At midnight, more than ten special vehicles of the Safety Committee drove into the Shanghai City Psychiatric Diagnosis and Treatment Center.

Members of the Safety Committee replaced all the security personnel of the hospital and went to work with guns and certificates.

When everyone was sleeping, a news that "missing foreign population was suspected of appearing at the Shanghai City Psychiatric Diagnosis and Treatment Center" quietly made headlines.

In the early morning, the typhoon did not stop and the heavy rain did not stop.

In front of the Shanghai Funeral Home, there were security guards standing quietly holding black umbrellas.

Many families of the murdered staff of Weixuan Group are coming one after another.

Ye Hongxuan stood under the steps, wearing black clothes, and stood with his hands behind his back.

Dong Chengyou stood aside, holding a black umbrella, looking at the family members who kept walking into the mourning hall, and his heart was burned.

This is the first time he has participated in a memorial service of such a scale since the retirement of the Dragon Guard.

The sky in Shanghai was covered with dark clouds, like the sky was leaking, and heavy rain was pouring!!

A storm!

From the moment the safety committee's convoy entered Shanghai City, the weather in Shanghai City was like a tragedy that occurred in the Supreme Club, making people feel very serious.

Ye Hongxuan shook hands with the family members who came to see him off one by one.

Their sad crying touched every nerve line in Ye Hongxuan's body.

In the mourning hall, Wu Wei was dressed in black, and his gentle and gentle eyes were all sad at this moment.

Most of these families come from other places and are picked up and dropped off by Weixuan Group and accompanied them all the way.

Wu Wei stood at the door, feeling extremely heavy.

As the executive director of Weixuan Group, she was ready to be scolded before she came to Shanghai City again.

But what she didn't expect was that these families who came to participate in the mourning gave her a hug just like relatives!!

This made Wu Wei feel even heavier.

"Dragon King, news comes from Youzhou." Dong Chengyou glanced at his phone and stood closer to Ye Hongxuan.

Ye Hongxuan looked sideways and said, "What news?"

"From today, the Youzhou Senate Yuan will formally review the proposal to make a comeback." Dong Chengyou was a little excited.

Once the Dragon King returns, the Dragon Kingdom’s first national protection god will come back.

Three Thousand Armored Armored Expectations Day and Night…

Members of the Safety Committee even have the possibility of returning to Longwei!!

Ye Hongxuan let out a sigh, smiled slightly, and said, "Old, you have misplaced your focus."

Dong Chengyou's Adam's apple jumped up and down a few times, stunned for a moment, looking at the family members who were constantly coming towards him and the wreaths carried down by the staff, "Dragon King, please rest assured that the brothers of Weixuan Group will not die in vain!"

Countless wreaths, except for Weixuan Group's own, are given by the family!

Ye Hongxuan sighed lightly and said, "Tell everyone to arrange a place for family members to rest. If the person I want to meet doesn't come, the memorial service will not be held."

"yes!"

Time flies in seconds, and the thirty-nine families have already arrived.

"Sir, when will the memorial service begin?" The person in charge approached Ye Hongxuan. He presided over the funeral for many years and had seen many big names, but he had never seen anyone who asked for a postponement of the memorial service.

Generally, memorial service will be held smoothly after the family arrives.

"wait!"

Ye Hongxuan whispered coldly.

Shanghai City Official Residence.

In the 101 conference room, more than a hundred officials stared at the projector in front of them.

The live broadcast screen is a live broadcast screen that can only be played internally.

Live broadcast of Youzhou Senate’s proposal to review the Dragon King’s comeback…

The Senate originally held a private review.

Someone in Youzhou changed the rules and required all official residences across the country to watch internal live broadcasts online.

Despite this, the level of internal live broadcast is also an absolutely confidential level!

At each live broadcast site, not only staff from national security units, but also from some personnel from a special anti-base picket unit!

The content of the Senate House live broadcast is something that only important officials of official residences across the country and personnel of division-level units and above in various bases can watch.

For the live broadcast scene, the national security unit has settled in three days in advance to conduct special processing on the equipment's communication, monitoring equipment and recording equipment.

Those who participate in watching the live broadcast not only sign a confidentiality agreement, but also receive a leak notice.

In the last paragraph of this notice, there are shocking words: "Leak the secret and behead!"

The man at the front of the conference room 101 tilted his head and looked at the man beside him, whispering: "After a while, go to attend the memorial service of the victims of Weixuan Group!"

The man nodded gently.

In a towering building, Yamamoto Rojun looked at the storm outside the window and was so excited that he waved his hand and shouted: "Let the storm come more violently!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the presidential suite was pushed open.

Jiang Shanglihui walked into the room.

Yamamoto Langjun turned around, and there were more than a dozen people standing behind him.

These people were wearing dark green hats, long knives hanging around their waists, and were equipped with guns!

Each sword is tense, and the soldiers are heading!

Yamamoto Langjun frowned, "What's wrong with this?"

"Your brother has news," said Li Hui of Jiang Shang.

Yamamoto Langjun was stunned. He didn't hold the cup in his hand firmly and let out a "splash"!

"Swoosh!"

The sound of a sharp blade coming out of the sheath.

The quick knife in Jiang Shanglihui instantly caught the mug that was about to fall to the ground, and the water in the cup did not spill out.

Yamamoto's mouth raised slightly, took away the mug, took the long sword, and said, "Go!"

Five Mercedes-Benz Maybaches parked downstairs in the hotel.

Yamamoto Langjun went downstairs and sat in the front car.

The convoy left quickly immediately.

It disappeared into the wind and rain immediately.

Their convoy had just left, and a g500 off-road vehicle immediately followed.

In the Shanghai Mental Hospital, two fully armed members of the Safety Committee walked into the ward, grabbed Yamamoto Ichiro's hair, and pulled it out directly.

Dozens of mentally ill patients were instantly scared and confused!

"What are you doing? Who are you? I want to sue you!"

The man grabbed Ichiro Yamamoto's hair, pointed to the name tag on his chest, and said, "Look clearly, Safety Committee, Haobing!"

After saying that, he dragged him out of the ward area.

The yellow and black painted horse in the mental hospital was standing across the door.

In front of the horse, a row of 100-meter-long tire breakers were laid.

More than 30 people from the Safety Committee were holding bullets in their arms and loading assault steps.

What they have to do is not kill, but intercept.

This command is like a bell, often ringing in their heads and reminding them all the time!

Behind the horse, the ten members of the Safety Committee stood quietly one meter apart.

The black umbrella is like a stare from the abyss.

Five Mercedes-Benz Maybaches are crossing the front of the tire breaker.

The people in the car stared at the members of the Safety Committee behind the Mama, with their eyes as if they were torched and their expressions were extremely ugly.
Chapter completed!