Chapter 50: Funeral and tricks (below)

At that time, Tang Qishi's health was always bad and he was chilling.
The whole person is also gloomy, and I especially like the antique style, which looks different from others.
Hong San didn't cross him with him, but he did not have the upper hand once.
Because the man was cruel, even he was scared. But is this person in front of him really Tang Qishi? After all ... they haven't seen each other for almost a decade.
"Brother Tang ... I didn't expect Fu's funeral to come." Hong San immediately changed his face and walked towards Tang Qishi, thinking about it.
Hong San laughed as he stretched out his hands, trying to pat each other's shoulders.
The man slowly raised his head.
The collar of the fur coat covered his small half of his face, and the fine hair on the collar was smooth and smooth. Although I can still see the outline clearly, but it feels more vicissitudes than that year. But the momentum has not changed at all.
While he reached out to take a photo of Tang Qishi's shoulder, the eyes behind the sunglasses were sharp and sharp, and he shot like a sharp ice cone for a moment. Hong San's hand was suspended in the air and paused.
At that moment, it felt like a icy ice on thousands of miles of ice. Under the sun's scorching, it suddenly turned back into the clear light.
Although fleeting, it was dazzling.
When Hong San reflected, look back at Tang Qishi.
The man had taken back the look he had just seen, the gloomy under the sunglasses was no longer sharp. As if everything was just his illusion, nothing had happened.
Hong San retracted his hand and calmed down, "Hehe" smiled twice, while looking for Tang Qishi in secret while looking for a step for himself.
Temperament is still the temperament of the year.
It's just that the sunglasses cover the eyes and can't see the appearance, although there are eight imaging ...
Hong San's eyes rolled around, looking from the top to the bottom, and his eyes fell on the other's hand holding the teacup. Tang Qishi's fingers are very thin and long, holding a azure tea cup with a cloud breaking one side.
Hong San looked at Tang Qishi's hand, and then looked at Fu Zihan.
Regardless of appearance, those hands are indeed only at their own age. Without the slender force of young people, there are more loose folds.
"Brother Tang, that paragraph is my brother and Fu ..." Hong San observed while opening his mouth.
Tang Qishi did not speak. Just holding a tea cup and taking a sip. For a while, Hong San's attention was focused on the opponent's actions.
Tea cup is Seiko at first glance.
One light, one cover, one saucer, raining in azure blue, depicting gold. The saucer has a lotus petal pattern. The lotus petals and the lotus petals complement each other, and Wen Qin, like the first lotus, reveals some low-key and mystery in the stillness.
Hong San's gaze shifted to the action of Tang Qi Shi Tuo Tea.
He used to think that Tang Qishi was holding a tea cup just to make a look, and when he was young, he deliberately pretended to make such a cup and held it.
A few days later, Fu Zihan's grandfather smiled and said, "Primary three, what do you think of Xiao Tang? How did you get it?"
He bent his thumb all the time, holding the edge of the saucer from the top, and the side of the index finger against the bottom.
But until Fu Ge mentions.
Hong Sancai noticed that Tang Qishi was completely different from his approach-the other party had his palms flat, supported by the index finger and middle finger, and the edge of the saucer with his thumb. This is the most formal method of tea.
The memory seemed to be connected, and all of a sudden recalled the small details of many years ago.
Hong San's eyelids jumped, his eyes condensed on the man's action of carrying a tea cup-exactly the same! Even if people are getting older these years, there is no difference in action!
Right now.
Just now, "Tang Brother, that paragraph is a matter between me and Brother Fu."
The other party hummed.
The sound was cold and had a chilling taste.
As far as the eyes were concerned, Tang Qishi's extremely thin and extremely white fingers, in this cold and dim light, seemed pale like a dead person, somber and infiltrating, as if the coolness of an ice water dripped into his bones ...
Hong Sanxin was startled.
The fear he has formed over the years has given him a subconscious response.
"The money was paid back that year ... but the brothers also had to eat ..." Hong San quickly added, and the gas field suddenly weakened.
"That grandpa paid off long ago!" Fu Zihan said aside.
