On the grassland under the setting sun, groups of soldiers lined up neatly and slowly lowered the coffin into the ground.
"salute!"
An officer gave an order, and all the soldiers on the field performed a standard military salute towards the coffin, watching as the coffin sank into the ground little by little.
Uncle Chen does not have any relatives. His wife passed away decades ago, and his only son also passed away decades ago.
This funeral should have been very deserted.
However, the lineup at the funeral in front of us was not that small.
Uncle Chen's son is a captain in the military. As the father of a captain, he should enjoy these things.
Wang Jin stood at the back of the crowd, quietly watching the coffin sink from sight little by little, disappearing from the dim light.
He grabbed the jade pendant of various colors around his neck with one hand and did not move until the coffin was completely covered by countless floating soil.
"Grandpa Chen is a truly kind man. It is not an exaggeration to call him a saint."
On the high platform, a girl who looked like a student was speaking with a speech script. Her voice was a bit louder when she spoke, and tears fell from her eyes like a string of pearls: "He sends me living expenses every month.
, so that I would not be unable to even go to school. Both of my parents died. If it weren’t for Grandpa Chen’s support all the way, I really can’t imagine what I would be like now...
I thought that since Uncle Chen sent me money every month, Grandpa Chen’s own life must be relatively wealthy. It wasn’t until today that I saw where Grandpa Chen lived, and I realized that in order for me to eat, Chen
What kind of life did grandpa live...
I regret very much. When I was in school, I often had leftover food. I always felt that I couldn’t eat it if I couldn’t eat it. Anyway, it wasn’t my own money. Now I realize that every grain of food I wasted was waste.
Grandpa’s blood and sweat…”
The girl swallowed several times and adjusted her emotions several times before she came down from the stage. When she came down, she was already sobbing.
After the girl came down, a few people who looked like students came up and said the same thing.
Wang Jin withdrew his gaze, gently placed the white bouquet on the ground, turned around and was about to leave.
"What the hell, this old man actually died just because he said he would?"
A somewhat harsh sound sounded from one side of the crowd.
Wang Jin stopped and looked over at the sound.
I saw a man and a woman standing under a pine tree on one side of the cemetery.
The boys are dressed in ordinary clothes, but the girls are wearing brand-name clothes and they all look like college students.
The girl is holding the boy's hand, and the two seem to be lovers.
At this time, the boy looked at the funeral in front of him and complained with the girl next to him: "This old man will die just because he says he will die. What will I do with my monthly living expenses in the future?"
"Then if this old man dies, will you still buy me the pair of shoes you promised me?"
The girl on the side asked hurriedly.
"I still have some scholarship left, I should be able to buy it for you, don't worry."
The boy quickly comforted his girlfriend beside him, and then looked at Uncle Chen's grave with disgust, his face full of disgust: "Damn old man, you promised that you would support me until I graduate from college? Why did you die just a few years ago?
?What a bad luck..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him.
He subconsciously squinted his eyes, pulled his girlfriend beside him backwards, and soon saw a figure in front of him.
He was startled, and after calming down, he saw clearly that standing in front of him was a boy with an indescribable appearance.
He was shocked by the outstanding appearance of the boy in front of him, and subconsciously glanced at his girlfriend beside him, only to find that his girlfriend was looking at the boy in front of him with bright eyes, as if a hungry wolf had seen a piece of meat.
Looking at that posture, if he hadn't been by his side, his girlfriend would have pounced on this boy.
"Who are you? Get out of here!"
Such a discovery made the boy feel extremely unhappy with Wang Jin for a moment. He yelled with a cold face and reached out to push Wang Jin.
However, when his hand touched Wang Jin, it was as if he was pushing against a mountain. He was unable to push him at all. Instead, he shook his body and almost fell to the ground.
"What did you say?"
Wang Jin stared at the boy in front of him with cold eyes.
"What I say is none of your business!"
The boy was already unhappy with Wang Jin. Instead of pushing Wang Jin, he almost lost face in front of his girlfriend. He became even more angry and pointed at Wang Jin: "I just told you to get out.
Didn't you hear?"
"Not this sentence, the previous sentence."
Wang Jin looked at the boy in front of him.
"last sentence?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, then realized what he had done, looked Wang Jin up and down, and spread his hand towards Wang Jin: "Why, are you a relative of that unlucky old man? It just so happens that the old man gave me money every month when he was alive.
Send living expenses, since you are his relative, and now he is dead, then you will take his place..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jin in front of him suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Can you say that again?"
"Are you sick of riding a horse?"
