Chapter 1232

In front of a collapsed building in Durango, workers are busy building a strange shed.

Unlike Mexican style architecture, the whole shed is built with black yarn. Beside the shed, there are many paper cars, horses and attics.

"What is this? Is a shopping mall going to open? "

"It's not like shopping malls. Looking at these paper models, they have a bit of oriental charm. I think it's probably the paper-cut art from the ancient East. "

"Yes, it is. I'm going to buy some with you and put them at home! It must be very chic to decorate the living room with these things! "

The citizens of Durango, who passed by, were talking. They wandered in front of the models, such as the paper binding villain and the chariot and horse, and gave out a sound of praise from time to time.

But these admiration did not last long, it was broken by a knowledgeable Chinese immigrant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these things are not handicrafts for you to display at home! These things are used as funerary objects in China. Only the dead can use them. Of course, if you don't worry about this custom, you can buy one to go home. "

Hearing this, the citizens of Durango, who just said they would take it back to their homes, suddenly turned pale as if they had eaten flies.

"Who is so wicked? How can you put these things here! How unlucky Someone cursed.

"Bad luck? Why don't you say bad luck when drug dealers shoot innocent people here? We're having a funeral here, and you're saying bad luck? " The Chinese workers at work immediately retorted.

This choked a group of citizens of Durango speechless.

At this time, they remembered that there was a shooting not long ago, and the dead was a Chinese.

It's just that it's so common in Mexico that they don't even think about it.

However, is it popular to hold funerals in places of death in China? Isn't it supposed to be in a cemetery or at home?

No one has answered the doubts of the citizens of Durango. The workers are working overtime to build a memorial hall.

The deadline Wang Yong gave them was just around the corner. They had to finish the construction before 10 a.m.

Time flies by. At ten o'clock, the last worker wipes his sweat and stops his hands.

The memorial hall has been built. This huge memorial hall, which is comparable to a small stadium, is the only one they have ever seen. When they received Wang Yong's strange request, they were still wondering whose funeral would use such a large funeral hall.

Until later, Wang Yong's words not only explained the reason, but also made them shudder.

Wang Yong said: "today there will be many living and dead drug dealers here. Naturally, the Lingtang will be larger. And the bigger the better, because the dead will occupy a larger area. "

"There's something else." The leading worker looked at Lingtang and frowned.

But looking around, I didn't see what was missing.

"Done?" At this time, Wang Yong suddenly appeared behind the leading workers.

"Well, I always feel that something is missing... What is missing?" The leading worker pondered hard.

Wang Yong glanced and walked forward. He picked up a brush beside the table and wrote 16 words on the accounts on both sides of the hall.

"The sound and the appearance are just there, and the spirit is everlasting."

"Merciful face is gone, wind wood and compassion."

"Yes! It's the absence of elegiac couplets! Mr. Wang's elegy is the finishing touch The leader clapped his hands and said.

Wang Yong ignored the flattery of the leading workers, but stepped back a few steps, looked and nodded.

These 16 words are the best description of Mr. Chen.

"Put all those futons in place." Wang Yong pointed to the next pile of dozens of futons, said.

"Oh, good!" The leader worker agreed simply, and immediately called his men to put it.

But when he saw the names written on the futon, he was stunned on the spot, and his brows jumped.

"Erera."

"Garcia."

"DIAS."

"Flores."

……

One name after another, shocking, without exception, are all the names of Mexican drug lords!

"What?! How does that Futon say the name of that ferocious fellow, erera? "

"Not only Herrera, but also Garcia!"

"I saw it, too! And Otis and Molina! God, they're all the drug lords in Mexico! What do these Chinese want to do? "

All the citizens of Durango were petrified, and the noisy scene became audible.

People have a hunch that there may be a big storm brewing here.

In the crowd, a police officer quietly called the sheriff.

When all the futons were put out and the names were clearly displayed in front of everyone, the local police chief of Durango and a government official rushed to the scene.

When they saw the names, the whole face became very ugly.

"Teacher Wang Yong! Your behavior is very dangerous. As a law enforcement officer of Durango, it is necessary to remind you not to try to provoke any conflict! " The police chief walked up to Wang Yong and warned.

Police chief Wang yongchong said with a smile, "which law in your country forbids putting futons with names on them?"

"You..." the sheriff stopped.

