the president's wife

Chapter 039: Master Yuan Diandian returns gifts to everyone who has their own ghosts with his closest relatives.There are waves of people, some of them will do superficial work, with sad expressions on their faces.Some don't even bother to do superficial work, but Feng Qingyu and others seem to ignore all this.Yuan Diandian kept facing everyone with the calmest expression.

Since entering the mourning hall, Yuan Diandian has not shed a single tear.Being strong made Feng Tuoxi and others who were worried about her silently applaud Yuan Diandian's strength at this time, and those who wanted to see a joke were disappointed.

A funeral is like a war.A few hours later, the crowd that came slowly dispersed.There was only one family left in the mourning hall, Feng Qingyu had already ordered Bai Xue, and Bai Xue had already conveyed what Feng Qingyu wanted to express when everyone left.

Feng Tuoxi looked at Yuan Diandian who was still kneeling there, the strong support was tight and watertight, because he was too familiar to see how sad Yuan Diandian was.Those people are more or less stabbing and tempting with words.And Yuan Diandian just answered calmly, returning the gift calmly.

"A little bit, everyone is leaving."

Feeling distressed, she stretched out her arms to hug Yuan Diandian, and Yuan Diandian's eyes slowly turned to Feng Tuoxi.Then turn from Feng Tuoxi's face to Feng Qingyu, Mi Ke'er, Feng Chebing, Mi Duoduo, Huangfu Gufeng, Huangfu Qu, Lianyue'er and others.The tense face completely relaxed at this moment, and all the so-called calm collapsed.Falling limply in Feng Tuoxi's arms, tears streaming down her face...

"Dad, I still have things to deal with, so I'll leave it to you here."

"Ah."

Feng Tuoxi nodded, watching Feng Qingyu stride away with the cold wind.And Leng Qing is over 50 years old and is responsible for the aftermath work here.Huangfu Kufeng put his arms around Mi Duoduo's shoulders, and followed Feng Qingyu to leave.

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The luxurious hall, the long tables, the rows are full of people.Bai Xue was standing at the door of the hall, looking at Feng Qingyu who was coming from a distance.He was followed by Leng Feng and Huangfu Shifeng. Although the Feng family and Huangfu family were no longer in the underworld, their power still existed and should not be underestimated...

"Master Feng."

Bai Xue went up to meet her, and looked at Feng Qingyu with a cold expression.

"It's all here."

"Three people are missing."

Bai Xue didn't say which three people they were, but Feng Qingyu already understood.

"Well, do what needs to be done. In an hour, I want to see the results I want."

"Yes."

Bai Xue's voice was firm and indifferent, she turned and left after agreeing.And Huangfu Gufeng stood aside, looking at his nephew, feeling relieved.He does have the ability to stand alone and dominate the world.This kind of boldness and domineering has already been displayed like this when he was only young.It is hard to imagine what kind of achievements and achievements will be made when the years go by and become more mature.

Thinking in my heart, I didn't stop.As Feng Qingyu stepped in, the door of the hall was pushed open with a creak.The mafia bosses sitting inside who were discussing in twos and threes, when they heard the door opening, immediately fell silent and turned their eyes to the door.

Feng Qingyu paused slightly when the door was pushed open.Then he walked in directly, his steps were very steady, as if he had never heard of those eyes cast on him.Leng Feng and Huangfu Gu Feng, who followed behind him, also walked in under the eyes of everyone.

Feng Qingyu sat down on the empty seat without any hesitation, and his movements were neat and smooth, as if that seat belonged to him naturally.Although the face is young, it has a mature and bloody face that does not match the age.A look swept across the crowd, making the hearts of those mafia bosses who came through the storm all tense.

In the room, although the ventilation effect is very good.However, the air was filled with dense smoke while everyone was puffing and puffing.

Feng Qingyu didn't speak immediately, he took the cigarette from the table with his slender five fingers, and the cold wind immediately ignited Feng Qingyu.Feng Qingyu took a deep breath, and while swallowing the clouds and mist, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.Looking at the people counting from the second position to his left and right, everyone's expression seems to be unpredictable.

When Feng Qingyu's gaze swept across, most people's hearts fluctuated a little, but that fluctuation was completely suppressed by the disdain for this little brat.

"Now that the godfather is gone, there must be someone to take his place. Our Italian underworld must have a speaker."

After a dead silence, the first man to move was the man sitting in the second seat from the left.

