Rebirth 2000, Ome school flower 18 years old

"Lei Zhou's people are here!"

Yi Feng had no time to be sad, so he pulled Han Pingan up from the ground.

Han Pingan picked up a chair and was about to push open the tea table blocking the door, as if he wanted to rush out and fight Lei Zhou's people desperately.

But Yi Feng grabbed him and scolded: "Fuck, Ping An, are you crazy?"

"Do you still remember Brother Bing's words? You are dead, who are you worthy of? Are you worthy of Xiaolu?!"

When Han Pingan heard the word "Xiaolu", the madness in his eyes gradually subsided and he calmed down.

"Bang! Bang!"

There were two loud bangs at the door, and the lock was forcibly removed.

"Fuck! Brother Jie, they're inside!"

"Fuck! Hack Yan Xuebing and Yi Feng to death!"

Lei Zhou's people shouted outside the door, wanting to push open the door of the tea room.

But Yi Feng and Han Ping'an used all their strength to resist the tea table and blocked the door to prevent them from breaking in.

Both sides worked hard, and the time passed by every minute.

Yi Feng and Han Pingan persisted for ten minutes.

Lei Zhou's people outside the door kicked the door in turn, and the door has already been broken, and it won't be long before the door is broken by Lei Zhou's people!

suddenly!

There was an angry shout outside the door, followed by the sound of footsteps and fighting of countless people.

When Yi Feng heard this voice, he knew it was a camel!

The arrival of the camel gave him a ray of hope!

"Lei Zhou's death hits the street! Fuck!"

Outside the door, Luo Tuo cursed loudly and led a group of brothers to charge towards Lei Zhou.

The two sides fought in the corridor on the seventh floor.

Standing at the entrance of the emergency passage, Ba Mingjie saw the camel leading the people, and knew it was over.

"Fuck you! Withdraw!"

Ba Mingjie knew that it would be very dangerous to stay here any longer. Once Yan Xuebing's men arrived, he might not even have a way out.

So he decisively decided to retreat.

Following Ba Mingjie's order to retreat, Lei Zhou's men retreated while fighting, and went downstairs through the emergency passage.

Let some people chase the camel, and leave some people to guard it.

At this time, the tea room door opened.

The camel hurriedly turned back and rushed over, but when he stood at the door of the tea room, he was completely dazed.

I saw Han Pingan holding Yan Xuebing's body and walking out step by step.

"Pfft."

The camel fell to its knees, distraught.

"Bingge!"

……

Five days later, in the morning, at Banshan Cemetery in Guangzhou, the sky was cloudy.

Yi Feng was wearing a black suit, sitting on the stone steps, holding a bottle of Moutai in his hand, drinking by himself.

"Brother Feng, sister-in-law is here." Han Pingan came over and reminded in a low voice.

Yi Feng turned his head to look in the direction he came from, and saw Xia Yun walking in a black dress and sunglasses, holding Bai Baihe in her hand.

She was followed by Yan Lu, followed by Luo Tuo, Da Tou, and a dozen of Yan Xuebing's brothers.

Xia Yun walked up to Yi Feng and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Feng, I've been helping you with the funeral for the past three days, thank you for your hard work."

Yi Feng stood up and shook his head, "Sister-in-law, it should be."

Xia Yun took off her sunglasses, her eyes were red and swollen, and she didn't know how long she had been crying for the past three days.

"I'm planning to take Xiaohui and my dad on a trip to other places for a while. I've given the things of Xuebing to Lawyer Chen, and he will execute it according to the will." Xia Yun looked at Yi Feng and said calmly.

Yi Feng nodded and said: "Well, sister-in-law, don't worry, there are me and Ping An here, and Xiaolu is watching."

"Thank you." Xia Yun bowed to Yi Feng gratefully.

"Thank you, Brother Feng!" Yan Lu's eyes were red, sobbing, and she also saluted Yi Feng.

Han Pingan walked over, hugged Yan Lu in his arms, touched her head, and comforted her.

Xia Yun put on her sunglasses, "Before I leave, I want to see Xuebing again."

