Chapter 1012: Ares on the tower

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Inside the Wang Family Courtyard.
After all the ceremonies before carrying the coffin to the door were completed, various firecrackers sounded, and Wang Tiannan's little nephew, wearing a filial pie, walked to the front with the spirit head streamer.
Xiaoqin cried until she fainted, and she was helped to send her all the way. Eight strong young men carried the coffin and walked slowly out of the Wang Family Courtyard, standing on the steps and waiting.
"The truck fell backwards and stuck on the steps...the umbrella was tight, can't let the coffin leak under the sun..."Mr. Yin Yang ran on the scene and headed upside down, with white foam on the corner of his mouth. , The voice is dumb.
The truck slowly turned backwards, stagnation against the door steps, and the eight young men with strong bodies lifted the coffin into the car body.
"Come on, old and young, let me give up, let the head car go out first...!" The man who helped the errands clambered and roared.
The entire street in front of the main entrance of the Wang Family Courtyard was almost blocked by people. Those who came to attend the funeral, see the lively people gathered here, the people inside are difficult to get out, the people outside are not clean again, in short, the scene is too chaotic.
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In the middle of the Wang Family Courtyard, the patriarch heard the sound of firecrackers, and then raised his head and glanced toward the main entrance.
The man in charge walked into the small courtyard and whispered, "Go, go."
After the patriarch's back was silent for a long time, he frowned and said, "Finally, you let Zong Han come to me and I will talk to him."
The man in charge stunned and said with a sigh: "If you don't look for him, it is estimated that Zong Han will have to find you too."
"Is there any movement?" the patriarch asked.
"It should be reasonable to say that I shouldn't talk, but... this matter is not handled well, and it is really easy to cause problems." The person in charge slowly raised his head and replied softly: "Last night Zong Han called the other rooms People, and the people of Xiaoqin's family, talked in the house for a long time...I guess it was not good anymore."
The patriarch stood with his hands behind his back and said softly: "It is necessary to study the external contradictions of the site, and divert the attention of this group of players. Otherwise, it is difficult to suppress the fighting in this nest."
"That's the reason."
"Just enter Songjiang and make some noise...!"
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About 300 meters to the east of the Wangjia compound, above the iron tower of a small power plant, a young man with a burly figure was lying on the rail of the iron tower less than 30 centimeters wide, covering his body with black cloth and slightly legs Rushing outside, his feet shook gently.
The young man's left arm was laid in front of the lower jaw, and the middle barrel of the tac-55 high-precision sniper rifle was set up. The right hand was holding the grip of the gun, the head was slightly tilted to the right, and the left eye was narrowed. Looking at the 16x scope.
The clouds in the sky moved away, and the sunlight shone straight down from above, and the young man looked up and leaked his face under the shading cloth.
He is no one else, it is the people in the district who block the killing, the Buddha blocks the battle of killing the Buddha!
He had been squatting here since early in the morning yesterday. He was almost motionless for six or seven hours, and only slightly moved his body just now.
It's minus twenty degrees outside. At this temperature, people spit on the iron fence, and they can freeze into solid keloids in less than five minutes. The ghost knows what kind of endurance he has, and the coldness when fighting in the field. Capabilities and methods.
The sun was shining, and the muzzle was slowly moved through the battle, aiming at the central position of the Wang Family Courtyard.
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Inside the compound.
The patriarch held his hands and said in a low voice: "When the election of the chief congressman is over, let the senior officials of the Songjiang political circle say the business of buying and selling drugs first. Sooner or later, we must meet the little chief, so it is better to come early and put The family's attention shifts..."
"Yes." The person in charge nodded and replied: "In recent years, there have been some different voices at home. It really has something to do with living too comfortably. If you are full and have enough to drink, you are fighting in the nest."
"Get some food, drink some wine, and I'll drink." The patriarch finished and walked back into the main building.
Outside the courtyard, there was a loud sorrow and funeral. The convoy was slowly started, ready to head towards the graveyard. Thousands of people on the road moved together, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
On the tower, he licked his chapped lips and pulled the trigger suddenly.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound exploded in the east.
Suddenly got up in the battle, directly received the gun, without even looking at the Wang Family Courtyard.
"puff!"
There was a glimmer of blood in the Wang Family Courtyard, and the patriarch who was walking was walking like a punch in the head, and suddenly flicked to the left, suddenly blood spattered in a sudden.
"Tap!"
Patriarch quilt d's impact, after taking two steps to the left, grunt fell to the ground.
"Old man!!!"
After the man in charge responded, he ran to the patriarch's face with a pale face, but when he looked down, he saw that his head was broken in half, and the ground was full of blood and white flowers.
"what sound?!"
Two people ran out of the building, and one of them shook his neck and shouted, "I sound like I'm shooting."
The man in charge turned around, looking at them stutteringly, "Old... Old... Grandpa... was killed."
The two turned around to look at the patriarch's ground, his head humming.
"It's a big deal!!" Guan Shier recovered, and ran out of the door in awkward shouting: "Shooting, shooting, the old man was shot!"
In fact, no one shouting, someone at the front door heard the gunshots. This group of people from outside the area is hiding dragons, lying tigers, and old Leizi. Those who have served as soldiers have all the dirty work. They can't even distinguish the sound of gunfire and firecrackers.
"East, someone shot in the east."
"What's the matter? Did you hit the hospital?"
"...!"
As the crowd looked around, a shout from the steward came from the courtyard: "The old man was shot and shot in the distance..."
Wang Zonghan froze for a moment, then turned and ran to the courtyard: "How is my dad? How?"
Below the tower.
Unlock the toboggan rope in battle, carrying the sniper rifle, and ran to the direction of the previous step with the fastest speed. He knew that as long as he slowed down, hundreds of thousands of people around Longcheng could kill him alive.
In the process of running, Li Zhan held the intercom and said, "Dead."
"I heard a gunshot, are you sure he is dead?" the person inside the intercom asked urgently.
"Shoot him, do I still use the second shot?!" said indisputably: "Dead."
"Then come back soon!" the other party shouted.
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After two minutes.
Qin Yu saw Lao Li in the urban area and frowned at him and asked, "What the is going on?"
"The head of the Wang family is dead." Old Li said with his back.
When Qin Yu heard this, he was instantly ashamed.
"Wang Tiannan's death is just an appetizer for arching the fire. When the old man is pressed, the two will never be able to make trouble. But now the fire is on, the time is up, and the dead patriarch is my finale." Old Li pointed at Qin Yu, one The words said: "Uncle took your two batches in vain and looked south, you and my future... came."
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Another two minutes.
Wang Zongtang sat in his main hall, frowning at Tianhui with a frown, saying: "...for the three bedrooms, you have to listen to the patriarch's arrangement and go to the district to accept the verdict."
Tianhui lowered his head: "OK."
"Life can be kept, how many years, it depends on you." Wang Zongtang sighed, and the whole person slumped on the chair, as if he had no strength. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
"Boom!"
Just when the father and son were relatively silent, the 40-year-old second son ran in and even rushed in, and said with a pale face: "Zongtang, the old man is gone!"
Wang Zongtang was startled: "What do you say?"
"The old man died, just now, he was shot in the courtyard by a shot from the outside of the hospital."
"Uh!"
Wang Zongtang suddenly stood up: "Are you sure?"
"It's true, everyone who saw the funeral there saw it." The second nodded.
After Wang Zongtang heard the sound, his eyes exploded, and suddenly turned his head to look at Tianhui: "You don't have to go to the area, it's impossible to go again!"

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