The angle of the photo shoot and the light pixels are all very professional.

It should be taken by a professional candid photographer.

It is clearly visible in the photo that in a dense tropical rainforest, there are broken graves and various dilapidated tombs standing in the open space...

Groups of bald men and women with naked upper bodies were tattooed all over their bodies, making strange moves in the cemetery.

The photos are clear and can be clearly seen that these people are tattooed with strange tattoos and hideous arms. It is exactly the Salamon totem that Lu Fan is so familiar to him that he is too familiar to him: the Eight-Armed Evil Buddha.

"I heard that this jungle was once a corpse pit where the Eastern Japanese invaders invaded Southeast Asia and fought with local military people."

"Thousands of people have been buried."

"Perhaps this is the best place for the disciples of Salamon to practice. The people with detectives reported that they found no less than two hundred people here that day, not including those dilapidated huts in the center of the cemetery."

Zhong Boyong's voice sounded in Lu Fan's ears: "Now it is basically certain that this is the place for Salamen to practice. As long as we take advantage of the unpreparedness to attack it tonight, Wan Taklin will definitely rush back as soon as possible when he hears the news!"

"At that time, the Ma family will definitely use a private plane to approve the route and let her go back."

"In this way, we followed our plan and tampered with it on a private plane, so that she, the evil god who killed people without blinking, would be completely buried at a height of ten thousand meters!"

Zhong Boyong's tone was slightly excited.

After all, the culprit who caused his daughter to lie in the hospital bed for several years and almost died several times, and the sanctions are right in front of him.

If any father had been, how could he not be excited or excited?

"You are going to send a majority of people?"

Lu Fan asked: "As the number one sect in Southeast Asia, Salamen is probably no less than double digits as a ghost king-level sect. Any disturbance will cause extremely serious and terrifying consequences."

"You have never seen the terrifying strength of the Ghost King level, the head master."

"So, since you attack, you must give them a fatal blow. Otherwise, in the face of Salamon's crazy backlash, we may not even have the chance to resist."

Lu Fan personally participated in the battle with a ghost king-level surrender.

It was not a lucky thing that he discovered the evil Buddha statue carved on the stone wall in advance. I am afraid that he would be left there with Liu Qingqing that night, so there would be nothing else to do later.

So when he faced Wan Taklin, a real evil god-level surrender, he had to be careful and cautious, cautious, and was always passive.

"A well-equipped legion!"

Zhong Boyong said fiercely: "I have transferred 500 million yuan to the Southeast Asian general for him to purchase weapons and equipment."

"He currently has more than 500 people under his command, three old tanks and an armed helicopter."

"There are countless bazooka, mortars, and these!"

"In addition to the money I sent him, it was enough for him to equip his troops again!"

"The firepower alone can turn the Salamen cemetery into a sea of ​​fire. Even if they cannot be wiped out, it will definitely attract Wan Taklin to leave Jinling and make full preparations for us to tamper on the plane!"

The biggest purpose of the plan to raid the Salamen ancestral tomb this time is to attract Wan Taklin from Jinling. As long as this purpose can be achieved, Lu Fan did not have much hope as to whether he could completely wipe out the Salamen ancestral tomb.

"Since you all have decided, let it go."

Lu Fan took a deep breath and said, "No matter whether it succeeds or not, it is best not to involve you. This is a loyal advice. I hope you can grasp the size."

"I see."

Zhong Boyong knew that Lu Fan was worried that once the plan failed, the Zhong family might be unable to deal with Wan Taklin's crazy revenge.

But since he dared to do this, he was ready to die. Even if he died, he would choose to die standing and never become a slave to Wan Taklin!

That night, Zhong Boyong left the wetland garden and went to the joint point to meet with the people from Southeast Asia to carry out the raid on the Salamon ancestral land.

Then, as night falls.

Refrigerated trucks loaded with cheap medicines and medical equipment drove into Jinling from other places and scattered to various pharmacies and clinics.

Zhong Wan'er also disappeared into the wetland garden.

The whole of Jinling was quiet at night.
Chapter completed!