As she spoke, she bowed her body, then walked to Yan Xuebing's tomb, presented a bouquet of flowers, and looked at the tomb quietly without saying a word.

The breeze passed by, and the leaves rustled, as if it was a kind of farewell, with a hint of sadness.

Everyone stood in front of Yan Xuebing's grave, no one spoke, it was extremely quiet.

a long time.

Two lines of clear tears slipped from Xia Yun's sunglasses and dripped silently on the bluestone slab on the ground.

Xia Yun wiped away the tears from her face, and said hoarsely, "Xue Bing, don't worry, I will take care of the family, and Xiao Hui will grow up healthy and healthy, just like other children."

"Two days ago, he kept clamoring for his father. I told him that it might take a long time for you to come back when you went on a business trip. He said, I hope you will bring him toys when you come back, a kind of airplane that can fly, Ask for blue."

"I...will buy it for him in a few days, the big one, the flying one, the blue one."

"He should be very happy."

"Dad is not in good health recently and has a heart problem. We didn't dare to tell him. When he gets better first, he will always know."

"I have arranged your property and venue according to your will. You have worked hard all your life, which is enough for our family to spend several lifetimes."

"That's it. Next time I come back, I'll see you again."

Xia Yun's voice trembled a little, it was obvious that she was trying to suppress her emotions.

She took a deep breath, turned her head to Yi Feng and said, "Xiao Feng, the matter here... depends on you."

Yi Feng raised his head and took a sip of wine, the strong wine entered his stomach from his throat, it was hot and irritating, but the pain was not as good as the pain in his heart.

"Don't worry sister-in-law, I know what to do." Yi Feng said calmly.

Xia Yun nodded, turned and left, Yan Lu followed and supported her.

The big head led the men to escort the women back.

In front of Yan Xuebing's grave, only Yi Feng, Han Pingan, and Luo Tuo and a dozen brothers remained.

Yi Feng put down the wine bottle, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to the camel first.

Luo Tuo took the cigarette with both hands, leaned over and said, "Brother Xie Feng!"

He understood that from now on, the boss they followed was Han Ping'an, but he admired Yi Feng even more.

Yi Feng nodded, and then gave Han Pingan and a group of brothers cigarettes, one for each.

Finally, Yi Feng walked to Yan Xuebing's tomb, lit a cigarette and put it in the incense burner.

The breeze blows, and the smoke is indistinct.

Yi Feng sat in front of the tomb, lit a cigarette by himself, and smoked slowly.

"Bingge, today, finish smoking this cigarette, and leave the rest to me."

"Woooooooo..."

The wind picked up a bit, whimpering in the empty cemetery.

It seems to be some kind of response from Yan Xuebing.

Everyone at the scene looked sad and came to the tomb to pay homage and mourn.

After a long time, Yi Feng finished smoking the cigarette, stood up, and walked out of the cemetery.

Han Pingan, Luo Tuo and more than a dozen people followed closely behind.

On the stairs in the middle of the mountain, the camel asked as he walked: "Brother Feng, just tell me what to do!"

"Yes, Brother Feng, you order!" Everyone behind the camel shouted in unison.

Han Pingan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Feng, this revenge must be avenged!"

Yi Feng looked stern, and said calmly: "Luo Tuo, you take people to Leizhou to find out Ren Yanghua's lair and all his relatives."

"Ping An, you scatter all the brothers, the entire city of Guangzhou, every hotel, hotel, nightclub, game hall, and all the properties of the Leizhou people, find them all for me!"

"I, Xifeng Group, offered [-] million yuan to run errands for the brothers!"

Excitement appeared in Luo Tuo's eyes, and he nodded heavily in response: "Yes, Brother Feng!"

Han Pingan responded at the same time, "Brother Feng, I understand!"

A group of people walked down the cemetery, and saw more than 300 people standing neatly in the cemetery, all in black suits and trousers, with hatred in their eyes.

"Brother Feng's condolences!" Everyone shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

Long Da stepped forward and put on a black windbreaker for Yi Feng.

Yi Feng went straight to the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz, waved his hands, and said coldly: "It's useless to talk nonsense, let Lei Zhou's people mourn!"