Peerless War God in City

The air also gradually became warmer, and carried a hint of the fragrance of earth.    

Haotian, He Yu Jin had already returned to the villa, while the five hundred Hidden Dragon Guard s had already returned to the encampment.    

Haotian and Yu Jin had already changed into a white suit, looking very conspicuous like a holy god.    

Today.    

It was time for Tian Xiong to prepare the funeral for his son. The main color would be black. The people attending the funeral would be dressed in black and he would be in white!    

Looking out of the window at the roiling clouds, Haotian put his hands behind his back. A trace of melancholy could be seen in his eyes.    

This kind of scene, it should have matched with a cigarette, might have made his temperament even more depressed.    

However, Haotian didn't like smoking!    

"Where is the Tian Family funeral? Have you found out?" Haotian calmly said.    

He already knew that Tian Xiong had said that when his son was buried, he would sacrifice his flesh and blood.    

"Reporting to Military Commander, we've found it. It's in the East Mountain." Yu Jin, who was behind Haotian, bowed his head and respectfully reported.    

Three days ago.    

At the Luo Family celebration banquet.    

Haotian barged in forcefully and destroyed Tian Han's life force with a kick.    

Calculating the time, it was about time to be buried. After all, the weather in Hsingyi was slightly dry now, and if it was too slow, the meat would stink!    

"Eastmount?"    

When Haotian heard this, the corner of his mouth rose: "When is the funeral?"    

"Today's funeral shall begin in the afternoon!"    

Yu Jin said calmly without a trace of emotion.    

Haotian looked at the clouds in the sky. Suddenly, a layer of mist appeared and he gave a slight smile.    

After which, he turned around and said, "Help me to write two couplets."    

"He deserved to die once he writes it!"    

"What a waste of time to die!"    

"Also, find good paper, find good craftsmen, and decorate well."    

When Yu Jin heard this, his face froze for a moment.    

"Military Commander, what's the meaning of this?"    

When Haotian heard what Tian Xiong said, the smile on his face became even wider: "We are not being polite. Tian Xiong, you actually gave us such a big gift. Shouldn't we return the favor?"    

"In the afternoon, I want to attend Tian Han's funeral!"    

He had killed his son, yet he still had to attend his son's funeral.    

Indeed!    

This was the real Zhi Zun, the one who was superior to the other three armies, Military Commander.    

Military Commander was going to... Killing to the heart!    

When Yu Jin heard this, he immediately understood what Haotian meant. A rare demonic smile appeared on his cold face.    

"Subordinate, prepare immediately."    

Two hours later.    

Yu Jin parked his car in front of a sacrificial shop.    

"It's too boring to have a couplet. You should go buy a few wreaths. Remember, I want the best, the biggest one. When Young Master Tian was alive, it was brilliant. After he died, he should have had a good time."    

"This subordinate understands." Yu Jin smiled evilly and got out of the car.    

He understood what Haotian meant. The more high-profile they were, the more impossible it was for Tian Xiong to attack them openly at the funeral. He had to consider the honor of his dead son, but he must be very angry inside.    

This move was a killing blow to his heart!    

Haotian was sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed, resting slightly.    

At this moment.    

A pink sedan sped past Haotian and stopped in front of him.    

And then …    

A sexy woman with short hair, wearing a short skirt, was on the phone as she got out of the car.    

"Sister Nan, I understand. I'll be going right away. I've already reached the sacrificial shop. You have to wait for me to buy some wreaths, right?" The lady with short hair spoke into the phone with an unwilling expression.    

Today.    

It was the funeral of Tian Han, the son of the Tian Family of the Hsingyi Five Families. As a journalist, the president of the newspaper wanted her to attend it.    

She was only a reporter, so how could she understand this? Furthermore, this task was assigned on a temporary basis, but she simply didn't have the chance to refuse or do her homework.