Chapter 147 After the murder, the torrential rain arrives
All the guests in the entire Holy Trinity Church looked at this scene with shocked and weird expressions.
This is simply.
It's completely unpredictable.
A funeral for the second son of the Huang family... but it suddenly turned into a joint funeral for the head of the Huang family... father and son??
The head of the Huang family just... died in front of everyone?
A generation of heroes fell here.
This is simply like a nightmare.
People stood there in shock and horror, and the atmosphere at the scene was filled with dead silence.
"What are you doing standing here?"
"Didn't you hear what I said? The funeral continues." Chen Zongheng looked around slowly with cold eyes.
Everyone's heart trembled violently.
Still, there was dead silence.
No one dared to speak.
"All sit down."
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark and he spat out four words indifferently.
After a few seconds, it all came together.
All the guests were frightened and took their seats one after another.
No one dares to resist.
"The funeral continues."
Chen Zongheng slowly lit a cigarette, then turned around and came to the front of the mourning hall.
At this time, the host Zhou Ruotong stood on the stage, his whole person was dull and his pretty face was pale.
Her high heels trembled slightly and she took a few steps back in panic.
Chen Zongheng, with an elegant look on his face, slowly walked up to her.
"Excuse me, please help me get my clothes." He thanked me lightly and seemed very polite.
He always maintains the best demeanor towards hosts and state officials.
Chen Zongheng reached out and took back the brand new suit jacket he had brought from Zhou Ruotong's hand.
Then, in front of countless people in the church... he slowly untied his blood-stained suit shirt and began to change.
When he took off his suit and shirt, exposing his fair and ferocious skin with scars, everyone in the entire church took a breath!
this.
The body is covered with scars and devastation!
Zhou Ruotong was stunned and petrified, standing aside, his beautiful eyes looking at this young man in disbelief.
The skin that was so fair that she even envied it was filled with... one after another, twisted and hideous horrific scars!
It spread all over the body, making people's hair stand on end.
Is this a demon from hell?
What has he experienced?
Zhou Ruotong felt that his soul was trembling.
This young man made her feel terrified in her soul.
Chen Zongheng put on a clean and tidy suit again.
From the moment he brought this clean suit, he had already said that it was just for a change of clothes.
From the moment he came to the church.
Already made plans.
He brought a new suit because he was worried that if he killed too many people and stained his clothes with blood, it would affect his image.
He is a very mysophobic person.
I don't like blood stains on my clothes.
So, he brought his own suit.
After killing someone, put on new clothes.
That's all.
At this moment, the only remaining members of the Huang family present suddenly realized and their hearts were trembling.
It turns out that this is...the purpose of bringing his own clothes?
It turns out that everything that happened today... was already within his expectations?!
Looking at the elegant young man who put on a clean and brand-new suit.
Everyone present, the guests present, and countless members of the Huang family... were all trembling.
Chen Zongheng handed the blood-stained suit jacket he had changed into into the hands of a member of the Huang family.
"Take it and give it to the head of your family as a funeral gift. It can be regarded as a funeral gift."
The member of the Huang family was holding the bloody suit tremblingly. His whole body was trembling, and a stream of heat gushed out from between his legs.
I was scared to the point of peeing.
Chen Zongheng turned around quietly and came to Zhou Ruotong.
He reached out and took the microphone from Zhou Ruotong's hand.
"I said you don't need to host today's funeral."
Then, he put the microphone into the hands of a female guest who was elegantly dressed.
This woman is also one of the supporters of the Huang family.
Ten minutes ago, she felt lucky to be able to attend the Huang family's funeral.
Because this means that her identity circle has been completely integrated into the four major families. From then on, she can become famous.
But, I didn't expect...it would end up like this ten minutes later.
The head of the Huang family...is dead??
The whole funeral has completely turned into a funeral for the Huang family and his son...both of them are buried together??!
"You, come and host this funeral."
Chen Zongheng handed the microphone to the noble lady's hand and said calmly.
The tone was very calm and indifferent.
But, there is no doubt about it.
The lady was completely frightened.
He was shaking as he held the microphone, and his face turned pale.
"What are you doing standing around? Come on stage."
