Female President’s Bodyguard

Longhai City, the largest funeral home.

The president of Maserati stopped slowly and Xiao Chen came down from the car.

"Morning brother!"

I have already waited for the knife at the door and limped over.

"Well, are you all arranged?"

Xiao Chen nodded and patted the shoulder of the knife.

"Well, starting at ten."

"it is good."

The two entered the funeral home and then went to the empty hall.

The place where the remains were originally placed was empty, and the casket and black-and-white photographs were placed on the front table.

Three fragrances are burning, and Su Yunfei on the photo is smiling at the front.

Next to it, there are a wreath. This is Xiao Chen specially prepared for the knife. There are no ties and names on it. Some are just a few special symbols.

No one is condolences, even the staff is not there, it seems a bit deserted and solemn.

Xiao Chen came to the table and looked at the black and white photos, and did not speak for a while.

The knife stood behind him, his body stretched straight, like a knife to be sheathed!

"You said, will the old Soviet blame me?"

For a long time, Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know, but if it's me, I won't blame you, I'm willing."

The knife's voice is not big, but it is serious.

The big hall was once again silent, until the sound of sorrow, the staff came in.

"Excuse me, is there a farewell ceremony now?"

The staff came forward and came to Xiao Chen and the knife, and asked softly.

"let's start."

Xiao Chen nodded, took out the smoke, clicked on it, and stood on the table.

"Is it two of you?"

The staff was a little surprised.

"Well, let's go through the process for both of us."

Next, the knife said.

"Ok."

The staff was a bit strange. I looked at the casket on the table. How could it be weird everywhere?

The farewell ceremony began, and the staff walked according to the process. This may be the first time that the two people had a farewell ceremony for hosting the farewell ceremony for so many years!

"A glimpse."

"Two."

"Three."

Xiao Chen and the knife stood at the table, bent over, and a hint of coldness was spreading.

Standing in front of the staff, a hard chill, then she looked around, how could it suddenly be so cold?

"Okay, I don't need you here, I will leave at ten o'clock, come over."

Xiao Chen said faintly.

"Ok."

The staff was eager to go quickly. She had never been afraid before, but now I don’t know how, but there is a feeling of being cold, as if I was in a cold storage.

"Old Su, Su Qing and Xiao Meng are very good, you don't have to worry about them... Su Qing's troubles have not been solved, but you can rest assured that there is me, no one can hurt her... and Xiaomeng, female Big eighteen, it’s much more beautiful than the photos you showed me...”

Xiao Chen stood at the table and looked at the black and white photos, whispering.

In front of me, the scenes of the scenes are constantly flashing... The two met for the first time, the first time they contested, the first time they drank... The side-by-side killing, the same life died... There was joy, tears, and more Scarlet blood...

Time, one minute and one minute, the sorrows are repeated over and over again.

At ten o'clock, the staff appeared again. She was surprised to find that the two had been standing at the table from now until now, and they kept a posture, even the position of Ding did not change!

wack!

Everything today is eccentric!

"Sir, it is ten o'clock."

The staff stepped forward and carefully said, as if they were afraid of disturbing them.

"Ok."

Xiao Chen took his eyes back from the black and white photos and nodded: "Go directly to the cemetery?"

"Yes, there are already staff waiting there."

"it is good."

Then, two staff members in black suits came in and wanted to get urns and black and white photos, but they were stopped by Xiao Chen.

"The urn, I will take it."

The two staff members looked at each other and did not touch the urn.

Xiao Chen holds the casket in his hands, while the knife holds a black-and-white photo, followed by two staff members and walks outside.

Su Yunfei, who should have covered the national flag and enjoyed unlimited glory, is so obscured and wants to be buried.

Every step of Xiao Chen is a little hard, like the casket in the arms, heavier than a thousand pounds!

"Sir, there is a dedicated car over there." The staff guided.

"Knife, you take the photo, take the car."

"how about you?"

"I think, Lao Su is more willing to take his sister's car... This is equivalent to Su Qing sent him a ride!"

The knife nodded: "Okay."

Xiao Chen held the casket, went to the parking lot, opened the door and sat in it, then gently placed the urn in the passenger seat.

"Old Su, this is Su Qing's car..."

Xiao Chen started the car and headed for the cemetery, while the vehicles in the funeral home followed.

In the middle of the road, when passing by a supermarket, Xiao Chen stopped the car and rushed to the back of the car to make a gesture, indicating that they had to go first and walked in.

After a few minutes, he came out from the inside and had a shopping bag in his hand, which contained a lot of things.

"Old Su, wait a minute, brothers, drink a few cups."

After Xiao Chen got on the bus, put the shopping bag in the back seat and then proceeded to the graveyard.

