Chapter 663: Funeral (3)
"Hello, Mr. Mulden. A somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded in Liang Dong's ears, waking him up directly after being a little distracted.
Liang Dong turned his head to look at the visitor, frowned slightly, and greeted: "Hello, Richie, long time no see!"
The man who came was none other than Rich Kane, one of John O'Bannon's most loyal men, who had been making a fuss in the bar before.
I heard Rich Kane say with a sad face: "I should have been there that night, if I had been there, none of this would have happened,"
Liang Dong clearly sensed that there was something in Kane's words, and he cautiously probed, "Mind revealing what you think happened?"
"I have some ideas, and for their good, I hope you can find them before I do. Kane refused to reveal anything to Liang Dong, which was what Liang Dong feared. Young people, once they get impulsive, the sky will be pierced.
So Liang Dong looked at Rich Kane and admonished in a deep voice: "Richard, if you know something, or find something, you'd better come to me first, if you're stupid enough to act on your own, you know what you're going to face, right?"
Rich Kane chuckled, straightened his hair squashed by the round hat, and walked over to John Eubannon, who was lying there. The disdainful smile on his face made Liang Dong feel that the other party didn't listen to his words at all, if he really found the murderer of Opranon in the future, Rich Kane would definitely kill him first.
Lying in front of Eubannon's coffin, Rich Kane said with a sad face, "I'm sorry, John. ”
After saying that, Rich Kane fell into a long silence, and after a few moments, he stood up and walked out of the room slowly.
Sean Obmanon was chatting with Pertee McLaren in front of the bar outside the funeral home at the moment, smoking a cigarette and drinking beer. Pertee McLaren asked with some concern, "Is your mother okay?"
"She's okay!" Sean's expression was much calmer, and his relationship with his father was much worse.
While the two were talking, Rich Kane had already walked over from the opposite side with two henchmen, both of whom were acquaintances at all.
Several people greeted each other: "Hello Mike...... Hello, Shaun...... We're all sorry about your father. ”
Sean nodded at the three of them and said, "Thank you, little Danny, Richie!"
Rich Kane took a deep breath and said, "You uniformed ones, don't you have any clues?"
Sean took a sip of the beer in his hand, squinted at Rich Kane and said, "No! We don't care who killed him, there's just one less worrisome dog mongrel on the street." ”
"Oh my God!" Rich Kane couldn't help but laugh, shook his head, and said, "Well, you have an opinion about him, and I have a problem with him, but he has always been very good to me, so I will definitely get this thing to light." There is always someone, whoever it is, who has to give me an account. ”
John Opranon was so good to Rich Kane, sometimes like his own son. Sean couldn't help but take a step forward and said, "Imagine it, Richie, what if that person was me?"
Rich Kane glanced at the sky, as if to laugh at Sean's indiscretion, smiled lightly, and said, "I think you know." ”
Although Rich Kane had a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes. Several people present had a feeling that if it was really found out that Sean had done it, then Rich Kane would definitely kill him.
Seeing Rich Kane look like this, as if he was John Obannon's biological son, Sean couldn't help but be angry: "Always accompanied, bastard." And I don't know how to use batons and guns, so I don't know what to expect. ”
Seeing that the two were about to clash, the others on the side quickly pulled the two apart, and two of Richie Kane's henchmen pulled him into the bar next to him: "Okay, let's go, Richie, can you go have a drink?"
"Alright, goodbye, boys!" Pertai McLaren patted Sean on the shoulder, took a hard puff on his cigarette, looked up and asked, "Do you really not care who killed your father?"
Seeing the seriousness of Pertee McKellen's face, Sean said with some resentment: "No, do you know why? Because my first memory of that bastard is that he was drunk, and when he came home in the early morning, he punched my mother because her breakfast was not hot enough, what do you think?"
Hearing Sean's explanation, Pertee McAllen shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the little worry in his heart finally let go.
And in the bar just across the window, Smitty asked Rich Kane and the others, "Do we know anything, do you have reliable information? Any news, any news?"
"Not at the moment. Rich Kane took a sip of his beer and said, "We'll just have to wait and see if Paton will show up." ”
"As soon as he arrived, we asked him directly what he knew. Danny Jr. then said. Rich Kane clutched the bottle in his hand, his face flushed, and said fiercely: "Yes, just ask him what he knows." I bet he's the one who gave the order. ”
"What are you, idiot?" said Smidty mercilessly, "Are you an idiot? ”
"There is no reason for Parton to kill Mr. Obandnon!" added Smithy's men, "Mr. Obannon has made a lot of money for him. ”
"But there's more money to do. Rich Kane glanced around at everyone around him, and said in a low voice, "So someone may have quietly told Parton about Mr. Obannon's plan." ”
"He doesn't have a plan, you're the one who has a plan, you're the one who keeps instilling in his head those stupid ideas of self-reliance, okay?" Smidty took a deep breath and said word by word, "He never talked about that before you mentioned it. ”
There's nothing wrong with that. Smitty. Rich Kane looked up, looked at Smidty and said, "All it takes is a bit of manly guts, maybe you're not so manly." ”
"Take it easy, Richie. Smithy's men stared straight at Rich Kane and said, "I don't care how many cops there are. ”
"Oh, man!" Smithy took a deep breath and said, "I'm literally beating you up on the spot right now." ”
Kane said without flinching, "Yes, you should." But you won't, you know why? Because you don't have the guts. ”
"Do you know how many people I've seen over the years like you?" Shmitty said with a gust ......of wind blowing through his mouth, and he said very indifferently, "they came, said a lot of big things, and then they went, usually with a bullet in the back of the head." ”
After saying that, Smidty got up and left. He also stood up on his hands, looked at Rich Kane and said, "Keep talking, tough guy." ”
Just as the conversation in the middle of the bar was at an impasse, outside, two cars drove up, Old Paton, Joey Paton, coming!
(End of chapter)