There is room for the reborn doctor

Chapter 132 Funeral Events

Although Li Yuezhi was extremely unwilling, she was still a lady who had been educated by a traditional big family since she was a child. It was hard to break the fate of her parents, especially when her father was dead. It would be even more unfilial to openly resist. elegant.

He kept silent, with only the grief of losing his father on his face, no reluctance, and everything was considered in the long run.

The same is true for the second young master Zhan Nanwei. After his father read out Mr. Li's last wish, the two naturally stood together and kowtowed to Mr. Li.

After kowtowing and saluting, his subordinates carried the coffin out.

People from the Zhan family got on the convoy one after another.

The two leading cars were black Fords, Zhan Nanwei and Li Yuezhi took the first car, and the third brother Zhan Xicheng and Ouyang Nishang took the second car.

The one pulling Mr. Li in the middle is a tall black Ford pickup truck, with a long trunk steadily dragging the solid wooden coffin.

Four guards with bayonets were at the four corners of the coffin.

Zhan Beichen and Shen Chuhua sat on the Ford behind the pickup.

Zhan Muchen and Zhan's relatives and friends all sat in the Ford car afterwards.

The funeral convoy was extremely long and mighty, and the cars drove slowly on Nanjiang Road, the main road of Linyuan City, accompanied by mourning and music.

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Zhan Beichen was usually arrogant and arrogant, with a ruffian attitude, but today he was also sitting upright, holding Shen Chuhua's hand tightly with rough palms, with an extraordinarily serious expression on his face.

Shen Chuhua turned his head and looked out the window.

The weather was still so clear yesterday, the sky was blue, but today it suddenly became gloomy, with big dark clouds winding like blue-gray veils.

It looks like it's going to rain.

The guards of the funeral convoy stood around, blue warrior guards in formal attire, with shiny spurs on their boots, all silent and solemn, wholeheartedly guarding the safety of the Zhan family, so clean.

Seeing this posture, the people on the side of the road showed panic on their faces. -

The convoy reached its destination steadily.

Guxingshan Cemetery in the western suburbs.

This cemetery was also built by the Zhan family. The tombstones of the entire cemetery are arranged on a slope. Family members and sacrificed soldiers.

And the tombstones of powerful and powerful families in Linyuan are lined up neatly on the slope below. The Zhan family sells them at a high price, but there are also people scrambling to buy them and bury their families here.

The convoy arrived at the top of the mountain along the winding mountain road.

The raindrops were dripping down, making the atmosphere even more heavy.

Some people on the hillside were holding black umbrellas, as if they were paying homage to the dead of their family members.

The Zhan family got out of the car.

The guards carried Mr. Li's coffin and slowly prepared for burial.

At this moment, those people holding umbrellas suddenly threw away the umbrellas in their hands, and took out shiny bayonets one after another!

Head towards Mr. Li's coffin and the members of the Zhan family, and kill them.

"Warrior!"...

Everyone shouted in unison, and then many people jumped out from all over the cemetery below, and killed Zhan's family.

Zhanjia guards rushed forward to control those who came over.

Zhan Muchen's eagle eyes glowed with fire.

The relatives and female relatives of the Zhan family screamed in fright and hid in the car.

Zhan Beichen's first reaction was to hold the petite Shen Chuhua in his arms.

A cold voice shouted, "Kill, no one will be left alive!"

Mr. Li was buried today, and the dead were the most important. These people only picked on this juncture to attack, so there is no need to bear it anymore. The Zhan family is the number one rich family in Jiangdong, and I just want to tell these people that the Zhan family wants to be the only one.

(End of this chapter)