His eyes turned and he saw Chen Jingang in camouflage training uniform. He had sunglasses on his face and exuded a terrifying aura that kept strangers away. The scar from his left ear to the left corner of his eye was especially clear.
Wu Qiao stood there in a daze, and saw Chen Jingang coming over, grabbing his wrist, and looking at the people around him with an evil tone.
"Death is the greatest thing. It's not good for you to make trouble like this."
Although they said a few casual words, one could still feel the hostility coming from the other person.
"Get out of here!"
"Who are you? Why should we leave just because you say so?"
I don’t know who was behind the crowd, but someone shouted tremblingly.
But just as the voice fell, Chen Jingang rushed out and kicked the man directly, and immediately there were bursts of painful wails in the mourning hall.
"Anyone else want to try it? You don't have to leave, I don't mind giving you a ride!"
His eyes swept around coldly, and when the others saw this, they naturally didn't dare to move forward because they were afraid of death.
Wu Zhiren, however, replied with a deflated voice, "Hmph, Wu Qiao, remember, I'll settle the score with you sooner or later."
Then he took his people and hurried away, supporting those who were injured.
A few minutes later, only Wu Qiao's mother, brother, grandparents, uncle and aunt were left in the mourning hall.
They stood on one side, looking at Chen Jingang cautiously.
Although I don't know the other party's background, but judging from the way he just extended his hand, it's better for me to say less as I know how to adapt to the times.
Only then did Chen Jingang suppress his anger, lowered his eyes, and pinched Wu Qiao's wrist hard.
"Ah...what are you doing? It hurts so much!"
Staring at her slightly red and swollen wrist, Wu Qiao pursed her lips and looked at the man beside her with tears in her eyes. Her extremely aggrieved look made Chen Jingang's heart tremble slightly, and then he let go of her hand.
"Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet!"
Through his sunglasses, Chen Jingang glanced at Wu Qiao sharply, then pulled him to the front of the mourning hall to burn incense for the deceased.
Looking at the black and white photo, Chen Jingang took off his sunglasses, straightened his back and saluted the other person before dragging him out of the mourning hall.
Wu Qiao kept his head down and only took a few sneak peeks. In fact, even without looking, he knew that Chen Jingang was probably angry.
Last night... was a bit too inhumane, scratching the face, and this morning it was even more excessive, taking someone's wallet and running away.
"You're quite quick. You took my money. Tell me how you're going to compensate me."
In fact, although he deliberately let the other party run away in the morning, he felt uncomfortable for a while. He asked his companions to investigate Wu Qiao as quickly as possible, and only then did he know that today was the day of her father's funeral.
Fearing that something might happen, I rushed over, but unexpectedly an accident really happened.
After hearing what the other party said, Wu Qiao lowered his head and twisted his hands together nervously.
At this time, Wu Qiao's mother Jiang Rong and brother Wu Wei walked out of the mourning hall.
"Qiao'er, what is this?"
Seeing his mother coming out, Wu Qiao quickly raised his head, walked to her side, and chuckled twice, "Mom, well, we are friends, um... friends."
"Auntie, hello, your daughter was with me last night... um..."
Wu Qiao quickly jumped up and covered Chen Jingang's mouth, then pulled him aside, his little face flushed with anxiety.
"Don't talk nonsense, my mother is not in good health."
The sound was like the buzzing of a mosquito, without any of the arrogance that he had in the morning when he stole his wallet and ran away.
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