Er Shi Xiong

Chapter 95 Tang Ru Explodes

"Big... Boss, who exactly are you?"

The fat man surnamed Wang's legs started to tremble. He looked at Ling Feng as if he had seen his deceased mother, a look of utter terror.

Ling Feng didn't even glance at him, instead, he helped Old Man Bai to sit down.

Yang Fei stepped forward and kicked the fat man's backside.

The fat man was sent flying out of the mourning hall, his face scraping along the ground for a considerable distance.

When he looked up, he saw that the big shots from Hanjiang had already arrived.

The fat man quickly covered his head, curled himself up, and rolled into the grass by the roadside like a ball of dung.

"Ah, sirs, please don't step on me, I'm just passing by..."

No one cared who the kicked-out fat man was, nor did anyone listen to his nonsense.

The old lady of the Jiang family, who was usually extremely arrogant and overbearing, behaved very discreetly on this day, trailing at the back of the crowd.

At the very front of the crowd was the politician Li Zheng Gang, followed by Chu Jiang Hai and others.

"My goodness, so many people, could they all be here for the boss inside? My heavens, old Wang has saved his life!"

The fat man, who had rolled into the bushes, felt a surge of relief and lingering fear. He sheepishly retreated to the side.

Inside the mourning hall.

Aunt Bai gasped in shock at the scene before her, "How... how can there be so many people?"

Old Man Bai, sitting to the side, was also stunned by the sight. It wasn't just the sheer number of people, but that they were all individuals of status, influence, and wealth!

Could it be that all these people were here for Ling Feng?

Tang Ru bit her lower lip and glanced back at Ling Feng. She knew best why these people were here and even more so why they had gathered today.

But this was Ling Feng's power! xxs1

A terrifying power that forced these people to come!

And it wasn't just the people inside the mourning hall who were shocked. The road outside was a main thoroughfare, and the collective appearance of these people had completely blocked it.

In an instant, the number of onlookers surged.

Just as they were getting out of their cars, several hundred people had already gathered.

"Whoa, is that Li Zheng Gang? Who could possibly make Li Zheng Gang come? Did the mother of some big shot in the city die?"

"Damn, that's Sun Ming from the Green Dragon Society!"

"Doesn't that mean both the underworld and the legitimate world have gathered here today? What kind of identity does the deceased inside have?"

"It's more than just the underworld and the legitimate world. The guy next to Sun Ming, yes, the one who looks like he has trouble walking, just like Sun Ming, that's Chu Jiang Hai! The chairman of the Hanjiang Chamber of Commerce! There are very few people richer than him in Hanjiang!"

"And over there are the Jiang family, the Qin family, the Hu family, the Chu family... Damn, what major event has happened in Hanjiang? Why have all these big shots that we never see on normal days appeared today!"

...

These discussions were so loud they could almost blow the roofs off the surrounding houses.

And amidst this clamor, everyone after Li Zheng Gang stopped before the mourning hall.

"No way! Why are they staying outside?"

"Yeah, the weather looks like it's about to rain. Are these people all going to stand in the rain?"

"Tsk tsk, do these people not even have the qualification to enter the mourning hall?"

The surrounding noise erupted again, and some people guessed correctly. These people truly did not have the qualification to enter the mourning hall and could only stand in a line outside, wearing mourning attire!

Everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

Li Zheng Gang paused before the mourning hall, then took a step, intending to go inside.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, Ling Feng's icy voice shot out from within like a sharp blade.

"Get out!"

Li Zheng Gang's entire body trembled violently. He slowly lowered his raised foot and then bowed repeatedly, sweat beading on his forehead as he shuffled to the side.

He had not been invited, nor had he been forced by Ling Feng to come; he had come of his own volition.

He thought that since he had never offended Ling Feng, his status should allow him to offer incense without issue.

However, how could he have known that his two-faced, inactive stance was enough to offend Ling Feng!

If this guy had done anything, how could Ling Yan's death have happened?

If he had done anything afterward, why hadn't he actively investigated this matter? How could Ling Yan's body have been lost?

Where was this Li Zheng Gang when Ling Feng was dealing with the powerful figures of Hanjiang? There were countless places where he could have made his voice heard in such a large territory as Hanjiang.

But this fellow had remained silent, adopting the posture of a mere spectator!

Based on these actions alone, if Li Zheng Gang had stepped into the mourning hall today, Ling Feng would have made him bleed on the spot!

Yang Fei glanced at the two rows of people standing respectfully outside and reported to Ling Feng with a bow, "Heavenly Venerate, everyone is here, except for the forces behind those young masters from last night!"

Ling Feng nodded expressionlessly upon hearing this.

Aunt Bai, looking at Old Man Bai, exclaimed, "Old Bai, listening to the voices outside, it seems these are all important figures!"

"Yes, Xiao Feng has truly become successful. With so many important figures coming to bid farewell to Xiao Yan, it should bring some comfort to Xiao Yan and his wife in the afterlife," Old Man Bai said slowly.

As their voices faded, Ling Feng's chilling voice suddenly rang out.

"Kneel!"

Bang bang bang!

Instantly, the two rows of people outside all knelt down.

The sound of their knees hitting the ground made all the surrounding buildings tremble.

Such a movement truly felt like an earthquake.

In an instant, everyone was stunned!

The lively sounds that had filled the air moments before vanished, replaced by absolute silence.

No one could believe that so many influential figures of Hanjiang families had all knelt down in unison!

And how could they understand the complex emotions of those kneeling on the ground?

Humiliation!

Everyone felt an indescribable sense of humiliation!

In front of so many ordinary people, to kowtow and pay respects to someone from the lower strata of society, they had never felt so cowardly in their lives.

This was destined to become a lifelong disgrace for them!