On the fifth day, He Fusheng was defeated and Song Wuchen was assassinated. It can be said that the underworld in Jiangnan had no overlords. A big battle should have been settled at this time, but because of Song Wuchen's death, gangs from all over the south of Jiangnan were ready to take advantage of this opportunity to occupy a place and become a prince!

In the Hua Club, He Fusheng was not in the mood to care about what the gangs in other places were doing and what they wanted to do, and were still anxiously waiting for the news about Tie Luohan.

"Sir, I just received a call from Xiaoyao, and I told you not to worry."

Luo Feihua's words made He Fusheng and the Four Vajras breathe a sigh of relief. Since Tang Xiaoyao said that, there should undoubtedly be no danger to the Iron Arhat.

"Fortunately! Fortunately, there are Brother Tang, otherwise my righteous brother would be in danger! But since my righteous brother is fine, what about the Tibetan Feng?"

"Xiaoyao didn't say this, just told me that in the next few days, I must help the Lord to complete another thing."

What a smart person He Fusheng is. When he heard this, he knew in his heart what Tang Xiaoyao wanted to do himself!

"President Luo is relieved. Since my loyal brother's life has been saved, I will also wash my hands and withdraw forever as I said before. As for who will decide in Jiangnan in the future, I am afraid that President Luo will still need to fight with the Song sisters in order to make a brand new overlord appear on Jiangnan Road, a overlord who surpassed me and Song Wuchen."

After a pause, He Fusheng smiled and said, "Of course, President Luo has the help of Brother Tang, and I hope he is much older than the Song sisters. However, there is one thing that I must remind President Luo."

Luo Feihua clasped her fists and said, "I would like to ask for advice from the Lord."

"I dare not take the advice, but in Jiangnan, besides me and Song Wuchen, there are also several senior figures in the Taoist ranks. Those seniors, because I was unwilling to cooperate with them ten years ago, all turned to Song Wuchen. Therefore, this time my hand washing will be the best time to decide that Jiangnan will become the overlord. I believe that the Song sisters will definitely invite those seniors to expand their reputation."

"What! In Jiangnan, there are people with higher seniority than the Lord? Why have I never heard of it before?"

"Of course you haven't heard of it. You can't understand it even if you haven't reached a certain age or level. I told President Luo this just to make President Luo prepare in advance."

Luo Feihua responded, "Okay, I'll inform Xiaoyao about this matter. The invitation to wash hands by Lord Jinpan will be placed in various parts of Jiangnan today, and gangs from all over the country will come to participate in Lord Jinpan's wash hands, so that Lord Jinpan's wash hands will be grandly withdrawn from the world."

The so-called invitation to the several families are happy and worried, and the invitation to wash their hands with Fusheng Jinpan was delivered to the hands of major gangs in Jiangnan within one day. However, the Song family in Jinghai was holding Song Wuchen's funeral!

"A guest has arrived... one bow, two bow, three bow. The family members thank you!"

The entire Song family living room became a memorial place, and there were many people coming here. Song Ziyi and Medusa were all wearing mourning clothes. Others from the Song family and local leaders from Jinghai City all came. There were also three old men over 80 years old, and each of them stood a unique bodyguard next to them.

"If you have guests... please stay!"

The people who presided over the funeral shouted repeatedly, and the people who came to mourn Song Wuchen, all sat down on the left and right after burning incense in front of Song Wuchen's portrait.

Song Ziyi and Medusa had tears in their eyes and thanked the guests who came to mourn one by one.

When the funeral was halfway through, a strong voice came from outside.

"Ninghai, Tang Xiaoyao, come to see Mr. Song for the last journey."

What!

Ninghai City, Tang Xiaoyao!

All eyes looked at the gate, and saw Tang Xiaoyao wearing a black suit, but he put on the suit and the white shirt inside, without a tie, and a cigarette in his mouth. He walked in unscrupulously with a hooligan look!

When Song Ziyi saw Tang Xiaoyao, her anger suddenly surged into her heart. Today, in order to prevent someone from causing trouble, the Song family brought guns. At this moment, the Song family sisters also took out the guns behind their waists. Song Ziyi rushed forward a few steps, pointed the gun at Tang Xiaoyao, and said angrily: "Tang Xiaoyao, you despicable villain, you dare to come to your door."

"Tang Xiaoyao, you took the money from our Song family and actually helped He Fusheng in turn. Such shameless behavior is shameless. Since you are here today, don't think about going out alive."

