When the convoy was about to drive again, Butler Fu ordered to stop again.

"See if there are any frog corpses."

Butler Fu sat in a black bulletproof car, narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the bodyguards, and then issued instructions to the bodyguard leader. He knew in his heart that although the white paper fan was just a military advisor, as unattended as he used to be, he had some private power.

Not many, but he is very loyal, just like the bodyguard leader around him. This is the little leader who had been in Heshengtang a long time ago. He has taken care of and cultivated it like water flowing for more than ten years, making him grateful and loyal to himself. Today, he has attained enlightenment, so he will naturally have to ascend to heaven.

Therefore, a leader instantly became his bodyguard captain.

The bodyguard captain nodded with the gun, and then led more than a dozen people to the scene. Looking at their backs, Butler Fu sighed softly. He hoped that there would be a frog in the pile of corpses, otherwise he would be afraid of being able to sleep in the future. He still remembered the boy's hatred eyes.

After waiting for five minutes, the bodyguard captain returned flexibly. He tapped the window lightly and spoke when Butler Fu looked at him: "I checked three times and tested each body. There were no frog corpses inside. I guess he did not participate in this operation or he was hiding in the dark."

"He should be hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to kill me."

Butler Fu slowly rolled up the car window, keeping his face calm, "He will definitely come to me! You can pass the order and be more careful on the way to the cemetery. You can't let go of any clues carelessly. Although the frog's skills and marksmanship are ordinary, it's still terrible to go crazy by one person."

The bodyguard captain nodded: "I understand!"

Butler Fu leaned on the seat and looked at the bright lights in front of him. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He knew that he was sitting in the position of the Southern King and fanned his confidants with white paper would think that he had betrayed the former, and some people who knew the inside story would despise him and despise him at the critical moment.

People's hearts will no longer be as good as before!

Butler Fu exhaled a long breath, and he felt that some precious things were slowly losing, people's hearts, respect, glory, prestige, but compared with the satisfaction of accomplishment brought by power and status, all losses were nothing! After all, that was something he pursued throughout his life.

Lao Bai, when I have the power, I will avenge you.

Butler Fu's fists were slightly tightened and he made a promise that he didn't even believe in himself.

The cemetery at night is particularly quiet and silent.

Even though two thousand people were present tonight, the huge cemetery still showed a cold look. While checking the time, the three kings asked someone to call Butler Fu. Fifteen minutes had passed since the ceremony, but Butler Fu had not appeared yet, which made the waiting people a little worried.

All the items and procedures have been arranged, and the expensive coffin with a white paper fan has been placed in the tomb pit. Just wait for Butler Fu to come and bury the soil, and then turn to the Nanwang's seat procedure. Using a happy event to continue a funeral will make the depressed mood of more than 2,000 hall masters much relieved.

But on this important day, Butler Fu was late!

Moreover, his phone was turned off!

"What are you doing?"

This not only surprised the hall masters, but even the three kings showed concern. Although they didn't want Butler Fu to be in his position and wanted him to die without a place to die, at the forefront of the storm, Butler Fu must not have any trouble, otherwise nearly half of the hall master would take out a guy to mutiny.

So they sent people to search for information about Butler Fu.

"Butler Fu was attacked, but he was shocked!"

"The attacker was a confidant of the White Army Division, and all fourteen people were wiped out."

"Butler Fu insists on coming and will arrive in ten minutes."

The news came one by one as everyone was waiting for anxiety, and the attack on Butler Fu was spread. Yuan Bolang's old subordinate frowned slightly. He thought it was the Three Kings or the Mafia who was playing a conspiracy, but unexpectedly it was the confidant of the white paper fan. It was obvious that the other person put the master's death monster on Butler Fu.

The Three Kings and Butler Fu have already confirmed that the death of Bai Paper Fan is related to the mafia, so the masters of the hall disagreed with the attack on Butler Fu, thinking that this is just to ask someone to vent their anger and resentment. However, when they thought of the dispute that morning, everyone felt much more relieved.