The boy was furious and wanted to shake Wang Jin's hand off his arm. However, no matter how hard he shook it, the boy's hand in front of him clamped his arm tightly like an iron pliers.
Not only was he unable to shake Wang Jin's hand away, he even felt a huge force squeezing his forearm, as if grinding the bones of his forearm, causing his face to instantly turn painful.
"I said, let you say it again."
A cold voice sounded in his ears word by word.
"I said it, I said it!"
The boy's face was full of pain, and his body was forced to bend to one side, trying to find an angle that could relieve the pain in his arm. He begged for mercy again and again, and had to repeat what he just said: "I said that the old man died in an obscure way.
…”
Before the last word "qi" came out, Wang Jin reached out and pressed it. The boy didn't even react, and his head had already been hit hard on the pine tree behind him.
Click!
Accompanied by a crisp sound and a scream, the pine tree behind him that was as thick as a bowl was suddenly broken by the impact.
The boy screamed repeatedly, and blood flowed from the boy's forehead, making his face, already twisted in pain, even more ferocious.
His head was a little dazed and his ears were buzzing. I don't know if it was caused by the violent vibration when his head hit the pine tree, or because of the shock in his heart.
He is a second-level martial artist and often gets scholarships in school!
Why do you have no ability to resist in front of this kid who looks like just a high school student?
He roared and began to struggle, trying to break away from Wang Jin's hand. However, Wang Jin's hand on his head was like a mountain pressing on top of his head. No matter how he moved, he could not break free at all.
.
The girlfriend next to her screamed and tried to pull Wang Jin away. However, Wang Jin looked indifferent and did not look at her. He waved his hand suddenly and the girlfriend seemed to be hit by an invisible wall of air.
The whole person flew out, and passed out without even a hum.
"You...who are you and what do you want to do?"
The boy was no longer as arrogant as before. He saw that Wang Jin could send his girlfriend flying away with just a wave of his hand. When he looked at Wang Jin again, he was already a little more fearful.
"Repeat what you just said."
There was no emotion in Wang Jin's voice as he repeated coldly.
How could that boy dare to disobey Wang Jin's order? He said tremblingly: "That unlucky one..."
Peng!
Wang Jin grabbed his head with one hand, as if dragging him. Amid his screams, he dragged him to the side of the road, and then with a sudden force, the boy's forehead hit the solid head hard.
The asphalt roads collided together, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.
"Brother, I was wrong, please forgive me..."
The boy cried for his father and mother, screamed repeatedly, and kept begging for mercy. However, Wang Jin had a cold face, grabbed his head, and smashed it to the ground again and again.
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
The sound was louder and louder, and the force was stronger. After more than ten times, the boy had almost lost consciousness, his head was full of blood, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.
Wang Jin held the boy in front of him like he was squeezing a chicken with one hand, and looked into the boy's eyes.
"Does a bastard like you deserve to spit shit at Uncle Chen's funeral?"
"Uncle Chen has been frugal for so many years, and he can't bear to buy even a piece of pastry. Is he the one who funded it for you, a white-eyed wolf like you?"
"You are a second-level warrior who has been supported by Uncle Chen for so many years. How can you be so embarrassed to live in this world?"
Wang Jin's face became colder and colder, and he squeezed the boy's hand harder. The boy was already so angry that his limbs began to twitch slightly.
"Classmate Wang, it's almost done."
An officer who had presided over the entire ceremony at the funeral trotted over and repeatedly persuaded: "This kid is about to be beaten to death by you!"
He just noticed the situation here.
However, not only did he not come to stop him, he even ordered his subordinates that no one was allowed to stop Wang Jin.
He also heard how this boy insulted Uncle Chen, who had supported him for so many years. If he hadn't dared to violate the laws of Daxia, before Wang Jin could take action, this officer would have come up and slapped this big boy.
In addition, Wang Jin and Commander Jiang had a close relationship, so the officer simply pretended not to see him and only ran over to stop him now.
Just kidding, if he didn't come to stop him, Wang Jin, who was so angry, might have staged the scene of killing people in public a few days ago again.
He knew that this boy who looked like a banished immortal could really do such a thing.
Wang Jin threw the boy in his hand aside as if he was throwing away garbage, and said to the officer: "In a moment, you call the university where this guy is located and tell their principal what he just said. This should be able to get this guy to be arrested."
Fired?"
The officer immediately understood: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, this guy will definitely be expelled from the school after tomorrow."
Wang Jin nodded, bent down and wiped his hands on the boy's clothes, then turned and left.