Apocalyptic Forecast

The funeral lasted only three days, and the farewell ceremony was held on the fourth day.

　　 For Ji Dao, the funeral is not a rare thing. It is commonplace. Although the bad news comes in a hurry, the funeral is still organized.

　　Middle Fujimoto's wife was dissatisfied with the fate of Fujimoto's heritage, and took the child over to make a fuss once, but did not see Huai Shi, and walked away. In addition to this, there are only some relatives in the distance, and some have never appeared.

　　 The funeral in front was for relatives and friends of the deceased, but the day of the farewell ceremony was the day when the colleagues came to visit.

　　Under the light rain on a cloudy day, the members of the Fujimoto team wearing mourning clothes stood in front of the door and bowed in thanks to the visitors.

In the car that was gradually stopped, Teda Yamada looked at the scene outside, raising his brows slightly: "Isn't that what it looks like? Is that guy Fujimoto even picking a headache when he dies..." …I heard that the Tiger King team did it?”

　　 "Everyone said so." The subordinate replied, opened the door for him, and then held up the umbrella.

　　The old man under the umbrella lifted his feathered collar and walked towards the main entrance.

　　The downhill in front of the door bent down and bowed at ninety degrees: "It's hard to come from afar."

　　 "That's just running two urban areas, hard work is nothing to talk about." Yamada chuckled twice and looked down: "Yamashita, I heard that the new leader is not you."

　　 "It's a fluke to be incompetent under the head, and it is already a fluke." Yamashita bowed his head and replied, "I dare not covet the position of the leader."

"Haha, make a joke, look at you scared." The old chairman of the Yamada group waved his hands, looking around, his face gradually becoming surprised: "Why? My old guy personally came to condolences, your new leader Didn’t even show a face?"

　　 "It's rude." Yamashita kept bowing ninety degrees and replied: "The leader of the team has something else to come. I'll be here later. Please forgive me."

　　 "Fuck, do you dare to let our president wait for someone!"

　　'S subordinate who was holding an umbrella was furious, reached out and pulled up the collar under the mountain, and shouted angrily: "So slow, are you looking down upon us!"

　　 "Enough is enough, in the pool, after all, it is at the funeral, we are guests, don't make it too much."

　　 Yamada Teppei patted his subordinate's arm, left the bowed downhill, and turned to the auditorium. After a joss stick, he looked at Fujimoto's face and sighed, turned and walked into the side room to rest.

　　 Many old acquaintances had arrived first, and it was very lively. When he came in, many people raised their hands and greeted each other.

　　 "Oh, people are coming together, everyone has been away for a long time."

　　Yamada found a middle position and sat down, looked around, and asked: "Did the Tiger King group come?"

　　 "If they dare to come, I am afraid that the fire will be merged on the spot today, right?"

　　 "I don't think so."

The old man with traces of burns on his face raised his eyes and glanced at the door outside: "I heard that the Tiger King group has invited five big brothers to mediate in the past two days. In order to protect his young son, the guy in Saka is really It’s a great effort. It’s Yamada you guy who asks for some reason, you must know something?”

　　 "Where to take it, I'm just an old man. I have already washed my hands and I haven't done it. Where can I get these things together?"

　　 Yamada picked up the teacup and asked casually: "It is the Fujimoto group. I heard the children say that you want to change the name to the Huaizhi group? Do you know anyone? I have been curious about the new leader for a long time."

　　 The leader of Huaizhizu has quite a lot of rumors and sayings. What are the masters of the green sun, and what kind of ghosts like killing the gods at the border, but none of them are reliable. Others said it was a hybrid that had just joined the Fujimoto group less than two days... What a ridiculous rumor.

　　 For a time, everyone could not understand the details, and did not know what was going on in Fujimoto's brain before he died.

　　 However, everyone who came here felt the arrogance of the new leader. From the beginning of the funeral to the present, there has never been an appearance. Even a few gangs who were close to each other have eaten in a closed door, and their attitudes have become alienated and indifferent.

　　 "Well, no matter what, you always have to show up, don't you know it then?" Yamada smirked at the tea and stopped talking.

　　 And during the busy farewell ceremony, the courtesy of the outside courtesy Kuro Yamashita finally took the time to grab the people beside him and asked anxiously, "The leader? Where did the leader go?"

　　 "No, I don't know." The little brother shook his head blankly: "It was early in the morning, and he drove out with Brother Ueno, and he hasn't returned yet."

　　The whole person under Yamashita is bad.

　　 What kind of ghost was it when I went out in the morning?

　　 Wouldn’t it be Ueno who took him to inspect the customs?

　　 For a time, Yamashita was cold and cold, and was about to speak, and he noticed a car parked in front of the door, and someone walking down the car.

　　 stunned.

　　 "Sister-in-law... How are you here?"

　　 "My man's funeral, shouldn't I come from?"

The haggard woman, holding a dazed child in her hand, glared down the mountain: "I'm going to see, what the **** is the guy named Huai Paper!"

　　 but behind her, but some people came down from the car.

　　An old man in a black dress, with a cane in his hand, said hello to the downhill: "Isn't this the downhill? I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing recently?"

　　Hilled down the mountain for a long time, subconsciously standing firm, bowing to the comer: "If you are far away, welcome, Mr. Kitahara."

