In just half an hour, Song Fuli walked out of the crematorium holding Aaron's ashes.
After losing an old subordinate, he didn't have any sad expression on his face, but instead had a sinister smile on his face.
"Do me a favor. An old subordinate of mine is dead. However, I can't wait for the normal procedures. I want you to help me bury my subordinate in the cemetery immediately. No matter how much the money is, it doesn't matter."
When Song Fuli heard this, he immediately started contacting the black agency.
"Two hundred thousand will solve all problems."
The black agent directly quoted such a price.
When Song Fuli heard this, he immediately agreed without even thinking about it.
"In that case, I will wait for you at the entrance of the public cemetery."
Not long after, with the help of a black agent, Aaron officially settled in a cheap public cemetery in Wangjiang City. At the same time, a tombstone was quickly erected.
"Toot toot!"
The mausoleum, which was originally completely silent, was now blown by the cold wind.
With his back to a bunch of tombstones, Song Fuli stood quietly without saying anything. After a while, he turned to look at Aaron's tombstone in front of him, with a scumbag smile on his face, and he took it directly from his pocket.
I took out my phone and made a call.
"Boss Song, what do you want from me?"
A particularly arrogant voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Shen Handong, I have very bad news to tell you."
Song Fuli pretended to be very sad and said.
"What bad news? What news is worse for me now than losing my freedom and having to hide in Tibet?"
A particularly dissatisfied questioning voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Aaron is dead."
Song Fuli had a sly smile on his face, but his tone was as sad as he wanted.
"What? Say what you just said again?"
A rather dissatisfied voice came over the phone, as if an active volcano was about to erupt.
"Aaron is dead."
Song Fuli repeated a few words after hearing this.
"Who the hell dares to lay a hand on my brother?"
When Shen Handong heard this, he suddenly became very angry. He roared loudly: "Along and I have grown up together and our relationship is as close as brothers. If anyone dares to do anything to my brother, I will let him
Go to hell."
Hearing this, Song Fuli laughed crazily.
"Can you please explain clearly what is going on?"
Shen Handong immediately asked loudly.
"Aaron was beaten to death by one punch after another."
Song Fuli said in an extremely sad tone, but the smile on his face did not weaken much.
"where are you now?"
When Shen Handong heard this, he couldn't keep calm immediately, and he asked directly.
"I'm here at Wangjiang City Cemetery, standing in front of Aaron's grave."
Song Fuli said immediately.
"Wait, I will rush to your place soon."
Shen Handong said this in a particularly gloomy tone and then hung up the phone.
"hey-hey..."
When Song Fuli heard this, he immediately put down the phone.
A particularly crazy burst of laughter immediately erupted from the dead silence of the mausoleum.
More than three hours later, a man wearing a black fur coat and a sheepskin hat and exuding a fierce aura suddenly appeared in the public cemetery in Wangjiang City.
This man had a particularly long scar on his face, stretching from his forehead to his chin.
No matter how you put it, it's like dividing a person's face into two parts.
That extremely strong figure seemed to make the ground tremble violently every time he took a step forward.
This person is Aaron's brother and his name is Shen Handong.
"Is this Aaron's graveyard?"
Walking directly to Song Fuli, who was standing in front of Aaron's grave, Shen Handong squinted his eyes tightly, but those eyes exuded a frightening light.
"right."
Song Fuli said in a particularly sad tone.
"Is it a body or ashes inside?"
When Shen Handong heard this, he immediately asked.
"Ashes."
Song Fuli said.
"How did Aaron die?"
Shen Handong strode to the tombstone, squatted down, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in a row, then touched the tombstone and asked this question.
"He was punched to death by a local young man named Sun Hao."
When Song Fuli said this, his face was very pale. It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes. "Yesterday, I took Aaron with me to inspect the land contracted by me, and I met a young man named Sun Hao. This guy is Sun Hao." A young man also took a fancy to that piece of land and thought it would be more promising to contract the land for planting. But I didn't want to sell it, so he started to actively provoke me and almost beat me to a disability."
"Aaron has always treated me as his brother. How could he bear to see me being bullied? So he jumped on him and fought with Sun Hao. In the end, he was beaten to death by Sun Hao. When he died, even his eyes were broken. Not closed."
When Song Fuli heard this, his eyes turned slightly red and tears rolled down his face.
In front of the tombstone, Shen Handong looked extremely pale.
He lowered his head in extreme pain, and his eyes that were originally shining with cold light were now covered with tears. As his eyelids rolled up and down, the tears seemed to roll down like a torrent of rivers.
"Is the murderer in Wangjiang City?"
Shen Handong asked.
"exist."
Song Fuli nodded slightly when he heard this.
"Do you know how strong he is, how old he is, and what he looks like?"
Shen Handong asked several questions in one breath. Before he finished speaking, he wiped away his tears suddenly, stood up quickly, and said in a loud voice: "Tell me all this."
"I only know that his name is Sun Hao. He is only in his twenties. His martial arts skills are very powerful, even far surpassing Aaron's. As for his appearance, I haven't paid much attention to it, but he should still be in Baiyun Mountain now... ."
Song Fuli replied with a slumped face to the questions raised by Shen Handong word by word.
"Any more?"
Shen Handong asked immediately after hearing this.
"there is none left."
Song Fuli felt particularly painful when he heard this and immediately shook his head.
"Let me ask you one more thing."
Shen Handong came to Song Fuli and asked in his ear, "Why didn't the murderer attack you?"
When Song Fuli saw this, he suddenly raised his head. He stared straight ahead with wide eyes. For a moment, he didn't know what he should say.
"You just watch Aaron die in front of you?"
Shen Handong gritted his teeth and said in a particularly cold tone: "If this is the case, then you should die too."
After he finished speaking, he directly touched the thick calloused hands, and then forcefully patted Song Fuli's Tianling Cap.