After Zhang Fan mentioned the name of the Security Bureau, the other party's expression immediately changed, and they smiled and welcomed Zhang Fan in.

His actions successfully made Zhang Fan lose all interest in him.

He doesn't dare to confront head-on and is afraid of the Security Bureau. This shows that there is something wrong with his brain and he is most likely not suitable for the mission.

"Please lead the way."

"Come on, big brother, please come this way."

Under the guidance of the Face-Changing Brother, Zhang Fan walked around the crowd and came to a unique homeless old man.

Compared with the dirtiness and messiness of other people, this person is extremely clean.

At least I washed my face this morning.

"Boss, someone is looking for you. I brought him here." Brother Changing Face reported in a low voice.

"oh?"

"Looking for me?"

The old man looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Young man, what do you want from me?"

"I want to find my brother and ask him something."

Zhang Fan got straight to the point and said, "Is there anyone with a mental disorder in our gang? I'm the director of the neurology department. This time I came here to help those in need for free.

Or... has anyone died of starvation or disease recently?"

The old man didn't say anything, but slowly raised a finger and then closed his eyes.

"one?"

Zhang Fan was puzzled and asked, "Brother, are you telling me there is such a person?"

The old man shook his head and did not answer. The face-changing man beside him quickly explained:

"Brother, you don't know that our leader can answer anything, but you have to give him some benefits first?"

"What benefits?" Zhang Fan asked.

Brother Bian Lian also raised a finger and explained: "One bottle of Taizi, one pack of Huazi, and one beggar chicken. This is the rule of our gang leader."

"What?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little surprised.

Let’s say you are homeless, why are you still eating so expensively?

Wouldn’t it be better to spend some money to buy bread and steamed buns?

You even drank to the point of being drunk.

"If we don't have a platform, will Niulanshan work?"

Zhang Fan blurted out, and the old man agreed decisively: "No problem."

"That's very straightforward. Brother is indeed a man of temperament."

Zhang Fan was amused to see that the other party agreed so readily.

It just so happened that I was preparing to deal with the hearse incident recently and had some cash on hand.

He casually took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the Face-Changing Brother beside him.

"Brother, thank you for making the trip. The rest will be your errand fee."

Looking at the banknotes in Zhang Fan's hand, Face-changing Brother was a little hesitant.

No, man, is there any left?

Who are you insulting!

Although I am a beggar, it’s not that I haven’t spent money before!

You are quite generous. Give me the rest as errand fee.

"Hey, hey, go quickly and come back soon, I'll give you a chicken butt when I come back!"

At this time, the old man's voice sounded slowly, and Brother Face-changing suddenly looked delighted.

"Boss, I'll be right back!"

After taking the money from Zhang Fan, Face-changing Brother turned around and left without any hesitation.

"Good fellow... you were bribed by a chicken's ass?"

Zhang Fan smiled, looked at the old man and asked:

"Brother, can you answer my question now?"

"certainly."

The old man nodded, then he somersaulted and slowly stood in front of Zhang Fan.

"Brother, I have practiced before!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was also a little surprised.

Could it be that there is a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden under this overpass?

“You’re born with it.”

The old man waved his hand calmly and walked into the mud. "Follow me."

After Zhang Fan caught up with him, the old man explained as he walked:

"A few days ago, three of my brothers died of illness. I don't know what disease they had. I heard it was cancer. They were afraid of delaying their families, so they formed a group and came out to hang out with me."

"I didn't know how to help my brother with his funeral, and I didn't expect it to rain heavily yesterday, which made my two brothers suffer."

"Cancer? This disease is really hard to cure."

Zhang Fan nodded and said, "I have a friend who is the owner of Changhong Funeral Company. Don't worry, I will make sure all the funeral arrangements for the three of them are complete."

"Thank you so much."

The old man showed gratitude and asked, "What's your name, little brother?"

"My name is Zhang Fan, you can just call me Xiao Zhang." Zhang Fan asked back, "Brother, what about you?"

