Generally, the identity of the leader of the mafia will not be easily exposed. But whoever made this difference this time is that the existence of the same level as them, and even the world's voice is even higher than that of them!

They have to come!

Even if the head of the Hell Angel is already seventy-five years old, he will bow three times in front of the mourning hall of the leader of the Cangmen.

Moreover, even if there were hatred in the past, today they would gather here. The dead are the most important, which is the estimate of the world. If the leader of the mafia died, the leader of the Cang Sect would have gone to mourn.

"Zhang Jun, please feel sorry for me."

The sect leader Zhang Yifeng was nominally the deputy leader of the Cang Sect and had dealt with many people, so it was natural that these mafia bosses were treated as the person they were talking to.

I didn't notice Ning Tianlin next to me at all.

Ning Tianlin was also happy to see this situation, and at the same time signaled Zhang Yifeng not to introduce himself to these people. After all, it is still the same whether these people can see the sun tomorrow.

At this time, the head of Jacob, Japan, led a team of people and said to Zhang Yifeng.

"Nothing happens."

"Please burn incense."

Zhang Yifeng did not say anything, but signaled them to burn incense first, with a cold expression. Suddenly, the boss was a little displeased, but the other party felt that perhaps he was in the mourning hall, sadness and depression were the atmosphere he should have, so he didn't say much.

However, he was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Yifeng's arrogance.

"Please sit next to them first and don't leave."

After three bows, Zhang Yifeng did not let these people leave, but instead ordered the greeting service person. The mourning hall was very big, with many seats arranged on one side.

After counting it carefully, you will get five or six hundred pieces.

On the side of the seat, there were also arrangements for eating fruits.

And this group of Japanese did not feel anything strange, thinking that this was the normal arrangement of Cangmen. After all, the funeral ceremony had not begun yet, and they could only leave after witnessing the coffin filling the soil.

However, they usually take guests to a special living room instead of staying in the mourning hall.

Immediately afterwards, the helmsman of Hell Angels in Canada, the helmsman of Russia, etc., were all arranged in the seats next to them after raising incense and bowing. Then, the Kuway family in the United States, the Louis family in France, etc. also appeared in the auditorium.

The incense burning ceremony alone lasted for more than two hours, and it was all in the same situation as one next to another, just getting together.

The seats next to the mourning hall were already full of people, and bodyguards and the like were not qualified to enter the seat. They were all standing next to each other, one by one.

Click!

Click!

From time to time, the sound of taking photos came from the mourning hall, which made the group of people sitting on the chair dislike. They often wandered in the darkness, and their disliked the most was to expose themselves to the air.

However, when Cangmen promised them that these photos would not be exposed, they just used as a memorial, so they forced themselves and didn't say much.

After all, today is the funeral of the leader of the Cangmen, and it is also the territory of the Cangmen.

The most important thing is that they are not too worried. After all, even if these photos are leaked, it is absolutely impossible to cause too much wave. Nowadays, the mafia leaders of the world are well-known. The power of their people is moving. The newspapers, media groups, the Internet, and the remarks that are unfavorable to them will definitely disappear instantly.

So, despite being unhappy, she turned a blind eye.

"Closed!!! Coffin!!!!!!!"

Twelve o'clock noon.

A long, extremely loud voice rang out throughout the mourning hall, prompting that the time was coming, and it was time for the burial of the hall. As the crying and relentless gaze of the relatives of Tang Ren, the leader of the Cangmen, was crying and reluctantly, the ice hung under the push of two black-clothed men and began to close together.

At the same time, all the people sitting in the seat stood up unconsciously. At this time, whoever sits in the seat will be disrespectful to Cangmen!

"Down!!! Burial!!!!!!!!!"

The directors also heard another loud shout, resounding through everyone's eardrums.

As everyone's attention, a young man slowly stepped forward and pressed a button nearby. Then, the ice coffin in the middle of the mourning hall began to slowly land.

After a moment, it completely disappeared.

In the past two hundred years, all the leaders of Cang Sect were not buried in the land, but their bodies were sealed with ice coffins and placed intact directly under the mourning hall.

Below this mourning hall is actually a large tomb, which stores dozens of corpses of the Cangmen Sect Master, which means that they are all from Cangmen! Even if they die, they must protect Cangmen.

"Click!"

Then, the mechanism closed, the ice coffin tied the body completely disappeared in front of everyone.

"who is he?"

"Who is this young man?"

"Why is it because he was motivated, not that Zhang Yifeng?"

Seeing the young people who had never seen or appeared in their intelligence, pressed the funeral agency. All the mafia bosses who attended the funeral changed their faces and looked at each other, with some unknown reason.

After all, the matter of sealing the museum and burying is the most important person in the Cang Sect, that is, the next generation of Cang Sect leader, who has this right, even the relatives of Cang Sect leader are not good!

But now, he is actually a young man who has never appeared before!

What's going on?

But until now, no one has thought about this young man as the leader of the Cang Sect. After all, this young man is so young, so young! He is less than 20 years old!

In the world where qualifications and rankings are the most important, no young person is at the top!

"Okay, I announce that the funeral will end here."

“There is no banquet today.”

Then, the young man shouted loudly in front of everyone. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, some servants came out and took the relatives and family members of the leader of the Yuan Cang Sect.

"What's going on?"

"Who is this young man?"

"How could it be a young man's words on such an important occasion?"

Except for the people in Cangmen, the rest of the people were all unknown. The reporters here all picked up the camera and took photos of Ning Tianlin with a craziest shot! I don’t know your identity now, at least I must study it carefully when I go out!

And, what the hell is there, there is no banquet!

This is simply unimaginable!

After the funeral is over, aren’t you supposed to eat and drink? And especially the Cangmen, which you have always regarded as Chinese tradition!

"Okay, now that it's over, we should leave."

Of course, the big guys don’t care about the banquet. When the matter is over, they can leave and return to their respective nests.

After all, this place is Cangmen territory, so staying here makes them feel a little uncomfortable.

As he said that, many people waved their hands and signaled bodyguards and others to arrange the car quickly, and they were leaving.

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, the voice of the young man in the middle of the room rang in everyone's ears again, "Who said that the funeral is over, you can leave?"

"Some things are time to say!"

The sound is gloomy and even more cold.
Chapter completed!