In the next few days, the whole of Europe was in a subtle relationship with dark waves.

The details of the assassination of Heshengtang Conference are circulating and blurring step by step. The death of the white paper fan has gradually become an excuse to start a war. Among the bodies of four black handed members and the evidence of Butler Fu, the mafia killed the white paper fan for its long-term interests and became the orthodox circulating.

At the critical moment, he was consistent with Shengtang's gun.

The two major European gangs who have been together for more than ten years have not had a big friction. At this moment, because of the deadly sword of the white paper fan, it is meaningless no matter how the envoys sent by the mafia party explain it. They insist that Luciano and Shengtang are ready to attack the huge opponent at any time.

At this storm, another great news came from Heshengtang, that is, after negotiations with the old minister, the three kings were preparing to let Butler Fu take over Baizhifan as the King of Southern. The internal notice spread throughout Heshengtang again, giving the nervous Yuan Bolang's old subordinate a reassurance.

The time to take office is arranged for the first seventh after the death of Baipai Fan!

"Young Marshal, this is a really good day."

When the King of Westerners heard that Chu Tian was about to let Butler Fu take office on the first seven nights, a playful smile appeared on his face: "That day happened to be the fifteenth night of the full moon. People say that the night of killing people is dark and windy, but they don't know that sometimes when the moon is full, it's even more enjoyable to kill people."

Chu Tian looked at the comfort that the King of the West showed, leaned on the chair and smiled faintly: "Following the weather forecast, it was dark clouds that night and the sky turned into light rain. Although it was a good time to kill people, I had no plans to kill people for the time being. I was too tired to fight and kill people."

"Don't kill anyone?"

The King of Westerners was stunned. The old Baitouqi was the day when Butler Fu took office as King of Southern. If he did not kill him according to the gourd, wouldn’t it be a disaster for raising a tiger? You should know that Old Fu actually had the ambition to wear a dragon robe, which means that he would not be able to settle down even if he acquired the Queen of Southerners and would definitely rebel in the future.

So she stared at Chu Tian: "Well, I really let Old Fu take office?"

Chu Tian nodded seriously and replied without hesitation: "That's right! Just let Butler Fu sit in this position. I have already told you that the position of the Southern King is a dangerous evil position. Butler Fu actually likes this person, so please satisfy him. We can just watch the show quietly,"

"Young Marshal, your chess is too deep!"

The King of Western Smiling Smiling: "I can't understand."

Chu Tian curled a smile on his lips, and waved his fingers gently and said, "You will understand soon. If you send the order, in order to avoid the white paper fan again, you must protect the safety of Butler Fu. On the day of taking office, you must be highly alert."

The King of Western Sigh nodded: "I understand!"

When he was about to move his steps away from the door, the King of Western Hesitated for a moment and finally said with a wry smile: "Young Marshal, I really can't understand why you wanted Butler Fu to take the position of King of Southern. Don't you think this is too risky? Once he takes the oath, it will be difficult for us to move him."

"And he can develop his power justifiably."

Hearing the worry on the face of the King of Westerners, Chu Tian could only sigh and replied: "I let Old Fu serve as the King of Southerners. The most important purpose is to use him to stabilize people's hearts. If he had not come forward to testify against the White Paper Fan and the Mafia that night, we would have been quite troublesome."

"At least there is no such effect at present."

Chu Tian tapped the table with his finger: "I believe you know this. As for why I didn't kill him by copying it, it was because he died silently or unknown. Old Yuan's old subordinates would definitely not stop like a white paper fan. At that time, the leaderless people would burst out."

"Who can imagine the situation of an outbreak of 100,000 people?"

While the Western King nodded slightly, Chu Tian added a few more words: "So even if I want Mr. Fu to die, I have to let him die clearly. Everyone is convinced. Only in this way can the entire Heshengtang not change, and the old subordinates of Yuan completely eliminate their vigilance."

"How is the young marshal going to kill him?"

The Western King heard Chu Tian’s murderous intent and asked in a low voice: “When the wind passes, take action?”

Chu Tian shook his head gently and sighed: "No! He will be struck to death by lightning."

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The first seven has always been the funeral custom of the people in the Heavenly Dynasty. It is based on the time of the deceased's death, and the days and time calculated according to the time of the heavenly stems and earthly branches. However, since the inheritance is passed down to this day, everyone is accustomed to believe that the first seven refers to the seventh day after the death of a person, followed by Sanqi and Qiqi.

The first seventh day of Tonight, Heshengtang is a major day, because there are two major events today. One is to put a blank paper into peace and end his life and life in the martial arts world. The other is that Butler Fu takes office as the King of Southern King. His wife, who has been in trouble for many years, finally becomes a mother-in-law, and the old butler who has no dispute with the world finally reaches the high position.

