The expression on Wang Ying's face had just eased, but when he heard this sentence again, he was shocked again.

Mei Zhikang, the rude man, did not notice the change in Wang Ying's expression on his face.

"This is Basha's will in accordance with General Bashe's will during his lifetime, bringing him the clothes he often wears and his personal belongings to the place. He himself was not buried here. He was buried in his country!"

Wang Ying almost didn't stand firm! He was so angry that he held the tombstone next to him.

He was about to refute Mei Zhikang, but he knew that this rude man would not lie, and he would not be able to joke about such things. Wang Ying has not yet fully realized how critical the whole situation has developed, nor has he realized the seriousness of the matter.

He seemed to think of the nightmare he had in Xinghua Village again.

The tears that had just stopped flowed down irresistibly, and he fell limply on the edge of the tombstone.

He just held his head like this, and for more than an hour, a hoarse voice came out.

"How did Bashe die?"

"After you have an accident, Bashe leads people to Huaxia to take revenge and is killed by Brother Bao. I don't know the specific matters."

"What's the situation now over Miandian?"

"General Gebo is in charge of power."

The phone in Wang Ying threw the side and leaned against the tombstone of Bashe. Mei Zhikang sighed, sat on one side, and accompanied Wang Ying.

It was from morning to noon, from noon, from noon, from afternoon!

In the early morning, the Octagon Cemetery was filled with wind.

Mei Zhikang sneezes with a "Sneeze!"

He stared at Wang Ying over there.

He sighed and had been with Wang Ying for a whole day. He was also a little hungry, and he had already made plans to stay with Wang Ying for one night.

At this moment, Wang Ying picked up Mei Zhikang's cell phone from the ground.

He dialed a familiar number, and in a short while, Long Wei's voice came from the opposite side.

"Hey, hello."

Wang Ying paused for a moment and spoke slowly.

"It's me."

After two simple words, the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds, followed by a "wow" sound. Long Wei's heart-wrenching crying sound came out along the phone. At this moment, there was nothing but crying.

Wang Ying bit his lips, said nothing, and listened to his wife's crying.

After a long time, Wang Ying said word by word.

Everything will have a result.

The tomb of the living person, in the room of the old Pavilion Master.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, motionless.

Since the last time he communicated with Brother Bao, he has been completely closed in this room. No one has ever spoken to him, nor has he ever asked him to leave this room once. Even the time for delivering food to him is very irregular. Sometimes during the day and sometimes late at night, this way, the old pavilion master cannot even distinguish between the minimum day and night. His daily life now is to fight against himself. This loneliness is a kind of destruction for everyone!

The old pavilion master now cannot sleep at all.

The depressed emotion in my heart hit my mind again!

He turned over, lay on the ground, and started doing push-ups frantically.

After a while, my whole body was soaked. The old Pavilion Master lay on the ground, panting.

The door of the cell was opened at this time, and a man entered the cell and kept applauding.

"Excellent, wonderful, really wonderful! Hahahaha, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

The old Pavilion Master looked up at Brother Bao. He knew that all of this was Brother Bao's idea.

He had no discomfort or panic from head to toe.

With contempt and full of sarcasm.

"Can you change some useful tricks? Is it embarrassing? After so many years, this is still the same!"

"You're thinking too much. Our game hasn't started yet. I have to deal with other things first. In the end, when we are left, I'll play with you slowly."

Brother Bao said, taking out a small stack of photos.

"Come on, see these people, are you familiar with them?"

The first photo on the photo is Hanging Skull.

It can also be clearly seen that the Hanging Skull at this moment has no breath, and his death is very tragic and obviously has been damaged!

The old Pavilion Master became angry in an instant, but he still didn't move any action on the surface. He knew very well that if he was really anxious with Brother Bao, he would be fooled and he had to control it.

Brother Bao looked at the old pavilion master who seemed to be not looking down, and he flipped it up by himself. Every photo was a death of the high-level armed forces of the Brilliant Pavilion.

