My Super Black Technology Empire

The following Wang Fugui, Cai Kun, and Tang Xue knew about this, and they were also very angry for a while.

Moreover, Tang Xue, who has never spoken much, is also directly spit out fragrance by the girl of Zu'an.

Soon the car drove into Nanshan Airport, and under the leadership of several staff members, Ye Fan's Rolls-Royce drove into the cargo hold of the private jet.

After three minutes, he quickly applied for a flight route and flew towards the southern border.

....

In the hall of a relevant department in Southern Xinjiang.

"Crack!" A middle-aged man slapped the table directly with an angry expression.

"I've always told you to shoot when it's time to shoot, don't turn a blind eye, don't let any of those troublesome people catch, but what about you? Ah!

What kind of village elders are you thinking about? ! Now there is a fucking problem, you and I are ready to wash your body and go in and squat! ' the middle-aged man growled at a young man standing in front of him.

"Leader, what's the matter?" The young man wiped the spit on his face, and said in fear.

"Did there be a murder case in your jurisdiction last night? Did you just close the case without checking your identity? Did you tell me?!" the middle-aged man shouted loudly.

"I don't have it. We have been checking her identity, but it was originally parked at the city funeral home, and was robbed by those swindlers..." The young man said aggrieved.

"Am I raising so many of you for dry food?! Can't even see how many old men and women?! Waste! Now you don't have to check, I'll tell you who she is!"

"Who is she?" The young man was also about to collapse at this time. Hearing his leader's words, the other party seemed to have a great background.

"The daughter of Sunan Yongheng Pharmaceutical Company! Sunan is far from here. Even if they are big companies, they can't control our side, but you should know about Datang Technology, right? Ye Fan, you should know?"

"Clearly, that woman can't be..." The expression on the young man's face was frozen in an instant, and he opened his mouth with an ugly expression.

"It's said that it was someone's first love... Sigh, they've already driven a special plane here, and they'll get off the plane later, it's too late to say anything now,

He can talk directly to the top management,

Moreover, the high-level executives were furious. Also, the Prime Minister will come tonight, not to mention our mayor, even if it is the mayor's immediate boss,

Then you have to follow bad luck, you and I can no longer control this matter, wait for death. "The middle-aged man sat weakly on the seat, looking at the ceiling decadently.

"Mr. Li will also come in person? This..." The young man also stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to do for a while.

You must know that the economy in southern Xinjiang is backward and not very developed. Especially in this small county, generally speaking, even the mayor has not been here a few times, let alone the big men above.

However, this time, the Prime Minister actually came to their small county town in person, so this can show that this matter is definitely a big deal.

They're all going to be screwed.

"I'll send someone over right away..."

"People don't trust us anymore, aren't you causing trouble in the past?! We'd better stay put, I don't want any more trouble." The middle-aged man rubbed his forehead and said.

"No, I mean, I know Wang Laojiu's whereabouts, and I'll take someone to arrest him now."

"Do you know where he is?"

"I know!" The young man said affirmatively.

"Then why don't you hurry up! Don't, I'll go with you! I'm from Malegofi, I have to kick this beast a few times!" The middle-aged man followed the young man and quickly left the office.

....

After getting off the nearest airport, Wang Fugui drove his car towards the last place where Yuan Hua's signal disappeared.

According to the instructions of the origin, there is a vast mountain over there, driving all the way from the city to there, is a place called Shiren Village. When we got there, the sky had turned dark.

Because Yuan Hua was not found and he was unfamiliar with the road conditions in the village, Ye Fan, Wang Fugui and others walked to the interior.

This is already a mountainous area in the mountains. Because of the latitude, the temperature here is very low compared to Jiangcheng, which is located in the subtropics.

Just as Ye Fan walked into the village, he realized that it was really too lively.

This village is named after several ancient stone figures were unearthed in the past. However, this is completely different from a poor mountain village in the traditional sense. In fact, most of the villages are two-story buildings or three-story buildings. building.

So the living conditions here are not bad, but in any case, the village is still so lively in the evening, it must be abnormal.

"Have you brought a gun?" Ye Fan asked Wang Fugui, who nodded.

Ye Fan went to Wang Fugui to get a Glock, pinned it on his lower waist, covered it with clothes, and started to walk into the village entrance.

After the four of them walked a distance, they came to an empty field in the center of the village, and this was the lively central area.

"What are they doing?" Tang Xue looked at the crowd and asked inexplicably.

"Funeral." Ye Fan said these two words with a gloomy face.

Crowds in white gauze, bands playing suona, gongs and drums, and a large circle of villagers watching the lively nearby.

Some children are still walking through it, running around, which is a typical rural funeral scene.

Ye Fan also frowned at this time. The funeral in the countryside has its own process, and the running water table is indispensable. From the normal point of view, the guests coming and going, except for the children, have more or less faces on their faces. With a little sadness.

Of course, you can be less sad, but you don't have to be so happy, right?

Ye Fan saw many young men standing there chatting and laughing, and there were also women knitting sweaters and chatting and laughing. This scene was not like a funeral at all, but more like a kiss.

Is it mourning?

The so-called happy mourning means that the deceased has both blessings and longevity.

Although such a funeral can be done as a happy event, the family members need not be too sad.

At this time, there was a person tied to the telephone pole in the outer ring. It seemed that he had fallen into a coma, and his clothes were messy and his face was full of scars.

"Put him down." Ye Fan spoke to Wang Fugui and Cai Kun, and soon the two walked over.

"Who are you from him?! This person made trouble many times during the funeral today, and he missed the auspicious time. You have to compensate!" An old man walked over with a cane and three or four young guys.