Xishan Cemetery.

Night falls.

Everything is silent.

In this mountain range where the dead are resting, even mosquitoes choose to close their voices, for fear of disturbing the peace of the dead who rests here.

Halfway up the mountain.

The flames flashed.

Lu Fan sat on the ground and kept throwing the yellow paper in his hand into the fire. The flames flashed, accompanied by the ignition lights, which reflected the sweet smile of the girl on the tombstone, becoming brighter and brighter.

Around me are bottles of Maotai wine scattered on the ground.

Lu Fan sat here for a night, drank for a night, and never said a word.

He didn't know where to start, nor how to speak.

He couldn't even say something to her she wanted to hear. The only thing he could do was sit here silently and accompany her for the last night.

"Bang!"

Another bottle of Moutai was eaten, and the bottle was thrown aside. Lu Fan staggered and stood up, holding a phone in his hand. The phone screen was on, showing a text message.

Recipient: Brother Lu

SMS content: Brother Lu, I like you very much, do you know...

This is a text message that was not successfully sent. When Zhao Yuelin's body was found, it was tightly held in his hand.

Lu Fan knew that the Chen family must have read this text message.

They deliberately sent the body and the phone to the gate of the municipal bureau, just to let themselves see Zhao Yuelin's body and the last text message that was not successfully sent.

They want to stimulate themselves.

They want to tell themselves that there is only a way out of the way to go against the Chen family.

They can't kill themselves, but they can easily kill the people around them.

Zhao Yuelin is just the beginning.

"Don't worry, I will not let anyone go of you, Chen Tianhao, Chen Jinsong, Dragon God Temple, Angel Hall... I will kill them all with my own hands, bring their heads to you, and pay tribute to you."

"You go with peace of mind."

Lu Fan's eyes were rising in the flames, and the coldness rose.

He finally stared at the photo of the girl on the tombstone, as if he wanted to remember her in his heart, and then turned around and left.

However, when he left the mountainside of the cemetery and walked towards the gate, he suddenly stopped and saw a group of figures walking in from the gate of the cemetery where the door was wide open. Outside the gate, the headlights flashed, and a row of black cars were parked.

Seeing the group of black shadows strode into the depths of the cemetery, Lu Fan flashed and disappeared from the spot, hiding in the darkness.

"Damn it, what a bullshit rule? I'll pay him back if I dig a grave and dig it up in the middle of the night. He's still the duke of the Holy Temple. How could he be more feudal and superstitious than the old peasants in the countryside?"

The figure walking towards him gradually became clear. When Lu Fan saw that face, a gleam flashed in his eyes: Chen Jinsong!

And when he heard what he said, Lu Fan frowned. He knew that Chen Jinsong had been to the cemetery during the day, but he returned in the middle of the night and brought so many people with him just to dig a grave?

Whose grave is dug?

Is Zhao Yuelin's?

Lu Fan had murderous intent in his heart. He had been trying to find an opportunity to catch Chen Jinsong and twisted his head off the culprit who killed Zhao Yuelin to sacrifice to Zhao Yuelin's spirit in heaven.

But when he saw the people following him, he was slightly stunned.

He subconsciously raised his nose and sniffed it. His body, which was about to take action, calmed down, but his brows frowned even deeper.
Chapter completed!