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At this moment, Wang Guanghui could only move his eyes; everything else was unresponsive.

Upon seeing Lu Fei approach, he excitedly coughed up phlegm, but after snorting for a long time, not a single fart came out.

Lu Fei waved for everyone else to leave, then picked at his ear like a scoundrel and rubbed it on his body.

"I know you wish you could kill me, but there's nothing I can do. I've not only taken over the Wang family, but I'll also take over the Central Base."

"laugh!"

As soon as Lu Fei finished speaking, she heard Wang Guanghui sneer, as if he thought she was daydreaming.

"You old bastard, you're about to die, and you're still asking for a beating."

Lu Fei stepped on Wang Guanghui's oxygen tube, and his old face visibly contorted in pain. She watched until he was almost rolling his eyes back before finally lifting her foot.

After several such incidents, Wang Laodeng was so exhausted by her that he was left with only 0.5 breaths.

Lu Fei had finished playing and looked at Wang Guanghui with a smile.

"I know you don't believe I can take over the central base. Indeed, I have everything ready, except for the final push."

And this east wind... is your death!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Guanghui seemed to realize what was going on. Before he could even utter a sound, Lu Fei deftly pulled out his oxygen tube.

"Cough cough...uh...uh..."

Wang Guanghui writhed and struggled in agony due to lack of oxygen, and Lu Fei watched him slowly pass away beside her.

His heart stopped beating completely when the machine beeped an alarm.

The Wang family, which had been passed down for over a hundred years, saw its last heir return to the embrace of his ancestors. Lu Fei looked at the lifeless Wang Guanghui, put the white handkerchief she had in her pocket over her head, and knelt down with a thud.

He stumbled and shuffled until he reached Wang Guanghui's corpse, then covered his mouth with his hand and began to howl.

"Oh my grandpa, how could you leave your grandson like this? Don't worry, I will definitely carry on the Wang family's glory, sob sob sob."

Grandpa, Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely burn twenty female figures for you, so they can keep you company and serve you, so that you will have someone to accompany you down there.

If all else fails, you can take my dad and my second uncle down with you, sob sob sob... Grandpa, oh my grandpa..."

Lu Fei's crying was so varied and melodious, it was like a professional mourner's lament.

As soon as she shouted, the people waiting outside came in and started sobbing together.

As for how much of it was genuine, that remains to be seen.

When the old patriarch of the Wang family suddenly passed away, the old Wang family house was covered with white cloth in less than an hour, and all the descendants of the Wang family had to return to wear mourning clothes.

Three days after the funeral hall was set up, news of the Wang family's funeral reached the Chen and Dong families. Everyone looked at the invitation card with the seal of the Wang family head and twitched their lips speechlessly.

"Who sends out invitations for a funeral? They're just afraid the family won't attend."

“Father, I think the Wang family is definitely up to no good. Wang Gaoming never plays by the rules. Could this be a trap?”

The Dong family, including Dong Yongfeng's sons, were discussing the matter, and they all agreed that they shouldn't go.

Jiang Lou, who was impersonating Dong Yongfeng, nodded calmly on the surface, but inwardly he was rolling his eyes.

"What kind of bastards are you? We've clearly set you up. If you don't go, how can the opera go on?"

Despite harboring such grievances in his heart, Jiang Lou pretended to have given it serious thought.

"It's because Wang Gaoming doesn't play by the rules that I think we should go."

Who can guarantee that if we don't go, he won't just lead his men straight into the Dong family's house and do the same thing he did to the Huang family?

Even though we have connections with people in the military region, it's too late to help in the short term. Otherwise, we could go together and see what he's up to.

The sons disagreed, but Dong Yongfeng's usual authority still held sway, so they dared not raise any objections.

Jiang Lou snorted coldly.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Are you waiting for Wang Gaoming to lead his men in so you can surrender, throw this old man out, and then inherit the Dong family?"

"No, no, no, how could we dare, Father? We have never thought of such a thing."

The sons were so frightened that they shook their heads repeatedly, their faces turning pale.

Only then did Jiang Lou let out a satisfied chuckle.

"Then you will all come with me to attend Wang Guanghui's funeral."

Not only us, but everyone the Dong family can count on will go. I refuse to believe that Wang Gaoming, that little bastard, will be as rude as he was last time in front of so many people!

After saying that, Jiang Lou angrily slammed his hand on the coffee table in front of him, startling his sons.

They all assumed that their father wanted to go to the Wang family because he wanted to avenge his previous detention.

Thinking about it this way, the reasons actually seem quite valid.

“Then we’ll listen to our father. We don’t believe that with so many people around, Wang Gaoming would dare to do something wrong.”

Seeing his "sons" agree so sensibly, Jiang Lou's face broke into a kind smile.

Meanwhile, at the Chen family's residence, Chen Zhanpeng was also looking at the invitation.

As soon as he saw the signature below was Wang Gaoming, he felt pain all over his body. That fatso really has a lot of trouble.

Just as he was about to throw away the invitation, Chen Zhengyang quickly ran over and stopped him.

"Uncle Peng, you can't throw it away! Isn't this funeral a great opportunity for you?"

"What good opportunity?"

Chen Zhanpeng looked at Chen Zhengyang and wondered if this good-for-nothing was on drugs, otherwise how could he say such thoughtless things?

“Uncle Peng, Wang Gaoming invited the heads of various families to go with their families. Grandpa has long since stopped managing affairs. Your talent and ability are obvious to all.”

If you take this opportunity to bring the Chen family over, wouldn't that directly prove that you are the head of the Chen family?

"All we have to do is go over there for a stroll, and when we come back, we can spread some word that you're the head of the Chen family. Then everyone's hearts will be on your side."

Chen Zhanpeng is currently only missing a title in the Chen family.

Unfortunately, Old Master Chen was still alive and lived in a villa with beautiful women around him. He didn't care about any of that and even found it amusing to watch his descendants fight for the position of family head.

“Uncle Peng, none of the other uncles are as good as you. You just need one more opportunity. Wang Gaoming has cheated us so many times, why can’t we take advantage of him this once?”

After Chen Zhengyang finished speaking, Chen Zhanpeng seemed to be thinking about it, afraid that he might disagree, so he specifically said that he would bring his parents to show their support.

"Alright then, let's go take a look. Anyway, with so many people around, I doubt Wang Gaoming would dare to do anything."

After receiving Chen Zhanpeng's affirmative answer, a triumphant smile flashed in Chen Zhengyang's eyes. Taking advantage of the break, he quickly sent the person in charge of the pick-up to deliver a message to Lu Fei.

On the night of Wang Guanghui's death, the gates of the central base were quietly opened, and a convoy drove in under the cover of darkness.