The name written in the wreath in front of the skill is the most shocking. Gan Fei, the Lijiang Municipal Party Committee and the Government, talked about the incense in the mourning hall. After seeing the name of the person who gave the wreath, they immediately turned their heads aside. After seriously sipping the incense, they left. Those names are the top people in the Republic currently.

Songyang County, a small county town, ushered in the most lively day in his history. Many ordinary people stood by the street and watched the luxury cars parked on both sides of the street, as well as those who were preparing to burn incense for the elderly in the end.

These people are older, young, white-skinned and dark-skinned. Each of them has a common characteristic. They have a serious expression and a white flower on their chests.

These days are the busiest days for the Secretary of the Songyang County Party Committee and the County Magistrate. These two people have not yet figured out what is going on. Who is the young man who held a funeral for this very ordinary old man?

At first they thought that this old man was a former revolutionary martyr and Songyang was an old revolutionary base. This possibility was very high. They were frustrated that they did not show such an important person in time. However, as time progressed, they found that the reason was not the dead old man, but the young man who held the funeral, all of whom came to the young man were because of every young man this year.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, a team of people wearing black clothes and serious faces walked towards the mourning hall under the leadership of a middle-aged man. The secretary of the Songyang County Party Committee and the county magistrate were both staring at such a group of people. The two did not know who the middle-aged man in the front was. But they knew one of the people behind, who was a deputy director of the General Office of the State Council.

In fact, the two of them didn't know that these people came here as national leaders. They had never had the chance to enter the mourning hall until now, otherwise they would be shocked to see those names.

The group bowed silently, and then the middle-aged man in front said a few words to Wu Yong, which means to be sad and mournful.

Wu Yong, Wang Tiancai and others bent over and gave a gift. Wang Tiancai had no idea who these people were in front of him. Wang Tiancai didn't think too much about what they said. He had already given Wang Tiancai a lot of beats in the past few days.

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At first, Wang Tiancai thought he was dreaming when he saw the wreaths, but then he became numb when he saw more and more people. He was even more afraid of the young man around him who had slapped him twice. Although this person was not a few years older than him, the status gap between the two was definitely not a little bit.

After the representatives of this team left, another team of representatives came in, and then several more groups of people came in. All of these people were people who had relations with Wu Yong in various provinces of the Republic.

Time passed slowly, and the surprised Mingshen, the secretary of the Songyang County Party Committee and the county magistrate who were guarding outside, never stopped. Their heartbeats were also increasing. The more people came, the more shocked they were.

At around nine o'clock, another group of people came to the mourning hall. These were people from Hong Kong. The front was Li Ka-shing, who had not come out for a long time. Jiang Wei and other Hong Kong rich people were all in the team.

The top ten rich people in Hong Kong have all come. Wu Yong has been very kind to them. They will almost always participate in things that have something to do with Wu Yong.

After the Hong Kong rich people left, they were friends who were mourning the front curtain abroad. As Wu Yong's enemies, the US government also sent people this time. They came with representatives from Brazil, Argentina and other countries. The US representatives were at the forefront and were considered representatives.

Subsequently, French President Chirac also brought representatives from EU countries into the mourning hall. Chirac was the first country to enter the mourning hall and was also the most important national leader in Songyang this time.

Representatives from Russia and Asian countries also slowly entered the mourning hall. Wang Tiancai bowed again and again with Wu Yong. He didn't know many people in front of him, but just looking at their appearance, you can tell that these people are not simple.

The representatives of Africa and mercenaries were at the end, especially those of mercenaries. Each of them carried a harsh spirit of iron blood.

"Secretary, our Songyang is famous in the world this time!"

The Secretary of the Songyang County Party Committee and the County Magistrate, who were standing outside, were completely numb at this time. They realized the huge influence of the person inside. It was not easy for these people to gather together, but now they are here to attend the funeral of an unknown old man for the sake of this year.

"Yes, I'm famous. It's a pity that we don't know who the people inside are yet!" The county party secretary smiled bitterly. They would definitely be ecstatic if they were to put it in normal times, but now both of them understand that these people are not here for Songyang, but for the mysterious young man inside.

Before another team came to the mourning hall, the team was old but the leader at the front was a young man in his thirties.

After these people came in, Wang Tiancai's eyes widened. The one who walked in front was not someone else, but the boss Situ Fu he was currently following. Situ Fu is the leader of the three southwestern provinces. Wang Tiancai was not so naive that he thought he was here for himself.

"Mr. Wu, genius. Please feel sorry for me!"

After rushing, Situ Fu walked to Wu Yong and the others. Zhao Qiang beside Wu Yong looked at him, but he wanted to say something but didn't say it. Chuan Youfu criticized people as the representative of the underworld of Cang Kingdom. Behind him were Zhao Juyi and a capable general in the Northeast.