The old Pavilion Master looked at these familiar faces.

All the anger turned into calm ridicule.

"It's not that I don't report, the time has not come."

"If you are angry, you should show it. Don't make it so indifferent."

Brother Bao spoke with a smile.

"Actually, the ones I showed you were not made by me, they were made by the dead soldiers sent by Gebo. Of course, they were made by us secretly fueled by the fire. After all, if the person who stretched out his hands did not order him in advance, it would be difficult for ordinary people to do anything about him. But the ones who sent them on the road in the end were all from Gebo. If this result was the case, would you take revenge on me or take revenge on Gebo?"

"Then why don't you show me the photos of those people in the group?"

"I have all gathered together in the group, so there will be no more damage in the future."

"You really dare to put them together."

When the old Pavilion Master said this, the expression on his face suddenly changed. He just looked at Brother Bao. When he saw him, Brother Bao suddenly smiled happily.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, little guy, do you know? I like you the most, because in this world, no one is worthy of being my opponent except you, because they are crushing others, and only you can resist a little. Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Brother Bao seemed to show off again.

"Do you know, many times, I really hope that everyone can be as smart as you. Only in this way can this game not end so quickly! Have a good rest, good night!"

Brother Bao didn't say anything else, and these photos were also left with the old Pavilion Master.

He turned and left.

Looking at the old Pavilion Master again, he grabbed his head with both hands, shook his head constantly, and his eyes were filled with despair...

Brother Bao was also a little surprised when he returned to his cell and looked at the prison guard who was escorting him in and did not leave.

"What's wrong? Go back and have a break early."

"What happened."

"What happened?"

Brother Bao was in a good mood, but when he heard this, he felt a little confused.

"The zero-clearing operation all failed!"

"Failed? Why did it fail?"

"Gray Blood, Li Yao, the group of people in the first blade, everyone's cell was hidden by Gebo's dead men, just wait for this."

"How did Gebo's dead soldiers get into their cell?"

"We haven't fully checked it out now, but we have found out the dead soldier in the gray blood cell."

"How did he get in?"

"He spent astronomical figures to bribe the prison insiders and was transferred to that prison area."

"How did he know that Gray Blood was imprisoned?"

"They even bribed the prison staff. It would be easy to know who is in that prison area."

"I think the rest of the people should be similar to his situation. This lunatic, Gebo, not only used a large number of dead soldiers, but also invested a large number of money. I now suspect that his dead soldiers have already radiated to all our prisons. Moreover, it will not be bribed only one prison's internal manager."

"There must be internal managers of other prisons, who can be of high authority or mediocre status. After all, his bribery is not about reducing sentences, or breaking away from prison, but about trying to change the prison area or find someone. It's not a difficult thing to do."

"What you mean is that by looking for a needle in a haystack, Gebo has buried dead soldiers in hundreds of prisons across our country, and may have bribed certain staff, right?"

"Our analysis at this stage is like this. Of course, except for the tomb of the living, this place is too special."

Brother Bao was a little anxious when he heard this.

"I said before, be careful of those Southeast Asian prisoners. What does Ge Liangkang eat?"

"This time, all the prisoners who took action, no Southeast Asian, are all from Hua Xia." The prison guard sighed, "There is no regulation. Ge Bo cannot have a killer from Hua Xia. After all, he has used the power of a country!"

"These people cannot be kept, they must be eradicated as soon as possible!"

"There is too much trouble now, and the prison has spread inside the prison, and the warden can't bear the pressure anymore. Moreover, the dead soldiers of Gebo, with the remaining prisoners in the cell, reported a lot of things with real names. Let alone eradicate the roots, I don't know whether the matter can be suppressed!"

"And, it's certain that there are many people inside the prison system who are fueling these things and wanting to make things worse, and some people outside deliberately spread some news. Captain Ge is now busy."

"The most important thing is that if we want to eliminate the backbone members of the Wolf Alliance and the Huihuang Pavilion, we cannot do it ourselves, and we can only rely on the internal prisoners!"
To be continued...