With the example of a white paper fan dying in front of him, Butler Fu felt relieved and deeply worried about taking office this time. It was easy to say that Chu Tian would never dare to deal with him at the forefront. After all, if something happened to him, he would be completely divided with Shengtang.

He had already known the hall masters, and if something happened to him, it must have been done by the Three Kings and Chu Tian.

The deep worry is also because of Chu Tian. Although he is 99% sure that Chu Tian dares not kill him, he is still a little uneasy in his heart because according to normal thinking, Chu Tian will never dare to touch his hair, but Chu Tian has always been a madman.

So Butler Fu felt a little uneasy, but he quickly unhappened himself again. Tonight, he spread soil on the coffin of a white paper fan, and then declared his job to the major leaders. Then he led the elite back to Berlin, Germany overnight and returned to the territory of the master's strong soldiers. Chu Tian could no longer touch him.

Thinking of this, Butler Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

After preparing for both hands, Butler Fu took a shower and changed into a Tang suit that was exactly the same as Yuan Bolang. He finally wore a dragon robe for decades. The glorious feeling was far beyond the reach of the world, so he cherished it especially, cherished the position of the Southern King, and cherished his life.

Two hundred elite soldiers escorted him to the cemetery, which was where he showed his charm.

More than fifty cars drove towards the London Cemetery, with unfast speeds, and Yuan Bolang would not let go of every minor incident. He used his caution and caution to his home. After all, he did not want to die in the bathroom like a white paper fan, so the convoy drove for most of the journey without any surprises.

Just when Butler Fu was looking at the cemetery, a large truck suddenly rushed out from the side.

"boom!!!"

A large truck, with the wind roaring that tear the eardrum, rushed directly from the intersection. Its speed was comparable to that of a wild horse and a mad cow. There was no time to dodge. The two cars guarding the intersection were instantly knocked over and made a shocking loud noise, like a matchbox that was trampled.

The two cars were instantly twisted and deformed and broken.

The truck squeezed the car and continued to rush forward with strong power. It almost clashed with a big tree on the side of the road before screaming and braked. Then the iron doors on both sides of the truck were pushed open, revealing more than a dozen men in black. Then someone roared: "Avenge! Avenge the White Military Advisor."

"revenge!"

Butler Fu and the guards around him recognized him at a glance. They were private confidants trained by the white paper fan. They really didn't expect that these people would hate Butler Fu and set up ambush halfway. They immediately showed regret and helplessness: these people were purely seeking death.

Butler Fu had already arranged everything, how could he be killed casually?

At this moment, dozens of people drove around Butler Fu's car, showing off their guns and not giving each other a chance to get closer. Then more than a hundred people waved their guns to approach the former brothers. At this moment, the people in the truck were jumping down, and one of them had his eyes red, as if burning,

He waved his guns and roared wildly: "Kill! Kill Butler Fu!"

"It was him who betrayed Military Advisor Bai! It was him who killed Military Advisor Bai!"

More than a dozen attackers were like bulldozers on a chain, roaring and in a resolute posture, they launched the final charge towards Butler Fu in the car far away. The muzzle was like the most brilliant ceremony blooming at night, spitting out bullets with crazy roars.

The eyes of these people seemed to be dripping blood, and the smoke of gunpowder rose.

"Ah!!!~~"

For a moment, this long street of more than 50 meters was filled with tracer lights of bullets, and countless kitchen windows broke and fell apart in the sound of gunfire. Even more than ten headlights were turned off. The guards protecting Butler Fu also wailed in the bullets and fell to the ground.

"Kill them!"

Butler Fu knew that some things were not explained clearly, so he simply stopped explaining them. The attacker shouted wildly, even more shocking than the sound of guns. For a moment, it seemed that everyone was stunned by their spirit of looking at death.

After a short silence, more than a hundred guards raised their guns.

Just like the accompaniment, countless gunfire sounded.

The gunshot was the last respect for the opponent, bang bang bang bang bang! The bullets quickly covered the bodies of more than a dozen attackers, and the sharp warheads splashed a trace of blood. Not long after, the attackers fell to the ground in distorted bodies, but many people pulled the trigger before they died.

This is a tragic battle with a loyal and loyal fight.

Unfortunately, they are doomed to fail.

"Butler Fu, are you still going to the cemetery?"

After confirming that more than ten attackers died, an escort immediately ran to Butler Fu's car window and asked. Butler Fu glanced at the bloody corpse, a faint sarcasm flashed across his face, and then waved his fingers gently and said, "Of course! A slutty person is not worth worrying."

"clear!"


Chapter completed!