Previously, Hei Ze was anxious to deal with Hu Xiaobei.
But now, he feels there’s no need to rush, because making Hu Xiaobei die too quickly would be unfair to his deceased disciple.
So, he’s planning to take his time and let Hu Xiaobei experience more despair...
...
Deadpan faces!
At this moment, all of Hei Ze’s subordinates getting off the car were wearing deadpan expressions...
Then, one of them spoke expressionlessly, "What do we do? Do we really have to wear mourning clothes for that jerk called Hei Lin?"
"Exactly!"
None of them wanted to do it...
Because they knew this was really a joke!
They were all much older than Hei Lin, how could they pretend to be his sons!
The guy leading them heard their frustrated voices, frowned hard, and shouted, "What the hell, I know we shouldn’t do this, but we have no choice now, the blade is on our necks!"
These guys were doing pretty well for themselves, so they really didn’t want to be someone else’s son!
Honestly, if it was someone else who made the request, they would have just refused directly, but since it was Hei Ze’s request, they really didn’t dare refuse!
Seeing everyone fall silent, the man who had been speaking sighed, "Alright, let’s not waste time here, let’s go in!"
"Okay!"
Knowing they had no other choice, they silently agreed...
...
Inside the store, the store manager was working, and suddenly seeing so many people approaching, he was startled...
"Excuse me, you all..."
Hearing such a question, the leader frowned and said coldly, "Cut the crap, we need mourning clothes!"
"Alright!"
The store owner quickly agreed!
The store owner wasn’t offended by their tone, because he often encountered such people here...
Quickly, the store owner began helping them pick out clothes, and after they were selected, he smiled and said, "Now, tell me your father’s birth date so I can prepare the mourning materials for you!"
The leader’s eyelid twitched as he replied, "Can we not mention the birthdate?"
"This...that won’t do! If you’ve forgotten, you can call and ask!"
Frowning with some frustration, they eventually revealed Hei Lin’s birth year and month...
The store owner was preparing to register when he suddenly raised his head in surprise, "Excuse me, did you guys give me the wrong numbers?"
The reason he mumbled this was because the person they mentioned was only in their twenties...
"No mistake! That’s the one!"
"But this..."
Hearing the store owner start to argue again, the leader impatiently shouted, "What? Are you refusing our money?"
"It’s not about the money, it’s just that I need to confirm; if the deceased isn’t your father, you don’t need to wear mourning clothes!"
"But he is our father!"
"Are you kidding me!"
The store owner was angry!
Because these people all looked over thirty, so their father should be at least sixty or seventy...
But the birthdate they just gave was for someone in their twenties...
As the store owner voiced his frustration, many people in the store gathered around.
This store owner had been here for many years, so he had many friends, and they all came over because they were worried he would be bullied!
"What’s going on?"
"Yeah!"
"Is someone causing trouble?"
As they approached, they quickly surrounded the store owner...
Then, they all looked warily at these customers...
Hearing their questions, the store owner pointed at those people, "I don’t know who sent them, but they’re causing trouble here!"
"Really? Think we’re pushovers?"
"Yeah!"
"Get out of here!"
"Damn it!"
They were already full of anger, now they were even angrier after being shouted at!
Knowing they couldn’t escalate the situation, they said, "We’re not here to cause trouble, we’re really here to buy mourning clothes, give us the clothes and we’ll leave immediately!"
While saying this, he directly pulled out a wad of cash...
Seeing this, everyone looked at the store owner!


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