Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 93 Racing, passion! (1)

At dawn, there was a drizzle, and the entire city of A was shrouded in a thin layer of spring mist.

The sky was gloomy, with leaden gray clouds covering the entire sky, glued together with the mist from a distance, creating chaos.

In the northern suburbs of City A, on the driveway.

Mercedes-Benz clears the way, the hearse covered with flowers,

Extended Lincoln, Bentley RV, Lexus... All kinds of rare and famous cars lined up in a long queue.

Such a convoy only made the passing drivers sigh.

I don't know what kind of important person died, so there is such a pomp.

Through the filmed car glass, Mochou, who was sitting in the extended Lincoln, stared indifferently at the cliff beside the driveway.

In the right hand, the butterfly knife flutters like a butterfly.

When she got up in the morning, she was restless.

Instinct told her that something must happen today.

However, what exactly it was, Mo Chou couldn't be sure.

"Miss?!"

Shen Hao glanced at Mo Chou's right hand playing with the butterfly knife from the rearview mirror, and he couldn't hide his concern in his eyes.

"Are you OK?!"

"nothing!"

Mo Chou shook her head lightly.

"How far is it?!"

"Uncle Mo likes quiet places, so the cemetery is on the top of the mountain, with a wide view!"

Shen Hao carefully gave way to a passing truck.

"It's estimated to be there in 10 minutes!"

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, the car turned onto a quiet boulevard and drove into the Longtai Cemetery.

The person in charge of the cemetery had already been waiting at the door, and when he saw the convoy approaching, he brought a few attendants to greet him in a hurry.

Shen Hao stopped the car, got out of the car himself, and opened the door for Mo Chou.

The staff of the cemetery lifted Mo Fei's coffin from the hearse.

Mo Chou walked behind the coffin, followed by Shen Hao, the Four King Kong, Liu Ma, Lu Kun and others.

Behind them are the members of the Qinglong Gang who are dressed in black suits and wear filial cloths on their arms.

Walking up the white jade steps, the black crowd formed a long queue.

Without exception, this funeral was the most ostentatious in the history of Longtai Cemetery.

(End of this chapter)