Chen Zongheng reminded again.
The lady was so frightened that she almost had diarrhea.
With her body trembling, she carefully walked onto the funeral platform.
The hand holding the microphone was trembling.
She was about to collapse when she was caught off guard.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were indifferent, he turned his head and slowly glanced at Zhou Ruotong.
"Aren't you leaving yet? Are you planning to stay here?"
Zhou Ruotong was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.
At this moment, her mood was...some were shocked, some were dumbfounded, and some were in disbelief.
She really couldn't believe it... Three days ago, the Huang Family Tofu Banquet was held.
What this man said casually: You don't have to conduct funerals.
It will, come true.
He really did what he said.
Moreover, even the head of the Huang family was...slaughtered by him with his own hands.
The scenes of the incident shocked her and she could not calm down for a long time.
Until, Chen Zongheng's elegant voice walked out of the church door...
She finally reacted.
Zhou Ruotong hurriedly stepped on her high heels and followed out quickly.
At this time, Chen Zongheng... was like her protective umbrella.
She didn't want to stay in this church for a moment longer...
She wanted to leave and leave without looking back.
The entrance to Holy Trinity Church.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark, and he put his hands in his trouser pockets and slowly walked down the stone steps on his leather shoes.
In front of the steps, the remaining hundreds of Huang family members were trembling in fear and retreating one after another.
This is simply... the devil incarnate.
At this moment, Chen Zongheng's figure has left an indelible and terrifying impression in everyone's hearts.
The delicate body under the autumn frost stood in front of the steps, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, waiting.
When she saw Chen Zongheng's figure, she finally lost control of her emotions again.
He rushed forward quickly and threw himself into the man's arms without hesitation.
A trace of astonishment flashed across Chen Zongheng's elegant and stern face.
After a few seconds, he gently pushed the little girl away from his arms.
"Let's go home and have lunch." He said in a calm voice, then turned and walked towards the pickup truck outside the boulevard.
Qiu Shuang was thinking about the small steps, and followed him closely, reaching out and holding the corners of his suit tightly with her jade hands, for fear that this man would leave her alone.
And, at the door of the church.
Zhou Ruotong looked at that scene with complicated eyes, looking at the back of the man getting into the car.
She hesitated to speak.
Finally, I watched the man get into the car, drive the off-road vehicle, and slowly leave.
Zhou Ruotong's pretty face was complicated... She wanted to say thank you, but she missed the opportunity.
With a look of shock and confusion on her pretty face, she carefully avoided the corpses everywhere and walked towards the outside of the boulevard...
Host Zhou Ruotong finally left the scene.
The entire church, this funeral of father and son, didn’t know...how to continue...
'Boom...!'
A muffled thunder broke the oppressive silence of the sky.
The drizzle was pouring down.
In an instant, it turned into a downpour.
Thunder and lightning.
After the murder, a heavy rain came.
A thunderstorm that had been brewing for a long time finally came down.
On the street corner a few hundred meters away from the Holy Trinity Church.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked so quietly in the rain.
Guo Shaoze, wearing a straight light blue suit, was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, puffing on a cigar.
At this time, a full half hour had passed since Chen Zongheng entered the church.
If so, the inference is good. At this moment, the result has been... come out.
Then how will Chen Zongheng's body be executed?
The corner of Guo Shaoze's mouth raised a meaningful arc, and he fought against the Huang family with his own strength.
Death is certain.
However, what Chen Zongheng did today.
For Guo Shaoze, it is a once-in-a-million opportunity.
There are rumors in the world that the four major families in Shanghai and Shanghai have been silent for a hundred years and their power is terrifying.
But, I have never had the opportunity to see it with my own eyes.·
And today, taking this opportunity, he was finally able to see with his own eyes... the true power of the Huang family for centuries.
Only when you know your trump card can you make a move.
"Master...is out! He's out!"
At this moment, the driver in the car suddenly looked anxious and incomprehensible, and shouted solemnly!
Guo Shaoze, who was sitting in the massage chair in the back row, his eyes still closed, asked slowly, "What happened?"
"Chen...Chen Zongheng, came out alive from Holy Trinity Church..."