Most of the wreath elegy couplets have been sent here by HK local underworld organizations. Some underworlds in Takashima Province are indispensable and have to come to pay their respects. They will probably not arrive in the afternoon. The Yamaguchi Group, Inagawa Association, Kusato Association, and other organizations will arrive as early as the evening. The mafia in Italy and Miligan will probably come tomorrow.

So many awesome gangs have sent people to mourn Dong Ye, will the cowhide be overwhelmed?

It’s definitely not a big deal. Where is the Qing Gang’s status? And also the prestige of Dong Ye. They are both on earth, so who can’t give you face? Besides, how much is a wreath worth? How much is two round-trip air tickets worth? When people come, they represent an attitude. Is this true?

On the wall of the gate was hanging a large portrait of Dong Ye, which was a black and white photo. The portrait of Dong Ye was smiling so brightly. If you stare at it for a few more times, murderous aura would appear in this kind-hearted face. The so-called smiling tiger, with a knife hidden in the smile and a thorn in the smile. There is also a pair of elegy couplet written on white paper on both sides of the portrait, which reads: The great spirit remains in the world, and the heart of the liver and courage remains in the future. Horizontal draft: Gods and man are sad.

The loud elegiac couplet can fully reflect the disciples' respect and love for Dong Ye.

Suddenly, the death drum outside the door rang twice, which was extremely impactful.

An old man who reported the death shouted: "Boss Zhu from the Seventh Company Gang is here."

Accompanied by the old man's shout, a man wearing a black windbreaker, black leather shoes, black sunglasses, a white scarf on his neck, and a cigar in his mouth walked into the mourning hall. His steps were so steady. With his majestic body and outstanding outfit, people could tell at a glance that he was not a good bird. This person is not someone else, the leader of the HK 7th Company Gang, Boss Zhu. As for how awesome the 7th Company Gang is, I am too lazy to introduce it. This organization and Boss Zhu appear just to set off the atmosphere, that's all.

As he walked, Boss Zhu took off the black hat on his head. He looked very well-educated. He spitted on the ground when he stepped into the mourning hall. Behind Boss Zhu were eight majestic men in black, each with sharp eyes, and his combat power should be good.

"Fuck, Master Dong, why are you dead?? The two of us bet together last time together who will die first? Look at why you can't help but live so much? Damn, you die, how can you let your brother live alone?" Boss Zhu suddenly started to cry and shouted at the sky and the earth, just like his brother who died.

Soon, Boss Zhu returned to normal again. He thrust his waist, pointed his finger at the person in the mourning hall, and asked, "Who do you know which bird man who cannot die well killed my brother? Tell me quickly, I am from Male Gobi, I will avenge my brother now."

"Enough!" A roar broke out from the crowd, "Boss Zhu, go home and act!"

Boss Zhu is very familiar with this voice. The second in command of the Qingbang HK branch, a fat man in his fifties, is known as the tiger master in the martial arts world. His body shape is very similar to that of an elderly kung fu superstar and is also very capable of fighting.

As soon as the voice fell, a fat man appeared. He was 1.8 meters tall, with a long, and a mustache on the corner of his mouth. It was Comrade Hu Ye. His tough body and thick voice immediately compared Boss Zhu.

As soon as Master Dong got married, Master Hu became the real boss, the new helm leader, and the disciples of the HK thousands of gang Qing Gang. So, when Master Dong died, we have reason to think Master Hu would be secretly happy in his heart.

"Oh, Master Hu, my brother died so miserably! Do you know which bird man killed my brother? Tell me, I'll go and avenge him now." Boss Zhu.

"I tell you, I'm afraid you don't have the courage." Mr. Tiger.

"Oh? Do you know who did it?" Boss Zhu.

Master Hu's face turned cold, "Either pay condolences or get out, don't pretend to me here, I'm disgusting."

Boss Zhu's eight bodyguards were in a state of chaos and the pace of attack. The Qing Gang's brothers were also in a state of chaos, with the number of people several times higher than those of the Seventh Corps.

Boss Zhu was scolded by someone as soon as he came over. He felt very angry. He waved his hand and calmed the turbulent little brother down and said, "No matter how much Dong Ye said it is my brother. We have chopped people and been knives together. Since I am here, it is not appropriate not to bow to him twice and put an incense stick."

"You can pay your condolences, just wipe out your cigarette first." Mr. Hu.

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"A bow."

"Two bows."

"Three bows."

"Family answer."

Boss Zhu put a stick of incense in front of Dongye’s portrait, and finally comforted Dongye’s family’s mourning, and the condolences ended like this.

After the condolences, Boss Zhu came to the side of the tiger with shameless face and asked in a low voice. "Boss Tiger, who killed my brother? Tell me, I will definitely avenge him."

Master Hu snorted coldly, "People from Longhumen, go take revenge!"

"People from Longhumen? Are you kidding?" Boss Zhu.

"Who's the special mother is joking with you!" Mr. Hu.

"Okay, just pretend I haven't asked." Boss Zhu swallowed and said to his younger brothers: "Go back home."

Boss Zhu didn't dare to mess with Longhu Sect. It was not that their seventh company gangs were cowards, but that they were really not opponents of Longhu Sect. They could slap them to death with just one slap, and the so-called assassination.

After Boss Zhu left, Master Hu also left the first floor mourning hall and walked from the stairs to the second floor.

In a room on the second floor for meetings, there were three middle-aged men sitting at this moment. The tiger skin throne that was rushing to the door was empty. The three middle-aged men were sitting on the chairs below, each with a complete tiger skin.

Master Hu walked into the room with a gloomy face. The three middle-aged men stood up and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Hu."

The tiger master ignored the three of them, still had a gloomy face, walked to the tiger-skin seat that was rushing to the door with steady steps, and held the back of the chair with both hands.

The three middle-aged men were all surprised. In their opinion, Master Hu was going to sit in the boss's seat. The tiger-skin seat that was rushing to the door has always been Master Dong's seat. Now Master Dong is dead, so the one who is capable of sitting in this seat is obviously the next helm leader.
Chapter completed!