Special District 9 Chapter 135: A Violent Counterattack

The following morning, twelve hours after Liu Chun was captured, Zhu Wei brought the squad members out to have a quick bite before setting off in their police vehicles once more.

On the road.

Zhu Wei took out his phone and reported to Qin Yu, “Everything proceeded smoothly. Once everything is in place, we should be able to get Ol’ Three.”

“Make sure that news does not leak,” Qin Yu reminded.

“I know. I have been interrogating the people whom we have captured separately,” Zhu Wei replied with a nod. Then, his voice turned a little softer as he asked, “It’s Yuan Hua’s funeral procession today, so Ol’ Three is bound to be there… Are we really going to get him there?”

“That’s not an issue. Continue according to plan,” Qin Yu replied concisely.

“Roger that,” Zhu Wei acknowledged the instruction.

“Stay safe.”

“Got it.”

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Yuan Hua had lived a life filled with glory, and he was honored even after death. His departure was indubitably one of the greatest events of the funeral industry, reputed as the Ferrari amongst funerals.

Practically all of the notable figures on the streets had paid their final respect to him, and the rarely seen cars on the road formed a long queue at the doorway. There were around twenty internal people but over a hundred people who came to join the funeral procession. The army of men dressed in black standing to the background of a solemn dirge was a magnificent sight to behold.

But despite such an impressive gathering, the only ones who were getting emotional were the internal members of the Yuan Family. Yuan Hua had, after all, built up his empire through violence. He might be wealthy, but his reputation had always been so-so. Most people gave objective remarks regarding his death.

Justice has finally played its hands.

The overcast sky over Songjiang has finally cleared up.

Karma, bitch!

Yuan Hua was very ambitious when he was alive, a man filled with desires and greed. But when everything came to an end, these were the words that people had for him.

Halfway through the funeral procession, Ol’ Thr

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