Amidst the roar of cars, black Rolls-Royces drove in one after another.
The car stopped beside the road in front of Shen Chuge's cemetery.
Then the car doors opened with a bang, and men and women wearing black clothes and white flowers appeared one after another.
There were more than two hundred people with solemn expressions and extraordinary temperaments, exuding wealth and wealth.
Then ten more interview vehicles drove in, and a dozen cameras and a dozen reporters showed up.
They were taking pictures of the scene.
Before Ye Fan and the others could react, wreaths and bunches of lilies were brought in.
Both sides of the road were quickly filled with wreaths and flowers.
Finally, a hearse with a portrait hanging on it drove over.
The salute sounded and the sky was filled with broken flowers.
When the hearse drove to the front, dozens of men and women from the Yang family with white cloths wrapped around their heads stepped forward to help the hearse.
Walking in the front was Yang Qihua, the number one actress in plain clothes with a pretty and sad face.
Yang Tianhou, who has just emerged but ranks first in traffic, does not have many moves or actions, but still attracts the attention of everyone in the audience.
"Carry the coffin!"
Following the command from the master of ceremonies, the hearse opened.
Eight black men put on black hats and white gloves, and then carried out a coffin.
The coffin is thick and heavy, carved with dragons and phoenixes, and inlaid with silver wire, gold foil, and fine diamonds.
Extremely bright and dazzling.
At the same moment, the salute sounded again, and amid the banging noise, the sky was filled with paper flowers.
"ah--"
"Ninety-nine bouquets of flowers soaring through the nine heavens!"
"Ninety-nine wreaths made by the Master of Holy Hands!"
"Ninety-nine-gun royal salute!"
"Rolls-Royce limited edition exclusive hearse!"
“The nine-star nanmu that has been collected in Liuzhou for a century!”
“The eight top black coffin bearers in the world!”
"This...this...this funeral is so luxurious and classy that it's beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"I'm afraid the governor won't have such luxury after his death. Queen Yang is really wealthy!"
Seeing this scene, dozens of relatives and friends of the Shen family were all dumbfounded.
They had lived for so long and it was the first time they saw such a grand, luxurious and solemn funeral scene.
At this moment, they wished they were the ones lying in the coffin.
Several young people wanted to take out their mobile phones to take pictures, but found that their mobile phones had been confiscated by Zhao Xiaoyan and others.
They regretted not bringing an extra mobile phone with them, otherwise this scene would definitely attract hundreds of thousands of fans if they posted it.
Shen Hua and the four girls also bit their lips slightly, with a hint of melancholy and sadness on their pretty faces.
In their hearts, Shen Chuge's life was more exciting than Mrs. Yang's, and her status was higher than that of the Queen of Heaven, but the final funeral was completely different.
Ye Fan saw their sadness and grabbed their palms with a smile: "Don't worry, Chu Ge will be even more prosperous."
Shen Hua's four girls' eyes lit up slightly.
When Shen's relatives and friends were shocked, Zhao Xiaoyan also opened her mouth:
"Why did Miss Yang and the others come here ten minutes early? I thought they would not enter the park on time until twelve o'clock."
"It's over. They were delayed by these hanging threads. We really shouldn't have given them a time limit. If we just threw them out, it wouldn't be a problem now."
"These crooked melons and cracked dates are killing people."
"I'm telling you, from now on, you all shut up and act like ostriches."
"Whether it's an eighty-year-old lady or a three-year-old child, they all have their tail between their legs and are not allowed to make a sound."
"If you make a fuss and cause the media to write nonsense, or make Queen Yang and the others angry, I, Zhao Xiaoyan, promise to make you regret it for the rest of your life."
"Although I'm just a follower of the Queen of Heaven, I'm more than capable of taking care of your hanging threads."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that my brother is the number two figure in the Mad Eagle Group, and he knows best how to kill you losers."
Zhao Xiaoyan viciously threatened Shen Hua, Ye Fan and others, and did not forget to use her own identity to put pressure.
"ah--"
Hearing that Zhao Xiaoyan was having an affair with the Kuangying Group, relatives and friends of the Shen family trembled even more and did not dare to say anything.
Gongsun Qian raised her head and looked at Zhao Xiaoyan.
She didn't expect that this agent was related to the Kuangying Group, and the person she knew was in a high position.
Ye Fan was also very interested: "Your brother is the number two figure in the Kuangying Group?"
Zhao Xiaoyan raised her chin: "That's right, my brother is a senior executive of Kuangying Group. He is known as Scar, who sees a ghost crying when a child cries. Are you scared?"
Ye Fan smiled: "It turns out to be him, the dog next to Shen Jingbing, the dog with a short life."
Zhao Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes: "B*tch, you actually know Brother Bing?"
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Of course I know him. I broke his fingers and both hands."
Zhao Xiaoyan was shocked: "What? You broke Brother Bing's hands?"
Then she became furious again: "You bitch, you are so arrogant. You are a useless person in a wheelchair. Use a hammer to break both of Brother Bing's hands!"
"Don't think that if you search Brother Bing's name on the Internet and use it to scare us, we will be afraid of you."
"Let me tell you, you are such a loser. Let alone breaking both of Brother Bing's hands, you have no chance of breaking even one of Brother Bing's hairs."
"You should thank the queen for coming in advance, otherwise I would have cut off both of your hands for Brother Bing if I had just shouted at you."
Zhao Xiaoyan snorted coldly: "But I will settle this account with you after the funeral is over."
I don't know why, but seeing Ye Fan's indifferent and disdainful expression, Zhao Xiaoyan wanted to slap him twice and crush Ye Fan's face with her high heels.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "This account should really be settled."
Zhao Xiaoyan thought Ye Fan was afraid and smiled contemptuously:
"You bitch, are you scared? If you are scared, just get out of here and stay alone."
She waved her hand to her companions: "Block all these hanging wires so that the Queen of Heaven and the guests will not see them."
She really wanted to beat Ye Fan and others away, but she couldn't drive away these dozens of people now.
There is only one way to come. Once she drives Ye Fan and others away, she will definitely be seen by the queen and guests, and someone will make a big fuss if she is not careful.
A dozen companions immediately dispersed with a crash, taking a row of wreaths and trying to block Ye Fan and the others.
But they tried their best to hide Ye Fan, but they still attracted the attention of the guests of the Yang family.
No way, compared to all the Rolls-Royces and white suits, the shabby appearance of the Shen family's relatives and friends is too eye-catching.
Clothes worth dozens or hundreds of dollars, as well as cheap paper flowers and chrysanthemums, are too abrupt and out of place among the Yang family.
Many guests shook their heads slightly and looked sarcastic.
He didn't choose an ordinary day for burial. He was buried on the same day and in the same cemetery as Mrs. Yang. Isn't this asking for trouble?
Yang Qihua also saw Ye Fan and others, and glanced at Zhao Xiaoyan intentionally or unintentionally.
The corners of Zhao Xiaoyan's mouth suddenly twitched and sweat broke out on her forehead, feeling that Yang Tianhou was not hiding anything from her.
"The auspicious time has come for Mrs. Yang to be laid to rest."
At this time, the voice of the Yang family's master of ceremonies rang out again: "The farewell ceremony has begun. Please lead Ms. Yang to lead the family members to spread the soil..."
Yang Qihua's pretty face dimmed for a moment, and then she took three steps forward with a group of Yang family nephews.
They reached out and grabbed a handful of soil...
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone to check the time, then looked at Shen Hua and the four girls and smiled: "Ashes return to dust, soil returns to soil, it's time for Chu Ge to be buried..."
"Buried with what?"
Before Shen Hua and the others could respond, Zhao Xiaoyan's pretty face fell and she shouted:
"Don't you understand people? I told you to stay still and don't move. Just stay there and don't move!"
"You are not allowed to touch even a handful of dirt until Mrs. Yang's funeral is over."
Zhao Xiaoyan threatened: "Make a fuss and stir up trouble for me, and I'll make you walk around without food."
Gongsun Qian laughed angrily: "For your funeral, our deceased will not be allowed to rest in peace. Are you still being reasonable?"
"Having money is the right thing!"
Zhao Xiaoyan glared at Gongsun Qian angrily: "A bunch of people are trying to be fair and reasonable with us. Do they have the qualifications and capital?"
"Also, a little bastard would have such a frivolous funeral. He would just dig a place and bury it. He would be so fancy that it would make people laugh to death."
"I'm warning you, don't make any noise, or I'll break your hands."
She shouted lowly: "Even the people buried inside, I will dig them out, crush their bones and spread their ashes."
"Crack!"
This time, Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense anymore, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Xiaoyan on the cheek.
It was crisp and loud, but it was also powerful and heavy. Zhao Xiaoyan screamed and fell straight out.
She knocked over her two companions and fell heavily to the ground.
She got up and covered her face and shouted angrily: "You bitch, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you..."
"Crack!"
Ye Fan slapped Zhao Xiaoyan away again, and his voice resounded throughout the audience:
"Chu Ge's funeral can start whenever I want and take as long as I want."
"As an agent, you are not qualified to tell us what to do with Chu Ge."
Ye Fan took out a tissue and wiped his hands: "If you didn't want to kill people today, you would be dead by now."
Zhao Xiaoyan was furious: "You bastard, if you slap me twice, you can't keep your hands."
Ye Fan tilted his head slightly: "Sister Qian, write this down for me. After moving the grave, remind me to cut off both of her hands!"
Gongsun Qian glanced at Zhao Xiaoyan: "Okay!"
Ye Fan then turned his wheelchair and took a few steps forward:
"The grave relocation ceremony of Shen Chuge of the Shen family has officially begun!"