Medusa also stood with Song Ziyi with a gun. She lurked beside He Fusheng for a whole decade. To be honest, if Song Wuchen really became the only overlord in Jiangnan, then Medusa's contribution would be the greatest, even greater than Song Ziyi.

Now, because Tang Xiaoyao guaranteed He Fusheng, the Iron Luohan successfully assassinated Song Wuchen, which could be regarded as indirectly killing Song Wuchen. Naturally, he was an enemy of the Song family, the Song sisters, and the others in the Song family, how could he let Tang Xiaoyao go!

"Two great beauties, I'm here to send Ling Zun's last journey today. You can't treat me like this. Besides, Ling Zun's death has something to do with me. If you want to take revenge, you should go to find the Iron Arhat. How can you get angry on my head!"

All the others in the Song family took out their guns and pointed them at Tang Xiaoyao. One of the younger brothers said, "Tang Xiaoyao, you will collect money first and betray later. Are people like you qualified to live in this world? Now they dare to come to their doors, so we want you to die a bad death."

"Bah. What kind of onion is your special code? What qualifications are you to speak here? I'm despicable and shameless. Do you owe you from the Song family? Even if you take your money and promise to help you, you are the ones who are not capable of saving Song Wuchen's life. Now you blame me on the other hand. Is there any natural law in this special code?"

Song Ziyi said: "I have reached a cooperation agreement in the provincial capital before. I have also personally visited Ninghai City to find you and Luo Feihua, and sent 100 million yuan. But what did you do?"

"Cooperate? I'll go! Miss Song, this thing can be eaten randomly, but you can't talk nonsense! I'm a first-class good citizen, how could I cooperate with a slaughter family like you? Besides, you said we have cooperation, what about the evidence? Where is the contract? Do you have one?"

Song Ziyi has seen many people who talk lies with their eyes open, but like Tang Xiaoyao, who has agreed to cooperate with him, but now he has completely ignored it. This is the first time Song Ziyi has seen her.

"I can't speak? I can't show evidence of cooperation? Since there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense. If I make my reputation bad, I will sue you for slander."

"Sister, don't talk nonsense to him. Kill him and let him be buried with him."

"Don't! Miss Song Er, we are always acquaintances. In addition, today I am not only here to mourn Ling Zun, but also to send you invitations for He Fusheng. The so-called visitor is a guest. If the two armies confront each other, if they do not kill them, the power of your Song family will not be so small, right?"

Medusa was about to retort when she heard an old voice beside her saying, "Since Tang Xiaoyao is here to deliver invitations for He Fusheng, he is indeed a guest. Ziyi, you sisters, let's listen to what invitations he sent first."

Three old men came up at the same time, and they had to support each of them when they walked, or two of them. At this age, they actually appeared here. They could still ask Song Ziyi and Medusa to stop, so their identity was naturally unsure.

Tang Xiaoyao looked at the three old men with his eyes and smiled, "If you guessed correctly, these three should be the three with the highest seniority in Jiangnan Road, right?"

"What kind of seniority are we just Wuchen's friends who forget our ages. Today we are also here to mourn Wuchen. But since you said you were sending invitations for He Fusheng, then we three old bones really want to know what kind of heart He Fusheng was doing."

"Don't get me wrong. He Fusheng's invitation is to invite all gangs in Jiangnan to Ninghai City to participate in his golden plate washing hands."

"Jinpan washes his hands? Haha, the Iron Arhat killed Wuchen. Could it be that he He Fusheng thought he could just withdraw from the world like this?"

"I don't care about this. If you are capable, even if you are avenged by He Fusheng's Jinpan washing hands tomorrow night, I'm just here to send an invitation and mourn. If you three still move, welcome to visit the headquarters of the Ninghai Xiaodao Club tomorrow. Say goodbye."

Tang Xiaoyao left the invitation, turned around and left. However, no one in the Song family dared to do anything randomly!

In fact, Tang Xiaoyao came here to see if there were any other experts in the Song family besides a Tibetan Feng. If there were any, they could be solved on the spot and avoid someone making trouble tomorrow. It was not to make trouble for He Fusheng's Golden Washing Hands, but to Luo Feihua's good thing to become the new overlord of the underworld in Jiangnan.

Fortunately, after Tang Xiaoyao's observation, there were no masters in the Song family. If there were, it would be impossible not to attend Song Wuchen's funeral!

After leaving the Song family, Tang Xiaoyao stopped for a moment, lit a cigarette again, and smiled and said, "Sister Hua, Sister Hua, I think no one can stop you in this Jiangnan. But next, you will face a cruel battle, a battle between father and daughter!"
Chapter completed!