All fools know that I am deliberately mocking the second boss.
Sure enough, the second boss had an angry look on his face.
Just as he was about to say more, he saw Uncle Zhong gently press his shoulder.
The second boss then suppressed his anger and said no more.
After bowing three times to Mr. Zou, I casually found a corner and stayed quietly.
On this day, there was an endless stream of people coming to express their condolences.
Among them, there are many familiar faces to me.
Like Mr. Qi who brought Qi Lan and Mr. Qi with him.
There is also the greasy chef Zheng who carries the sharp knife Zhao Ping.
I'm watching.
Suddenly, I heard the greeter at the door shout:
"We have guests arriving!"
At the door, everyone gave way.
When I turned around, I saw Old Wu, holding a half-moon purple clay pot, walking in slowly.
As soon as he arrived in front of the coffin, Zhike shouted:
"A bow!"
Zhike is responsible for guiding guests to bow and say goodbye.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Old Boss Wu ignored him.
He actually squatted in front of the coffin, looked at the portrait of Mr. Zou hanging on it, and said to himself:
"Old Mr. Zou, old Mr. Zou. You have been smart and struggled for half your life. In the end, you didn't make it to the shore. Instead, you died inexplicably. Alas!"
Mr. Lao Wu said and slowly shook his head.
His words immediately caused the entire farewell hall to fall into a strange embarrassment.
The meaning of what Mr. Wu said was obvious: Mr. Zou was killed.
As the eldest son of the big boss, he came over.
He stretched out his hand to help Mr. Wu get up, and said at the same time:
"Mr. Wu, the doctor has made an assessment. My father died of a heart attack. It's not as complicated as you think. Come on, get up quickly..."
However, Old Boss Wu ignored the big boss at all.
He still stared at the portrait and said to himself:
"Old Boss Zou, your whole life has been defeated by one bet. The casino is in a mess, and two sons and one daughter are just because of your little family fortune. They have their own agendas! Please tell me, your death and you
Does it matter whether the children are..."
"Enough!"
The second boss in the wheelchair was furious.
Pointing at Mr. Wu, he said repeatedly:
"Old man, don't just talk nonsense here just because you are friends with my father. I tell you, when my father was alive, we gave you a few points. Now that my father is gone. If you dare to say one more thing, I will
I want you to go down and accompany my father today!"
Faced with the threat from the second boss, Mr. Wu smiled.
He stood up slowly, pointed at the second boss's legs, and said with a smile:
"You kid, you only care about eating and not fighting. Have you forgotten how your legs were broken?"
Don't slap someone in the face, don't expose someone's shortcomings.
These legs are now the second boss’s biggest pain point.
When Old Boss Wu said this in public, the second boss turned pale with anger.
Facing the four gangsters at the door, he shouted loudly:
"Come here, get this old guy out of here right away. Deal with him hard!"
When the four gangsters were about to move, the big boss immediately raised his hand to stop him and said:
"Everyone, stop here. Everyone who comes to express condolences to my father today is an honored guest of our Zou family..."
After saying that, he said to Old Boss Wu:
"Mr. Wu, please go and rest for a while. I'll treat you to lunch later!"
I was always on the sidelines, watching this scene quietly.
I'm not surprised by what Mr. Wu said.
He is fearless, he dares to say anything.
But the strangest thing to me is the big boss.
The big boss is usually low-key and reserved, always smiling when he meets everyone.
But today, there was an indescribable severity about him.
Boss Wu ignored him and went out casually, holding his neck. I followed him out immediately.
In the building, Old Boss Wu looked around curiously.
I followed him, thinking to myself.
I don’t know what’s so interesting about this funeral home.
After walking less than a hundred meters, I reached a deserted place.
Boss Wu suddenly turned around, looked at me and asked:
"You little thing, why are you following me?"
I walked over slowly, took out a wad of money from my pocket, and handed it over.
"Have you lost all your money again? How about using this?"
Boss Wu glanced at the money in my hand, rolled his eyes, and said harshly:
"Losing? Is that what I call losing? I just put the money with others for safekeeping temporarily. I can get it back at any time..."
"Okay, then you go and get it. I also saved the money..."
As I said that, I retracted my hand.
But as soon as he made a move, Mr. Old Wu snatched the money away and muttered:
"You need capital to get it, right?"
As he spoke, he spit some saliva on his thumb and index finger and began to check the money.
Seeing Mr. Wu looking attentive, I suddenly asked:
"Do you know Merlo?"
I asked suddenly.
I saw Boss Wu's fingers counting money and suddenly paused.
Then, without raising his head, he said three words:
"I don't know you!"
"What about Chu Changfeng?"
"I only know a bastard named Chu Liu. No one else knows him..."
In fact, I have always been surprised that this old Mr. Wu seems to know a lot about Landao Jianghu.
Moreover, he has helped me more than once.
I even have a feeling that he and my father should be acquainted.
Unexpectedly, he denied it so categorically.
"I want to go to Jinmen Guards!"
I said again.
"what?"
"Looking for two people?"
"who?"
"He Songbai, the gambling king of Jinmen, and the owner of the Orchid Sect. However, I don't know her name yet..."
As soon as I finished speaking.
I saw Mr. Wu smiled disdainfully and asked me:
"Do you know where the Jinmen Guards' door opens? Are you looking for it when you ask for it? Why should people see you?"
Old Boss Wu kept asking questions.
But I looked calm and said directly:
"That's why I asked you!"
Mr. Old Wu held the money in one hand and slapped it on the other.
"The king who went to find the Jinmen guard knows that this boy knows everything about Jinmen Landao. But whether he can help you depends on your own ability. I will send you the address later..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Wu turned around and left.
Judging from his anxious look, he was probably looking for a place to gamble again.