Chapter 1142: Reporting a Death Is a Technical Job (Part 2)

Zhuge Xiaohua and the others had long known that their master was not simple, and seemed to be very good at divination.

So when the master said this, Zhuge Xiaohua panicked.

The master was always surprised: "Wow! Still like this!? Wow! Still like this!? Wow! You girl has such fancy ideas! No wonder she's called Xiaohua!"

Zhuge Xiaohua felt that she was going to die on the spot.

Isn’t this the death of the human society? ?

She begged: "Master, don't... don't say... don't say..."

The master opened his eyes wide: "You still like this!? Oh my God! Young people really dare to play..."

Zhuge Xiaohua was so anxious that she almost cried: "Master, please don't tell others, I will change, I will never dare to do it again..."

"Oh!?" The master was excited: "What a move!"

Hua Xuening came over and asked, "What move!?"

Zhuge Xiaohua couldn't break free. He even shed tears when he remembered: "Oh, don't ask...you...really, master, don't say..."

The master laughed, held Hua Xuening's wrist, and was immediately surprised: "Wow! You actually want to do that with her!?"

Hua Xuening was stunned, her face turned red, and she mustered up the courage to ask, "Is there any drama?"

"Well..." Master nodded: "I can't do it anymore, please find Cheng Wen."

Hua Xuening smiled shyly and hit Hun Tiangang's arm: "Master, you hate it!"

Then he looked at Lu Chengwen shyly: "Master, master asked a few of us to... do that."

How could Lu Chengwen have the time to deal with these things: "Master, uncle, he..."

Lu Chengwen stared at Hun Tiangang, really afraid that this old man, who was already mentally unstable, would suddenly not be able to accept the bad news.

Almost all of his body was tense, and at the same time, a sad feeling of mourning suddenly hit his heart violently.

When he thought about everything he had done with his uncle in the past, and when he thought that he was going up the mountain to pay his respects to his master as the second disciple of the Yansha Clan... the sadness, desolation, and mixed emotions came to Lu Chengwen all of a sudden. Eye circles red.

The voice suddenly trembled: "...he's gone."

Hun Tiangang was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Lu Chengwen was stunned, and his sadness disappeared instantly.

"No, Master, Master, he... has gone."

"Where are you going!?"

At this time, Zhao Ritian had come back, with the corners of his mouth cracked and bleeding: "Master, uncle is dead!"

Hun Tiangang returned his hand and knocked Zhao Ritian away again, shouting loudly: "Fart!"

This slap was so hard! It was obvious that Master was really angry.

Long Aotian knelt on the ground and couldn't hold back his laughter. He turned back to Zhuge Xiaohua and Hua Xuening and said:

"Did you see it? There are benefits to kneeling here! Zhao Ritian, a silly roe deer, is still too shallow."

Hua Xuening pouted: "You can just kneel down honestly, why do you talk so much!"

Zhuge Xiaohua pulled Hua Xuening: "After all, we all know each other."

Long Aotian rolled his eyes at them: "Reporting a funeral? Huh, I knew it was nothing good. The master was confused. When he heard the news of the death, he would get angry and beat anyone who caught him. He was crazy! He got emotional. If you don't, you will vent your anger randomly, oh, so... don't look at me kneeling now, but this is the safest place."

Long Aotian turned around and found his master standing in front of him.

"Teacher, master..."

"Are you drinking!?"

"No, I was in the car just now..."

Boring——!

With one kick, Long Aotian rolled out for more than ten meters before stopping. He felt as if his sternum was broken.

Zhao Ritian looked at him: "Elder brother, why don't you kneel down?"

Long Aotian said with difficulty: "Get out."

Hun Tiangang came over and asked Long Aotian: "Tell me, what's wrong with your uncle!?"

Long Aotian said: "Nothing, he...he is fine."

"Then why did Zhao Ritian say he is dead!?"

Long Aotian shook his head: "He's talking nonsense. Uncle Master is doing well. He even went to the Jiang family a while ago and gave the Jiang family a lot of trouble. Hey, Uncle Master is really a great hero!"

"You fart!"

Hun Tiangang gave Long Aotian another kick: "How can he be considered a hero when he is such a vile person!?"

Long Aotian vomited blood: "Master, if you can't, ask Cheng Wen. He started earlier than me and has a higher seniority than me. He knows more."

Hun Tiangang turned around and saw Lu Chengwen standing not far away, looking at the ground with a sad look on his face.

"Cheng Wen, what happened?"

Lu Chengwen slowly raised his head: "Uncle Master is dead."

Hun Tiangang was stunned, then quickly walked up to him and grabbed Lu Chengwen's arm with both hands: "What did you say!?"

Lu Chengwen mustered up his courage: "I... went to Jiang's house a few days ago and became sworn brothers with Jiang Xiaohu. Then on the way back..."

Lu Chengwen sighed: "I saw a battlefield. Uncle Master... died in the battle. According to analysis, it should be the work of the big organization, Skynet, and the three groups of the Ouyang family in Bingzhou. Uncle Master fell into the Ouyang family's conspiracy. . Master...you must hold on!"

Hun Tiangang raised a hand, and the whole world fell silent.

He turned around slowly and moved slowly, his figure looking haggard.

Lu Chengwen hurriedly followed: "Master, don't be too sad. My uncle passed away peacefully and without pain. Master, we have something to talk about. Don't be sad. At such an old age, my uncle must have lived a long life. Master, master Uncle has been blessed in his life. He has been in the world for most of his life, and no one can stop him. He can do whatever he wants. It is definitely worth living. Master, please don't..."

Hun Tiangang said: "The Jiang family must have a conspiracy to ask Jiang Xiaohu to sworn sworn friends with you."

Lu Chengwen was stunned: "Ah, you... have you thought about this?"

Hun Tiangang turned around: "Anything else?"

Lu Chengwen said: "Master uncle is dead."

"Ah? Ming Disha?"

"Yes, he died, so crisp."

"Crack!? So crisp!?"

"Very crisp." Lu Chengwen said: "If it's not crisp, I don't want money."

"Oh, dead? Ah... OK OK OK..."

Everyone around was stunned.

It's just... you old Deng are too lazy to pretend, right! ? Can't you feel sad for him for a while! ?

What the hell is "OK"! ? What about the friendship and brotherhood we promised! ?

Long Aotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhao Ritian: "Do you know why we were beaten?"

Zhao Ritian said depressedly: "You! I was beaten because my clothes didn't fit and my mourning was not heavy enough; you were beaten because you drank!"

Long Aotian thought to himself that I didn't need to ask you.

Lu Chengwen was also confused: "Master, my uncle... died, can you... understand?"

"How did he die?"

"The big organization, Skynet, and Bingzhou three families jointly ambushed, the Ouyang family betrayed my uncle, designed him to be poisoned, and then surrounded and killed him."

Hun Tiangang was puzzled.

"Hiss... Why did he die?"

"Because the three families..."

"He died near the Jiang family, right?"

"Uh... yes... that's it..."

"Why did you choose that place?" The old man didn't understand.

"He was ambushed..."

"Well, let him be, it's his business where he wants to die... Hey, you said three families ambushed him, right?"

"Yes, three families, one of them is..."

Hun Tiangang looked at Lu Chengwen: "Ah, I understand."