Chapter 553 Dissentment

Zhao Yue accompanied Zhang Tianshi, Master Guiyuan and others to chat for more than an hour in the small room. Seeing that the time was not early and the weather would be late, he asked them to talk first. He got up and arranged something by himself.

When he walked to the mourning hall, he found that the policemen outside had been carried to the mourning hall by martial arts people. They were all clicked on the acupuncture points and lowered their heads dejectedly. He thought that these policemen were brought by Tong Jianye. He didn't know anything about the beginning and end of this matter, so he stunned them and wiped them away. Their memory this afternoon asked several martial arts people to drive them back to the bureau.

After doing this, he received a phone call from Wei Cheng. Wei Cheng had found someone to investigate Bai Shihong's detailed information and sent it to him. Bai Shihong did not have any complicated experience. After graduating from college, he leaned on a civil servant and sat on a cold bench in the secretary's office of the Southern City Committee for two years. After that, he was favored by the new mayor. After a year as a secretary, I made a deputy subject. The mayor is a deputy ministerial-level official and also serves as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. According to the information obtained from the investigation, this official voice is not bad. When he was the secretary of the county party committee below, he was deeply loved by the masses. Tens of thousands of people were sent off when he was promoted to deputy mayor.

If this person is a bully, the people will definitely know that everything that happens today is Bai Shihong holding the mayor's banner.

After reading the information, Zhao Yue called the hotel and asked Gan Quan to send a car to pick up the guests here for dinner. After the call, he walked directly to the office of the funeral director.

The curator clearly saw what happened in the afternoon from the window. In particular, Zhao Yue fanned the police and made two moves with Hao Daochang. The strong visual impact made him not recover all afternoon. He did not know whether he should report what happened in the afternoon to his superiors, but he knew that he could never After offending the funeral family, he was glad that he did not help Bai Shihong, but just made a microphone. He has been the curator for more than 20 years and has seen all kinds of strange things. Of course, he knows that the world is definitely not as simple as it seems. What happened this afternoon made his mind more firmer. He was about to get up and go home from work, but he saw a man coming into the door.

When he saw the appearance of the person coming, the curator's face turned white. He stood up and said repeatedly, "Sir, I didn't help that guy deal with you!" I'm just a preacher!"

Zhao Yue walked into the office and said, "Your office is good!" You will enjoy it!"

After listening to Zhao Yue's words, the curator thought that Zhao Yue would attack him. He was so scared that he almost collapsed on the chair and said tremblingly, "This is done by the boss of a decoration company. I didn't take the public money!"

After Zhao Yue found a chair and sat down, he pressed his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, sit down!"

Seeing the curator sit down obediently, Zhao Yue stretched out his finger and drew two apertures in the air. The picture gradually appeared in the two apertures. By the time the picture was clear, the curator was stunned. One of the apertures was Bai Shihongbai's secretary. At this time, he was walking in the corridor, and the other aperture was fifty. The middle-aged man, wearing a Tang suit, lay on the sofa with his eyes closed, playing around with two huge steel eggs in his hand.

In the gaze of the curator, Zhao Yue stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Shihong from an aperture and threw him on the floor of the office. Once again, he caught the middle-aged man in Tang costume from another aperture and threw him beside Bai Shihong.

The two were caught and fell to the ground for a moment. They were dizzy and got up from the ground in a panic. The two middle-aged steel eggs also fell on the floor and rolled into the corner of the wall.

"Big Boss Hangzhou?" Secretary White"

Both of them were very surprised how they suddenly saw each other. When they came to their senses, they saw that this was the office of the director of the funeral home. When Zhao Yue was still sitting on the opposite chair, Bai Shihong knew that Tong Jianye had not lied to him.

The sudden space conversion made Boss Hang very uncomfortable. He pulled out a pistol from his back and aimed at Zhao Yue. "Did you bring me here?"

Zhao Yue said, "If I were you, I would put down the gun, because you are not the mastermind after all!" There is no need to bury this guy."

Boss Hang has always believed in the guy in his hand, and will never leave his life and death under the control of others. "Buried together? Toad yawns, what a big tone!"

Zhao Yue sneered and said, "You actually held a handful of broken copper and iron to me?"

Bai Shihong and the curator opened their mouths and looked at the guy on Mr. Hang's big hand. Boss Hang felt that the pistol he was holding in his hand was hot. Looking at the gun, the barrel of the pistol began to bend and melt, and the steel began to turn into iron drops on the floor. If it hadn't been for the wooden handle, his hand would have been useless. .

Boss Hang exclaimed, as if he was holding a poisonous snake in his hand, and hurriedly threw away the pistol. Obviously, things were beyond his imagination. He relied on the pistol into rags, which made him feel so afraid before! You, who are you? Yes, what do you want to do?