"What do you say, junior!" Hong Sandao said.
Tang Qishi slammed the tea lid beside him.
Suddenly and fast!
Tea lid, saucer, tea cup, all three touched together, with a chill in the clear voice.
Even Hong San was frightened by this sudden action!
I saw that Tang Qishi raised his arm and hooked his fingers at Fu Zihan.
With a slight gesture from the other side, Fu Zihan looked extremely respectfully and walked over, respecting Tang Qishi very much.
Hong Sanwang looked towards Tang Qishi.
The other party was wearing sunglasses, and his posture did not change. It was impossible for him to ponder the emotions and thoughts of the other party ... but it was this incomprehension that made Hong San's heart unclear.
The other party seemed to say something to Fu Zihan's ears.
Fu Zihan nodded, his expression was extremely respected, and after Tang Qishi finished speaking, he walked in front of Hong San, with an arrogant attitude and no respect, probably because of Tang Qishi's support.
"Tang Ye said, let you show him the IOU."
Hong San hesitated.
However, the youth in front of him had contempt in his eyebrows, and a contempt in his amber eyes. All this is like stimulating Hong San with the fire.
Even Hong San, who didn't want to pay at all, tried his best to give the loan slip to Fu Zihan. The blank words on it were not fake by him! Don't you dare play in front of him? !!
Fu Zihan took the IOU, his expression seemed relieved.
It's just that Hong San is still hot, and he doesn't notice this change!
When the slip was presented to Tang Qishi, Hong San saw Tang Qishi watching it, nodding his head slightly, and talking to Fu Zihan.
When he thought the other party was confirming the handwriting, he did not expect—Tang Qishi suddenly tore up the IOU!
"What are you doing!" Hong San was anxious, and threw himself to grab.
Tang Qishi's movement was unpleasant, but it was just a thin piece of paper and it took less than a few seconds to tear it up. By the time Hong San flew past, the other party had torn apart and left those papers on his face.
"Tang Qishi-" Hong San gritted his teeth and was about to find the other person desperately.
The other side suddenly stood up!
Originally Tang Qishi had been sitting, Hong San didn't feel it yet.
But in an instant, the other party suddenly stood up! This sudden movement change often brings strong pressure!
Hong San was not ready.
But Tang Qishi is ready!
Tang Qishi not only smiled coldly, but even dropped the cup! The force was heavy and fierce, and the moment the cup fell to the ground, there were a lot of dark shadows all around! Terrible! Only then did Hong San discover that many people wearing black suits and black sunglasses suddenly appeared around the Lingtang, and then carefully observed one or two, and saw that their suits were obviously bulging-only if they carried a gun Effect!
Hong San and Tang Qishi face each other.
Looking away, the gloomy eyes pierced into each other like needles.
It's like a wolf and a tiger confrontation, depending on who's fierce can scare the other party!
Time is only one or two seconds.
However, the kind of suffocating, wicked, and fierce fighting that emerges from the whole body can't take it!
Hong San gradually felt a little overwhelmed, and his eyes shook.
The man in black with a gun all at once was a pale chrysanthemum, and a photo of him hanging in the middle of the lobby behind him.
Black and white photos.
Dead photos. The photo of his elder brother.
The people inside smiled kindly, and their eyes were kind, but the more this kind of eyes, the more it made people feel that "Brother is gone, and you are not far away." It will take him to die ...
Hong San dripped a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.
The lights on his head flickered again and again, and suddenly he couldn't hold it all out! There was only a faint moonlight at the entrance of the whole hall, and Tang Qishi's face showed a pale gray color.
Hong San is preparing to take a closer look.
The other person suddenly raised his lips and smiled. It's just that this smile is cunning and gloomy, like the smile of a dead person. As if hinting something.
Hong San felt his breathing instability and beat his drums.
He struggled to the present, lived his entire age ... Now that money is important, but life is more important! Is he really going to fight with Tang Qishi and Fu Zihan?
The person in the photo had a friendly smile and stared straight at him.
A cold wind blew, Hong San was surprised, and his own back was cold.
"Let's go!" Hong San swallowed his mouth and sweared!