Lu Yao is dead.
Like a huge boulder thrown into the calm lake, it caused huge waves in Xuanshui City.
Lu Yao's name is probably known to everyone in Xuanshui City.
But it is not a good name, but a bad name that can make children stop crying.
He started from scratch and in just fifteen years established the Sanxiang Gang in Xuanshui City - a gangster force with powerful hands and eyes.
Now it is one of the two major gangs in Xuanshui City.
Such a person could cover the sky with one hand in the small city of Xuanshui. Unexpectedly, Lu Yao, who was in his prime, died suddenly at home last night.
The Sanxiang Gang claimed that Lu Yao died of heart disease, so they also gave the folks in Xuanshui City something to talk about after dinner.
…
Lu Ming felt his head was dizzy.
He opened his eyes and saw some light falling into his eyes.
His cheeks were itchy. Lu Ming turned his head and saw a waterfall of black hair on his cheeks, and a pleasant floral fragrance came to the tip of his nose.
Look down again
'What's happening here? '
'Didn't I fall asleep because I was tired from playing games last night? '
'Shouldn't I be at home? '
'Also...don't I have a girlfriend? '
A series of question marks appeared in his mind. Before Lu Ming could think more, there was a "bang" and the door was violently kicked open.
The naked woman next to her screamed.
Along with it, there was a cold female voice coming from the door.
"Lu Ming, my godfather is dead."
"I've been looking for you all morning, and you are indeed in this pink building."
Even though his brain was groggy, Lu Ming could hear the disappointment conveyed in the female voice.
He wanted to get up from the bed, but he only felt that his body was sore and he couldn't find the strength.
Footsteps sounded again from the door, and then four thick arms lifted Lu Ming directly from the bed.
"Put him in mourning clothes and tidy up neatly. This treacherous son has lived for sixteen years and has been embarrassed by his godfather for sixteen years. If you dare to act like a bastard again in the last few days, I will definitely kill you. Skin!"
"Wait a minute, Sister Luosha, Mr. Lu's drinking money..."
"Um!?"
"...No, no, no, it's my honor to serve Mr. Lu."
"You know the truth."
…
Lu Ming was put on the carriage.
The carriage was moving, speeding, and bumping, but it made Lu Ming's confused brain feel much better.
As his vision gradually became clearer, Lu Ming looked around and saw three people besides himself in the small carriage.
There were three people, two men and one woman, all dressed in black. The two men sat on either side of him, sandwiching him in the middle. They had fierce looks on their faces, and their arms were as thick as Lu Ming's thighs. They didn't look like good people at first glance.
On the other hand, the woman opposite is about 20 years old, with an average appearance, three-dimensional facial features, and a strong figure. Her black outfit outlines her plump breasts, slender thighs, and round hips. Coupled with a faintly cold expression, she looks very... Captivating.
Lu Ming's brain suddenly tingled, and the words Jade Rakshasa emerged from his mind.
Strange memories emerged, and soon Lu Ming knew the identity of the woman in front of him.
Jade Rakshasa of the Sanxiang Gang, one of the three main hall leaders in the gang, the adopted daughter of Lu Yao, and the cousin of Lu Ming in this body.
The instinct of his body made Lu Ming lower his head, not daring to look directly at the Jade Rakshasa - it seemed that Lu Ming was once afraid of the cousin in front of him.
The next second, more memories began to pour out of his mind. The memories of the two lifetimes were mixed together, making Lu Ming's eyes roll, as if he was hungover.
I vaguely saw the disappointment and helplessness in Jade Rakshasa's eyes, and Jade Rakshasa's voice sounded in my ears again.
"Get him dressed."
"I understand, sister."
…
Lu Ming felt like he was being manipulated like a puppet.
Others helped me put on my mourning clothes and put on my makeup.
He helped himself into a spacious mourning hall. There was a large coffin in the center of the mourning hall, and in the coffin lay a pale middle-aged man who was sixty-six percent similar to himself.
Uncontrollable sadness arose in his heart, and the sadness accelerated the fusion of the memories of the two lives. The confusion caused by the fusion of memories made Lu Ming confused, not knowing where he was or what he should do.
A deep singing voice came from the door.
"The Lord of Xuanshui City, Li Tongfang, comes to pay homage!"
Noisy footsteps sounded.
Then the singing started again.
"A bow."
"Two bows."
“The family returns the gift~~”
Lu Ming, who was kneeling, felt that he was being lifted up by a pair of small hands. When he looked up, he only saw a blurry figure in front of him, but Li Tongfang's face was blurry.
A voice came from Li Tongfang's mouth: "My condolences to my dear nephew, I think that Brother Lu is an open-minded and generous person. We have a close friendship, but I never thought...huh...huh~~"
Jade Luosha, who was supporting Lu Ming, said softly: "Uncle Li, please don't break your body from crying. My brother heard the bad news about my father last night and became like this when he was so sad."
Lu Ming felt dizzy, as if he was seriously ill.
"Hey..." Li Tongfang sighed, said a few polite words, and turned to leave.
So Lu Ming knelt back to where he was.
Next, guests from all over the world came to pay their respects. Lu Ming was controlled by the Jade Rakshasa and returned the gift one by one. He was as stiff as a puppet. I don’t know how long it took. When Lu Ming woke up from a trance again, the sky was already dark, and there were only a few people in the huge mourning hall. He and Jade Rakshasa were still kneeling in front of the coffin.
The Jade Rakshasa beside him stood up, glanced at Lu Ming and said coldly: "You, stay vigil for three days, and I will send someone to bring you food and drink in a moment."
After saying that, without waiting for any response from Lu Ming, he strode out of the mourning hall.
Lu Ming was the only one left in the mourning hall. He glanced at Lu Yao lying in the coffin, and after a moment he sighed: "I have traveled through time..."
…
The memories of the two lives have been integrated, and Lu Ming has also fully sorted out the identity and experience of this body.
The original owner of the body was also named Lu Ming. He was born in Xuanshui City, Tonglin Province, Zhou State. His mother died in childbirth, and he had been dependent on his father, Lu Yao, since he was a child.
And this Lu Yao can be regarded as a talented person. He started from scratch and built a huge foundation in Xuanshui City.
However, because he was obsessed with his career and had no way to educate his children, Lu Ming became a devil without supervision since he was a child.
Relying on his father's reputation, Lu Ming bullied men and women in Xuanshui City and did all kinds of evil. He led a group of bad friends and did not do anything.
When people give nicknames, they are one of the four evils.
And now, Lu Yao is dead...
I vaguely recalled the helplessness, disappointment, worry, and sympathy in Jade Rakshasa's eyes.
Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh.
"We're in big trouble."
The hero died violently, but the young master was a serious loser.
Let’s not talk about inheriting the family business. Let’s talk about the shitty things the original owner of the body did in the past. Lu Ming will be liquidated after Lu Yao’s death!
Even now, when Lu Ming recalls the bad things done by the original owner of the body, he feels that it would be a shame for the original owner to die by a thousand cuts.
"But this body is mine now, and I don't want to die."
As he muttered like this, a "ding" sound suddenly sounded in his head.
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