I wasn't afraid that Wang Jiao and others would doubt anything. In fact, there wouldn't be such an idea at all in this environment. Otherwise, those guys would testify, and they were all the only tricks that Mu Zilong learned from Ah. As for those guys, they were naturally the guys in Uncle Kun's restaurant. Uncle Kun gave them the restaurant. These guys accepted inheritance and asked for something like sons. It should be like this.

"This is how the boss is. He wants to save face and doesn't tell us if he gets seriously ill."

Xiaokun's mood is mixed now, and everyone's personality is different in their hearts. What is Uncle Kun's identity? He was a sensible figure representing the HK drug market. He suddenly passed away. Even his family didn't want them to see his ghost look. What he hoped is to leave Xiaokun and his mother and son or that decent and courageous face.

This is the last dignity of a hero. Few people may understand him, even his family. Jimao kept looking at Mu Zilong curiously, as if he felt he was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it all at once.

Seeing that no guests arrived for the time being, Mu Zilong continued, "Actually, I have some business dealings with Uncle Kun. He suddenly fell, and the police didn't let go. I think they should be monitoring you during this period. Staying in HK is not a wise choice for you."

Mu Zilong wanted to use his business relationship to win over some factors between himself and Wang Jiao. There was no way, is the task? To be honest, he didn't want to say something against his will.

"No, I won't leave. My dad is here and I can do this as his son. I want face and I want face. I will take back what I lost." A few people were wearing mourning clothes. Xiao Kun spoke toughly, a bit like a man from the world. It's a pity that he just said it from the mouth.

"Some people left when Uncle Kun was washing his hands. If Xiao Kun shook the flag, I think they would definitely come back to help you." Jimao said with a passionate look on his face.

"Stop talking, your dad asked you to leave for your own good. What do you want to do if you stay? Do you think you can take over this mess?" Wang Jiao was determined to leave here after the funeral. Seeing Xiao Kun say this, he must kill him in the mourning hall when his wish was inflicted.

The two men were obedient and were immediately silenced when Wang Jiao scolded her. It seemed that women should not be underestimated at any time. Mu Zilong would definitely agree with this.

Then Wang Jiao forced a smile to Mu Zilong and said, "Thank you so much. After Uncle Kun washed his hands, there are not many people who care about us. After the funeral, we will leave HK. This is a place of right and wrong. We should live a new life instead of repeating your father's mistakes." Wang Jiao seemed to have seen a little more and said to Xiao Kun in the second half.

Although Xiao Kun was not happy, he didn't say anything. He had been walking sideways in Causeway Bay before, and suddenly his father died. This... Uncle Kun's death suddenly made him feel the responsibility of being the head of the family, but his responsibility was not to take good care of his mother for his father, but to get back everything he lost for his father. He thought this was what a man should do.

However, everyone had her idea in their hearts, and so did Mu Zilong. When he heard the word "you" in Wang Jiao's mouth, a trace suddenly flashed through his mind like lightning. No one else had contacted him except himself before his death.

"Are you talking about them?"

Mu Zilong glanced at the younger brothers in the restaurant to prove what Wang Jiao said.

"Hmm?" Wang Jiao was stunned at first. "Did they say the same thing to you just said?" Mu Zilong added.

Wang Jiao looked at the brothers in the restaurant. What surprised Mu Zilong was that she shook her head: "No, she left just after she said it. He said Uncle Kun asked us to leave hk after finishing the funeral, which is exactly the same as what you said."

Just now, when Mu Zilong turned around, there was nothing there, but just now, he felt something was wrong. Ordinary people would not say such things to Wang Jiao, unless they were people with some identity and friendship. Like ordinary little brothers, Mu Zilong could hardly imagine that there would be such a person who was so thoughtful and clear.

Realizing that it might be a breakthrough, or that the organization behind Uncle Kun still had a friendship with him, he didn't want any safety to Wang Jiao's family. "I'll lose my companion." Thinking of this, Mu Zilong walked out to the door like a meteor, leaving the three people with confusion looking at each other.

What kind of person would tell Wang Jiao such a purposeful wording? As soon as the funeral home was in, Mu Zilong looked around. Although there were not many people, he did not see the target he wanted to discover. He was anxious and walked quickly to the side of the road, and suddenly he saw a man in a suit and white shirt crawling into the taxi.

"Wait a minute!" Mu Zilong didn't think much about it, just shouting with the so-called directness, and then ran quickly in two steps. The man saw Mu Zilong coming to him in a hurry and shouting, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to wait for death, not to mention that he did have the purpose of being entrusted by others.

"Drive!" The man ignored Mu Zilong and decisively closed the car door, but the taxi driver did not obey his orders. He turned his head lazily and watched Mu Zilong run all the way to open the car door. "Down."

"Hey, if you have any conflicts, don't mess around in my car." The taxi driver said with disgust.

Although the man in the suit was a little panicked, he still shouted at Mu Zilong in a calm tone: "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"Have you been to the mourning hall just now?" Mu Zilong asked.

"......No." The man in the suit was silent for a moment and then replied decisively.

This is obviously a skill presented by a third-rate actor who has not had enough acting skills and deliberately pretends to behave. "Okay, then you go back with me and I will ask if you have been here."

"What the hell do you want to do! I don't know you!"

"Hey, sir, I'll call the police if you don't get off the bus!" The driver would make a few dollars and earn a penny less after a second. He didn't bother to pay attention to the grudges and hatreds between the two, as long as it doesn't affect his work.
Chapter completed!