"The nephew is still young. Although it is not easy to take the position of godfather, we elders have to take the lead. We will not let the nephew shoulder this difficult burden. What do you think?"

"I agree."

"I agree too."

Feng Qingyu sat on it all the time, smoking his own cigarette.When a cigarette burns out, the cigarette butt goes out in the ashtray.His eyes stared at the spark slowly going out, and the nearly 20 people below were already discussing in full swing.Everyone who can sit here has a certain status in the world, everyone wants to sit in the position of godfather, and one person tramples everyone under the feet.

As if seduced by the position of Godfather, the following completely forgot about Feng Qingyu's existence, and also forgot the oppressive feeling Feng Qingyu just brought.Everyone confronted domineeringly, everyone pushed themselves to the top invisibly, and naturally no one obeyed the other side.

The lively you and I said, Feng Qingyu after the fireworks went out.Slowly raised his head, and then said in a moderate voice, "Have you finished discussing, uncles?"

The voice was not loud, but the voice seemed to have penetrating power, making the people below suddenly quiet down.Suddenly and quietly in the huge space, only the sound of each other's breathing remained, and all eyes were focused on Feng Qingyu.

Standing up slowly, looking at the group of people fighting to the death for the position of godfather, the corner of his mouth curled up with a cruel arc.

Pressing the hand on the table, the five fingers seemed to be sinking into it.That sudden condescension, the familiar sense of oppression just now swept over again.On his body, he could vaguely see the shadow of an Italian mythology. Yuan Jueye stood in that position back then, and he ruled the world like this. Everything in this world seemed to belong to him by nature. He is the king, destined to rule the underworld.

"I appreciate the kindness of all uncles. I will take over the mafia. I believe all uncles have known the news for a long time. This scene is over for the time being. Letting all uncles come here today is just a polite notice." Dear uncles, not only do I take over the mafia, but I am bound to win the position of godfather. If you have any opinions, you are welcome to come to Yuan Zhai and Qingyu to 'discuss' individually or in groups."

Every word, every word is sharp and sharp, with the look of overlooking all living beings, in his eyes, each of these people sitting here is not seen by him, as small as if they don't exist .As soon as Feng Qingyu's words fell, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They completely ignored Feng Qingyu just now, and they just wanted to show him off. They didn't expect that they would be so shameless and arrogant by a brat.

Huangfu Jufeng stood up and looked at his nephew, wondering whether his nephew was too young, didn't know how to restrain his edge, was too confident and didn't take others seriously.Still have the capital to conquer others with one's own ability, and have the ability to bear by saying such words.

He believed it was the latter.

Even if only, Feng Qingyu was born with the courage to hold great power.

"Uncles, grandpa's funeral and the affairs of the Mafia are too many, so I won't accompany you here. Uncles, sit down slowly and discuss slowly. I'll take a step first."

In seemingly humble words, every word is full of arrogance.Everyone's faces were livid with anger, but they couldn't utter a single word.Watching Feng Qingyu walk out, the man who spoke first rushed to his brain, stood up, patted the table vigorously, and said in a cold voice: "A brat, how dare you be so arrogant in front of us, if you don't look In the face of the deceased godfather, you can no longer stand here alive."

"Really? Thank you very much for giving my grandfather face. You keep making people visit Yuan's house secretly. The way you give face is really special. What do you think, uncle?"

Feng Qingyu's extremely handsome face and eyes at this moment made the legs of the man who stood up tremble, and he almost fell down.

"By the way, I forgot to ask my uncles to watch the news. I'm cold."

Feng Qingyu withdrew his gaze, and continued to walk out under the eyes of everyone. At the opened door, he suddenly turned and looked at the people inside.Commanded to Lengqing.

The coldness immediately opened the screen of the show, not the real news, but the result of what the three people who hadn't arrived had suffered.

The blood seemed to be spilled all over the screen.Even though they all came out of the pile of blood, seeing such a bloody scene, they still couldn't talk about it.

This young Feng Qingyu is ruthless and cold enough.The attack is ruthless enough, his world seems to have no emotion at all.Everyone was indeed shocked. The person who had always looked down upon them gave them too much shock...

Until Feng Qingyu walked out the door, until the door was closed again, the nearly 20 people inside were still in a state of being slightly stunned.In Feng Qingyu's body, what they saw was not only, but mature enough to kill anyone at will.