"Quick, quick, put on your weapons and follow me!"
When Fourth Young Master Fubang walked out of the conference room with a frown on his face, he saw Pu Zhijing looking like he was hastily gathering people.
He grabbed a person and asked, and he soon found out what was going on.
While he was on the phone, Park Ji-jung also received a call from his father.
On the phone, there was no Park Zhikun's usual caring voice, only a scream that stopped suddenly.
This made Park Ji Jung extremely angry and worried.
She immediately located the location of her father's cell phone, then mobilized her guards to fight back.
No matter who the other person is, if he dares to hurt her father, she will fight to the death.
Fourth Young Master Fu Bang thought for a while and then followed.
"It's okay, uncle will be fine!"
In the advancing motorcade, the fourth young master of Fubang comforted Park Zhijing softly:
"He has so many gunmen under him, and his skills are also top-notch. It is difficult for ordinary people to hurt him."
He reminded: "Don't mess up your position, otherwise you will fall into the enemy's plan."
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan!"
Pu Zhijing grabbed the hand of Fourth Young Master Fu Bang: "I'm worried that Mark will attack him!"
"My father said harsh things at the police station, and I must seek revenge on him and Tang Ruoxue. Maybe Mark will strike first!"
She already knew what happened in the police station, and also knew about the life and death relationship between the Pu family and Ye Fan.
"I have sent people to keep an eye on Ye Fan. He has been in Jin's Garden without any movement."
Fourth Young Master Fubang smiled gently: "It should be impossible for him to attack and kill your father."
"If it weren't for him, a master, it would be difficult for ordinary people to hurt my uncle."
"Also, don't forget that my uncle has heavy weapons in his car, including Gatling and grenades. Who dares to provoke him for no reason?"
He was confident in what he said.
After all, Park Zhikun is also a dog they raise. If he can be bitten to death casually, how can they protect their interests?
Over the years, they not only arranged a well-trained gold medal guard team for Park Zhikun, but also made small modifications to Park Zhikun to give him the ability to protect himself.
So Fubang Fourth Young Master believed that nothing would happen to Pu Zhikun.
Hearing these words, Pu Zhijing felt a lot more at peace. Yes, his father was also a person who had gone through great storms. How could he be hurt so easily?
Moreover, he is an insecure person and carries heavy weapons with him all year round.
Three years ago, I was surrounded by a group of mercenaries, but before I could fully attack my father, I was beaten to pieces by my father with a Gatling weapon.
Thinking of this, Park Zhijing felt relieved, but no one answered the number she redialed.
"Woo——"
Half an hour later, the motorcade approached Park's manor.
Although it was already a cold night and the rain was still suppressing the mould, Park Zhijing and Fourth Young Master Fubang still smelled a turbid smell from afar.
This smell, blown by the cold wind from Pu's Manor, caused the moving convoy to stagnate slightly.
Everyone's face turned ugly because they all knew that it was blood.
Park's elite also felt a chill in his heart.
They knew very well that if an outsider had died, the manor guards would have cleaned up the blood long ago.
Now it is spreading in a strong way, it is obvious that the person who died may not be an outsider, it is not an outsider, it is clearly visible who the deceased is.
Moreover, Park's Manor, which is always brightly lit, has no lights at all tonight, not even the street lights are on.
The entire castle lay dark on the ground, looking like a big monster that wanted to devour people.
Park Zhijing's heart sank: "Quick, get in quickly."
The convoy crashed through the gate and rushed into the motionless manor.
Using the car lights, Fourth Young Master Fubang glanced at the gate, but could not see any of the Park guards.
The soil near the sentry box turned auburn.
This is the color of blood deposits.
He took out his cell phone and sent a text message.
"Dad, dad!"
Three minutes later, Park's motorcade crossed in front of the main building, all the car lights were turned on, illuminating the entire building, making the view clearer.
Then, the car door opened, and countless Park elites poured out, drawing their weapons and approaching the door.
Fourth Young Master Fubang also made a gesture, and a team of retired Pentagon personnel dispersed, occupying the commanding heights and looking at the dark Park Manor.
The bloody handprints on the door, the blood splattered on the walls, and the fallen guns and daggers all indicated that a murder had occurred in the manor.
Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"father!"
Park Zhijing also got out of the car door and rushed towards the door in a hurry.
The Fourth Young Master of Fubang quickly grabbed her and said, "Don't be impulsive!"
As he tilted his head, several Park elites stepped forward, turned on their flashlights, pushed open the door, and turned on the headlights.
After confirming that there was no danger, they shouted: "Safe!"
Pu Zhijing broke free from the pull of Fourth Young Master Fu Bang and rushed into the hall using both hands and feet.
At one glance, she just glanced at him and then fell straight to her knees.
In the extremely luxurious hall, lay the corpses of dozens of manor guards, one next to another, arranged neatly.
And sitting on the priceless Italian sofa were more than a dozen lifeless Park masters.
Everyone's throat was pinched.
Perhaps because they died not long ago, every corpse is lifelike.
The shock, pain, and anger on their faces were clearly displayed in front of Park Zhijing and the others.
A man in a suit sat in the middle of the Italian sofa, his eyes as big as gongs, facing the open door of Park's family.
But that ferocious face had become stiff at this moment, and there was still a lot of blood on it.
Park Ji-kun!
Although dozens of people poured into the hall, Park's elite still felt an endless chill.
Their stomachs ached.
Too cruel, too domineering!
"father!"
Park Zhijing dragged her legs forward, her expression filled with sadness.
She rushed up and hugged her father: "Dad, who killed you? Who killed you?"
Park Zhikun didn't react at all. He kept staring and his body was still warm, but he never spoke again.
"Zhi Jing, my condolences and submission!"
Fourth Young Master Fubang came over, patted the woman on the shoulder and said:
"There's no point crying. The most urgent task is to find the murderer."
"Only killing the murderer is the greatest consolation for Mr. Park."
His eyes flashed with fierce intent, and he was very angry that the murderer killed Pu Zhikun, a lackey. It was like beating a dog without looking at its master.
"Dad! Have a good trip!"
Park Zhijing was also very strong. She wiped away her tears and said, "I will definitely avenge you. I will definitely find the murderer and kill him!"
"No matter who the other party is, I will never let them go!"
Park Ji Jung vowed to God to seek justice.
What could be more painful than losing two close relatives in one day?
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that the wind blowing in through the doors and windows had stopped. The elite Park family members were also infected by Park Zhijing's emotions.
Their eyes were filled with flames of hatred, and they all shouted:
"Revenge! Revenge!"
"I will let the murderer be buried with you."
At this time, Park Zhijing touched her father's eyes so that he could rest in peace: "Wait for me!"
"Come here, move all the bodies to the side hall and send someone to guard them for me!"
"When I capture Ye Fan and the others, I will give them a grand burial."
Park Zhijing ordered the bodies of her father and others to be taken away.
Several elite members of the Park family came forward respectfully and carefully lifted Park Zhikun up.
With just this lift, there was a clang, and a fishing line was pulled out from under Pu Zhikun's butt bone.
There is a thunder ring hanging on one end of the fishing line.
Beneath him, a small black object popped out, like a freshly laid egg.
"careful!"
When Fubang saw this, his expression changed drastically. He threw Park Zhijing down with a roar and rolled out.
The next second, the hall exploded with a bang, and all the dozen Park elites were blown away...
Heavy casualties!
The gray-faced Fourth Young Master Fu Bang spit out a mouthful of blood and shouted:
