Chapter 1074 Funeral Infighting (1)

Reluctantly resisting, although Waka knew that he might be in danger today, he still hoped that he could deter Tarot. However, after listening to Waka's words, Tarot laughed unconsciously. It's just a joke. If he wasn't prepared, how could he do such a thing today?

It is true that killing Waka is a very serious matter, but as long as he does well, the next thing will not be any problem at all. What's more, is Waka still so unpopular?

With a disdainful laugh, Tarot said: "Of course I know. If I kill you, I will be the president of country S. Don't try to delay the time. Those people you arranged have already been solved by my people. I I might as well tell you, to kill you, I can find a grand excuse, saying that you were assassinated by the **** in the presidential palace, and I came to solve those **** and killed you on the spot. Even if everyone I have doubts in my heart, but without any evidence, no one can do anything to me. Moreover, I have reached an agreement with Mr. Ye. After I become president, he will fully help me develop the economy of country S. Under such circumstances, I think, no one will ever remember what happened today."

Waka froze for a moment, and became even more frightened. He knew that what Tarot said was correct. In such a chaotic place as country s, who would investigate how the president died? It may become a topic of media public in a short time, but as time goes by, people will gradually forget these things. He regretted it, regretted what he did in the first place.

However, there is no regret medicine to sell in this world, everyone must pay for what he has done.

Turning his head to look at Ye Qian, Tarot said: "Mr. Ye, are you still doing it?"

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, Ye Qian said: "General Tarot, you're a bit late. I wouldn't have come here earlier. My hand bone was cracked when I hit the tempered glass just now, so I can't do it." Ye Qian is not a fool, just kidding, let himself kill Waka, in case he and Tarot fall out one day in the future, he can use this excuse to deal with himself. Ye Qian wouldn't do such a stupid thing, besides, you Tarot is clearly here, why do you want me to do it.

How could Tarot not understand Ye Qian's meaning, and Ye Qian's appearance looked like his hand bone was cracked, it was obvious that he was trying to shirk. However, he didn't delve into it, he knew that with Ye Qian's intelligence, he would never do this. That being the case, I might as well take the initiative and show my love to Ye Qian. After all, many things in the future still need to rely on Spike. "In that case, let me do it." Tarot shook his head helplessly, took out a pistol from the villain, stepped forward slowly, and put it on Waka's forehead.

"My dear President Waka, do you have anything else to say?" Tarot said with a smile, the expression of self-satisfaction and pride was beyond words.

Knowing that today is doomed, Waka took a deep breath and said, "Tarot, I know that I will inevitably die today, you won. But, can you promise me, it doesn't matter to my family I hope you don't touch them and let them live."

Tarot waved his hand and said, "I don't want to let the tiger go back to the mountain. I can only say I'm sorry. Before you came here, your family has already met God Allah." When Waka spoke, he pulled the trigger, and with a bang, Waka fell into a pool of blood.

Handing the gun to the guard next to him, Tarot smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry for your trouble this time, and I will definitely keep it in mind. I've made the arrangements, and you guys leave right away. There are still some people here. The funeral needs to be dealt with. Tonight, tonight, I will be the host, please treat Mr. Ye to have a good drink."

Shrugging slightly, Ye Qian said: "You don't need to drink, the matter here is settled, I have to leave, if there is anything in the future, General Tarot, oh no, I should teach you President Tarot now , if there is anything to do in the future, you can directly contact Leng Yi, he can make any decision on my behalf. I hope that when we meet next time, the S Congress will be a prosperous scene. "

"Definitely." Tarot said with a smile.

Ye Qian didn't say too much, such a big event happened in the presidential palace, it will definitely attract attention soon, and the rest of the matter can be left to Tarot to deal with, there is really no need for him to get involved. Now that he has vested interests, Ye Qian doesn't bother to care about the rest.

After leaving the presidential palace, Ye Qian called Leng Yi and asked him to book a plane for tomorrow morning, and then called Paul Bill. In the future, Leng Yi will be responsible for all affairs in Country S. It is necessary for Ye Qian to introduce them to each other. Besides, the matter in Huaxia has not been resolved, and Ye Qian cannot stay here for a long time.

Huaxia, Xining City!

