Chapter 1381: Murong's funeral

Chapter 1381 Murong's Funeral
It stands to reason that the funeral of a large family like the Murong family should be held in a big way and many people will be invited.
It won't be so hasty, just hang a few white bars.
But this time the situation is too special, just experiencing the defeat of Wushuang City.
Murong's family has no face to hold this kind of funeral, so I just received Murong Yunhai's body in the morning, and started preparing for the funeral at noon.
Murong's family just wanted to resolve this matter quickly and let Murong Yunhai settle down in peace.
As for the other children who died in Murong's family, they were not so lucky. They threw all the containers into the crematorium, and then the ashes were found in a cemetery and buried.
After all, this is a shameful matter for the Murong family, and I really don't want to have too many memories.
These are all things to follow. Ye Hao has now walked outside the Murong Mansion. Although it was only a hasty task, there will still be some things that should be, such as a few welcoming guests with white stripes standing at the door.
Although there was no invitation post, some big merchants still came to mourn the Murong family's reputation in Gusu City.
As for those who came, Murong's family would not refuse.
Because Ye Hao was wearing a hat, everyone was immersed in Murong's funeral at this moment. No one thought about other things, and no one paid attention to Ye Hao.
"Sir, who are you? We can record the guest's name." The greeter at the door looked at Ye Hao with a pen and paper with a smile.
All the guests who came to mourn are written in the book.
Ye Hao smiled slightly: "Ye Hao. The leaves, the mighty Hao."
"Ye Hao, Mr. Ye. Then Mr. Ye, please..." Yingbin wrote Ye Hao's name on the guest list, but then he stopped.
Looking at the young man in front of him, his pupils kept expanding.
The companion on the side sniffed his neck: "Strange? Why is there a bad smell."
The companion looked here, and water stains appeared on the pants of the directly welcoming man, and his legs were trembling.
"Hello? Xiao Li, what's wrong with you?"
The companion stepped forward and sent the welcoming man on the shoulder.
The welcoming man directly sat on the ground, and the pen and paper fell on the ground. He trembled and pointed at the young man in horror.
"He... he is... Ye... Ye..."
"Ye what, what's the matter with you? How about taking drugs in broad daylight?" The companion frowned, and he raised his head to meet Ye Hao's eyes.
He smiled apologetically: "Sir, sorry, you are here to express condolences. I don't know which family you represent? Or which company you are."
Then he saw that Ye Hao came with empty hands, and his brow frowned: "Mr...your gift? Where is it placed? If it is too heavy, I can ask someone to move it for you."
"I do not represent the family, nor the company. I only represent myself." Ye Hao raised his hand: "And I didn't bring any gifts."
Hearing this, the man's face gradually darkened: "Boy, you want to come in and eat. I tell you, don't think that there are too many people here, so you can do anything wrong. See if I don't clean up you... …"
As he said, he also stretched out his hand to grab Ye Hao's collar, ready to shake his fist.
Ye Haoxu smiled without saying a word.
"He is Ye Hao! Hurry...Call the Patriarch, Ye Hao is here!"
The greeter man's stuttering disappeared instantly, and he pointed to Ye Hao and shouted in horror.
For a moment, the quiet surroundings became chaotic.
Even when some people heard the name here, it was a change of talk, hiding far away, causing the door of Murong's house to suddenly become extremely spacious. Within a few tens of meters, there is no one except Murong's own people. People dare to approach half a step.
The man who was pulling Ye Hao's collar, his expression at the moment could be as subtle as possible.
"You... are you really Ye Hao? That... that Ye Hao?" The man asked cautiously, with a green and white face.
Ye Hao smiled slightly: "I don't think anyone would dare to walk outside with this name now."
The person swallowed. Although he didn't want to believe it, most of the person in front of him was Ye Hao.
In the current martial arts world, no one dared to use the name Ye Hao to go everywhere, because the entire Tianmen was arresting him.
Even if he had the same name, he wouldn't dare to say that he was Ye Hao outside, otherwise, he would have to worry about it.
And even dared to run to Murong's door, if you are bored and pretend, wouldn't it be your own death.
The man slowly let go of his hand, and carefully cleaned up Ye Hao's collar, not even leaving a trace of hair.
It was much more tidy than Ye Hao before.
Then he took a gun out of his pocket.
The person next to him watched this scene in surprise. Does this person want to attack Ye Hao with a gun?
But the next scene dispelled their thoughts.
Because this person knelt in front of Ye Hao, holding a gun at the arm he was holding Ye Hao just now.
呯呯呯呯呯
Aim at the palm, wrist, elbow, arm, shoulder, five shots in a row.
The blood instantly dyed this arm, the man was sweaty and his face was pale. He looked at Ye Hao swayingly, with a plea in his eyes.
"Please...you...don't...don't kill me."
Seeing this scene, everyone once again raised Ye Hao's status to a higher level without saying a word or doing anything.
There is such a cruel self-harm.
It shows how terrifying Ye Hao is.
Ye Hao was also a little surprised. He didn't expect his name to be so terrifying. Before he could do it himself, he would harm himself when he heard his name.
Ta Ta Ta Ta
The sound of messy footsteps came from inside Murong's mansion.
Ye Hao ignored the man in front of him, bypassing him and walked forward.
The man breathed a sigh of relief, he hurriedly clutched his arm and walked towards the small clinic nearby.
Most of his hand is useless. Just now, he was ruthless, and all the five shots hit the meridians.
Although it is not life-threatening, if you let it bleed for a long time, you will lose too much blood and die.
"Ye Hao, you dare to come to our Murong's house!" Murong Longcheng glared at Ye Hao, completely devoid of his usual calmness.
"Oh, the look of Patriarch Murong is a bit chic. Non-mainstream?" Ye Hao looked at Murong Longcheng mockingly.
He had a cast on his thigh, a cane in his hand, and some scarred wounds on his face.
"Humph! Come, surround Ye Hao for me." Murong Longcheng ordered.
The Murong family surrounded Ye Hao.
Because of Wushuang City's affairs, Murong's family suffered a dumb meal.
It is impossible to take revenge on Wushuang City anymore. Originally, Murong Longcheng thought there was no hope for revenge, but he didn't expect Ye Hao to come here at this time.
Doesn't this mean seeking a dead end?
Before he came out, he had already sent a message to the people of Tianmen that Ye Hao was here, he only needed to hold Ye Hao here.