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The funeral was held in a public cemetery in Luocheng. As the ruler of Luocheng, Nguyễn Văn Trung naturally had the greatest authority.
Therefore, the Ruan Family's cemetery was of the highest grade, with the best location and the best treatment.
Although it was called a cemetery, it looked more like a small villa. Who knew what the f * ck the purpose of making something like this … …
However, since Nguyễn Văn Trung arranged it like this, no one dared to have any objections.
At this moment, Nguyễn Văn Trung's heart was already filled with boundless anger. Whoever dared to ignite it would probably blow themselves up.
As the only flesh and blood of the Ruan Family, Ruan Youlin's sudden and unexpected death made many people's jaws drop. Especially those who were playing ladyboy with Ruan Youlin that day, they were all completely dumbfounded.
At that time, Ruan Youlin was still fine. Even when he died, he was very normal. There was no abnormality at all. How did he suddenly die?
Perhaps the only person who felt that something was wrong was the underling who was scolded by Ruan Youlin at the bathroom door. He seemed to vaguely feel that something had happened in the bathroom.
However, when he went in, he didn't find anything abnormal. However, Ruan Youlin's change happened during that period of time … …
However, even if he knew about this, he didn't dare to say it out loud.
If Nguyễn Văn Trung knew that these men didn't play with women, but went to play ladyboy, Nguyễn Văn Trung would definitely explode in anger.
He might even push the blame for Ruan Youlin's death onto them. Then, with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of troops would wipe out the families behind them … …
With Nguyễn Văn Trung's current pain of losing his son, it wasn't impossible for him to completely wipe out their families … … For their own lives, and for the families behind them, they simply pretended that they didn't know anything and didn't dare to mention what happened back then.
Of course, even if they brought it up, it would be useless. Other than causing trouble for themselves, it wouldn't affect Qin Fang at all.
At that time, he just changed his face. Perhaps even Ruan Yingxiu didn't know what Qin Fang looked like. Who would know who he was?
If that wasn't the case, Nguyễn Văn Trung wouldn't have been unable to find Qin Fang even after going from house to house.
Having made the decision, Qin Fang naturally would not give up halfway.
After saying goodbye to Ruan Yingxiu, Qin Fang, Nangong Youlin Luo City for Ruan Youlin for Youlin's for Ruan.
Nguyễn Văn Trung wasn't very broad-minded. If he wanted to pursue the matter, it might cause trouble for their families. Therefore, no family dared to slight him in the slightest.
Because there were a lot of people attending the funeral, Qin Fang hid in the crowd and wasn't particularly conspicuous. Naturally, no one noticed his existence.
It wasn't known if Nguyễn Văn Trung really arranged it on purpose. The funeral was carried out in a western style and was also held in the open air.
Everyone gathered in front of the cemetery and looked at the urn that was set aside. Who would have thought that not long ago, he was so arrogant and despotic that he could kill anyone he wanted?
But no matter how arrogant he was when he was alive, he couldn't escape death in the end.
Even if it was matched with such a large and luxurious cemetery, it didn't have any meaning. At most, it would just look more comfortable on the surface.
But these decorations were no different from paper money, paper dolls, and paper horses. Did you really think you could use them after burning them?
Qin Fang mingled in the crowd and looked like a normal person. No one felt that there was anything unusual about him, and no one felt strange because he looked strange.
However, Luo City was the largest city in the northern part of Ainlang. There were many people to begin with. Some of the larger families were naturally more familiar with each other, but some were much smaller. It wasn't surprising that they were forgotten by others.
It wasn't easy for Qin Fang to be exposed in such a crowd.
Qin Fang stood in the crowd and quietly waited for his target to appear. Fortunately, Nguyễn Văn Trung didn't make him wait for long. He arrived at the funeral under the protection of a group of armed soldiers.
"Thank you all for attending my son's funeral today …"
As the host of the funeral today, Nguyễn Văn Trung was almost in tears as he read the speech.