"Thank you," Wu Yong bent over and gave a gift. He just replied lightly.

Situ Fu looked at Wang Tiancai, but wanted to say something but didn't say it out. Finally, he took the people behind him and left. Compared with the people coming in front, they were obviously only small characters.

At eleven o'clock, fewer and fewer people were going to enter the mourning hall. The person who presided over the presentation of this gift was an old man from Xijiang. The person Wu Ming specially invited had special experience in funeral affairs.

With the old man's arrangement, the ice coffin that the rag king slept with was quilted. The people slowly lifted up. Looking at the raised ice coffin, Wu Yong's tears couldn't help falling again. Wang Tiancai was also crying like Wu Yong.

When the filial son bid farewell, Wang Tiancai was the only relative of the King of Dough, and only he had this posture.

After the porcelain basin was broken, the funeral team slowly moved forward. Wu Yong's mercenaries carried the coffin. There were mercenaries around them for strict protection, and there were armed police surrounding them to maintain order and strictly investigate all suspicious people.

The cemetery of the Dao Zhen King is on a mountain. It is more than ten kilometers away from the mourning hall. The feng shui there is very good. From the mountain, you can also look at the entire Songyang County. Wu Yong understands the intention of the Po Zhen King. He has lived in Songyang all his life, and burying him here is the most suitable for him.

It was not easy to walk the ten-kilometer journey. Wu Yong said nothing about this, but just followed behind the coffin silently, and Wang Tiancai was in front of him.

Others who followed the funeral also walked together. The huge funeral team lined up for several miles. Songyang County also blocked several major traffic routes for this funeral.

The team only arrived at the cemetery at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Wu Yong didn't eat anything on that day. Zhiming looked at him with some concern. From all Wu Yong's actions in the past few days, Zhiming also understood that this old man must be a very important person to Wu Yong. However, Zhiming really couldn't understand why such an important person does not know about the Wu family, and he didn't know about it before.

The coffin slowly fell into the cemetery. After all the ceremonies, the people on the side began to seal the coffin and cover the cemetery. Wu Yong kept crying silently, while Wang Tiancai burst into tears in front of him. Perhaps he was truly sad and regretful at this moment.

The funeral was over. It was a funeral that the people of Songyang County were destined to remember forever, and it was also a mysterious funeral that gave them a lot of speculation.

At the house of the Dowled King, Wu Yong silently watched everything in the house. This was a two-bedroom and one-living room house. The house was not big and there were not many things to place. However, this house was much stronger than the simple brick and tile house that Wu Yong lived in his previous life. This was lent to him in the factory after he worked in the imitation weaving factory. If he wanted to give it to the Dowled King, he would definitely not agree. Wu Yong understood this stubborn old man.

There are two rooms, one is the King of Dowels and the other is Wang Tiancai. In recent years, Wang Tiancai has been studying in other places and rarely comes back, but the room is clean. It can be seen that the old man is actually missing his raised child every day.

There were only two people in the whole house. Wu Yong looked at this place that was unfamiliar to him, and Wang Tiancai sat on the sand with a sad portrait of the ragged king, neither of them spoke.

"What are your plans to continue to be involved in the underworld in the future?"

After a long time, Wu Yongcai asked softly, and Wang Tiancai slowly raised his head. There were only two of them in the room, so Wu Mu must be asking him.

After thinking for a while, Wang Tiancai shook his head blankly: "I don't know, but I will finish college well until I graduate!"

Seeing that Wu Yong didn't say anything, Wang Tiancai continued: "Grandpa most wanted to see me graduated from college. He said that college students are all very promising people, so I must not give up this precious opportunity!"

"College students are promising people!" Wu Yong felt a little pain when he heard this. The King of Dowels in his previous life kept telling Wu Yong that only educated people can promising. When the old man was young, he never went to school and did not know how to read. He was an illiterate person and suffered many uneducated losses in his life.

It’s a pity that Wu Yong, who had been in his previous life, didn’t listen to the words of the King of Draw. The King of Draw died of illness before he graduated from junior high school. After that, Wu Yong barely survived until he graduated from junior high school and never went to school again, becoming a very annoying gangster in the county.

"Go to school well, don't go there with Situ Fu. You should plan your future life!"

Wu Yong sighed softly, while Wang Tiancai stared at Wu Yong with his big eyes.

"You, who are you?" After a few minutes, Wang Tiancai asked timidly. This was the question he had always wanted to ask the most in the past few days.

"Who am I?" Wu Yong looked at Wang Tiancai and smiled and shook his head: "You don't have to worry about who I am. If you really want to know, just treat me as your brother. In this world, if someone doesn't harm you, it's only me!"
Chapter completed!