Chapter 119: Sorry, I didn’t control my strength

Donghai, Changsheng Funeral Home.
Starting at 8 o'clock in the morning, the drizzle fell, but it could not stop those who came to worship.
Under the drizzle, black umbrellas and black crowds gathered like a black trend.
Countless luxury cars came and parked in the parking lot, making the funeral home look like a club for famous cars.
There are thousands of people in the vast square.
Those who come to mourn, don't have white flowers on the cuffs, look solemn, and come forward to worship one by one.
The mourning kept on, and the sadness permeated.
An old man in his fifties, with white hair in a bun and a sad look on his face, stood on the edge of the steps to entertain passing guests.
He is Lin Shengqi, the father of Lin Shihao.
As a member of the East China Sea, Lin Shengqi, who founded such a large family as the Lin Group, made the Lin family one of the richest in the East China Sea, has extraordinary temperament and is not comparable to ordinary people.
Even if the Lin family has fallen into a state of debt, but Lin Shengqi's popularity for many years makes this time the funeral is still a gathering of celebrities from all parties in the East China Sea.
As a local merchant, once he rose up, it was rumored that he had a very good relationship with the ancient families.
Lin Shengqi's status in the East China Sea is very extraordinary, and the funeral of his son Lin Shihao was also held with great intensity.
He wants to let his son be buried in the beautiful scenery.
It is even more important that Emperor Xiao Qing, who killed his son, be buried with him today.
Standing next to Lin Shengqi was his daughter Lin Jiaqi. As for his illegitimate children, they did not attend the funeral.
Lin Jiaqi's expression was sad, tears kept running, she was obviously sad to the extreme.
However, even if she is sad, she still can't conceal her peerless demeanor. She stood there, with extraordinary temperament, noble, beautiful, intellectual and many other qualities displayed on her body, which made those who came to the funeral lament Lin Shengqi’s son. Dead, luckily there is a daughter so good.
"Mr. Lin, the sorrows have changed smoothly."
"Old Lin, sorrow, you still have Jiaqi, take care of yourself."
"..."
Many people who came to the memorial service comforted Lin Shengqi.
However, Lin Shengqi responded one by one, with sad eyes in his eyes and full of crazy killing intent.
Not long after, Huang Tianqi's family also came.
"Are you sure the other party will do it?" Huang Tianqi asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, if it exists, since we have agreed, we will definitely not regret it. At that time, we only need to watch Emperor Xiao Qing be buried with my son."
Lin Shengqi's face was full of resentment.
His son was dead and was destroyed by Emperor Xiao Qing. He could never let go of this kind of hatred. If he didn't see hope, it was all right. Now that he saw hope, it was absolutely impossible to let Emperor Xiao Qing go.
Huang Tianqi nodded silently, "As long as Emperor Xiao Qing is killed, I will help you through the crisis of your Lin family."
The crisis he was referring to naturally meant that the last time the Huang family and other companies withdrew their capital, the Lin family fell into debt and almost collapsed.
After Lin Shengqi listened, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth and did not say much.
Although 90% of the shares have been taken by Emperor Xiao Qing, as long as Emperor Xiao Qing dies, he can get everything back. At that time, the Lin family will not only be able to recover to its peak, but also surpass the past and become the richest man in the East China Sea. It's all possible.
"Let's go and see Shihao last."
Huang Tianqi didn't know why, but sighed with a sad expression on his face.
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Shihao lay quietly, as if sleeping. The wound on his body had been put on make-up. If he were not lying in the coffin, he would really think he was sleeping.
Lin Shengqi's face was gloomy, while his wife and Lin Jiaqi fell on the crystal coffin and wept.
When everyone saw it, they were all sentimental. There were more soft-hearted girls who cried in a low voice.
Outside, the pattering rain is getting heavier and heavier, it seems that Lin Shihao is here to see him off.
However, this rain cannot stop those who come to condole.
More and more people came and stood aside after the incense and salute.
The crowd was full of waves and shadows were everywhere.
Soon after, a commercial vehicle stopped, followed by a pickup truck. On the pickup truck, there was quietly a big clock that was full of people.
"hiss..."
"What's the situation? Send the bell?"
"Could it be that Lin's enemy is here? This is too much, and it is too rude to send the bell on such an occasion."
"What a hatred of life and death, I will not let it go at this time."
When I saw this recruiter, I was shocked.
On the spot of the funeral, someone gave a bell. This was deliberately going against the Lin family.
The commotion of the crowd attracted the attention of Lin Shengqi and Huang Tianqi. They looked down and saw that the door of the commercial vehicle opened and Xiao Qingdi and Xiao Qi came out.
Emperor Xiao Qing held the umbrella alone, while Xiao Qi walked to the pickup in the rain, lifted her right hand, grabbed the edge of the tall clock, lifted the clock easily, and followed Emperor Xiao Qing Step by step, he walked up the steps.
"Emperor Xiao Qing, son of Xiao Zhenghua, came to mourn Lin Shihao and gave a bell."
Xiao Qi laughed and shouted.
Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.
"This this..."
"Son of Xiao Zhenghua, wouldn't he be Xiao Zhenghua of the Xiao Group eight years ago?"
"Oh my God, didn't it mean that all the Xiao Zhenghua's family was destroyed? How come Xiao Zhenghua's son is still alive? What is going on?"
"..."
Most people didn't know anything about Emperor Xiao Qing, and they were shocked when they heard that Emperor Xiao Qing was the son of Xiao Zhenghua.
Those who knew that Emperor Xiao Qing was Ye Qing were equally shocked, but they were more curious.
At the funeral of Lin Shihao, the son of Lin Shengqi, Emperor Xiao Qing sent the bell. Is this planning to humiliate the Lin family?
"He, he really came!"
On the steps, Lin Jiaqi, who still had tears on her face, widened her eyes and looked at Emperor Xiao Qing who was slowly walking up the steps. Her breathing became short.
Emperor Xiao Qing!
Lin Shengqi stood beside Lin Jiaqi with a very ugly expression, "He unexpectedly appeared as Emperor Xiao Qing. Is this going to completely attack us?"
"Uncle Lin, long time no see."
The voice of Emperor Xiao Qing came over.
His voice was very gentle, as if he was joking with ordinary people, making Lin Shengqi, Huang Tianqi and the others shocked, always feeling that this guy was too calm.
"I heard that Master Ling has passed away, Qingdi, come to express condolences."
Emperor Xiao Qing climbed up the steps, and when he reached the last level, he faced the mourning hall with a smile, "Special, give me a bell."
Hum!
As his voice fell, the tall ancient bells flew out and smashed toward Lin Shihao's coffin.
boom!
In a crash, the crystal coffin collapsed and the hall was in a mess.
"hiss..."
Everyone's eyes shrank, with an unparalleled shock.
This was more than just sending the bell, it was already here specifically to smash the scene, and directly smashed Lin Shihao's coffin.
"The story of the year may be true."
Those who know the inside story of the collapse of the Xiao Group and the rise of the Lin Group eight years ago will be silent in their hearts when they see Emperor Xiao Qing doing this.
Emperor Xiao Qing, son of Xiao Zhenghua, came to the scene.
"Sorry, I didn't control my strength by accident. I broke it."
Xiao Qi grinned, with a smug look on her face, but not the slightest embarrassment.
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