Chapter 663: : funeral

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Guan Peer finally understood the truth.

Don't mess with rich people with corporate backgrounds.

Lao Zhang understood this truth, so he only dared to bully Lao Li, because the latter wanted face, and would not really offer a reward like Tang Dao, and he didn't want to have any unclear relationship with Dao, so Lao Zhang became Zhang Zong, of course, later became Zhang.

But Tang Dao won't play tricks with you, just kill you!

He doesn't care about his black background at all. No, it should be said that some associations are willing to work for him, which makes it difficult for Guan Tong to live in Paris. He wants to go to Greece on an ocean-going freighter, and then hide outside for a while. But the pier is full of people from associations, Guan Tong has no choice but to sneak into the slums first.

I don't believe it, can such a big Paris still be discovered?

Pulling off the baseball cap, the whole person lowered his head, carrying a bag in his hand, and the wind was blowing under his feet. He was very cautious, and whenever there was a turbulence, he would run away like a fool. Standing on both sides of the road, half-grown blacks, dressed in leaks, looked at him Looking up and down, his eyes finally fixed on the schoolbag.

Greedy eyes!

Guan Qi is not an idiot, he can live for such a long time, all because of his caution and viciousness, seeing these half-grown blacks have "ideas", he just opened the corner of his windbreaker to reveal the pistol inside, these gangsters Zai stopped in his tracks all of a sudden, his face full of caution and panic, and then he scattered in a hurry.

In the slums, you must not think that these people are safe, because they are poor, they become ferocious!

He found a small hotel, and under the guidance of a black proprietress, he walked into a room. It was very crowded, only about a few square meters, and there was only one bed. He gave the other party 10 francs to let the other party not disturb him. Qian's black lady boss was so happy that she even asked Guan if she needed her services.

"My business is very good, sir." The black proprietress showed her teeth and smiled provocatively.

What greeted her was Guan Peer's closing of the door.

The proprietress cursed in a low voice, seeing the francs, she smiled happily, this is meeting a rich man.

Guan Qiu carefully put the bag under the bed, sat on the bed, didn't even open the door, lit the cigarette, and smoked it carefully, the light of the cigarette flickered in the dark night, and just sat there for ten minutes. For a few minutes, he was thinking about countermeasures, frowned, threw the cigarette **** on the ground, stood up, went downstairs, stood at the stairs and asked the proprietress, "Is there a phone call?"

"Turn left outside and there is one 30 meters away." The proprietress said.

Guan Qi frowned. He was worried that there was so much money on it. There were many eyes watching him in the slums. As long as he went out, the things would be gone when he came back. After thinking about it, he went back and took the bag. Just as he was about to go downstairs, he saw a few little black boys whom he saw at the intersection pointing at him, very blatantly, Guan Tong was suspicious, and suddenly turned around and ran away!

"Fack!"

A few gangsters came out from the side alley, and when they saw him running, they immediately understood that the other party had spotted him, yelled, and chased after him.

There are the most associations in the slums, and these few belong to: "Binney Club" African-American associations used to form groups. The arrest warrants have been issued, and Guan Peng thinks he can not be found?

He was not familiar with this place, so he ran in a panic with money, but he didn't know that others were like flying a kite like this. After running for more than half an hour, he was finally blocked in an alley.

"Don't come here!" Guan Qi took out a pistol and pointed at them viciously, "Otherwise, I'll kill you and get out of here!"

Crash.

The seven or eight blacks blocking the entrance of the alley held weapons in their hands. In addition to pistols, they also had short-range rifles and automatic rifles. With this firepower, Guan Chuan was directly persuaded. If he didn’t want to be beaten into a sieve, he had no choice but to surrender, " I'll give you all the money and let me go." He still didn't give up and threw the bag on the ground, pointing and saying.

"I caught you, the money is also ours, and we can still get a commission."

Grass!

Who says black people are stupid?

Guan Qi was not reconciled, and raised his gun to fight back, but his leg was broken by a shuttle, and he lay on the ground screaming.

"Tie him up."

The news of Guan Chuan's arrest was reported to Tang Dao overnight.

In the villa, the lights are on. According to Tang Dao, Danielle is afraid of the night. Even if she sleeps every night, she shrinks into the quilt. An orphan who has been abandoned for a long time enjoys any light, just like Danielle is The light in Tang Dao's life is the same, but the light will eventually go out.

Surrounded by dolls and flowers.

"Fill them into the sea." Tang Dao was too lazy to see Guan Cai again, a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he did everything he could to avenge Danielle. "Tomorrow, let's go to the funeral, find a few people to help the spirit, and count me in."

Old Robert nodded, looked at Danielle's portrait, and sighed deeply, then took off his glasses and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Maybe…

Adoption was a mistake in the first place, even if she lived the life of a princess for a while, her life was gone. If Danielle hadn't been adopted, she would definitely not be able to attend a noble school, and she would not have been killed by mistake.

Everything is fate!

Old Robert is also heartbroken with Tang Dao. Danielle will be with him even longer than Tang Dao. He used to send Danielle to school, but now... life is always so fragile, even if it is Tang Dao Dao, who has billions of dollars in assets, is in the end, in the face of life, is also weak, and it is the first time for old Robert to see his boss cry.

The two stood in the mourning hall, silent.

…

the next day.

The sky in Paris was overcast, and it was slowly raining lightly.

In front of the villa, men in black suits were already standing, with a white flower pinned to their chests. They stood solemnly without saying a word to each other. In the house, besides Tang Dao, there was Zi Geli, the fraternity who helped the spirit. Gao Li, the president of the French company Mi Jianping, the president of the Eastern European company Leona, the president of the African company Mister, and a representative of the Boston consortium and a representative of the orphanage where Danielle used to work together to help the spirit.

Tang Dao helped the coffin out with a calm expression. The younger brothers outside hurriedly supported the umbrellas, and then the people on both sides bowed their heads in silence~www.wuxiaspot.com~Standing on the steps, looking outside, there were probably scattered There were more than 500 people, and there was a police car parked not far away. They were afraid that something might go wrong. With so many club members, especially in this kind of villa area, everyone would be worried.

Six people helped the coffin into the hearse, sat in the back, and headed towards the funeral home.

This has attracted a lot of people's attention.

Everyone knows that the murder of the adopted daughter of a super-rich man and the murderer's high reward is something that is talked about in places like Paris.

But for the judiciary headed by Maxwell, it seems to be mocking their incompetence.

Because they knew that the third and fourth children were taken away by the community members first, and the local bureau chief went to ask for them, but the reason was that they fell into the shark tank and were eaten by sharks. If you don’t believe it, you can give the shark belly Peel it open and see what's in the stomach, it's certainly not convincing, it's murder!

But associations like the fraternity are not punks, they also have lawyers, okay?

If you are not happy, call a lawyer. If you have something to tell the lawyer, the mouth of the French man is crooked, and he is even more unhappy with Tang Dao.