In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Ming Yuang's funeral.
According to the process described in the Ming family invitation, guests will be entertained in the Ming family courtyard first, and when the time is up, they will go to the Ming family ancestral tomb for burial.
Chen Feiyu casually wore casual clothes and drove to Ming's house alone.
Arriving at the Ming Family Courtyard, Chen Feiyu saw that the parking lot was already full of luxury cars, such as Ferraris, Porsches, etc.
People were coming and going at the entrance of the Ming Family Courtyard, and on the gate, a three-foot-six-inch white mourning flag was hung, and white paper was posted on the two gates. Bursts of deep mourning music came from the yard, which showed that
Sad atmosphere.
Two or three staff members wearing sackcloth and mourning stood at the gate to greet relatives and friends who came to express their condolences.
Chen Feiyu did not walk in, but leaned against the car leisurely, as if waiting for someone.
The sharp-eyed staff of the Ming family soon discovered Chen Feiyu. They were surprised and shot a hateful look at Chen Feiyu. Soon, a person hurried inside, probably to spread the news.
People around him also discovered Chen Feiyu, and they all knew that Chen Feiyu and Ming Yuang had conflicts. There were even rumors that the death of the eldest son was closely related to Chen Fei. Unexpectedly, Chen Feiyu dared to attend Ming Yuang's funeral.
Everyone felt strange and pointed at Chen Feiyu.
Some other people who didn't know who Chen Feiyu, no, I should say didn't know who "Chen Fei" was, suddenly realized after hearing the explanation from their companions, and they all looked at Chen Feiyu in surprise.
Chen Feiyu looked indifferent, naturally he would not take the reactions of these passers-by seriously.
"Eh? Isn't this Chen Fei? I didn't expect you to come to Mingyu Ang's funeral. It's really unexpected."
Suddenly, a familiar and slightly sarcastic voice sounded.
Everyone turned to look and saw Liu Zhan walking over with two people, deliberately pretending to be "accidental".
Chen Feiyu glanced at Liu Zhan and saw Lei Tianli and a strange old man following Liu Zhan.
Forget about Lei Tianli. After all, he had dealt with Chen Feiyu many times and had become Chen Feiyu's undercover agent. He was naturally familiar with it, but that strange old man was unusual and attracted most of Chen Feiyu's attention.
As he got closer, Chen Feiyu saw that the old man had an ordinary appearance and a medium build. There was nothing unusual about him. He looked no different from an old man dancing in the square.
However, Chen Feiyu keenly discovered that this strange old man exuded the aura of a "mid-legendary" strong man. He must be one of the five strong men in the mysterious forces that the Liu family is connected to.
Chen Feiyu was awestruck but also secretly wondering. Logically speaking, "legendary strong men" are rare in the world. Where did the Liu family find so many strong men?
Before Chen Feiyu could think deeply, Liu Zhan had already led someone over. Chen Feiyu suppressed the doubts in his heart and said: "Anyway, Ming Yuang and you, Mr. Liu, are the few people I know in Yanjing."
friend.
Now that Young Master Ming dies young, no matter what my relationship with him is, I have to come to his funeral to see him off for the last time, just like I will attend your funeral if Young Master Liu dies young in the future."
Everyone around was shocked. Damn it, was Chen Fei expressing a good relationship, or was he cursing Liu Shao for his early death?
Liu Zhan's face darkened and he said, "As expected of a bad fortune teller, he is indeed very sharp-tongued."
"Award after prize, I wonder if Mr. Liu would like to have a fortune-telling to see how long your life span will be?"
"Not interested." Liu Zhan's brow muscles twitched and he said, "Since you came to attend Ming Yuang's funeral, why didn't you go in at the door, and were you afraid when it happened?"
"Ha!" Chen Feiyu chuckled and said, "I don't want to go in right now, so I have my own reasons. I don't think I need to explain the reasons to you, Mr. Liu, right?"
Liu Zhan's face became increasingly gloomy.
Lei Tianli lowered his head and did not make eye contact with Chen Feiyu to avoid others seeing his flaws.
The old man whispered in Lei Tianli's ear and asked: "Is he Chen Fei?"
Lei Tianli raised his head, glanced at Chen Feiyu, and said, "Yes."
The old man smiled contemptuously, still lowering his voice, and said contemptuously in a voice that only Lei Tianli and Liu Zhan could hear: "He has no aura of a warrior at all, he is just an ordinary person, Mr. Liu, there is no need to worry, I will do it for you when I have the chance."
You crush him to death."
Only then did Liu Zhan smile again.
Lei Tianli curled his lips secretly. He had said something similar to Liu Zhan back then. How confident he was back then, he was slapped in the face so hard now.
Chen Feiyu unconsciously looked at the strange old man.
The old man caught Chen Feiyu's gaze and asked, knowingly: "Are you Chen Fei?"
"Of course." Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"
"You are still qualified to know my name." The old man was full of arrogance.
Lei Tianli secretly sneered in his heart, if even Chen Feiyu is not qualified to know the old man's name, then no one in the world is qualified.
Chen Feiyu laughed, chuckled, and laughed contemptuously.
The old man frowned, feeling that Chen Feiyu's laughter was a bit harsh: "What are you laughing at?"
Chen Feiyu asked instead, "Do you know my nickname of 'The Invincible Fortune Teller'?"
"I've heard a little about it." The old man smiled contemptuously: "Are you trying to say that even if I don't tell you, you can still figure out my name?"
"I'm not bored enough to count your names." Chen Feiyu said with a casual smile: "I see that your hall is dark and dark clouds are covering your head. I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, and maybe Yanjing will become a
Your burial place, for the sake of your wealth and life, it is better to leave Yanjing early, otherwise you will regret it."
Liu Zhan was shocked. The image of Chen Feiyu as the "invincible fortune teller" had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
Lei Tianli even mourned for the old man, and Chen Feiyu said eloquently that it seemed that the old man was not far from death.
"Nonsense, do you think I will be intimidated by you?" The old man was furious and could not help but attack Chen Feiyu.
Liu Zhan reached out in time to stop the old man and said softly: "Mr. Shen, please don't get angry. Chen Fei can't be proud for much longer."
This is the Ming family's home court. The Ming family will deal with Chen Fei without them taking action.
The old man, Mr. Shen, gave up his hatred and said: "I'll spare you for now, but remember, even if what you calculated is true, I will kill him before he dies.
I want you to be buried with me."
"Then we'll see." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled. Judging from his performance, he didn't believe that Mr. Shen could do it at all.
Suddenly, there was a rush of people at the gate of the Ming Family Courtyard. A man in his twenties wearing sackcloth and mourning came out, looked around, and said loudly: "Where is Chen Fei? Which bastard is Chen Fei?"
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Liu Zhan's lips curled up into a smile, the second young master of the Ming family was here, and now the fun was about to begin.