You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 25: A Bridal Sedan from Heaven
It didn't take much time to recruit the remaining members of the Bai Lao Society.

The Bai Lao Hui are just a bunch of guys trying to make a living. They don't make much money, so why would they fight with others?

Seeing Xu Fugui dead, this loose organization of gangsters suddenly lost its spirit.

When one's spirit is scattered, the person will also be scattered.

It didn't take long for Liu Laizi and the wealthy businessmen in the city to suppress the remaining members of Bai Laohui.

Of course, there are also stubborn people in the Bai Lao Society.

Inside the Bai Lao Hui compound, a young man glanced at the old, weak, rich and fat people standing behind him, gritted his teeth, grabbed a white headscarf and tied it around his head.

When the white turban was tied to death, the whole person looked like someone in mourning.

"Aunts, sisters-in-law, uncles, I'm going to go out with the servants to investigate first. You guys stay in the yard!"

After saying this, the young man picked up a dung fork and brought a few strong men with him and walked out of the yard.

Behind him, there were continuous cries of mourning, and the loudest cry came from a woman, who cried like a tearful person:

"Fugui, how can you die? You can't die!"

The cries and shouts of other people around him were all drowned out by him, and seemed not worth mentioning.

That was Xu Fugui's legal wife. She always followed Xu Fugui around, doing good deeds for him and was considered a celebrity in the city.

She always quarreled with Xu Fugui during the day, disliking Xu Fugui and complaining about this and that. But Xu Fugui was a man who was afraid of his wife and spoiled her, which made her even more arrogant. From the perspective of outsiders, they would always wonder why such a great master like Xu Fugui married such an evil woman.

But no one expected that such a person would cry like this after Xu Fugui's death.

After crying for a while, most people were tired, so they gathered together, with fear on their faces and extremely dull expressions.

Apart from a few young men with dull brains, most of those who were still resisting were Xu Fugui's deep connections with the interests of the people involved.

From Xu Fugui's relatives to the good dog Xu Fugui raised, this group of people knew everything. It was easy to talk to others. If Xu Fugui died, the most they could do was to change their livelihood.

They just can't.

Xu Fugui died.
They appear to be alive, but they are actually dead.

The young man who rushed out just now was full of energy and felt that it was really meaningless to just lie there and wait to die.

But the older generation all know that the situation is hopeless and they alone cannot possibly turn things around.

Sure enough, before long, the sound of fighting was heard outside, and then a head spun a few times in the air and flew into the yard.

"Snapped!"

His head hit the ground and rolled twice, leaving a long trail of blood. The white cloth tied on his head also fluttered in the wind.

It’s the young man just now!

Seeing the man’s head fall to the ground, Xu Fugui’s close associates finally gave up hope.

Han Dao entered the mansion, but the person who walked in was a swordsman he had never seen before, dressed in black and holding a precious sword.

The swordsman held a wine gourd in his hand and sprayed some wine on the sword:
"Someone in this city is willing to pay for your lives, so don't even think about leaving today."

The knife flashed, and only shrill screams remained in the courtyard.

By the time Liu Laizi and his companions arrived at the Bai Laohui compound, there was no living person left. All that was left were headless corpses and heads neatly arranged in a row on the ground.

The swordsman who had chopped people off had long since disappeared.

……

"Captain Liu, if it weren't for you, I would never be able to avenge myself in this lifetime."

The rice shop owner held Liu Laizi's hand and cried. "It's just a small favor for me."

Liu Laizi laughed twice.

If the Taoist priest had not given him some advice, Liu Laizi felt that he would never have been able to seize this opportunity to secure a position in the Qingzhou Gang.

At the same time, Liu Laizi was also a little curious.

Who massacred Xu Fugui's entire family?
He had thought about this at the time, but gave up in the end.

As soon as he took over the family, he killed all the people in the previous household. It was not fair and unpopular.

All the wealthy businessmen and the people in the city are watching him! After committing such a serious crime of murder, who would dare to hand over the position of Qingzhou manager to you?
Most importantly, the Taoist priest may not like the murderer to be in charge.

But he didn't expect that someone would do the dirty work for him.

As Liu Laizi was thinking about this, his eyes couldn't help but drift towards Mr. Mi who was crying in front of him.

Boss Mi didn't notice the strangeness in Liu Laizi's eyes and cried sadly. He only stopped crying when other wealthy businessmen nearby couldn't bear it anymore and ran over to comfort him.

"Excuse me, I'm not in a good mood today, so I'll go back first."

Seeing that he was about to lose his soul, Liu Laizi and the wealthy businessmen had no choice but to watch him stagger away.

After he walked away, these people got together again and began to discuss how to divide Bai Laohui's business.

On the other side, Old Man Mickey staggered into the street. The surrounding streets were bustling with people talking about the big events that happened today.

Even the simplest country farmers could tell a thing or two about what happened today, and the fall of the White House was of no consequence to most of them.

The business of recovering corpses is to plunder the people's wealth. Moreover, after Bai Lao had associated himself with the river god, he could kill anyone he wanted and recover anyone's corpse he wanted. Over the years, many people in Qingzhou city had suffered from their murderous hands. Except for a few who made a fortune by selling their children, almost no one had a good word to say about them.

It was as if a festival was being celebrated in the city.

Old man Mickey looked around but couldn't find his pitiful daughter. There were children, dogs and insects around him, but all he saw was the word "loneliness".

His eyes turned red again, and tears as big as beans fell down again.

After crying for a few times, I suddenly heard the child next to me exclaim:

"Look up to the sky! There's a bridal sedan in the sky!"

Suddenly, Old Man Mickey saw some petals scattered in the air, some pink and some yellow, flying in the wind.

He looked up at the sky and saw a big red sedan chair slowly floating down from the sky and landing in front of him like a feather.

The red cloth curtain covering the sedan was lifted up by the wind, revealing two people lying on their sides.

Old Man Mickey immediately saw the girl in the red robe in the sedan chair.

He admitted it correctly.

That's his daughter!
Old Man Mickey rushed towards the sedan chair as if he was crazy. He reached out and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair.

After entering the sedan chair, Old Man Mi lifted the woman's veil and saw his daughter's face, bursting into tears.

"Daughter, daughter, my daughter is back!"

The girl in the bright red dress opened her eyes dazedly and stared at her father blankly:

"Big brother? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm glad you're back. I'm glad you're back."

Old Man Mickey held his daughter's hand tightly, fearing that she would leave him again.

(End of this chapter)