The strong man of national art in the United States

Chapter 175 Funeral
The warm spring sun irradiates the earth, bringing a gentle breeze, blowing through the world of mortals.

Coming out of Xavier College, Li Yang had a slight joy on his face.

No matter from which point of view, it is a matter of joy that the baby's x gene can be stabilized.

Later, on the busy street, Li Yang stopped a taxi.

"Sir, it's a pleasure to serve you. My name is Dauphinde. Where are you going?"

The taxi driver is a black male in his 20s. Unlike his fellows who hang out in bars all day, he looks polite.

"Go to Queens, and find a flower shop there." Li Yang smiled, and then reported a vague address.

"Flower shop? Are you going on a date, sir? Today is Valentine's Day!" After starting the taxi and blending into the continuous traffic, the taxi driver Duofend casually started talking to Li Yang.

Normally, Li Yang would never be in the mood to chat with strangers.But after hearing the good news from Professor X today, he felt much more relaxed.

"Actually, it's not a date." Li Yang started the conversation casually, and even said with a bit of a bad taste: "I don't need a girlfriend at all, how can a girlfriend be as fun as practicing martial arts!"

Dauphinde is obviously not a generation of immigrants. As a black man, he didn't even bother with the question of his girlfriend. Instead, he asked curiously:

"Kung fu? You must be Chinese, right.

What kind of kung fu did you practice?Jeet Kune Do?Or an inch fist?

I have also learned it before, I learned it in a Chinese martial arts gym, and I practiced Hongquan.The masters in the museum are very powerful and can split bricks with bare hands! "

Listening to Duofend's eloquent speech, Li Yang felt it was funny, but at the same time he had to remind him not to take his hands off the steering wheel.

In case of a car accident, today's itinerary may have to be postponed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I will drive safely in the future!" The driver Daofand swore with his hands raised high.

With such an interruption, Li Yang lost his mind to spread some knowledge about kung fu with the driver brother.

After all, life is the most important thing, even the lives of others.

Without talking much all the way, Duofend sent Li Yang to a flower shop without spending too much time.

"Wait for me here for a while, I'll be right back." Instructing Duofend, Li Yang pushed open the car door and strode into the flower shop named [Alice].

Perhaps because of Valentine's Day, a wide variety of flowers in flower shops have turned into weak, prickly but passionate red roses today.

"Bring me a bouquet of white roses." Li Yang walked straight to the service desk and said neatly.

"White roses? Are you giving them to your girlfriend? Do you want to try red roses? The red roses in our shop now—" the clerk was slightly taken aback, and then said enthusiastically.

Before the clerk finished speaking, Zhou Cheng politely interrupted:

"I'm attending a funeral today, please bring a bouquet of white roses, thank you!"

"That's it, sorry, I'll get it now." The clerk smiled apologetically, then turned around and took out a bouquet of white roses from a room and handed it to Li Yang.

After paying, Li Yang walked out of the flower shop without delay, and then got into the car.

"Where are you going next, sir?" asked the taxi driver Dauphinde.

"Baishan Cemetery." Li Yang replied.

As soon as he heard that he was going to the cemetery, Duofend tightly shut his mouth and did not continue to harass Li Yang.

In his perception, the attitude of the Chinese towards death cannot withstand any jokes.

And the black is a race that loves to joke.

Half an hour later, Li Yang came to Baishan Cemetery in New York.

"Li, come here."

As soon as he entered the cemetery, Li Yang heard a call.

Li Yang looked around, and saw Wesley and old Jack waving to him.

Li Yang walked quickly to Wesley's side, and then the group walked towards the depths of the cemetery in silence.

Not long after, Li Yang and others came to a cemetery.

Peter and Harry had already arrived, each holding a bouquet of white roses.

Two crucified coffins were placed alone in front of the tombstone.

The tombstone made of white marble bears nothing but a photo of the deceased, his name, and the dates of birth and death.

The funeral was very simple, and even a priest was not invited to preside over the burial.

In a solemn and solemn atmosphere, a group of people prayed to the coffin, and then offered white roses representing Jie Jie to the deceased in order to express their condolences.

"Send them to the ground!" After the simple ceremony, Wesley paused, and then said.

Immediately afterwards, Old Jack and a group of four lifted the two coffins steadily, and then put them into the earth pit that had already been dug.

bass!
Weiss took the lead in using a shovel to shovel up a handful of loess to cover the coffin.

Old Jack and others followed closely behind, and after a while, the coffin was completely submerged in the soil.

"Wesley, where are you going next?" Li Yang asked with folded arms.

If possible, keeping Wesley is also a good choice.

After a moment of silence, Wesley replied murderously: "Eastern Europe, that's the stronghold of vampires.

To completely eradicate vampires, one must start with the roots. "

Whether it is to avenge the death of his comrades in arms, or to fulfill his lifelong ideals and missions, Wesley will not stop.

Hearing this, Li Yang felt a strong bloody smell blowing towards his face.

Without the idea of ​​persuading him to give up, the three of Li Yang immediately offered their sincere blessings and spiritual support.

After chatting for a while, the two sides walked out of the cemetery, said goodbye to each other, and then parted ways.

……

The next day, at nine eighteen in the morning.

sunny.

After leaving the house, facing the warm sun and the gentle breeze, Li Yang walked to his shop alone.

If there is no accident, a complete set of wood carvings will be delivered to the customer today, and this transaction will bring Li Yang a profit of [-] US dollars.

"We have initially obtained the market, and if we persevere, it will not be a problem to reach the income of the middle class." Li Yang rubbed his chin and thought endlessly.

Turning the corner of the street, a sudden commotion interrupted Li Yang's association.

Shrill cries for help, noisy footsteps and piercing whistles are intertwined, as if an exciting underground band concert is being sung.

Everything happened so suddenly, without waiting for Li Yang to make a judgment, a [-]-ton cash transport vehicle rolled over like a mad bull along the tortuous route.

Bang! ! !
In the panicked face of the driver and the desperate and regretful eyes of countless passers-by, Li Yang, an innocent passer-by, suffered a tragic accident.

They couldn't help closing their eyes, lest the bloody car accident scene stimulate their sensitive and fragile nerves.

(End of this chapter)