The wind was getting louder and louder, and drizzle was falling.
This storm is becoming increasingly uncontrollable.
"Be bold and bold!" At this moment, among the crowd of guests, a man with a big belly suddenly stood up.
Zheng Lei pressed the general's belly and suddenly stood in front of Chen Zongheng, glaring with a condescending and threatening look.
At this moment, this kind of occasion is a good opportunity to flatter Huang Xuyang, the head of the Huang family. How could Zheng Lei let it go?
Since this guy dared to provoke the Huang family so desperately...provoked Mr. Huang, then he would simply take advantage of the situation...to deal with and humiliate him severely.
"This is the funeral site of Mr. Huang. You, a mere brat... dare to disrupt Mr. Huang's funeral? Are you looking for death?!" Zheng Lei's eyes were fierce and murderous. "Today... if you don't kneel down and kowtow to apologize, you will be considered a Huang.
If your husband doesn’t hold you accountable, I, Zheng Lei, will also hold you accountable!”
Zheng Lei had his hands behind his back and looked fierce.
Because he stands at a higher position, he looks condescending and looks majestic and elegant.
Snapped…!!
In the next second, Zheng Lei's entire fat body felt like it was struck by lightning. His entire face was distorted by a huge fan, and then... his fat body was directly slapped away, and rolled down the steps like a meat ball.
.
"I dare to kill Huang Xuyang, so what do you think?" Chen Zongheng calmly retracted his right hand, then took out a square towel and wiped his palm. He was as elegant as a gentleman.
But at this time, everyone in the entire scene, in the thousands-square-meter square, was shocked.
Just because of his words: I dare to kill even Huang Xuyang.
Huang Xuyang... Huang's son, was... killed by the young man in front of him??
There was a huge shock and shock at the scene.
Everyone raised their heads, trying to...see this scene clearly. Trying to see the appearance of this elegant young man.
Where did this vicious god come from?
The air at the scene was extremely solemn.
Huang Zhengming's eyes were calm, as cold as cold. At this moment, he was like a stone sculpture. The calmer he was, the more he could feel his surging murderous rage.
And Huang Zhengming's lack of any response... shocked everyone present.
What does this mean?
The head of the Huang family did not refute or explain?
this……
Could it be that?? A shocking thought emerged in the hearts of everyone present.
This elegant young man who climbed up the steps...is he really the murderer of Huang Xuyang?!!
There was a dense crowd, and everyone was...horrified and shocked.
Never imagined.
Today, I saw this scene.
The murderer who attacked Mr. Huang... was so audacious.
Single-handedly, broke into Huang Xuyang’s funeral?!
If.
Just now, there was someone who took the initiative to challenge Chen Zongheng in order to please Huang Zhengming and flatter the Huang family.
So.
At this moment, no one dares to move or make a sound.
The scene was completely silent.
This young man's aura at this moment penetrates everything... and reaches its peak.
As a result, Chen Zongheng climbed the steps alone.
Thousands of eyes followed closely behind.
Even though Huang Zhengming, as the master, did not receive such attention.
The light shines brightly and attracts worldwide attention.
The old servant Huang Zhong stood beside Huang Xuyang, his stooped body trembling slightly. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.
This is the strongest young man he has ever met in his life.
Just now, at the bottom of the steps...the exchange of glances made him, a veteran of the iron-blooded military, feel a little trembling.
Huang Zhong had only seen that kind of sharp, unparalleled look on one person in his life...
That was the old commander of his artillery corps. The iron-blooded commander who had experienced wars and made great achievements. Now, on the shoulders of that commander, there were three golden stars. Three-star general.
But today, in Shanghai, Jiangnan, he actually saw such rivalry in his eyes once again.
Moreover, the owner of these eyes...is so young.
Unparalleled, unparalleled.
Then, how terrifying is this young man’s identity?
Chen Zongheng looked calmly and stepped on his leather shoes...slowly climbing the steps.
