"Now that Ma Jinguo has fallen, who will be in charge of Nanshi?" Old Gao asked.
"I don't know, but these things aren't our concern," Xiao Yue said with a smile. "Anyway, nothing ever comes our way."
"Ha, that's true, but those people may be dead, but they certainly didn't live in vain." Old Gao said with emotion, "Especially Ma Jinguo, I heard that his club is extremely luxurious, even the toilets are gold-plated."
"Yes, Ma Jinguo has lived a worthwhile life. He's a prominent figure in Nanshi, and he's had his share of women. In our next life, let's be reborn as someone like him."
As Xiao Zhao was speaking, he suddenly stopped, his body stiffening as he stared straight ahead.
Before his eyes, a 'corpse' slowly walked out of the morgue.
The body was Ma Jinguo. Although he had been dead for several days and his face was ashen, Xiao Zhao recognized him at a glance.
He had seen the other person in a news report about a ribbon-cutting ceremony, where the other person was seen moving forward with unsteady steps.
He seemed to have just woken up, and his walking was not quite used to it yet, but he walked forward step by step, his pace getting faster and faster.
"What's wrong, Xiao Zhao? Why aren't you saying anything?" Old Gao was slightly taken aback when he saw that Xiao Zhao was neither speaking nor moving.
But when he looked up and followed Xiao Zhao's gaze, his breath caught in his throat, and his head felt like it was about to explode.
"Ma, Ma Jinguo..." Old Gao's teeth chattered, and he stood there stiffly, not daring to move.
The man in front of them was Ma Jinguo, a prominent figure in their Nanshi.
This guy has been dead for several days. He died from a stray bullet on the day of the raid.
But to their surprise, this person had come back to life. Now he stood before them, moving with difficulty, taking one step at a time.
The two men stood motionless, as if they were being stared at. Their hands and feet were ice-cold as they stared at Ma Jinguo in front of them.
Ma Jinguo quickened his pace, ignoring the two as he passed by them, and went straight out the door.
Five minutes after the other person left, Xiao Zhao collapsed to the ground with a thud, panting heavily, completely stunned.
Old Gao's situation wasn't much better. He struggled to his feet, dragging his stiff legs, and moved forward with difficulty until he reached the office. He grabbed his phone and dialed a number with trembling hands.
In the darkness, Ma Chenglong waited anxiously, with a minivan beside him.
"Brother Ye, aren't we going over there?" Ma Chenglong asked.
"No need to go over there, just wait a little longer, we'll be there soon." Ye Xingchen had been keeping his eyes closed, but he opened them when he heard Ma Chenglong speak.
“It’s almost four o’clock. If we don’t go soon, it will be dawn. If we don’t go, are we going to wait for my dad to come by himself?” Ma Chenglong asked.
“That’s right, we’re just waiting for him to come over on his own.” Ye Xingchen glanced at Ma Chenglong and then nodded slightly.
"This..." Ma Chenglong was dumbfounded. He really didn't understand what Ye Xingchen meant.
But for now, all he can do is wait patiently. It's too late to forcibly take the body now.
Suddenly, his mouth gaped open, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Because in the darkness, a figure walked slowly with stiff steps.
Although it was difficult to see clearly in the darkness, he recognized the man at a glance from his figure; it was none other than his father, Ma Jinguo.
His heart skipped a beat, and he was momentarily at a loss for what to do.
His father certainly didn't come back to life for no reason, and seeing his father filled him with overwhelming grief. He took a few quick steps, rushed forward, looked at his father, and then knelt down with a thud, bursting into tears.
Seeing the other party approach, Ye Xingchen clasped his hands together, and Ma Jinguo stood there motionless.
The two men who came to carry the body were so frightened by what they saw that they stood there dumbfounded, too scared to move.
As Ye Xingchen made his gesture, Ma Jinguo's body fell to the ground with a thud.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and carry it away." Ye Xingchen glanced at the two men carrying the body.
The two then seemed to wake from a dream, but they stood there hesitantly, not daring to move.
"Are you kidding? That person walked over on their own! Is it a person or a ghost? They've been in this line of work for most of their lives and have never encountered anything like this before."
"Don't worry, it's not a ghost. Go and carry him." Ye Xingchen explained, "Young Master Ma, I used a special spell to make your father walk over here by himself. Let's bury him as soon as possible."
Ma Chenglong nodded, picked up Ma Jinguo's body in his arms, and walked to the car, saying as he went, "Dad, we're going home. I'm taking you home."
Ma Jinguo was buried simply, without any ceremony, and the cemetery was located at the foot of a mountain in the countryside. Under the current circumstances, he could not be buried in the Ma family ancestral cemetery.
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Once I take back everything from the Ma family, I will move you to the Ma family ancestral cemetery." Ma Chenglong knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.
With his father finally laid to rest, a major worry was lifted from his mind, and from today onward, he could focus on his work.
“Brother Ye, this matter on my mind is settled. I can now focus on other things.” Ma Chenglong turned to Ye Xingchen and said, “Tonight I’m going to take down a few of the people in Nanshi who are most likely to become obstacles for me.”
“Young Master Ma, we can’t be too hasty,” Ye Xingchen said. “I know you are eager to revitalize the Ma family, but the current situation is not very stable. Being too hasty may backfire.”
"Then what do you suggest we do? Are we just going to sit here and wait?" Ma Chenglong looked at Ye Xingchen, puzzled.
"Wait for President Kun to contact us. Right now, the people in Jinluo City are even more eager than we are to revitalize Jinluo City, so don't worry about that. They will send someone over soon," Ye Xingchen said.
"Hmph, the people of Jinluo City have always been arrogant. They better hurry up this time. If they're late, I'll go out on my own and not play with them anymore," Ma Chenglong snorted.
"Young Master Ma, don't rush, take your time. Jinluo City is eager to make a breakthrough right now, and I believe they are even more anxious than we are." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly: "If they don't have any news within a week, I'll go with you to make a big splash."
"Alright, Brother Ye, I've decided to be your brother." Ma Chenglong looked at Ye Xingchen with great gratitude.
"We're all brothers, don't be so polite." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, though he already had other plans in mind.
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