Chapter 110 Clean Up the Portal

As the boss of the former youth gang, Mo Tianen's burial ceremony was extremely grand, which was probably also Mo Zhiyan's arrangement to eliminate the suspicion of himself in the hearts of the younger brothers below. As for these boss-level people who can stand close to accompany the burial, he does not have much awe. These people are the most The core of the power of the Youth Gang naturally has a deep understanding of some of the hidden feelings. Mo Zhiyan is crazy, but they dare to be angry and dare not say anything, and their confidence in the past has also been hollowed out by the other party.

When the earth was buried under the coffin, several bosses took turns to spread soil to salute and comfort the dead. Mo Zhiyan and Mo Yiyi fell to the end. Mo Zhiyan shoveled a pile of loess and sprinkled it on it. He looked back at Mo Yiyi who came forward. There was a little greed and ferociousness in his eyes. His whole body made people feel extremely cunning and cruel, and he could even see some anger on his face.

Mo Yiyi ignored Mo Zhiyan's anger, but gently raised a wisp of hair in her ear and pinned it behind her ear. The movements were free and gentle, but it gave people a different momentum, as if she wanted to show her inner firmness and tough attitude in front of Mo Zhiyan.

Mo Zhiyan's expression was stunned. He had coveted Mo Yiyi's body for a long time, and a strange emotion in his heart surged up in an instant. He fantasized countless times about suppressing Mo Yiyi under him, but he never succeeded. From today, there may never have such a chance again!

The corners of his mouth twitched and stood next to the grave. When Mo Yiyi came over, he whispered, "This time you sent it to the door by yourself. Humph, before you die, I will let you enjoy the taste of being played with!"

"Play with your mother!" Mo Yiyi suddenly raised her head, swearing, and then turned around and walked back. However, Mo Zhiyan suddenly heard Mo Yiyi scold him like this, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. His twisted hatred for Mo Yiyi was because of the mother of both sides. Now he was suddenly insulted by Mo Yiyi like this, which made him more angry. At this time, Mo Tianen's burial ceremony was not completely over, so he could only endure it.

The behavior of the two was seen by Ye Feng, but he didn't hear what Mo Yiyi said, but when he saw the expression on Mo Zhiyan's face, he knew that Mo Yiyi must not have said anything nice, otherwise the perverted guy would tremble all over.

The people on both sides retreated, and the staff began to shovel earth to cover the tomb. In half an hour, the tomb pit was filled, and the roof of the tomb was built with stone bricks and cement. Finally, the tombstones that had been prepared were erected. Everyone toasted one by one, and the whole ceremony was officially over after an hour.

Just as everyone was about to leave by car, Mo Zhiyan suddenly spoke and asked everyone to stay for the time being to discuss the matter. As for those little brothers, they were driven down by him.

Everyone also knows that this matter will be discussed sooner or later, and the handle of more than half of the people in it has basically been handled by Mo Zhiyan, so as to avoid any accidents after a long night dream, and everyone has no intention of resisting.

Except for some important figures in the gang, including the hall owners of each hall, there are about 20 people left. Others drove away and waited at the gate of the cemetery at the foot of the mountain. No short-sighted little brother dared to come forward to resist Mo Zhiyan at this time.

Yan Zhiqing, the second real-power figure of the Youth Gang, who had long been bought by Mo Zhiyan, stood up and took a look at the people standing on the left and right sides of the two faction, and said, "Everyone knows that our president, Boss Mo, was assassinated a few days ago, and the gang had no leader. Some days, the civil strife has become a mess, and there is an intention to choose a suitable candidate to inherit the position of president of the Youth Gang. However, before Mr. Mo is finished, it has been delayed until now. Today, on the rest day of Mr. Mo, we will discuss it here and let Mr. Mo help us check!"

Everyone's heart trembled at the following sentence, and involuntarily turned their heads to look at the cemetery that had just been built. There was an indescribable strange feeling in their hearts. Who doesn't understand how much Mo Tianen died? Yan Zhiqing said such words, and he was not afraid that Mo Tianen would pester him at night!

Of course, the people here are like old fried dough sticks. No one will break his words, let alone dismantle Yan Zhiqing's stage in front of Mo Zhiyan. Everyone has long seen that this nominal vice president has long hooked up with Mo Zhiyan. A lot of things have been done behind their backs, and everyone dares to be angry. Words.

In the gang of this nature, many times it is a word, especially when Mo Tianen is alive, it is generally up to him, and several vice presidents are just decorations, which is also the reason why many people resent and are dissatisfied with Mo Tianen's tough attitude.

As soon as Yan Zhiqing's words were said, people on both sides began to discuss. There were both pros and disapprovals, and the camps were also clear. However, the opponents were on Mo Yiyi's side. The number of people was not dominant, and the reaction was extremely strong. Although the people on the opposite side agreed, they were forced to be helpless and obviously lost. One piece!

When Mo Yiyi's eldest uncle Mo Tianci heard Yan Zhiqing's words, he immediately stood up and asked harshly, "Not long after my fourth brother was grounded, you want to push others to the top. What do you mean? Now I haven't even found the murderer of the fourth brother, and I have to choose a new president. At that time, I will be known by other gangs. Don't laugh!"

