Partridge Whistle got the man's information from the news.

His surname was Zhang and his first name was Long. He was an ordinary guy. However, the news of his murder made a big fuss. The murderer walked out of the court unscathed and the murdered person died without any wrongdoing. This caused a stir in the society.

It was a big shock, and all media and tutors came to the battle one after another to express their opinions on this matter.

For a while, many people ignored Zhang Long's funeral.

Just like what the philosopher Zhang Mazi said, sometimes the dead are more useful than the living. Whether it's a bricklayer or a professor, they just eat human blood steamed buns. As for whose blood belongs to it, it doesn't matter.

Partridge Shao rented a very ordinary Wuling Hongguang and arrived early at today's funeral site, which was next to a public cemetery in Golmud City.

The rain last night continued until today. In the hazy morning, Partridge Whistle drove outside the cemetery, took out hot milk and sandwiches and started a simple breakfast.

There was a Hydra cypress potted plant on the driver's seat of the car, and the snake god said, "Give me some."

The Partridge Whistle took a pack of milk and poured it into the potted plant. The snake god ate it happily, "It is indeed a good deal to find a powerful immortal, otherwise I would still be drinking the northwest wind in the snake cave!"

Partridge Whistle chewed the bread, "You have followed so many immortals, Queen Jingjue, the first and second generation, King Hunxie, and even the Ghost Mother of the Demon Country. Do you think those immortals are not as good as my lord?"

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"Don't mention it." The snake god said, "None of these guys are really good to me. Let's talk about the first generation of Queen Jingjue. When she sent me obsessions, she just killed an entire city and then fed her like a duck.

I, think about it, how many obsessions do ordinary people in the city have? And many of their obsessions are very ordinary and mediocre, and some are even very dirty. I eat those obsessions, just like you.

Humans eat sand and pretend to be excrement. It’s like giving it to a big meal. It’s as disgusting as it is. If I weren’t afraid of starving to death, I wouldn’t eat it even to death. How wonderful it is now. The Lord doesn’t care how you eat it, as long as you don’t mess with it.

Trouble, you can be as picky as you like, and you can still do things based on the face of my Mirage lineage. I have face and delicious food. Your Majesty is the conscience of the industry in the Immortal family. You are very lucky. You have a

Wise Lord the Immortal."

Partridge Whistle smiled and said, "I hope, people are coming!"

Sitting in Wuling Hongguang, I looked towards the entrance of the cemetery. A very ordinary funeral parlor vehicle entered the cemetery. Several staff members in ordinary clothes got out of the car. Among them was Zhang Long's urn.

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Not long after the funeral home vehicle arrived, a medium-sized van parked next to the funeral home vehicle, and seven or eight people got out of the vehicle. They were all Zhang Long's relatives during his lifetime.

Partridge Whistle saw Zhang Long's wife, a gorgeously dressed woman. Even in such a place, her lipstick number clearly showed No. 13, the most conspicuous and precious Saint Laurent red.

Partridge Whistle lay on the seat, "Let's begin! Snake God!"

The snake god trembled, "Start!"

At this moment, there was a sound of knocking on the window outside the car. Partridge Whistle glanced out. It was a man who was just like himself. He was wearing the long black coat and scarf that he often wore when he was living abroad.

Wearing leather gloves and sunglasses, and standing over 1.9 meters tall, Partridge Whistle is filled with evil aura and coldness. At first glance, he is a big brother-level figure on the road.

Partridge whistled, "My appearance is not bad."

The snake god said, "Isn't it fun to brag about yourself? You should praise my magic skills!"

The rain was pouring, and Partridge Whistle's stand-in Phantom's leather shoes were stepping on the water droplets. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and walked up the stairs.

Zhang Long's grave has been arranged and the urn has been buried.

Next is a moment of silence for sending flowers.

Family members walked past Zhang Long's tomb one by one. The flowers accompanied by the rain made the whole cemetery look a bit foggy.

A figure in a black gown came over, holding a black umbrella in his right hand and a bouquet of flowers in his left hand. He silently walked towards Zhang Long's grave. When Zhang Long's wife saw the stranger coming, she looked at him with unspeakable murderous intent and

Forced by the strength of her cheeks, she was a little panicked. She had never seen a ruthless person like Partridge Whistle who was born to die and spent his whole life fighting and killing.