"I?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said calmly: "I don't have a name. I only know that my last name is Hong and I am the seventh child in my family."

"Um?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "So, everyone calls you... Hong Qigong?"

“No.” The old man shook his head and said, “When I was in the underworld, everyone called me Seventh Master. Now… I’ve been swept away.”

"Didn't you just say outside that you have a friend who is the director of the Security Bureau? If you have time, you can ask around. He should have heard of me."

"Seventh Master...Seventh Master, okay, I'll ask when I have time."

Zhang Fan nodded slowly. He didn't expect that he would run into a gang leader during a casual trip.

Some people are born to be the boss.

He was just swept away, and within two years he became the leader of the Beggars' Sect. That's something.

To be honest, it is much more difficult to sort out a group of homeless people than to deal with some black people.

To survive in society, you need background and strength.

But under the overpass, we are all little scoundrels, so who’s afraid of who?

Under such circumstances, it is miraculous that Qi Ye could become a gang leader.

While talking, the two of them had already walked to the corner.

"Xiao Zhang, these are my three brothers."

Zhang Fan followed Qi Ye's gaze.

Three cold corpses were neatly placed in the corner, covered with a few pieces of waste paper.

"Boss, I bought the roast chicken!"

At this moment, the Face-Changing Brother who had gone shopping earlier shouted from a distance and rushed behind the two of them in a few steps.

A bottle of Niulanshan, a pack of Zhonghua, and a bag of vacuum-packed beggar chicken.

"Fast food?"

Zhang Fan asked in confusion: "Brother, you bought a fast food like this, don't you have enough money?"

"Brother, you don't know, this is our rule." Brother Face-changing shook his head.

"Rules, what kind of rules are these? We are not even allowed to eat something hot?" Zhang Fan looked at Qi Ye with some confusion.

"My rules are rules."

Qi Ye responded indifferently, and then took the shopping bag from Brother Bending Face.

He first tore open the packaging of the beggar's chicken and placed it in front of the corpse.

Then he opened the cigarette box, counted out the cigarettes, and put them in groups of three. After lighting them all, he stuck them one by one into the soil in front of the corpse.

Finally, Master Qi opened the cowshed and slowly poured the water on the ground.

"Xiao Zhang, you don't know that people leave under this overpass every now and then."

"The reason I buy vegetarian food is to make it easier to store. After all, it's not every day that someone comes to me for help."

"I usually save what I need and leave it for the brothers who leave first."

"So that's how it is. Master Qi is really chivalrous."

Zhang Fan suddenly realized, no wonder there was a gang leader appearing under this overpass.

Now that you're out wandering, who cares whether you can live to see that day?

Having someone to take care of their affairs after their death, even if it is rough, is better than having no one to take care of them.

Wait...that's not right!

Just as Qi Ye squatted down and was about to say something to his dead brothers, Zhang Fan suddenly realized a very serious problem.

He came here today to look for the dead souls that had not been sent away.

It was so hard to find it, but now it’s being sent away in front of me. Isn’t it a waste of time to come here?

Moreover, today Zhang Fan also received a push message from Changhong APP, saying that it was taboo to bury the dead today.

It rained heavily yesterday, and it was dark under the overpass for a long time, plus there were a bunch of homeless people looking weak.

In this situation, attending a funeral is like having good intentions but resulting in bad consequences.

South City has been haunted frequently recently, so it’s better not to do this.

Besides, it’s the same whether I give it or you give it.

Not only can I complete the task, but I can also help your brother to have a grand celebration. So let me do it.

Coming back to his senses, Zhang Fan quickly moved and kicked the cigarette stuck in the ground away.

This kick stunned Master Qi and Brother Bian Lian.

After a moment of hesitation, both of them looked very different.

The Seventh Master's face was extremely gloomy, and the Face Changing Brother immediately shouted:

"Brothers, there's trouble! Come here!"