After a few bottles of wine, Zhao Zhiguang had already started a fight with the members of the Zhufeng team.

At this time, Xiang Xiaofeng was holding Zhao Zhiguang's shoulders and said shamelessly: "Xiao Zhao, to be honest, I have long since stopped caring about money. Do you know what my core goal is now?"

"What is it, Teacher Xiang?" Zhao Zhiguang asked.

"Nantianmen Project!"

Xiang Xiaofeng said solemnly, "The ultimate goal of the Wind-Chasing Team is to build a sci-fi heaven. When that happens, I will be the master of the world!"

"Awesome!" Zhao Zhiguang forced a smile and said, "Teacher Xiang, I want to join the Zhufeng team."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Xiaofeng said without hesitation: "No problem, our team is short of talent!"

"Okay, Mr. Xiang, let's do one!"

…

At the same time, at the entrance of a business KTV in South City.

The real Flying Demon Thieves appeared.

There were four people in total, each one darker than the other.

Although they were not wearing any clothes, it was difficult for surveillance cameras to capture them as long as they did not open their mouths.

In no time, they managed to pry open a car.

In less than five minutes, all the car trunks at the door were opened.

One o'clock in the morning.

After the Zhufeng team finished their dinner, everyone came to the front desk to pay the bill.

Ten minutes later, a group of people stood at the door with bruised faces and noses.

"That's weird. There was clearly $500,000 in the trunk, and it's missing!"

"Oh, if I had known this trip to Lao Nancheng, I would have brought more cash." Zhao Zhiguang said helplessly.

"Forget it." Xiang Xiaofeng patted Zhao Zhiguang on the shoulder and reminded him, "Xiao Zhao, class starts tomorrow, remember to come, I'll save a seat for you."

“…”

After a few pleasantries, the Zhufeng team stumbled back to the hotel. Zhao Zhiguang found an excuse and slept in the same bed with Xiang Xiao.

…

The next morning.

Eight twenty.

"You mean to say that you use Feng Shui to enlighten the masses, and thus control the stock market and profit from it?"

In the interrogation room, Liu Jun looked at the stack of financial reports in his hand with a frown.

Sitting in front of him was the owner of Nansheng Funeral Home, Wu Jiangcheng.

"That's right."

Wu Jiangcheng nodded slightly and said, "I borrowed the reputation of Feng Shui Master and deliberately released false news. Everything, including the direction of these two stocks, was controlled by me."

"hiss……"

Liu Jun narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Your situation is quite complicated. Let's see what the director says. This thing..."

"Wait, leader, I have something else to say."

Wu Jiangcheng interrupted, "Four years ago, the college student who committed suicide on the rooftop was actually someone I hired to do it. Also, some time ago, a Changhong funeral employee was injured..."

Wu Jiangcheng sighed and confessed all the crimes he had committed over the years.

"I asked Gong Dashan to do all of this. When I contracted the cemetery before, I also asked Gong Dashan to do it in advance. I deliberately created strange phenomena to force other businessmen not to start."

“…”

Wu Jiangcheng spoke for more than ten minutes.

After hearing his statement, Liu Jun stood there in a daze.

All this made him feel very dreamy.

Because what Wu Jiangcheng said was really outrageous.

After a long silence, Liu Jun asked, "Are you sure that what you said is true?"

"Sure!" Wu Jiancheng said affirmatively.

"Gong Dashan...Gong Dashan..."

Liu Jun kept murmuring the name, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Although Zhang Fan's prediction was accurate, he never thought that there were people in this world who could really use special means to interfere with other people's behavior...

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Jun reported the matter to Xiaoshan.

Five minutes later, Xiao Shan brought a thin man into the interrogation room.

Liu Jun also wisely walked out, and Xiao Shan also left quietly after making all the arrangements.

In the interrogation room, the man was not interested in Wu Jiangcheng's confession at all, but asked from another direction:

"Since there is no evidence for all this, why did you turn yourself in?"

"I……"

Wu Jiangcheng gritted his teeth and said, "I've been noticed by Changhong Funeral... Last night, I encountered a ghost wall."

"Ghost wall?"

The man became interested and continued to ask, "What exactly happened?"

Wu Jiangcheng thought for a moment and said, "That day... my son was noticed by Changhong Funeral Home, and he came to me for help. I assigned Gong Dashan to attack Li Xiaohui. The next day, I took my son to the cemetery to check, and the result... I found that he had jumped into the river, and my son was also diagnosed with organ failure."

"Oh~"

After listening to Wu Jiangcheng's speech, the man nodded with interest and said, "What did you say to me? Did you call Gong Dashan after he died?"

"That's right." Wu Jiangcheng nodded, and said in panic: "Leader, I hope you can sentence me as soon as possible. I want my son to live a few more days..."

"You are you, and your son is your son."

The man shook his head, stood up and walked out of the interrogation room, and said to Xiaoshan: "Put Gong Dashan's case aside for now, and judge Wu Jiangcheng according to the procedure. I will handle the others."

"Um."

Xiao Shan nodded silently without saying a word.

