"If you want to kill me, you are too young!"
Luo Ba Dao's laughter was very harsh: "I, Luo Ba Dao, have always had my destiny decided by me!"
"Even if you are my daughter, you will never betray me!"
Luo Badao looked ferocious: "In this world, I am the only one who can kill myself!"
Luo Yanni's face changed drastically: "Kill him!"
A dozen tough men in black pounced on Luo Badao.
Ye Fan hurriedly pulled Ling Guojiang and retreated.
Ye Fan would not get involved in family affairs involving father and daughter fighting each other.
If he hadn't been worried that the Luo family and his daughter would bite him together once he left, Ye Fan would have run away with Ling Guojiang.
For him, it always felt like there was a greater danger coming.
"Boom boom boom——"
Almost at the same time, the ground in the Luo family cemetery trembled.
Dozens of unrecognizable ancestral graves cracked as if they had been blasted, sending up waves of dirt and debris.
The paper money originally meant to be burned for Luo Feiyu was also wrapped in ashes and flying around.
The sky was overwhelming and the eyes were blurred, making everyone's vision blurred.
When the hook-nosed young man subconsciously protected Luo Yanni, the twenty tough men in black also reflexively avoided her.
At this moment, changes occurred.
"Whoosh——"
A strong man in black rolled over for more than ten meters and was lying behind a tombstone. Before he could see the surroundings clearly, he was stabbed into the neck by a sharp knife sticking out from under the tombstone.
He looked at the sharp knife and the bloodless hand in disbelief, a hand stretched out from the mound.
A strong man in black hid in a half-cut cypress tree and searched for enemies with the help of burning wood in front of him.
But before he could lock his target, a large pile of ashes with sparks suddenly appeared and hit him directly on the face and neck.
The sparks burned him.
The accomplices who were close to him reflexively patted him.
While he was concentrating on sweeping away the sparks and ashes, a sharp knife simply stabbed out from the burning ground.
Enter directly between the legs.
If it was just an ordinary sharp knife that penetrated, he might be able to bear it, but this was a red-hot sharp knife that burned the flesh at the sight of it.
When he lowered his head and found that his pants and thighs were smoking, and there was a sharp pain, his eyes immediately filled with fear.
Then he couldn't stop crying, and then howled and screamed.
But soon he became silent, for dead people have no voice.
The tough man in black, who was nearly blinded by the sparks, reached out to touch his accomplice's face after hearing his screams.
But before he could ask the second sentence, a sharp knife was driven into his neck as fast as a meteor.
The blood seals the throat.
A foreign hunk also fell behind the tombstone. He heard the screams coming from everywhere and knew that something had happened to his companion.
So I became careful.
The wind blew and he fired repeatedly with a short gun.
But there was no response at all.
He suddenly felt something strange behind him, turned around and saw a tree falling down.
There was murderous intent in his eyes, and the gun fired out.
The trees were broken, but there was still nothing strange.
His heart sank inexplicably.
Two consecutive errors in judgment made him anxious and haggard again.
When masters compete, life and death can be life-and-death in an instant. Just one mistake can be fatal.
Just when the cypress tree fell to the ground and exposed its roots, a crossbow arrow was pierced through a small hole as thick as a bowl.
Three poisoned crossbow arrows penetrated his vitals.
When he fell down, he saw a companion being grabbed by a pair of hands that came out of the soil.
Those pale hands pinched off his companion's ankles like tofu...
Hearing the screams one after another and seeing her loyalists fall one by one, Luo Yanni panicked.
She couldn't stop shouting: "Come out, come out! Come out!"
No one responded, and the cemetery became dead again.
Luo Badao struggled to get up, clapped his hands and shouted: "Everyone, come out!"
The figure flashed and there was a sound when it landed!
Eighteen ghostly pale men appeared, weapons dripping with blood.
They surrounded Luo Yanni and the hook-nosed young man in an orderly manner.
It was obvious that all the tough men in black were killed.
But compared to their methods, the expressionlessness and endless coldness on their faces made people more fearful.
Ye Fan was slightly surprised when he saw this, but he didn't expect Luo Ba Dao to have a back-up plan.
Moreover, these people not only hide in the graves of their ancestors, but are also extremely cold and cold, looking like dead people.
No wonder Luo Yanni, who was in charge of security, didn't notice this group of people.
Ye Fan also smelled a familiar scent from these people.
He felt that he had met similar people before.
Ling Guojiang, who had always had a calm expression, rarely frowned when seeing these people.
"How can this be?"
"I was in charge of the security guard. Not only did I check the entire Luo family cemetery three times, but I also sent people to check in when Luo Feiyu was buried."
"In the past two days, except for the manpower I arranged, not even a bird could get in."
Luo Yanni looked at Luo Ba in disbelief: "How did these people hide in?"
"You are confirming that Luo Feiyu will be buried today. I made arrangements on the night Luo Feiyu was headshot."
Luo Badao sneered: "When Luo Feiyu died on the cruise ship, I thought about bringing a large number of people to be buried with him."
"And if I don't have this group of back-up people, can I calmly let you arrange the funeral?"
"You know, you are the one who has touched the blood of my heart and still wants to let me transfer all my assets."
"If I didn't take precautions, I would have died a long time ago."
He also tore off his clothes to reveal a pair of golden armor: "For safety, I also wore this golden silkworm armor."
Luo Yanni shot him in the back. Although his bones were injured, it could not kill him.
The blood on his body was also stained from other corpses.
When Ye Fan heard this, he gave a thumbs up and sighed: "As expected, Jiang is still hotter when he is old!"
"Dad, you have never believed me."
Luo Yanni laughed angrily: "No matter how useless Luo Feiyu is, you just want him to inherit the family business."
"You really chill me!"
"But you haven't won yet, and I haven't lost yet."
"Although twenty of my dead soldiers are dead, I still have Tony, a capable general."
"He can fight a hundred with one!"
She shouted: "He can still kill them all by himself and make you sign the agreement honestly."
"you are too young."
At this time, Ling Guojiang looked at Luo Yanni, shook his head gently and said:
"This group of people is not supported by your father, otherwise he would have swept away the Ling family and other gambling kings and become equal to the Yang family."
"99% of these people are soldiers borrowed from your father."
"If my guess is good..."
He stared at the eighteen ghost-like people and added: "They are from the Tang Sect, and their name is the Tomb Keeper..."
Ye Fan was shocked: "What? Tomb guard?"
"Whoosh——"
The aquiline-nosed young man, who was originally on high alert, immediately changed his expression when he heard the words "guardian of the mausoleum".
He slammed his foot on the ground, sending up a large wave of dirt.
When the earth crackled and hit Luo Badao and the others, he immediately grabbed Luo Yanni and ran away.
"Swish swish——"
As soon as he moved, the eighteen tomb-keepers also moved.
A wrong step, a flash of his left hand, and silver threads criss-crossed like spider webs.
Then the silver thread passed towards the aquiline nose and Luo Yanni.
Hearing a whooshing sound, the hook-nosed young man and Luo Yanni shuddered, and then fell to the ground into piles of flesh and blood.
They were cut into countless pieces...
Luo Yanni's beauty and beauty are gone...