Mo Tianqiu and Mo Tianlu also stood up angrily, pointed to Yan Zhiqing's nose and scolded, "Yan Zhiqing, you fucking want the chairman's seat crazy. I tell you, not more than half of the people support you. Don't even think about it, and the fourth thing is over, and no one wants to sit in his seat!"

Several other people also echoed. Most of these people were former loyalists of Mo Tianen. Later, they were entangled by the Mo brothers, and their power could not be underestimated. However, only Wang Qi, the vice-dean, could speak around Mo Yiyi, and the others were also driven down the mountain.

As soon as the three brothers of the Mo family objected, some people on the opposite side also came out to scold. The two sides were very noisy. Yan Zhiqing saw that the scene could not be suppressed for a while, so he stopped talking. When the people on both sides were tired of scolding, they pressed their palms and said, "Mo Laosan, according to your intention, as long as you can find the assassination of Boss Mo Murderer, who is qualified to sit in this seat?

"It's not up to me to decide whether to sit in this seat or not, nor is it up to you. The position of the president of the Youth Gang has always been a referendum, and no one can be an exception, but Lao Si's matter has not been solved, and this matter has to be pressed back!" Mo Tianqiu looked at Yan Zhiqing with a sneer, and there was a trace of chill in his eyes.

Yan Zhiqing coveted the president of the gang for a long time, and the brothers below had known it for a long time, but Mo Tianen was tough and pressed him to raise his head. Later, he hooked up with Mo Zhiyan. If there was no Yan Zhiqing's plan after Mo Zhiyan's assassination of Mo Tianen, everyone I won't believe it!

"You're right. The president's seat is not something that anyone wants to sit on. People without public trust and ability can only stand aside! Boss Mo was assassinated and Yan Zhiqing, as the vice president, has the right to temporarily act as the president, but if there is no explanation of Boss Mo's affairs, I don't think everyone will be relieved!" Yan Zhiqing glanced at Mo Tianqiu, picked up the corners of his mouth, turned around and wink at his men behind him. Suddenly, a man ran to a Mercedes-Benz RV next to him, opened the door, pulled out a man with a sack on his head, and dragged him over.

Everyone's eyes were attracted. When the man was thrown in front of the crowd and pulled the mask, he could see the other party's appearance, which immediately caused a burst of exclamation.

This man looks in his forties. His hair is very short, dyed orange, and his face is full of blue and purple scars. One eye is swollen, which makes people unable to see his face clearly. However, familiar people know that this man is the most loyal subordinate around Mo Tianen, named Wang Ping. He usually doesn't appear, but many help He dealt with the "work" that could not be seen in the meeting, and everyone was very familiar with him.

Everyone turned their eyes to Yan Zhiqing and didn't know what he was going to do, but an ominous foreboding from the bottom of Mo Yiyi's heart.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Yan Zhiqing walked to Wang Ping, stepped on his face, and said with a sneer, "Everyone knows the identity of this person, so I won't introduce it. I think you are all curious about why he became like this, so let him talk about it himself!"

After saying that, he stared at Wang Ping fiercely, and then took the soles of his feet away and stepped back two steps, with a happy expression on his face.

Looking at Wang Ping's appearance, he must have been beaten violently before, and the scars on his face were different. They should be accumulated together with new and old scars. He raised his head, but did not look at Yan Zhiqing, but turned his eyes to Mo Zhiyan, who stood silently, and there was a trace of contempt at the corners of his mouth.

He hesitated for a moment and couldn't see any expression change on his face. He just looked up at the three brothers of the Mo family, his eyes dimmed, and said in a low tone, "I killed Boss Mo!"

"What?" Someone exclaimed.

"Fuck, Wang Ping has not been a thing for a long time..."

"What the hell is going on? Boss Mo usually treats you well. How can you do it hard!"

......

A series of questions sounded, and Wang Ping's body fell softly to the ground, with a wry smile on his face. He was stunned for a moment. When the abusive voice around him subsided, he continued to say, "I have nothing to say. I killed people. You can do whatever you want!"

"Damn, how dare you be so arrogant in front of us? Believe it or not, I shot you!" A middle-aged man standing next to Yan Zhiqing suddenly pulled out a gun from his arms and rushed up to settle accounts with Wang Ping.

"Wait a minute! I'll do it!" The middle-aged man had not yet rushed out, but was stopped by Mo Zhiyan, then took the pistol from his hand, slowly walked to Wang Ping, and looked at him condescendingly.

After a while, Mo Zhiyan did not shoot, but just glanced up at the people around him and said, "That night, someone saw Wang Ping with a gun. I didn't think much about it, but I didn't expect that he took advantage of his negligence. Then I sent someone to arrest him. The reason why I didn't bring him out. Seeing everyone, it is also because this guy is too hard to say anything. Today, it is also a last resort. Since my second uncle, third uncle and fifth uncle want to give my father an explanation, I, as a son, naturally agree with both hands. Today, I will clean up the door for our youth gang in front of everyone!"