…

On the other side, the funeral home.

Xiao Hei arrived as scheduled, started a live broadcast, and came to Changhong Funeral.

After being noticed by Zhang Fan, Xiao Hei's popularity skyrocketed, and the fact that he was going to Changhong Funeral Home to commit suicide was known to all netizens.

It’s just that the way netizens express themselves is a little special.

At this time, various gifts kept floating in the live broadcast room:

[User 'Black Kingdom' gave away 10 Super Rockets! ]

[User 'Feishan' gave away 20 epic magic books! ]

[Brother Hei, Brother Sangsang is just a hype created by the team, go and deal with him! ]

[Xiao Hei is really brave, he will challenge anything he says he will! ]

【……】

Unlike before, this time there were no unfriendly voices in Xiao Hei's live broadcast room.

At first, Xiao Hei was a little afraid after hearing what his friend said.

But when he saw the encouragement from netizens, he suddenly became enlightened.

The police didn’t dare to do anything to me, so how dare he, a funeral home owner, bully foreign friends?

Besides, is there anything so weird?

The people in my hometown shout Jesus Jesus every day, but I have never seen His miracles appear!

With this mentality, Xiao Hei walked into Changhong Funeral.

"Boss, give me a coffin!"

Although he knew that this person was looking for trouble, Zhang Fan still followed the normal procedure and asked, "Hello, who are you buying this for?"

"A friend of mine, he's about the same height as me." Xiao Hei said without hesitation.

"OK."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, and then called out: "Brother Yong, go to the warehouse and carry a coffin according to the size of this customer."

"Sir, what is your budget?" Zhao Yong looked at Xiao Hei and asked.

“The most expensive and the best.”

"no problem!"

Three minutes later, Zhao Yong and Wang Kai carried a coffin out of the warehouse and explained:

"Sir, this is the most luxurious coffin in our store, a black iron coffin, priced at 780,000 yuan. Can you please finish it?"

"Whether you accept it or not, I'll try it first."

Xiao Hei waved his hand, then quickly walked forward and stepped directly into the coffin.

Zhao Yong quickly advised: "Sir, you can't just lie down in a coffin. Even if you want to, you have to listen to my introduction!"

"This coffin will close automatically once someone lies down on it. Just measure the dimensions!"

However, Xiao Hei did say disdainfully: "What? I bought something and I can't try it out. What's your attitude?"

"The customer is God. Believe it or not, I will complain to you!"

Just as Zhao Yong was about to speak, Wang Kai stopped him and said, "If you like, just go a little longer."

"snort."

Xiao Hei snorted coldly, looked towards the live broadcast room and said:

"Brothers, I bought the coffin and laid in it. Is it real enough? Actually..."

"Buzz~"

Before Xiao Hei could finish his words, a strange sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"What?"

Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, then he quickly stood up and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong push on his back, pushing Xiao Hei's head forward.

This coffin is really about to close automatically.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong grabbed the back of the coffin and frowned, “Sir, come out quickly, or you won’t be able to get out.”

"Tsk, isn't it just an electronic door?"

Seeing this, Xiao Hei was a little panicked and was about to get up, but at this moment.

“Boom!”

The beam of the funeral home suddenly broke.

It split into two from the middle, and just happened to hit the coffin without being knocked, forming a huge Z-shaped line, which prevented the house from collapsing.

Xiao Hei dodged in time and quickly retracted his legs, but the only remaining opening of the coffin was also sealed.

Seeing this scene, the rhythm in the live broadcast room changed instantly.

The netizens who had cheered before suddenly changed their expressions.

[Well done! This house collapsed at the right time! ]

[Fuck you, I told you to show off, but you dare to go to Changhong Funeral Home to cause trouble? ]

[Damn it, you really think we like a black dog like you! ]

[What's wrong with this employee? Why doesn't he let go? Fire him! ]

【……】

Netizens cheered, but Zhang Fan frowned.

This funeral home is the result of all his hard work.

"Hurry, Brother Kai, find something to hold on to!"

Zhang Fan exclaimed, and Wang Kai and Li Xiaohui quickly took action.

Five minutes later, the shelves of the funeral shop were quickly dismantled, and a few shelves barely supported the wall.

"System, please stop causing trouble. Why are you touching my store?"

Zhang Fan complained silently, then quickly walked to Zhao Yong and frowned, "How is it, can you still hold on?"

"No problem, it's just that no one can get out. We just need to wait for rescue." Zhao Yong replied.

"OK."

Zhang Fan nodded, and just as he finished speaking, the sound of flowing water was heard above his head.

The water pipe upstairs exploded.

The golden manure water flowed along the slanted beam into the coffin, filling it up in a blink of an eye.

"Fuck, what are you doing!"

Seeing this, Xiao Hei collapsed: "Call 119 and saw the coffin open... Ugh, puff! Gululu gurulu~"

"Don't move, I will ensure that you will not die." Zhao Yong said seriously.

"You, gurgle gurgle~, eat one and let me see, gurgle gurgle~"

[Ding, cross-border business is open! ]