HCB Chapter 236 Three Seven, Three Seven, Go! ! !
Chapter 236 Three Seven, Three Seven, Go! ! !
"Go in here and look for it!"
Outside the funeral home.
The leading arms dealer cast a gloomy look at the uniquely shaped building in front of him.
He bowed his head and pondered for a while.
Immediately with a wave of his hand, he led a few of his men and pushed open the dusty funeral door.
In the entire cemetery, except for those tombs that were not checked, they have searched all places where people could hide, but there is still no sign of Old Nord.
The old guy is not dead, he really has trouble sleeping and eating.
There is absolutely no way to get in position by yourself.
Moreover, the old guy has so many assets abroad, and he has no children under his name. According to the order of inheritance, it should be his nephew who takes the lion's share of the inheritance.
What's more, before coming.
He brought his lawyers.
As long as the old Nord's whereabouts can be found, even if it is a corpse, and his fingerprints can be successfully stamped on the suicide note, the task this time will be considered a complete success.
As for the few Longguo people, not only did he not blame them, he even thanked them several times in his heart.
"Search carefully to see where Mr. Nuode is? This is the only place left in the entire cemetery that has not been searched. It must be here. Is it possible that someone can be so wicked and hide people in the tomb?"
The white arms dealer stood in the dark hall, gritted his teeth and gave an order.
The dozen or so men behind him looked solemn, and dispersedly began to search the funeral home.
At this time.
Located in a coffin at the farthest corner.
Old Nord woke up again.
After lying in the coffin and groping for a long time, the whole person was dumbfounded again.
"Fake, what kind of shit professional team, the person who failed the operation is still alive? Just bury it for me?"
No matter how dazed he was, he could probably figure out that inside the container he was lying in, one end was big and the other end was small, and it was in the shape of a square box as a whole. The inside was polished very smooth, and there was even a faint smell of paint.
If it's not a coffin, what else could it be?
Angrily shouted and cursed.
After all, he was an arms dealer who had been in the international market all his life. In less than a minute, he quickly calmed down.
"Bang... bang... bang!"
He reached out and knocked on the coffin board above, the sound was crisp and not dull.
What does this mean?
It means that the coffin has not been buried in the soil yet.
Otherwise, it couldn't be this sound.
Since he was not buried in the soil, that is to say, there is still a possibility for him to ask for help?
So far.
In the warehouse where hundreds of coffins were neatly placed.
There was a rhythmic sound of knocking on wood.
"Bang bang... bang bang bang... bang... bang!"
Accompanied by old Nord's almost begging cry for help.
"Ha Lou, is anyone here? I'm alive...don't rush to bury me, I still have something to say, really, can we talk? Can we talk again?"
"I love Longguo... Is it okay if I don't change my waist? Come on someone!"
"It's really possible to rescue and rescue again... Let me out!"
"..."
In the end.
Old Nord's voice started to cry, in the coffin warehouse where you can't see your fingers, let alone a lot of people.
"Fake, I won't let you go, become a ghost, and I will follow you..."
Several arms dealers who had just opened the warehouse door, heard the intermittent crying from inside, and the white hair sweat burst out.
They looked at each other.
They all saw a trace of horror in the eyes of their companions.
"Am I hallucinating? No... what is this place? Why are there so many coffins?"
"Listen to the sound, why is it a bit like Mr. Nuode's cry, yes... that's right, I went to rescue Mr. Nuode after his waist was pinched by a few Long Kingdom people, it seems to be this cry."
"Hiss? Mr. Nord won't be... already dead?"
Several people murmured in low voices.
Busy out of the coffin warehouse.
Not long.
The old Nord's nephew led a group of people, and rushed into the coffin warehouse with a full face of excitement.
Looking at hundreds of coffins of different colors.
He waved his hand immediately.
"Open all the coffins. Even if I, Uncle, are dead, I have to put my fingerprints on the suicide note today. Hurry up..."
After speaking.
He personally took the lead and opened a coffin.
"Uncle, where are you? I'm Nuorin... I'm here to save you, can you hear me?"
The white arms dealer walked cautiously through the aisle next to a row of coffins, talking in a low voice.
Hope to get a response from old Nord.
"Bang... bang... bang!"
Not long.
There was a rapid knocking sound from a coffin in the corner.
Nuo Lin was taken aback, and quickly ran over.
"Uncle, is that you?"
"Don't call me Uncle, quickly open the coffin, I'm still alive, why did you come here until now."
A very familiar voice came from inside.
Nuo Lin licked the corner of her mouth.
After walking around the coffin several times, he gritted his teeth and pushed the coffin board open a gap.
A few fingers came out of the gap.
Seeing this, Nuo Lin blinked at the two subordinates beside him.
The other party understands.
Immediately leaned forward, whispered inside and said
"Mr. Nord, the outside of the coffin is sealed. We need to carry it out to open it. How is your body? If you persist, you will be rescued immediately!"
After speaking.
Nuo Lin used force to seal the lid of the coffin again.
He greeted a few people and walked out of the funeral home carrying the coffin.
along the way.
Old Nord lay there with a gloomy expression.
He squinted his eyes and said nothing.
It wasn't until the coffin hit the ground that it knocked on the wooden board next to it, and said in a deep voice
"Open the coffin, I agree, from now on, all the business will be handed over to you, Nuorin, Uncle is getting old and lost another kidney, basically there is nothing to look forward to in life, from now on my property will be yours. "
"Crunch..."
Finish with the words.
The coffin board was suddenly lifted.
Old Nord looked at his nephew who handed over a suicide note, and then looked at the expressions of several subordinates around him, with anger shining in his eyes.
He had noticed it just now.
What coffin is sealed, everything is an excuse.
The other party may have already started planning this matter after he was injured.
"Hehe, Uncle... here is the suicide note. As long as you sign it, I guarantee that a large manor will be prepared for you and dozens of models will be hired. At your age, you should have retired long ago!"
"And, the cemetery is full of my subordinates."
"Here's the lawyer, and he's going to watch you sign and put your thumbprint, and I'm so happy to see you alive."
After Nuo Lin finished speaking.
Old Nord stood up trembling.
Pointing to a few tombstones not far away.
Angrily cursed
"What are you waiting for? Have you seen enough?"
"Okay, I compromise, I am willing..."
"Get rid of this person quickly, I'm going to set him on fire myself... Hurry up!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Look in the direction of old Nord's finger.
I saw a few people standing up behind the tombstone.
The dark muzzle was aimed at them.
"What are you still doing in a daze? Do you have any sympathy for respecting the old and loving the young? Haven't you seen our customers being threatened? Come on..."
Su Mo rushed out first, shouting excitedly
"Three seven, three seven!"
"Fuck them!"