Zhao Yue asked coldly, "You asked someone to make trouble in my aunt's mourning hall and asked me who it was? It seems that your limit has arrived!" As he said, he reached out and grabbed it, and an invisible energy circle wrapped it. With a "swoo", a reduced version of Hangzhou boss appeared in Zhao Yue's hand.

"Ah! Ah!" The curator and Bai Shihong screamed one after another when they saw this scene. The curator was scared and sat on the chair, while Bai Shihong's legs were soft and collapsed on the ground, which completely subverted his world view.

At this time, a bright sphere appeared around the reduced version of Boss Hangzhou in Zhao Yue's hand. The sphere wrapped Boss Hangzhou and kept shrinking. In the time of two breaths, Boss Hangzhou was pressed into meat sauce. Zhao Yue's hand trembled, and the blood-red sphere flew out of the window and fell into the woods.

The body of the curator and Bai Shihong was like shaking a sieve at this time, constantly trembling. The curator was completely too scared to speak. Bai Shihong had also seen the world, and his psychological quality was stronger. He stammered, "No, don't kill me, don't kill me!" Today, today's thing is not mine. My intention is that I am a person who does things! It was the leader who asked me to contact the funeral home and the mourning hall. I was afraid that I would not complete the task assigned by the leader and leave a bad impression, so I came up with this method!"

Zhao Yue's chilly voice blurted out: "But he didn't let you find someone to make trouble in my aunt's mourning hall! Let me lose face in front of the strange people in the world, and make me ashamed to face my aunt's spiritual position! So, you have to die! Otherwise, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart."

A flame popped up with his fingers and shot on Bai Shihong's body. Bai Shihong's body instantly ignited a fire, and he was immediately burned to scream. Before he could run, his body function was instantly destroyed by the fire, and a few breaths were burned into a pile of ashes.

When Bai Shihong was burned to death, Zhao Yue looked at the curator. The curator shook his hand and exclaimed, "It's none of my business, it's none of my business!"

Zhao Yue's face changed in an instant, and he smiled and said, "Yes, it's none of your business! I won't do anything to you, but before my aunt's funeral, I don't want to happen something embarrassing because of your person's mistakes. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand. I haven't done anything these days, just stay there and keep an eye on it! If there is an accident caused by the funeral home, please ask me!" The curator said quickly.

Zhao Yue stood up and walked out, saying as he said, "In the afternoon and what happened just now, you will rot in your stomach!"

"I understand, I won't tell anyone if I die!" The curator agreed.

When he returned to the mourning hall, the vehicle that came to pick up people had arrived. Zhao Yue asked the guests to get on the bus and go back to the hotel for dinner. He left Chen Hong's brother and the old lady's students here to guard here. When the guests were almost got on the bus, Zhao Yue said, "I'll take them there. You stay and watch, and I'll let someone give them to you. Send me food and call me if you need anything!"

Chen Haoran pointed to several people who made trouble on the ground and asked, "Cousin, what if these guys want to run away?"

Zhao Yue said, "Then let them run, as long as they have the courage!"

After Zhao Yue left, those people really wanted to run away. The acupuncture points on their bodies had been automatically untied. Zhao Yue had not done much in the first place, while Tong Jianye knelt on one side and kept sneering.

One person said angrily, "What are you laughing at? You are not much better!"

Tong Jianye sneered and said, "If you have the ability, you can run away! If I guess right, your boss has seen the Lord of hell now. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will be caught and die worse than your boss!"

One of them quickly took out the phone and called Boss Hang. The phone prompted that the phone over there was turned off. The man's face turned white in an instant and said to the other people, "The phone is turned off!"

After seeing these people kneeling on the ground obediently, Tong Jianye said, "You still know each other. I'm reminded you because you were instigated like me!" Don't talk about you, just talk about me. I'm a director. If it hadn't been for the mediation of my ancestors, I would have died as miserable as your boss!"

One person wailed, "Why am I so unlucky!"

The person who said that it was the instruction of Boss Hang said at this time, "Don't you listen to that gentleman? It's just that we followed the wrong person!"

Tong Jianye nodded and said, "This is a good persuasion. Just like me, you boss Hangzhou let you come here to make trouble in order to please Bai Shihong. You are also behind the idea. Who let you do this job!"

"Children's Bureau, what will he do with us?" One person asked.

Tong Jianye shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, but as long as you don't run, you shouldn't worry about your life. If you run away, no one can save you."

Hearing Tong Jianye say this, these people were relieved, but they all remembered a sentence in their hearts: "Come out and fool around, you always have to pay it back!"

(to be continued)