At that time, Butler Fu instigated many hall masters to prevent Baipai Fan from taking office as King of the Southern King. Now, his confidants were naturally unwilling to accept the situation when Butler Fu took over the position of his master, so it is understandable that it was the attack that someone had already secretly circulated that Butler Fu and the mafia killed Baipai Fan.

Otherwise, how could the murderer sneak into the theater?

As the thoughts turned, Butler Fu's convoy arrived at the cemetery. Old Fu, who had experienced a life-and-death attack, remained calm. He walked out of the car door and waved to everyone, showing the style of a superior whom he had rarely seen in his cousin. He no longer had the same submissiveness and low eyebrows as he used to be.

This is definitely a character! Many brothers make judgments.

Butler Fu quickly came over to greet the Three Kings and the others. The bodyguard captain and more than ten people were in a row. Obviously, he had been told by Butler Fu to protect them closely. The King of Western Scandal glanced at them and then smiled softly: "Old Fu, I heard that you were attacked by the loyal military commander Bai in the middle. Is it okay?"

"I didn't expect that a small group of remnants would dare to attack you."

The corner of the King of Xi's mouth curled up, then sighed and said, "It's really beyond my expectations. It can be seen that Lao Bai is not simple. Everyone is dead. There are so many people who avenge him, which is really amazing. However, this also reminds us to take strict precautions to avoid being attacked by the other party."

Butler Fu had no panic or distress on his face. He just smiled faintly and replied: "Yes, I didn't expect Lao Bai's subordinates to be stubborn! The master had to take revenge after making a big mistake, but everything didn't matter. Anyway, it had been settled, and all fourteen people were beaten into sieve by me."

"I hope the remaining evil can be taken as a warning and not to work hard for the dead."

Butler Fu waved his hand and shouted to more than two thousand people:

"It's not worth it, it's useless! I don't want to die, no one can take my life!"

The last three words show his strong confidence and show that it is not easy for anyone to kill him, butler Fu. The three kings can also hear a deep meaning, that is, they, even Chu Tian, ​​should not have the idea of ​​destroying bridges across the river. He dared to come to his seat today to show that he had enough ability to sit firmly.

The King of Western face was not turbulent, but he raised his finger and smiled, "Butler Fu, it's fine if you're fine. You can rest for a while. We will sacrifice to the White Army Master later. I, the King of Eastern and King of Northern are both rough people and I can't read the tributes at all, so you need to read them later."

"good!"

Speaking of this, Butler Fu also showed a hint of fun: "Military Bai should thank us. Only our benevolent, righteous, propriety, wisdom and trustworthy Heshengtang will be buried by a man who colluded with the mafia and eventually suffered the consequences. Although he was in a dilemma at night, he was also supreme glorious."

The two thousand hall masters frowned slightly, feeling that these words were a little harsh.

"But Mr. Fu's words are reasonable, okay, let's not say more."

The King of Westerners walked sideways towards the prepared podium, and then shouted to more than 2,000 people in the audience: "Brothers, I'm sorry to let you stay in London for so long, but tonight is related to two important matters between us and Shengtang, so everyone is patient and send the last journey of the White Army."

"Then let Butler Fu take office as the King of Southern."

"OK!"

Applause rang like thunder, and many people shouted the words "Butler Fu".

The latter raised his hand again to signal to them, responding to the politeness he should have. Only some of the hall masters remained silent. They followed the white paper for some time, and the people's hearts were somewhat pulled away by the latter. Moreover, they knew that the two were good brothers, so they remained silent to the energetic Butler Fu.

"not good!"

"not good!!"

"not good!!!"

At this moment, five strong men emerged not far away, imposingly in the night. The leader was the frog that had disappeared for a long time, wearing barefoot and heavy filial piety. Just like last time he fought against Chu Tian, ​​he pulled off his clothes while walking forward, and the buttons fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Soon, his scarred upper body appeared in front of everyone. Dozens of scars of various sizes were hideous and terrifying, but it also showed that he had no guns or malicious intentions. The four people around him also took out short guns, threw them on the ground expressionlessly, and then walked into the cemetery step by step.

"Military White, the frog is here to send you."
Chapter completed!