Regardless of Du Fuwei's reputation, he can still be regarded as a generation of masters in the ancient martial arts world. It is inevitable that people feel a little regretful for the dignified Mohist Guild giant to die like this. However, it is no wonder that others, everyone chooses their own path, right or wrong, they must be responsible for themselves.

Du Fuwei's funeral was arranged in the largest funeral home in Xining City. Naturally, there was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences. What about the rest? Including government officials in Xining City, and some people who have business contacts with the Mohist Guild. Although they may not be very clear about the details of the Mohist's Guild, they still want to Came here to offer my condolences.

Du Fuwei had no wife and no children in his life, and his filial sons were naturally taken care of by several of his apprentices. A street near the funeral parlor has been completely sealed off, and no vehicles are allowed to pass except those who scream for condolences. Du Fuwei's funeral will naturally not be shabby, and the mourning hall is also extremely luxurious. In the center of the mourning hall hangs a photo of Du Fuwei, next to it is a pair of couplets, bamboo leaves in the rain with tears, and plum blossoms in the snow wearing plain crowns.

No matter how domineering Du Fuwei is in the Mohist's Guild, he is still respected in the Mohist's Guild. Naturally, most of the disciples of the Mohist's Guild are silently sighing and mourning. Among them, Yan Sishui must be the one who feels the most wronged. Over the years, Du Fuwei has always taken care of her as his own daughter and cared for her with utmost care. Moreover, after Du Fuwei's death, all of Yan Sishui's previous efforts seemed to be in vain, and the status of the giant of the Mohist Guild is now unresolved.

And the happiest thing is Cha Huai'an, Du Fuwei's death has added a very successful stroke to his plan. After enduring so many years of grievances, I can finally feel proud at this moment. However, Cha Huai'an's face showed extreme grief, so it was natural to have to do a full set of acting.

Both Cha Huai'an and Yan Sishui are very clear that today is a very important day, the two sides will fight for life and death today, and today is to confirm the position of the giant of the Mohist Guild.

"We have a guest!" Following the master of ceremonies' words, a man slowly walked in from the door. It was Ouyang Mingxuan, an outstanding member of the Ouyang family. After bowing three times, Ouyang Mingxuan walked across from Yan Sishui and Cha Huai'an, and said comfortingly: "Please forgive me!" There was a strange emotion in his eyes, and Cha Huai'an understood and nodded slightly.

Yan Sishui looked a little indifferent, and obviously didn't have much affection for Ouyang Mingxuan, but because of the occasion, she didn't attack.

Ouyang Mingxuan didn't sit for too long. After sitting in the auditorium for a while, he got up and left. He had to make all the preparations and wait for Cha Huai'an's signal. Today is a crucial day, for Cha Huai'an, and for him as well. If Cha Huai'an successfully ascended to the position of the giant of the Mohist Guild, then the benefits he will obtain next will also be very huge. For a long time, the Ouyang family has been tightly suppressed by the Demon Sect and the Mohist Guild in the northwest. If Ouyang Mingxuan hadn't vigorously reformed these years, the Ouyang family would have gradually declined. And the smooth cooperation with Cha Huai'an this time means that the Ouyang family will rise again soon.

"There are guests here!" The voice of the master of ceremonies reminded him again that he was a little depressed. He had presided over so many funerals, but he had never seen such a huge funeral like today. The number of people who came and the dignity of the people made him feel ashamed . It's just that this is endless, and I don't have any time to rest, so I'm really a little tired. However, he didn't dare to react too much. Those who came to the funeral could guess how much power the dead had. Offending them, wouldn't it be courting death?

As the words fell, Yan Dong and Mo Long walked in one after the other. The dead are the most important, no matter how much hatred and grievances there were at the beginning, Molong doesn't want to pursue the matter after death, so coming here to condolences Du Fuwei can be regarded as doing his best. As for Yan Dong, he has always had a good feeling for Du Fuwei. No matter who was right or wrong in what happened back then, Du Fuwei is worthy of being called a master of a generation. It is only natural that he came to mourn him.

Seeing Mo Long, Yan Sishui's complexion suddenly became very ugly, and he was furious. He rushed forward and shouted sharply: "Mo Long, do you still have the guts to come here? My master died in your hands. Today I will kill you." I want to avenge my master." Following Yan Sishui's words, many disciples of the Mohist Guild stood up all of a sudden, each and every one of them turned their hateful eyes on Mo Long, as if they wanted to kill Mo Long. The appearance of death.