Qin Fang filtered out the specific content. He was more concerned about Nguyễn Văn Trung himself.
But …
"What a good plan …"
Looking at Nguyễn Văn Trung not far away, Qin Fang had a mocking expression on his face.
"You want to use this method to trick me out …"
This was because this Nguyễn Văn Trung wasn't Nguyễn Văn Trung himself, but a substitute. He looked almost exactly the same as Nguyễn Văn Trung, as if they were twins.
However, Qin Fang knew that although Nguyễn Văn Trung had brothers, they weren't twins, and none of them looked like him.
However, this substitute wasn't ordinary. It looked like it was carved from the same mold, and it was almost impossible to find the difference.
After Nguyễn Văn Trung unified the northern part of Ainlang, he gradually lived in seclusion. He usually stayed in the Nguyễn Văn Trung's residence, and was heavily guarded.
The number of times he appeared in front of people also became less and less. Many of the people who attended the funeral didn't have a deep impression of Nguyễn Văn Trung, so they couldn't see any flaws in his disguise.
However, such an arrangement was impeccable to others, or to most of the people present.
However, to Qin Fang, he only needed to use a simple detection skill to completely investigate this brat's background, and discover that he was a fake, a counterfeit … …
Nguyễn Văn Trung wanted to use this funeral to lure out the person who killed Nguyễn Văn Trung. Of course, this was also the person who wanted to take his life.
Qin Fang glanced around, and Nguyễn Văn Trung's row was very ample. The snipers were all in position, and they were all excellent sniping spots.
Once Qin Fang, the murderer, was exposed, at least five sniper rifles would be aimed at his position … … With the power of the sniper rifles, Qin Fang might not be able to completely dodge them even if he used the Marionette. After all, these five positions were all surrounded.
The Marionette could help Qin Fang block the enemies from one direction, but the other three directions were not so good … …
Using a substitute was actually a very common thing, especially for this kind of bloodthirsty person who had enemies all over the world. It was even more necessary to prepare a substitute.
As a substitute, this was not like shooting a movie. Although the requirements were not too outrageous, they still needed to have a certain level of foundation … …
For example, Nguyễn Văn Trung's substitute's appearance was almost flawless. Even the way he spoke, although it was a little stiff, there was almost nothing abnormal about it.
Qin Fang was here to kill Nguyễn Văn Trung today. Although this substitute looked exactly like Nguyễn Văn Trung, it was in fact not the real Nguyễn Văn Trung. Qin Fang naturally did not want to waste time on such a fake. It would be too wasteful … …
"With his personality, he should be hiding in a corner where he can see this place … …"
After determining that this Nguyễn Văn Trung was a fake, Qin Fang immediately pondered and began to search again.
This time, Nguyễn Văn Trung was here to avenge Ruan Youlin, and he was using himself as bait. However, there were some problems with his bait, so he could stay out of it.
It was just that killing an enemy and taking revenge … … This naturally had to be done with one's own hands, or witnessed with one's own eyes. No one wanted to do such a satisfying thing only through a computer screen.
Therefore, Qin Fang felt that Nguyễn Văn Trung must have already arrived, but he was more cautious, so he must be hiding in a more remote location.
This was also a very reasonable thing. Nguyễn Văn Trung definitely did not want to die so inexplicably, so using this substitute to do it was also a very good idea.
In fact, this was not something that he came up with alone. Many rich, powerful, and powerful people liked to do this kind of thing … …
The main reason was still for safety reasons … …
Qin Fang immediately opened the minimap and carefully filtered through it. Within a range of fifty meters, this was a very large area.
However, whether or not Nguyễn Văn Trung was within the range of fifty meters was very difficult to guarantee. Perhaps Qin Fang checked through everyone and found nothing, or perhaps Qin Fang found the hidden location of the honor points at a glance.
Qin Fang quickly filtered through one person after another. These people also changed from the previous red symbol to a "harmless" green symbol.