That look, that gesture.
Every move.
It seems that he has despised the heroes of the world, and no matter how powerful you are, you are a tyrant, a hero, or a bear, in his eyes, they are all just ants and dust!
Divine power to suppress, like the god of war!
Uncle Zhong's rickety body was trembling more and more, and traces of cold sweat oozed from his old forehead.
At first.
The master ordered Mr. Xuyang to take action, coerce and lure the Qiu Group, and try to annex the entire Qiu Group. But he never thought... that such a young man would come out of nowhere. Not to mention that Mr. Xuyang was attacked and killed on the spot... today
He also openly barged into the funeral scene.
"Old, sir?"
Uncle Zhong shouted hoarsely and in a low voice.
At this time, Huang Zhengming had not spoken for several minutes. He kept staring at the elegant figure in front of the steps.
Even though murderous intent was lurking everywhere, at this moment he... still held back his endless violence.
On such an occasion, the day of his son's funeral, he had to calm down. Otherwise, the Huang family would lose all face.
However, the second son Huang Honghui, who was standing next to him, clenched his fists tightly and his face was extremely cold and angry.
The second son of the Huang family, Huang Honghui, who is in his early twenties, is already a terrifying beast that has been painstakingly cultivated.
There was an endless fierceness in his eyes. Those... were not the eyes of a twenty-year-old young man at all. They were the eyes of a vicious and unruly killer who was stained with human life.
Suddenly, Huang Honghui stretched out his hand and took out a dark pistol from the waist of his suit!
"If you dare to take a step forward again, I will destroy all nine of your clans!" Huang Honghui's eyes were ferocious, and endless murderous violence emerged! As the second son of the Huang family, at this time, he is the new blood and new hope of the Huang family. He is endlessly murderous.
He is...more ruthless and hotter than his elder brother.
The surrounding air suddenly cooled down.
Countless guests present unconsciously took a step back.
This is a pistol. China is a country that prohibits guns. Under such strict laws, the second young master of the Huang family actually raised a gun in the middle of it!
The situation became difficult to control.
"Oh, really." Chen Zongheng murmured softly, his eyes calm, and he continued to step up the steps... step by step.
On dozens of steps, Huang Honghui's pitch-black gun was aimed at him.
The bullet can penetrate his body the moment he pulls the trigger.
But he turned a blind eye to the pitch-black pistol.
Stepping up, thousands of eyes are watching.
"Put down the gun." At this moment, a voice... broke the silence of the scene.
The head of the family, Huang Zhengming, looked coldly and shouted sharply at his son. At this time, during the funeral of his eldest son, how could he use a gun?
The man named "Chen" in front of me deserves to die, but... I am not in a hurry. I want to kill him. After the funeral, the whole city will be massacred.
At this time, this funeral... must be beautiful and flawless.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little solid.
Huang Honghui's expression was unwilling, his stern eyes trembled slightly, and after a long time... he slowly put down the pistol.
Sheath the gun.
This was his father's order, and he dared not disobey it.
In front of the spacious mourning hall decorated with dragon carvings, funeral music is still playing.
A huge ice coffin with the Nine Dragons totem is enshrined in the center.
In front of the ice coffin is a huge black and white photo frame. In the photo frame... remains the voice and smile of Mr. Huang Xuyang during his lifetime.
once Upon a time.
The unruly man roamed the south of the Yangtze River and squandered money like water.
In Shanghai, those who hear his name...are frightened by the news.
Now, at this moment...he himself was about to be turned into loess.
Huang Xuyang, who was lying in a Kowloon ice coffin and wearing a general's dragon robe, probably would not have thought at the moment before his death that he would die so early.
"The deceased is the most important, so according to the rules, I should step forward... to see Mr. Huang off for the last time?"
Chen Zongheng, wearing a straight suit, walked up to the front of Huang Zhengming, squinted his eyes, stared at the portrait in the mourning hall, and spoke calmly.