The aura of Partridge Whistle made her dare not say a word. She guessed that maybe she was sending flowers to other tombs, so she didn't want to block her elder brother's way.

However, the partridge whistle substitute stopped in front of Zhang Long's tomb. He bowed and saluted. The rain fell on his feet. He put the flowers down and bowed three times respectfully!

This bow made the family members dumbfounded. What happened? Did the elder brother worship the wrong person?

But at this moment, a more terrifying scene was discovered. The Partridge Whistle stand-in stood in front of Zhang Long's tomb, with his back to everyone, and raised his hand. With the sound of rain, the family members saw that there was someone behind him who didn't know when.

A large group of men in black, with almost 500 people in almost identical attire, has appeared.

Each man in black held a flower in one hand and a black umbrella in the other, bowing respectfully towards Zhang Long's tomb. The whole scene was extremely solemn.

The rain fell on the faces of family members and funeral parlor personnel. Their cheeks were numb and shocked. There are so many big brothers, who are they Zhang Long?

Zhang Long's wife, who was wearing heavy makeup, turned pale. In her eyes, when did that worthless, submissive, useless husband get to know so many important people? Why did he never mention it to me? She thought about the time when her father killed Zhang Long.

, looking at so many big brothers in black, Zhang Long's wife trembled and turned pale. She was very afraid that these big brothers would kill her!

Zhang Long's father-in-law was completely lying on the ground at this moment. He couldn't believe that that guy from the countryside could actually have such terrifying power and so many people. I'm afraid there are ten thousand ways to send him away.

Who is Zhang Long!

Who was Zhang Long during his lifetime?

Did we misunderstand him?

Is he a hidden gangster?

While everyone was hesitating, the stand-in for Partridge Whistle put down his hand. He turned around and looked at the people in front of him. When the stand-in walked in front of Zhang Long's father-in-law, he took off his sunglasses and glanced lightly. Zhang Long's father-in-law felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He fell to the ground with a weird look on his face.

But the substitute just smiled evilly, stood up, and walked out.

Everyone turned around and saw the mountains full of men in black walking down in groups, groups of men in black holding black umbrellas. It felt like something out of a blockbuster movie, but the real rain told them that this was all real.

Yes, Zhang Long was a real gangster during his lifetime!

As the last man in black walked out of the cemetery, inside the Wuling Hongguang car, Hydra Bai sent out a thought, "Hiccup - what a big obsession with filial piety. I'm so full this time and feel so comfortable!"

Partridge Whistle lay on the steering wheel and looked in the direction of Zhang Long's tomb, "What trick did you manipulate my stand-in to do to Zhang Long's father-in-law in the end?"

Hydra Bai laughed happily, "You discovered it! Then let me tell you, I cast a Seven-Laughing Corpse Curse on him. After seven days, the old man will return to the west."

Partridge Whistle hissed, "You are so cruel! Seven Laughing Corpses, I heard Lao Lu say that it is a very vicious curse, but then again, how did you master this curse?"

"It's not me who knows how." Snake God said, "It's the master who knows how to do it. The blood of the master's top immortal allows him to learn all the spells he has ever seen. He has seen the Seven Smiling Corpses, so naturally he can. I am the master's Yuan.

Snake of God, I can share and use many of your master's skills. This is the benefit of actively recognizing your master. Your master will trust me and share many magical powers with me."

At this moment, the funeral car roared past Wuling Hongguang. Partridge Whistle opened the door and walked towards Zhang Long's tomb.

In front of his tomb, Partridge Whistle looked at the familiar black and white photo on the tombstone and smiled bitterly, "He is better than me. When I died, there was no one crying at the grave."

The snake god said, "There are one hundred dollars below!"

Partridge Whistle lowered his head and picked up the one hundred yuan pressed in front of the grave, "Not bad, one hundred yuan has arrived! Let's go!"

Partridge Whistle had just turned around when a ethereal voice came from behind, "Excuse me, are you a culprit?"
Chapter completed!