Chapter 2 Delivered!!!

Take's funeral ceremony was selected to be held in Taipei City's No. 1 Funeral Home.

The funeral was officially held at 8 a.m., Hou Wenjun walked in front and opened the way with the portrait of taking, followed by a hearse carrying a take coffin. Looking back, he could see the sea of ​​black people with no heads.

The old saying goes, there are thousands of people all over the mountains and boundless people. Today, the funeral team is not only the brothers at Take Hall and more than a thousand people transferred from Hong Kong by Hou Wenjun, but also the other shareholders of the electric entertainment company, as well as the gang members who want to apply to join the electric entertainment industry, the gang members or the big guys who have good personal relationships with Take and the neighbors in Mengshu. The funeral team of nearly 20,000 people immediately blocked the entire road after coming out of Wanda Road.

"Hello, everyone, I am Ling Xiao, an intern reporter of the State Television Station. Now I am on Wanda Road to report on you. Today is the day for a funeral by a brother named Kotoo. We can see through the camera that there are more than 20,000 people in front of me. These people walked rampantly into the middle of the road, which has seriously blocked traffic. I can't help but want to ask our government why so many gangsters dare to stand on the street so openly after the Qing Dynasty project to see the so-called Kotooooo. "A beautiful reporter on the street was doing a live report with a cameraman.

In front of Wanhua Railway Station

"Afan, welcome you to come back for vacation." Siyan smiled and hugged his friend Afan.

Lu Dianfan was also very happy. He was liberated this month and did not have to be on duty or suffer every day. Suddenly, Lu Dianfan discovered that the road heading north on Wanhua Avenue in front of Wanhua Railway Station had been cleared.

Lu Dianfan patted his friend's shoulder and said, "Four Eyes, President Chiang is going on a tour again today?" He said and pointed to Wanhua Avenue.

Siyan shook her head and said, "How did I know? Every time I come out, I have to close the road. I really can't stand this old man."

Lu Dianfan smiled and was about to say something, but with sharp eyes, he found a black car on the corner of Wanhua Avenue opposite. Lu Dianfan smiled and said to Siyan, "Come on, after he gets over, we can take a taxi home. But why is the old man's car getting slower and slower? I, Siyan, look at it."

When the four eyes looked at the opposite side, they took a cold breath. The car in front was actually a hearse, which was nothing. The key was that the funeral procession behind them had no heads after coming out of the intersection in front. They were all black-clothed funeral staff.

Siyan looked at the funeral procession in front of him and said loudly to Lu Dianfan, "I understand. I heard that there is a scapula and horned head hanging. Today is the one who came to his funeral."

Lu Dianfan looked at the crowd in front of him and couldn't help but say, "This is too exaggerated. I haven't seen the head yet. Has everyone from Taipei City come?"

Zhou Chao first stood in the funeral procession and followed his elder brother. He knew that today's funeral procession was organized by this Aberdeen named Hou Wenjun. Those who didn't know thought it was taking face, but those who knew it knew it was Hou Wenjun showing his energy.

Zhou Chao first listened to his elder brother's words. After a while, there were many Hong Kong gangs coming to pay tribute. South Korea and Japan would also come. What always wanted was that Vice President Li, the government, would also be present. Of course, the reason why his elder brother told him the process was to restrain his younger brothers from not having any problems and losing face to Taiwan.

After nearly an hour of walking, the funeral procession finally arrived outside the Taipei First Funeral Home. The nearly 20,000-person team had already paralyzed half of the Taipei City traffic in just one hour.

"A guest is here..." Hou Wenjun stood in front of the mourning hall and shook hands with guests from all walks of life. From the beginning of entering the mourning hall, Hou Wenjun came without rushing to rest for a minute, and guests from all directions arrived one after another to start burning incense.

"A guest arrived, Hongxing Enterprise in Hong Kong was present, and the priest Jiang Tiansheng." Listening to the emcee's words, Hou Wenjun looked at Jiang Tiansheng and then patted Jiang Tiansheng who came over to answer the gift and said, "Jiang Sheng, I'm interested."

Jiang Tiansheng held Hou Wenjun's hand and said, "Jie Ai." He said in a low voice and leaned into Hou Wenjun's ear and said, "Ajun, please arrange it later when the fourth uncle is here." This is Jiang Tiansheng's desire to approach the fourth uncle through Hou Wenjun's relationship. This is not only a funeral but also a social stage.

After seeing Hou Wenjun nodding, Jiang Tiansheng took the eight hall masters back down. He knew that there were still many people standing behind him to perform on stage.

"After a guest arrives, the Taiwanese Sanlian Enterprises arrives, and the main priest Lei Gong." After Jiang Tiansheng retreated, Hong Xing, as the last incense club in Hong Kong, was finished. Lei Gong, the Taiwanese Sanlian Gang, was the representative of Taiwan's local government, then went on stage.

"Ajun, you did a good job this time, so you can feel at ease." Lei Gong gently shook Hou Wenjun's hand and continued in a low voice, "I heard that Vice President Li will be there later? I wonder if you can arrange it for me?" Everyone has their own goals. It is obvious that Jiang Tiansheng has a fancy to the tycoons from Hong Kong, and Lei Gong is fond of Taiwanese politicians.

Hou Wenjun glanced at the Lei Gong in front of him and whispered, "How can I not arrange your boss Lei's affairs? It depends on the specific situation later."

After Lei Gong left, people from other gangs in Taiwan continued to burn incense until Zhang Dingkun brought Zhou Chaoxian and others to come up. After the sacrifice, Zhang Dingkun also whispered to Hou Wenjun, "Ajun, you have a heart. You come to support the field, and our brothers in Shilin District are convinced."

Hou Wenjun glanced at Zhou Chao in the front row of the crowd and whispered to Zhang Dingkun, "Brother Zhang, I will trouble you when I have my business in Shilin Night Market in the future." Hou Wenjun wanted to open his copy factory to Taiwan. Shilin Night Market is a market that must be entered. Three days ago, he was not that free and simply went to the night market.

Zhang Dingkun patted Hou Wenjun's arm and stepped back. On the way to the venue, he looked at Zhou Chaoxian beside him and said, "Do you have a holiday with Hou Wenjun?" He also noticed the look of Hou Wenjun's eyes aiming at Zhou Chaoxian.

Zhou Chao nodded first without saying a word. Seeing this, Zhang Dingkun continued, "Don't mess with him, he can't afford to mess with him." After that, he sat directly in the arranged seat.

The ending of the Taiwanese gang is Long Da from the Black Dragon Club, which Hou Wenjun deliberately arranged. Looking at Long Da who came forward to answer the gift, Hou Wenjun whispered, "Brother Long, Sanmu has been caught. I wonder if Brother Long is interested in seeing what Sanmu will happen?"

After looking at today's scene, Longda smiled unnaturally and said, "Forget it, just arrange for him to accompany him to take on the road. Ajun, you are intent."

Hou Wenjun looked at Long Da's back and shook his head. No matter whether Long Da was involved or not, what role did the other three gangs play behind their backs, these people will be his opponents in the future, and they are all the goals he wants to eliminate one by one, not for taking but for his own overlord path. He will never believe that these people will give up such a big piece of fat as electric entertainment.

Hou Wenjun looked at the visitor behind and calmed down. He didn't want to embarrass the Chinese.
Chapter completed!