Luo Badao's laughter was very harsh: "I, Luo Badao, have always been my fate, but I can't help it!"
"Even if you are my daughter, it's impossible to back-punch me!"
Luo Badao had a hideous face: "In this world, I can only kill myself!"
Luo Yanni's face changed drastically: "Kill him!"
More than a dozen men in black rushed towards Luo Badao.
Ye Fan hurriedly pulled Ling Guojiang and retreated.
Ye Fan will not get involved in the family affairs of father and daughter fighting each other.
If he hadn't been worried that when he left, the Luo family's father and daughter would bite him together, Ye Fan would have taken Ling across the river long ago.
For him, he always felt that there was even greater danger coming.
"Boom boom boom"
Almost at the same time, the ground of the Luo Family Cemetery trembled.
Dozens of unrecognizable ancestors’ cemeteries broke like they were blasted, causing waves of soil and debris to break.
The paper money that was originally to be burned to Luo Feiyu was also covered with ashes and flew around.
The overwhelming and confusing eyes made everyone's vision blur.
When the young man with hook nose subconsciously protected Luo Yanni, twenty men in black also reflexed to avoid it.
At this moment, a change occurred.
"Swoosh"
A man in black who was rolling for more than ten meters behind the tombstone, before he could see the environment clearly, was stabbed into his neck by a sharp knife stretching out from the tombstone.
He looked at the sharp knife, the bloodless hand, and the hand stretched out from the pile of soil without believing it.
A man in black hid in a half-piece cypress tree and searched for enemies with the help of burning wood in front of him.
But before he could lock in the target, a pile of ashes with Mars suddenly popped up and hit him directly on the face and neck.
Mars burned him.
Seeing this, the accomplices who were approaching him with conditioned reflexes to slap him.
Just as he was concentrating on sweeping away Mars and ashes, a sharp knife simply stabbed out of the burning ground.
It is impartially intertwined between the legs.
If it was just an ordinary sharp knife stabbed in, he might still be able to bear it, but this was a sharp knife that burned red when it saw the flesh.
When he lowered his head and found smoke from his pants and thighs, and a severe pain came, his eyes immediately filled with fear.
Then he couldn't stop crying, and then he wailed and screamed.
But not long after, he became silent, because there would be no sound from dead people.
The man in black, who was burned by Mars, was almost blind after hearing the screams of his accomplices, hurriedly reached out to touch his face.
But before I could ask the second sentence, a sharp knife was as fast as a shooting star to his neck.
Bloody throat sealed.
A foreign man also landed behind the tombstone. He heard shrill screams coming from all over the place, and knew that his companion had encountered an unexpected accident.
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, and turned his head and saw a tree falling down.
His eyes shot out murderous intent and his muzzle blasted out.
The trees were broken, but nothing was wrong.
His heart was inexplicably sunk.
Two consecutive misjudgments made him anxious and haggard.
When masters fight, life and death are a moment, and just a little mistake is enough to be fatal.
Just as the cypress tree fell to the ground and exposed its roots, a small hole as thick as a bowl pierced a crossbow arrow.
Three poisonous crossbow arrows were nailed to his vital points.
When he fell down, he saw a companion being caught by a pair of hands that were drilled out of the soil.
Those pale hands cut off their companions' ankles like tofu...
Hearing the screams one after another and seeing the diehards fall down one by one, Luo Yanni panicked.
She couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Come out, come out! Come out all of them!"
No one responded to him, and the cemetery became dead again.
Luo Badao struggled to get up, clapped his hands and shouted, "Let's come out!"
The figures flashed, and the landing sounded!
Eighteen men as pale as ghosts showed up, and their weapons were dripping with blood.
They surrounded Luo Yanni and the hook-nosed young man in a scattered manner.
It is obvious that all the men in black were killed completely.
But compared to their methods, the expressionlessness and endless coldness on their faces make people feel more afraid.
Ye Fan was slightly surprised to see this, but he didn't expect that Luo Badao had a backup plan.
Moreover, these people not only hide the tombs of ancestors, but also feel extremely cold and cold, looking like dead people.
No wonder Luo Yanni, who is in charge of security, did not find this group of people.
Ye Fan also smelled a familiar breath from these people.
He felt that he had met such a similar person before.
Ling Guojiang's expression was calm and he rarely frowned after seeing these people.
"How is this possible?"
"I am responsible for the security guards. Not only did I check the entire Luo family cemetery three times, but I also sent someone to settle in when Luo Feiyu was confirmed to be buried."
"In the past two days, apart from the staff I arranged, even a bird could not come in."
Luo Yanni looked at Luo Badao in disbelief: "How did these people hide in?"
"You confirmed that Luo Feiyu sent someone to stay in when he was buried today. I arranged it on the night that Luo Feiyu was shot in the head."
Luo Badao sneered: "When Luo Feiyu died on a cruise ship, I thought about bringing a large number of people to bury him."
"And if I don't have this group of backup, can I let you arrange a funeral with confidence?"
"You know, you are someone who has been moved by the blood of my heart and is still thinking about transferring all my assets."
"I'm not careful, I'm afraid I've died long ago."
He also pulled open his clothes to reveal a pair of golden armor: "For safety, I also wear this golden silkworm armor."
Luo Yanni shot in the back, and although she injured his bones, she could not kill him.
The blood on his body was also stained with other corpses.
Ye Fan gave a thumbs up and sighed: "Jiang is really old and spicy!"
"Dad, you've never believed me."
Luo Yanni laughed angrily: "Even if Luo Feiyu is useless, you only want to let him inherit the family business."
"You really disappoint me!"
"But you haven't won yet, and I haven't lost yet."
"Although my twenty dead soldiers are dead, I still have a general, Tony."
"He can beat a hundred of them at one!"
She shouted: "He can still kill them alone and let you sign the agreement honestly."
"You're too young."
At this time, Ling Guojiang looked at Luo Yanni and shook his head and spoke:
"This group of people was not raised by your father, otherwise he would have swept the gambling kings of the Ling family and were on par with the Yang family."
"99% of these people are soldiers borrowed by your father."
"If I guess it's good..."
He stared at the eighteen ghost-like people and added: "From the Tang Sect, named the Tomb Guardian..."
Ye Fan was shocked: "What? The tomb guardian?"
"Swoosh"
The young man with a hook nose who was already highly vigilant immediately changed his face when he heard the words "The Tomb Guardian".
He stepped on the ground suddenly and raised a large wave of soil.
When the soil was hitting Luo Badao and the others, he immediately pulled Luo Yanni and ran away.
"Swoosh swish swish"
Just as he moved, eighteen tomb guardians also moved.
When you make a mistake, your left hand flashes, and silver threads intertwine intertwine, like a spider web.
Then silver silk passed by towards Eagle Nose and Luo Yanni.
With a whoosh, the young man with hook nose and Luo Yanni's bodies trembled, and then turned into a pile of flesh and blood and fell to the ground.