Reborn Villain's Creed

Seven days after the plane explosion, the grand funeral in Phnom Penh finally arrived.

Given Xu Zhenghui's status, he could only hold a proper funeral in Funan.

This day happens to be the weekend.

Mo Wan went to find Zhan Chengfeng early in the morning and found that he had just gotten up.

As soon as the door opened, Mo Wan stared at the eight-pack abs in front of him for a few seconds before looking up at Zhan Chengfeng who was on the phone.

Not only did he ask her to come to him, he also asked her to wait for him?

How abominable!

If she wasn't afraid that he wouldn't take her to the funeral, she wouldn't have been so eager!

Zhan Chengfeng opened the door and ignored her. He said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Ask the technical department to retrieve the surveillance footage along the way. Find out where he's been and who he's met with during this time."

Mo Wan looked at the men working, and because of her own situation of having no money and no power, she suppressed her temper and found a place to sit.

She had no better option but to wait.

Zhan Chengfeng hung up the phone and asked her while getting dressed: "Have you had breakfast?"

Mo Wan was angry and didn't say anything.

Zhan Chengfeng put on a white shirt. When he didn't hear any response, he turned to look at the girl with a resentful look on her face.

He thought for a moment, then found a bottle of milk and some bread in the refrigerator for her. "You can leave after you finish eating."

He took the initiative to lower his head and report the time, and his attitude was pretty good.

Mo Wan took the milk, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, and then tore into the bread.

I don't know how long the bread has been there, it's very hard.

Mo Wanxian is no longer the pampered young master of Hongmen, so he is not so particular about food.

But the bread was so hard that I could hardly bite it.

Mo Wan glanced at the date on the bread bag and threw it directly into the trash can.

Then take another look at the milk.

The milk is okay, it’s just one day past its expiration date and is barely drinkable.

Mo Wan took another sip of milk and looked at the man in the bedroom, wearing a military uniform and craning his neck to button his discipline button.

The 14th Branch is in Funan, and ostensibly works with the local government to deal with crimes such as drug trafficking, smuggling, and arms trafficking. After all, they have excellent and rich experience in these matters.

It is somewhat similar to peacekeeping, except that one is international and the other is a technical security team hired by Funan.

Therefore, soldiers can attend formal and private occasions such as funerals in formal attire.

Mo Wan watched Zhan Chengfeng button up his uniform, smooth out the wrinkles on it, put on his medals and combat ribbons neatly, and finally pick up the military cap that was placed on the bed. He thought to himself that these soldiers were just pretentious.

Isn't it just a memorial service?

The person is dead, what's the point of taking it so seriously?

Zhan Chengfeng got dressed and said to Mo Wan, who looked disdainful, "Let's go."

Mo Wan waited for him to come closer, her gaze shifting from his tough, handsome face to the shining medal on his chest. She said sarcastically, "Not that great."

Zhan Chengfeng didn't care.

What they display is all available to the public locally.

On the other hand, he didn't care about these things. He just wanted to attend the memorial service for his superior. The medal was a reward and a special commemoration.

"Many people attended the memorial service, including people from all walks of life."

Zhan Chengfeng drove off and told her the precautions. "You can go get something to eat, but it's best to stay in the car."

Mo Wan thought for a while and asked curiously, "What is your purpose in agreeing to take me there?"

She was not naive enough to think that she had exchanged this for the three fat men.

Zhan Chengfeng knew the problem and knew that he could bypass the local intelligence bureau and find another way to find information about the Fatty San.

There must be other reasons why he agreed to trade with me.

Zhan Chengfeng said to the smart and suspicious girl: "Just think of it as accompanying me."

Mo Wan didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but she had other plans of her own, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Zhan Chengfeng was a little worried about her safety and looked at her frequently along the way.

"Don't worry, I won't disturb your boss's funeral. I still have some conscience." Mo Wan took out a mask and put it on, closing his eyes to rest. "Don't worry about me. I'll wait here for you to come back."

"I'll take you to eat after this."

This is her reward for being obedient.

Mo Wan suddenly wanted to laugh. She inexplicably felt that Zhan Chengfeng was a little... childish now?

Zhan Chengfeng parked the car, explained everything to her, put on his hat and walked into the bustling auditorium.

As soon as he appeared, many people greeted him and he was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd.

Mo Wan looked at the lively funeral without moving.

Zhan Chengfeng's superior was the head of the CIA's 14th Division. Mo Wan was not very clear about the real cause of his death, but the fact that his superiors were willing to take the risk and prepare such a grand and decent funeral for him showed that not only was this person's true identity important, but this funeral was also quite extraordinary.

Mo Wan came to mourn Xu Zhenghui and the other 152 people. He also wanted to see if he could find out what the secret mission was that required Xu Zhenghui to return to China in person to report on.

Unless there are any accidents, the 14th branch will be taken over by Zhan Chengfeng, who will continue the unfinished tasks of his former boss.

And this mission will also bring him fatal disaster.

Mo Wan saw that everyone attending the funeral was wearing military uniforms or black suits. Just as he was wondering whether he should get out for a walk, someone knocked on the car door.

They are Liang Chengjian and others.

Mo Wan thought about it and lowered the car window.

Several soldiers with short haircuts and looking a little green were surprised to see her.

Liang Chengjian, Zhang Yanpo and Bai Yu, all of whom had dealt with her before, stood far away and did nothing.

Another tall, thin soldier, who had just returned from a mission, stepped forward and asked, "Where's the commander?"

This man is called Xiao Yao. He has a very handsome face and can create some scandals wherever he goes. Now that he sees such a beautiful girl like Mo Wan, he naturally displays his personal charm generously.

Mo Wan, wearing a mask, looked at Xiao Yao, who was smiling and looked like a sunny and handsome guy, as well as Liang Chengjian and others who were on guard, and pointed them in the direction.

Bai Yu got the answer that the superior had already gone in, said thank you, and was about to leave.

Liang Chengjian and Zhang Yanpo also followed.

Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment and left only after Liang Chengjian urged him to do so.

Liang Chengjian waited for him to come over and said, "This little ghost is quite weird. Stay away from her."

"Weird? If you want to protect her, you don't have to make up such an excuse, right?" Xiao Yao said, "Don't worry, I won't attack her. I'm just curious why the commander brought her here."

"So you want to start with her?"

"Do you have the guts to start with your superiors?"

Mo Wan listened to their conversation fade away and closed the car window again.

When the car window was about to close, a big hand reached in and forcefully pressed the glass to stop.

Mo Wan looked at the hand on the glass, then at the people outside the car.

The rugged-looking man in a black suit waved his hand at her, signaling her to get out of the car.

Mo Wan really wanted to go down, but now she refused to do so.

She rolled down the window and asked fearlessly, "What's wrong?"

The man was polite but also a little interrogative. "What's your relationship with Zhan Chengfeng?"

what relationship?

Employed? Father and daughter? Brother and sister? It seems they weren't even friends.

This question is difficult for Mo Wan to answer.