages, entered the funeral shed and bowed three times respectfully to Elder Feng's photo. Ximen Lang and other senior officials from Huamen stood on both sides and returned the bow.
After unloading their luggage, the two bosses came over, shook hands with Ximen Lang and exchanged greetings. They were nothing more than words of condolence and resignation. In fact, these two relatively well-known city-level gangs did not have much in common with Huamen. However,
The power of Hua Clan is at its peak. Now that the elder has passed away, of course they cannot let go of this opportunity to contact him...
"Gang Leader Shan, President Ma, thank you for coming..."
There was an endless stream of underworld bosses who came to express their condolences, and even senior officials from various local governments arrived here in their private capacity to bid Elder Feng a final journey...
Unknowingly, it was late at night before all the guests left, and Huamen returned to peace. Ever since Elder Feng was killed last night, until now, Ximen Langshuimi has been busy, and everyone has seen it, and now the guests have left.
, all stepped forward to persuade him to go back to his room to rest early. After all, tomorrow is the day of the funeral, and he has to take charge of the overall situation. What if the head of the sect collapses from exhaustion.
Really unable to defeat the crowd, Ximenlang had no choice but to arrange for manpower to be on duty and go back to the back house to rest. He walked back along the memorial shed, passed by the Juyi Hall, and then turned west. After a while, he returned to the residence of the main gate master and pushed open the carving.
He stepped inside the red sandalwood door with auspicious cloud patterns.
The room was dark. Ximen Lang subconsciously turned on the light. Just when he was about to touch the switch with his right hand, he suddenly stopped. His eyes showed suspicion and he glanced around. He had a feeling that not long ago, there were other people in the room.
Been here.
Everyone has a sixth sense. Ever since Ximen Lang swallowed the Nine-ringed Jade Gall Snake, his feeling was obviously stronger than others. After he cultivated Wuliang Dafa to the second level, this feeling became even more intense.
Even though the room was dark, Ximenlang's golden eyes could still see clearly. After scanning around, he found nothing strange, which made him ask in his mind, "Am I feeling wrong?"
Ximen Lang, who frowned lightly, reached out to the switch on the wall again. This time, he moved his eyes, but his heart trembled and he hurriedly stopped. At this time, his fingertips were less than five millimeters away from the switch.
If you are careless, you will press on it.
Although the switch that controlled the light was almost the same as before, Ximen Lang saw a flaw in it. The gap around the switch seemed to be a little larger than before...
I don’t know if Ximenlang’s worries are unfounded, but one thing is very important. If his sixth sense was not so incredible, if he did not have the ability to see in the dark, and if he turned on the light as soon as he entered the room, then he would not have been able to detect this slight
The difference.
Lowering his hand, Ximen Lang turned around and walked out of the room, shouting in the yard, "Here comes..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Haihui and more than a dozen Kuangyun guards suddenly appeared in front of him like ghosts, and said respectfully: "What are the orders from the chief sect leader?"
"Inform the left hand and ask him to bring the toolbox and come over quickly." Ye Jianfan, who is proficient in firearms and explosives, should be the best person to handle this matter.
"OK."
Five minutes later, Ye Jianfan, who had received the order from the general sect master, rushed here quickly. He followed Ximen Lang into the room carrying a tool box, and opened his eyes wide to observe and ponder the switch. After a while, his face became more solemn and he raised his head.
Said: "Brother Lang, please go out first and stay away."
Ximenlang frowned, "Is it that serious?"
"Yes, if my judgment is correct, this switch has been changed into a wireless explosive device. There must be an explosion source in the room. If the switch is pressed, an explosion will occur..."
"It's really cruel. You want to blow me to pieces..." Ximenlang was annoyed and asked worriedly: "Left hand, are you sure you can dismantle it?"
Ye Jianfan smiled confidently, "Don't worry, this is just child's play for me."
"Okay, be careful." Ximen Lang waved his hand, and everyone exited, waiting uneasily.
Ye Jianfan in the room began to work carefully, removing the switch bit by bit. When he gently took off the cover and saw the structure behind it, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The original light switch has now become a murder weapon. There is no doubt that it
, the people who did it are very professional. If Brother Lang is a little careless, even if he touches the switch lightly, the explosion source in the room will be activated, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Jianfan continued the dismantling work with a solemn expression, not daring to be careless... After about ten minutes, his expression became relaxed, done!
After the activation device was released, Ye Jianfan searched the room with instruments, and finally found a bundle of explosives in a low cabinet. He had no idea that if the bundle of explosives detonated, everyone in the room would definitely die. It was so dangerous...