Some government officials were discontented and said, "Mr. Wang Yong, don't play word games with us. Although we know that your behavior is sensationalism, we have to remind you that the owners of these names are not very good tempered, and you need to bear the consequences for this. "

Wang Yong smile: "sensationalism? Oh, you don't think these people will show up, do you? It doesn't matter. There are seats over there. You can sit down and wait. If one of them doesn't show up, I'll apologize to you. "

"Oh, yes. Dead bodies count

"..." Sergeant Durango and the government officials looked at each other and saw a look of fear in each other's eyes.

When the onlookers heard this conversation, their mentality of avoiding it changed.

All of a sudden, they want to see if these famous drug lords in Mexico will come or not. Even in the face of death.

Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick. The funeral hall was gradually completed, and the photos of Chen Zhixing and the wreaths and elegiac couplets sent by some Chinese were also placed in the hall.

Wang Yong moved a bench and sat quietly at the entrance of the hall. It was like a wake for Chen Zhixing and a soldier waiting for his call to go to the battlefield at any time.

Sergeant Durango and the government officials were sitting on one side uneasily, beating in their hearts.

They're terrified. They're really afraid of these notorious drug dealers coming here. At that time, I'm afraid the whole Durango will become a battlefield filled with gunpowder.

From ten o'clock to eleven o'clock, and from eleven o'clock to twelve o'clock, the sergeant and the important officer looked at their watch, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's 12 o'clock. Obviously no one will come.

"Mr. Wang Yong, three hours have passed. It seems that no one has come! You're not trying to impress people. What is it? " Government officials can finally straighten up and say this.

Wang Yong glanced at a government official. Just as he wanted to speak, he heard a commotion from the crowd.

Looking around, we can see a motorcade coming at a high speed. The people in the motorcade were all armed and arrogant.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way The motorcade rushed to the front of Lingtang.

Almost knocked over the hall.

Obviously, the driver did it on purpose.

The door opened and several drug dealers came down.

They are all famous drug lords in the cities around Durango. They rarely travel together and come to a place.

When Sergeant Durango and government officials saw these people, they suddenly felt a thump in their hearts and bitter in their mouths.

What a crow's mouth! What are you afraid of!

"What about Wang Yong? Get out of here! Damn it, after eating bear's heart and leopard's gall, we asked us to offer our condolence to an old man! Bah, we don't know who we are! Today we come, not to give you face, is to sweep your face! Do it for me A drug lord is bossing me.

Then a group of drug dealers jumped out of the car and wanted to demolish the hall.

Wang Yong was indifferent and looked at these vicious drug dealers with a sneer.

"Three, two, one!"

Wang Yongmo counted the steps of a drug dealer who rushed to the front. When the drug dealer stepped into the hall with one foot, suddenly a cold shot rang out.

Bang!

The drug dealer's head exploded and he fell to the ground.

"Ah The crowd screamed and ran around.

And a group of drug dealers were scared to fall on the ground, pale.

"Ambush! Wang Yong, I didn't expect you to be such a mean person! " The tone of the former drug lords has changed.

"Mean? I'm sorry. I always like to go straight. For example, if I say I want to kill you, I will kill you... "Wang Yong said, waving his hand.

All of a sudden, a sniper light lit up on the forehead of several drug lords.

"You... Don't mess around! You have something to say. " A second ago, the most arrogant drug lord was sweating and in a hurry.

Wang Yong said with a smile: "of course, I won't mess around. After all, memorial service always needs several living people to decorate the scene. You're lucky. Although you're here to blow the show, you're here at last. As for those who don't even want to come, it's a bit miserable. "

Wang Yong said. He took a remote control out of his pocket and pressed it.

Then people noticed that there was a screen in the hall.

As Wang Yong presses, the screen lights up and flashes.

It's a soldier with a crazy make-up on his face.

"It's time to start." Wang Yongdao.

The soldier on the screen makes an OK gesture, and then the picture begins to shake. But the soldier was running.

There was an endless stream of footfalls around. It was obvious that there was not only one soldier, but many.

"What is this for?" Not only the drug lords were puzzled, but also the police chief and government officials at the scene were puzzled.

"The house of Flores!" A drug lord suddenly cried out.

He recognized the building in the picture.

"What? These people want to raid Flores? " Everyone's face has changed.

Dada, dada, boom

The sound of bullets and bombs exploding came out from the screen, and the picture kept shaking, but people still saw bloody scenes from it.

That's a picture of Flores' men being shot one after another.

A moment later, the soldier who greets Wang Yong reappears in the camera and raises a corpse in his hand.

"Flores!" No matter the drug lords, the police sergeants or the people at the scene, they were all stunned by lightning.