　　 A heart has sunk to the bottom.

　　 came from the top level of the Anesthetics Hunting Alliance, the messenger who can represent the opinions of the five big brothers, and now comes together with Fujimoto's widow, I am afraid it may not be with good intentions.

　　 "Excessive words, don't say much, I came here mainly for three things."

　　 Kitahara took off his hat and looked around quietly, telling him: "One is to express our condolences to Mr. Fujimoto on behalf of our master, and the second is to mediate between the Fujimoto group and the Tiger King group.

　　Finally, it's about Mrs. Fujimoto's seeking justice from us.... Yamashita, after hearing Mrs. Fujimoto's experience, Mr. Sheng Tianmu was furious and told me to deal with it as soon as possible. "

　　 In the icy thin rain, the mountain was already sweating, his head was bowed, pleading:

　　 "Please also talk in detail."

　　 After sending a group of people into the room, he glared anxiously at the house, beckoning him to think of a way quickly. Can't take care of the concierge's work anymore, and turned around in embarrassment.

　　 "What's wrong? Is your new leader not there?"

　　After having incense in the Lingtang, Kitahara looked around and quickly looked apathetic: "Is this his attitude towards the big five?"

　　 "I'm extremely sorry, the team leader is coming, and please take care of me."

　　 Yamashita can only bend down again, bowing and pleading: "This matter, Fujimoto, no, our pocket paper team will definitely give you an explanation, and please raise your hand..."

　　 "Yamashita! Is this the place where you speak!"

　　 Kitahara raised his voice and scolded: "Together with all the people who are missing, to what extent is the arrogance of the pocket paper? Or is it that he still feels lucky that he can dominate the inheritance that Fujimoto has left!"

　　 The bow continued down the mountain, and the sweat landed on the ground drop by drop.

　　 "It's true not to hide, and the position of the team leader is inherited by the paper. This is exactly the last wish of Mr. Fujimoto. For the past few days, we want to ask to see the five big brothers, how...

　　 "You mean, this is the fault of the Big Five?" Kitahara looked down with cold eyes.

　　 "This is by no means, just, just..."

　　 Yamashita’s panic excuse, but Kitahara waved his hands with no interest: "Enough is enough, the alliance has decided to mediate the dispute between the Fujimoto group and the Tiger King group. This is to be worshipped in front of Fujimoto’s spirit position."

　　 said that he took a box from his pocket and threw it into the arms of Yamashita.

　　 The box was opened, and it turned out to be a tail finger that had been blackened by a rubber band.

　　 The hand under the mountain trembles, and raises his head, unbelievable: "What does this mean?"

"This is the sincerity of the Tiger King Group. It is the so-called good friend that should be resolved and not ended. Since Mrs. Fujimoto is willing to raise her hand, forgive the child’s inadvertent loss and resolve this period of grievance, then the alliance is also happy to see it. This is also regarded as Fujimoto Group chat apologizes."

"This this……"

　　 Yamashita held the box in his hand and looked at Kitahara in amazement, as well as Mrs. Fujimoto who dodged his eyes behind him. His face was blue and red, his lips were shaking, and he was speechless.

　　 "What's the matter?" Kitahara asked quietly, "Aren't you going to accept the judgment of the five big guys in Fujimoto? Or, say, have another opinion?"

　　 Yamashita gritted his teeth, did not speak, and did not move while standing on the spot.

　　The hands holding the box were trembling, unwilling to accept it.

　　Once the tail finger is placed in front of Fujimoto's spirit position, I am afraid that there will be no revenge that day...

　　 "It's too bad to cut my fingers. It's too cruel... I really want to express condolences. Bringing a pig's head is better than this."

　　 The young man under the umbrella outside the door was feeling helpless, and the rain on the hem of the coat was dripping, stepping into the hall, carrying two plastic bags in his hand.

　　 When he raised his head and smiled, the smile was handsome and evil, and the horns on his forehead were bent, like the demon in the ukiyo-e.

　　 "Work hard, Yamashita, help me get this."

　　Put the plastic bag in his hand into the arms of the mountain, the visitor sighed: "Kyoto is so big, it is really difficult to find a place to buy tribute, help me put it up in the hall.

　　 As for the finger~www.ltnovel.com~ Just forget it..."

　　 He tossed the box, disregarding Beiyuan's ugly face, and thrown it outside the Lingtang: "It's too cold to put your fingers on, right? Didn't the five big men send some boys and girls over?"

　　 "Indecent!"

　　 Kitahara was furious, and his face was blue, but he could perceive the respectful attitude of the people around him, and immediately realized the identity of the person who came. His eyes changed, and he quickly gloomed: "Do you want to refuse the mediation of the Big Five?"

　　 "Ah this..."

　　Huai Shi froze for a moment, then scratched his head blankly: "Why didn't you say that early?"

　　 Beside, the mountain under the plastic bag suddenly exclaimed and shook his hand, and two **** things rolled out of the plastic bag.

In the silence, two heads fell to the ground, and the voice was low.

　　 They are naughty and tumbling, showing the last remaining fright and despair in the face.

　　In everyone's stunned gaze, the belated man took off his wet coat, revealing his naked upper body, a greasy tattoo, and criss-cross wounds and blood marks...

　　 Between gunshot wounds, knife wounds and burns, the evil spirit with a bronze bell grinned, and from his hind ridge, a grin smiled toward the world.

　　Huai Shi sighed and shrugged helplessly: "After all, the Tiger King group is gone..."

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