The location was getting more and more biased, and the number of cars on the road was getting less and less. It took more than an hour to get to the cemetery.

This cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery. Each cemetery is far apart by a distance...

If the ordinary cemetery is a commercial house, one family is holding one family, and one family is holding a house, then this is the manor. In addition to the bones, there is a small piece of land belonging to oneself!

This is also why the cemetery here is the reason for the sky-high price!

Xiao Chen came down from the car, then took the casket down and looked around, revealing a smile.

This is his first time, but he is still satisfied. He did not say that the propaganda map is one thing. Actually it is one thing...

After all, most of the bones buried here are big people with long faces in Longhai City, and the funeral homes don’t dare to deceive them.

"Morning brother, are you satisfied?"

The knife came forward and asked.

"Well, facing the sea, spring blossoms."

Xiao Chen looked at the sea not far away and the unknown small flowers around, nodded.

"Mr. Xiao, are you starting now?"

A staff member came over and asked.

"Ok."

Xiao Chen nodded, came to the grave, gently put down the casket, and then ordered the fragrance and cigarettes.

The staff also prepared all kinds of sacrifices, and even had a piece of paper money.

The fragrance is exhausted, the smoke is extinguished, and the casket is placed in the grave.

Xiao Chen and the knife personally filled the soil, and then pushed the marble stone cover, determined that there was no gap, and then stopped.

Then, it was a series of ceremonies. After all the rituals were finished, it was already an hour later, and it was also at noon.

At the scene, quiet, except for the sound of the waves hitting the cliffs, there is no other sound.

Xiao Chen, the knife and the staff, all three, the funeral is a gift.

"Mr. Xiao, this is ok."

"Well, trouble you."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

"Knife, you go back with them." Xiao Chen turned to look at the knife.

"how about you?"

"I will accompany Lao Su for a while, and I will drive back myself."

The knife opened his mouth and finally nodded: "Good."

The knife and the staff were gone, and the empty graveyard was left with only Xiao Chen and a tombstone that had just been set up.

The wind started, the waves on the sea were bigger, and the waves beat on the cliffs, making a loud sound.

Xiao Chen slowly walked to the cliffs of tens of meters away, and looked at it. It was an unobstructed sea and blue.

"what!"

Xiao Chen Yang Tianxiaoxiao, this is a kind of vent.

At the foot, the waves are more turbulent and tumble, a few meters high.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the sea below the cliffs of more than a dozen meters. There was a speedboat there, which was undulating with the waves.

"How can there be a speedboat? Is it a cemetery manager?"

Xiao Chen’s eyes flashed in a strange color, and the thoughts flashed past, but there was not much to consider, no mood.

Standing on the cliff for a while, he came to the car, took the shopping bag from the car, and then returned to the tombstone, sitting on the ground.

"Old Su, let's drink some!"

From the shopping bag, Xiao Chen took out the red star Erguotou, opened it, and poured it on the ground first, then did not use the cup, facing the bottle mouth, and snoring and snoring.

"what!"

Xiao Chen made a sip of alcohol, put down the bottle, and took out the peanuts and other dishes from the shopping bag.

"Old Su, look, this is a recent photo of Su Qing and Xiao Meng... This is the risk that Lao Tzu took the risk of being discovered, just to show you..."

Xiao Chen took out his mobile phone and found two photos, facing the black and white photos on the tombstone, and pouting.

"Su Qing is okay, if I found out that I was sneak shot at Xiaomeng, I was supposed to be able to drive me out as a metamorphosis... You sister, look at me, I am not pleasing to the eye, but fortunately, who is Laozi, conquering in minutes she was……"

One person, a tombstone, the atmosphere at the scene looked a bit strange and bleak.

Xiao Chen is drinking, constantly screaming, laughing from time to time, and occasionally red eyes...

Time passes by one minute~www.ltnovel.com~ There are more and more empty bottles in front of the tombstone, and there are seven and eight points of drunkenness.

"Old Su, you used to say, why do you need to bury the bones, life is everywhere, ... but Qingshan has the privilege of burying the loyal bones, and now the horses are wrapped in corpses... Change the day, the time is right, I will take you with Su Qing and Xiaomeng... ..."

Xiao Chen leaned on the tombstone and looked up at the distant sea. His eyes were hollow and his mouth whispered.

The sun is gradually plunging, the wind is small, and the sound of the waves is also a lot smaller...

Just as Xiao Chen was half-awake, half-sleeping and half-sleeping, a siren sounded faintly and gradually became clear...

Then, the roar of the car rang, and a large-displacement off-road vehicle galloped and raised all the way...

In the car, four men in their thirties, look cold, filled with chilling gas!

And in their hands, resolutely hold ak-47!

This is the third chapter today, continue to code words, and strive to continue!