Pay one hundred yuan to create a mysterious funeral for you

Chapter 3 One wry smile, two joys and sorrows
"Wang Shiguo, Mr. Wang, there is nothing to explain."

"Just trust my ability." Li Xinghe said.

As soon as this word comes out,
Mr. Wang was immediately surprised.

He is a stranger, how could he know my name?
Should not be!

After taking a closer look, I really don’t recognize this boss. I have never seen this boss before!

They were strangers to each other, but he was able to call out his own name all at once. Could it be...the person in front of him really has the ability to reach the sky with his eyes and hands?
Combined with the introduction of the wish list,

He felt more and more that this was not an ordinary funeral company.

Even the boss is not an ordinary person at all!
……

Although below, there are special services of 1 yuan and 10 yuan.

But he felt that the more expensive the price, the more mysterious it would be.

Even such things as "Kowloon will pull the coffin for you" and "The stars in the sky will be buried for you as paper money" have come out.

It's just that the boss can easily call out his name, and presumably, these dreams can come true.

Although there is also a feeling of eagerness to try,

But when I touched my pocket, I didn't have much pocket money, and the family didn't have any private money. It seemed that I could only buy the cheapest package service.

Although it is cheap, it does contain a lot of content.

Even if there are a hundred men in black, there is actually a beautiful woman who will cry for me, hahaha...

it is good!
Bought!

If you die, you will die, and if you walk, you will have a good time!

If this funeral service can really be realized, my funeral will definitely be remembered by many people!

Even when future generations talk about the past, they will remember that there was such a mysterious ancestor, not an ordinary person...

I've been a wimp for most of my life,
Just ask this Last Wish Company to make me feel proud and proud in front of others!

Thinking of this,

For a while, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

So Mr. Wang started pointing to the one hundred yuan service and said, "Boss, I want this."

"Okay, pay the money."

"In this contract, sign your name, and I will naturally make arrangements on the day of the funeral."

that's it.

A few minutes later, Mr. Wang came out relaxed.

It’s just that I didn’t go home. I came to the opposite side of the house and played chess with my old neighbor under the plane tree. Before I died, I would relax again.

"Old Wang, I heard that you are not hospitalized? Why did you come out?"

"Hahaha... ran out by myself."

"That's not because I want to play chess with you."

"Hahaha...you can pull it off, old Wang, you used to play chess very fast, and you urged me every day to say something, hurry up, I'm waiting for the flowers to fade, why are you slower than me now? ..."

"Isn't it good to be slow? I don't know when the next time I play chess will be."

A bitter smile, two joys and sorrows.

……

Within Will Company.

A large amount of information about Wang Shiguo has already appeared in Li Xinghe's mind.

In the end, it was decided that, combined with the fact that he was a veteran, a perfect funeral should be tailored for him.

Immediately,

His eyes froze.

A cold light spread vertically and horizontally!
in a blink,
Like a sword of Frost and Cold Fourteen States, it spread crazily in all directions!
"Om-!"

A hum from divine consciousness suddenly spread throughout the universe and even all realms!

The Four Great Halls under the palm of Li Xinghe couldn't help being moved by the news!

People from Shura Hall, War God Hall, Dragon King Hall, and Heavenly God Hall gathered together to discuss this matter.

"This Mr. Wang, should he be arranged to be Lord Shura, the Supreme Dragon King, or the God of War for the country..."

"Actually, Your Majesty has already made a decision, and that is..."

"At the funeral of Mr. Wang, let him become the iron-blooded army soul admired by thousands of people in people's minds!"

……

after one day.

Mr. Wang appeared in front of the hospital bed again.

At this moment, his whole body was full of needles.

It got worse.

The pungent smell of the potion filled the whole body, but it was useless at all.

Just like drinking 50 ml of paraquat, the organs have been soaked into wet cotton and can never recover.

Even the top medical experts are powerless to recover from this.

Many relatives and friends came here after hearing the news.

His son Wang Zhong cried so hard in front of the hospital bed that his daughter-in-law Ma Xiaorong didn't want to cry, and even wanted to laugh.

But seeing so many relatives and friends coming over, he could only reluctantly, put on a face and covered his face and sobbed: "Oh... daddy, woo woo woo... Hold on, woo woo..."

but,

With a delicate face,

Not a single tear was shed at all.

But the sister-in-law next to her was different. One second she was still as cold as ice, and the next moment, the actor entered the scene in a second, and she burst into tears.

It's miserable to cry.

"Ah... Dad, wake up, we can't do without you!"

With runny noses and tears, the crowd nearby couldn't help but sigh after seeing it: This woman is so damn filial.

……

Hospital bed.

Mr. Wang, who was originally dizzy, now has even more blurred vision.

There was chaos in front of him, just like before Pangu opened the sky, he was helpless without an axe.

There are noisy voices in my ears, crying all over the sky, one wave after another.

Never expected,

After all, they cried for themselves once.

Also,
The good news is that

Those people who used to say, "Let's have a drink together when I'm free," "Come and sit down when I'm free," "I'm busy, I'm making money, wait for me when I'm free," finally gathered together today.

After all, no matter what, this is really something to be happy about.

Today's self is like the protagonist in costumes.

Attracted attention by all.

Although maybe, in their eyes, his life is like a clown, living alone.

The current self is really about to die.

I have truly felt that the God of Death is so close to me...

He's coming, he's coming...

That suffocating smell is so strong...

Cold, dark and radiant...

"Dad, can you still sign your name now? Can you explain it? Woooooo... If you can't sign it, then I, as a daughter, will do it for you, woooooo..."

Ma Xiaorong's voice was full of emotion and she burst into tears. Her pitiful look was really heartbreaking.

"I...my life...enough...enough..."

While dying,

There were tears in the corners of Mr. Wang's eyes, and he was finally about to be relieved at this moment.

On the verge of death,
In the consciousness gradually engulfed by the darkness, he never forgot, and struggled hard to get the final echo.

Will... Last Wish Company...

My hope after death... But I'll leave it all to you...

Boss, thank you...

Say it in advance...

Thank you……

(End of this chapter)