This green symbol mainly meant that these people had changed to a "friendly" state, and did not have any hostility towards Qin Fang. Naturally, this made Qin Fang feel a lot more relaxed.
In fact, this was also relatively easy to understand.
These people were not familiar with Qin Fang at all. They did not even have any contact with him, so naturally, there was no hatred or anything like that. Changing from red to green was very normal.
"Eh … …"
However, as he filtered through one target after another, Qin Fang really did notice something. He immediately noticed something strange in the corner.
This was a huge red symbol. To Qin Fang, this meant that this person was extremely hostile towards Qin Fang … …
"So he's hiding here … …"
Without a doubt, there were only a few people in the entire Luocheng who hated Qin Fang to the bone. There were only a few people.
Li Yaonan … … This one was already dead and could be ignored!
Ruan Youlin … … This one was also dead and could be ignored … …
Then the only one left seemed to be Coconut Oil. That would be the ruler of Luocheng, Nguyễn Văn Trung. The Nguyễn Văn Trung who was hosting the funeral was a fake, so the one hiding in the corner was the real Nguyễn Văn Trung.
"Since you're here, don't expect to be able to leave … …"
After confirming Nguyễn Văn Trung's whereabouts, Qin Fang reconsidered his plan of action.
Basically, the commanding heights around the cemetery were already occupied by Nguyễn Văn Trung's people. At the same time, this area was completely covered by firepower.
As soon as Qin Fang showed his face, Nguyễn Văn Trung's people would definitely make a move immediately. They would definitely not show any mercy to Qin Fang.
As for accidentally injuring others, Nguyễn Văn Trung did not care at all.
However, if Nguyễn Văn Trung thought that this would make Qin Fang not dare to make a move, then he was very wrong.
Qin Fang carefully paid attention to the positions of a few sniping points. At the same time, he shifted his body slightly. Then, he immediately made his move.
No one saw how his hand moved, but suddenly, a black shadow flew out from his hand. It was very abrupt.
"There's a bomb … …"
Almost at the same time, a sharp voice immediately roared, and at the same time, a black thing flew towards Ruan Youlin's tomb.
When this happened, even though Nguyễn Văn Trung was prepared, the crowd that suddenly became abnormally chaotic immediately became restless.
"There's a bomb, run … …"
Some of the more cowardly ones directly looked at the periphery and ran away, as if they were afraid that they would be the last one to be blown up by the bomb.
When the crowd was in chaos, there was no way to maintain the formation. It was like a plate of loose sand. It really gave people a headache just looking at it.
Following the commotion, Qin Fang, who was mixed in the crowd, also quickly retreated to the periphery with the flow of people … …
Ruan Youlin's funeral was supposed to be a very serious matter, but compared to his own life, it was not so important.
There were at least two to three hundred people who came to attend the funeral. The scale of the funeral was quite large.
When the crowd was in chaos, the crowd separated into groups and gathered together, quickly escaping in the same direction.
There were quite a lot of small groups like this. The big ones had ten to twenty people, the small ones only had two or three people, and some even only had one person.
At this moment, Qin Fang was in a small team of about seven or eight people, rushing out of the graveyard as fast as they could …
But if one paid close attention to the direction this group of people was running, one could very clearly see that they were running in the direction of Nguyễn Văn Trung.
When Qin Fang was running in the crowd, he very clearly saw Nguyễn Văn Trung's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd … … Obviously, he did not expect such a thing to happen!
Just now, he had also asked the snipers about the situation. Although they saw someone throw the so-called "bomb," several of them said that they didn't see clearly which one it was. There were even some who directly said that they didn't even know where the bomb was thrown.
While Nguyễn Văn Trung was having a headache, Qin Fang seemed to be quite relaxed. His eyes looked at Nguyễn Văn Trung with evil intentions. Then, he shook his arm slightly, and a very small Grenade Palm appeared in his hand. Almost without hesitation, he aimed at Nguyễn Văn Trung, who was angrily scolding his subordinates not far away, and gently pulled the trigger … …
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