Female President’s Bodyguard

Longhai City, the largest funeral home.

The president of Maserati stopped slowly, and Xiao Chen got out of the car.

"Brother Chen!"

Knife, who had been waiting at the door, limped over.

"Well, everything is arranged?"

Xiao Chen nodded and patted Xiao Dao on the shoulder.

"Well, leave at ten o'clock."

"it is good."

The two entered the funeral home, and then came to the empty mourning hall.

The place where the remains were originally placed was empty, and on the table in front were urns and black and white photos.

Three sticks of fragrance are burning, and Su Yunfei in the photo is smiling and looking ahead.

Next to it, there are wreaths, which Xiao Chen specially asked Xiaodao to prepare. There are no elegiac couplets and names on them, but only a few special symbols.

No one offered condolences, not even the staff, which seemed a little deserted and solemn.

Xiao Chen came to the table, looked at the black and white photos, and didn't speak for a while.

Xiao Dao stood behind him, his body straightened, like a knife waiting to be unsheathed!

"Do you think Lao Su will blame me?"

After a long time, Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know, but if it were me, I wouldn't blame you, I'm willing."

The knife's voice is not loud, but serious.

The huge mourning hall became silent again until the mourning sounded and the staff walked in.

"Excuse me, is there a farewell ceremony now?"

The staff stepped forward, came to Xiao Chen and Xiaodao, and asked softly.

"let's start."

Xiao Chen nodded, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stood on the table.

"Just the two of you?"

The staff was a little surprised.

"Well, just the two of us, let's go through the process."

Beside, Xiaodao said.

"OK."

The staff was a little strange. They glanced at the urn on the table, why was it so weird everywhere?

The farewell ceremony started, and the staff followed the procedure. This may be the first farewell ceremony for two people in so many years since she presided over the farewell ceremony!

"A bow."

"Two bows."

"Three bows."

Xiao Chen and Xiaodao stood in front of the table, bowed and bowed, a trace of cold breath spread.

The staff standing in front shivered abruptly, and then she looked around, how could it be so cold all of a sudden?

"Okay, I don't need you here, leave at ten o'clock and come back."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"OK."

The staff was eager to leave as soon as possible. She was never afraid before, but now for some reason, she felt a chill all over her body, as if she was in a cold storage.

"Old Su, Su Qing and Xiaomeng are fine, you don't have to worry about them...Su Qing's troubles have not been resolved yet, but don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt her...and Xiaomeng, girl Big Eighteen Changes, much prettier than the photos you showed me..."

Xiao Chen stood at the table, looked at the black and white photos, and said softly.

In front of my eyes, scenes from the past are constantly flashing... the first time the two met, the first fight, the first time drinking... fighting the enemy side by side, living and dying together... There are joys, tears, and more... Scarlet blood...

Time passed minute by minute, and the dirge and music were played over and over again.

At ten o'clock, the staff reappeared, and she was a little surprised to find that the two of them had been standing in front of the table from just now, maintaining a certain posture, not even changing their positions!

wack!

Everything today is weird!

"It's ten o'clock, sir."

The staff stepped forward and said something cautiously, as if afraid of disturbing them.

"Um."

Xiao Chen looked away from the black and white photo, nodded: "Go directly to the cemetery?"

"Yes, there are already staff waiting there."

"it is good."

Immediately afterwards, two staff members in black suits walked in, wanting to get the urn and black and white photos, but Xiao Chen stopped them.

"The urn, I'll get it."

The two staff members looked at each other and didn't touch the urn again.

Xiao Chen was holding the urn with both hands, while Xiao Dao was holding the black and white photo, followed by two staff members, walking towards the outside.

Su Yunfei, who was supposed to cover himself with the national flag and enjoy unlimited glory, is so unknown, he will be buried in the ground for peace.

Every step of Xiao Chen felt a little strenuous, as if the urn in his arms was heavier than a thousand catties!

"Sir, there is a special car over there." The staff guided.

"Xiaodao, you take the photo and take that car."

"how about you?"

"I think Old Su would rather take his sister's car... This is equivalent to Su Qing giving him a ride!"

Xiaodao nodded: "Okay."

Holding the urn in his hands, Xiao Chen came to the parking lot, opened the car door and got in, then gently placed the urn on the passenger seat.

"Old Su, this is Su Qing's car..."

Xiao Chen started the car and drove towards the cemetery, while the funeral home's vehicles followed behind.

On the way, when passing by a supermarket, Xiao Chen stopped the car, gestured to the car behind, motioned them to go first, and walked in.

A few minutes later, he came out with a shopping bag in his hand, which contained a lot of things.

"Old Su, let us brothers have a good drink later."

After Xiao Chen got into the car, he put the shopping bag on the back seat, and then continued to drive towards the cemetery.

The location is getting more and more remote, and there are fewer and fewer cars on the road. It took more than an hour to reach the cemetery.

This cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery, each cemetery is separated by a long distance...

If an ordinary cemetery is a commercial house, with houses next to each other, then this is a manor. In addition to burying bones, there is also a small piece of land that belongs to you!

This is also the reason why the cemetery here is sky-high!

Xiao Chen got out of the car, took down the urn, looked around, and smiled.

This is his first time here, but he is still satisfied. It is one thing not to say that the promotional picture is one thing, but it is another thing actually...

After all, most of the people who buried their bones here were prominent figures in Longhai City, and the funeral home did not dare to deceive them.

"Brother Chen, are you satisfied?"

Xiaodao stepped forward and asked a question.

"Well, facing the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming."

Xiao Chen looked at the sea not far away and the unknown little flowers around, and nodded.

"Mr. Xiao, shall we start now?"

A staff member came over and asked.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded, came to the grave, gently put down the urn, and then lit the incense and cigarettes.

The staff also prepared all kinds of sacrifices, and even piles of paper money.

The incense was exhausted, the smoke was extinguished, and the urn was placed in the grave.

Xiao Chen and Xiao Dao personally filled the soil, then pushed the marble sarcophagus cover, and stopped after making sure that no gaps were left.

Immediately afterwards, there was another series of rituals. After all the rituals were completed, it was already an hour later, and it was noon.

The scene was quiet, except for the sound of waves beating against the rocks not far away, there was no other sound.

Xiao Chen, Xiaodao and the staff all bowed three times, and the funeral was considered a ceremony.

"Mr. Xiao, that's all right."

"Well, sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

"Xiaodao, you go back with them." Xiao Chen turned to look at Xiaodao.

"how about you?"

"I'll stay with Lao Su for a while, and I'll drive back by myself later."

Xiaodao opened his mouth, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Xiaodao and the staff were gone, only Xiao Chen and a newly erected tombstone remained in the empty cemetery.

The wind picked up, and the waves on the sea got bigger, and the waves beat on the cliff rocks, making a rumbling sound.

Xiao Chen walked slowly to the cliff tens of meters away, and when he looked around, he could see the clear blue sea.

"what!"

Xiao Chen raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, which was a kind of vent.

Under the feet, the waves are more turbulent, tumbling, several meters high.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the sea below the cliff more than ten meters away, where there was a speedboat bobbing up and down with the waves.

"Why is there a speedboat here? Could it be the cemetery administrator's?"

Surprise flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and the thought flashed by, but he didn't think about it too much, and he was not in the mood.

After standing on the cliff for a while, he came to the car, took the shopping bag from the car, then returned to the tombstone and sat down on the ground.

"Old Su, let's have a drink!"

Xiao Chen took out Red Star Erguotou from the shopping bag, opened it, poured some on the ground first, then turned his head to the mouth of the bottle without using a cup, and started drinking.

"what!"

Xiao Chen let out a sigh of alcohol, put down the bottle, and took out peanuts and other snacks from the shopping bag.

"Old Su, look, this is a recent photo of Su Qing and Xiaomeng... This is a sneak shot by me at the risk of being discovered, just to show you..."

Xiao Chen took out his phone again, found two photos, and grinned at the black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Su Qing is okay, if Xiaomeng finds out that I secretly took pictures of her, she will probably drive me out as a pervert... You sister, you don't like me, it's okay, who is I, I will conquer it in minutes she……"

One person, one tombstone, the atmosphere at the scene seemed a little weird and bleak.

Xiao Chen was drinking, chattering non-stop, laughing from time to time, and occasionally had red eye circles...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and there were more and more empty wine bottles in front of the tombstone, and Xiao Chen was also half drunk.

"Old Su, you used to say that there is no need for ancestral lands to bury bones. Life is full of green hills... But Qingshan is lucky to bury loyal bones, and now the horse leather shroud is still... Another day, when the time comes, I will bring Su Qing and Xiaomeng to see you... ..."

Xiao Chen leaned on the tombstone, looked up at the sea in the distance, his eyes were a little empty, and he murmured.

The sun is gradually setting to the west, the wind has calmed down, and the sound of the waves has also become much quieter...

Just when Xiao Chen was half-drunk, half-awake, and half-asleep, a siren sounded faintly and gradually became clear...

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the car sounded, and a large-displacement off-road vehicle galloped towards it, kicking up dust all the way...

In the car, there were four men in their thirties with stern expressions and a murderous aura!

And in their hands, they resolutely hold the AK-47!

This is the third chapter today, continue to code words, and strive to continue to update!