Si Chen's surprise voice asked all the weapons picked up by the people around him to put down.

The rich businessman was startled by everyone and was also furious.

Si Tong's delicate figure gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Si Chen took the lead in greeting: "Sister!" He was overjoyed.

"Why did my brother come here?" Si Tong asked softly.

Her beautiful face is exactly the same as two years ago.

There is no change at all.

Mio can live forever and always looks like an eighteen year old, so she will naturally not grow old or have any changes.

Some people spend their entire lives pursuing eternal life and eternal youth, and Si Tong takes up both.

"For...task!" Si Chen told the truth.

He did not blame Si Tong for resigning for the last time, nor did he ask why Si Tong appeared here, nor did he pursue Si Tong's departure two years ago.

For Si Chen, being able to see his sister again was already a blessing from God.

"Is there really a sister to rescue me?" The white guys who kept making fun of Si Chen were stunned, all of whom showed a shocked and suspicious manner.

"Our people in Miao are naturally not like people from some countries. We Miao people are walking straight and never lie!"

When Si Chen heard what a few foreigners said, perhaps because of Si Tong's appearance, he couldn't help but muttered and retorted loudly.

The foreigners could not say anything, so they could only stare at Si Chen and anxiously.

Farcy is not easy to mess with. Si Chen blocked the words here. He took the people to the mourning hall first, and he was still chanting:

"There is an old saying in a certain country that is good. If you get a cheaper one, you will behave well. The matter of the Soul Killer can only be solved by us!"

As soon as Farcy finished his words, even Peng Zhizhang and Zhang Xiancheng couldn't help laughing.

Si Tong naturally understood the meaning, but she just blinked her eyes.

"Hahaha! Haha! Is this how the saying "You are good at taking advantage of the price"? Your Chinese level is at the kindergarten level! If you can't speak, don't use sentences randomly!" Si Chen was in a great mood.

Chinese is the most difficult language to learn in the world because it can have many meanings in a sentence, which is not what it seems on the surface.

At least Falsey used the wrong sentence randomly.

"Hmph." When Falsey heard this, he glanced at Si Tong and Si Chen fiercely, and then walked forward quickly.

......

Mourning Hall.

Several people just entered here.

There were many people standing around.

They are all children of the deceased old man.

There are also children of rich people.

"Father, are they here to protect grandma's body?" A girl with yellow hair and little hair on her head, almost bald, walked up to the rich businessman and spoke to the rich businessman.

It is in English.

Si Chen and others could understand this simple question.

"Yes." The rich businessman nodded.

"Grandma's body is right behind, everyone can be here-" The girl is pretty good-looking, with a tall nose bridge and a melon-shaped face, which contrasts with the rough and ugly face of the rich businessman. You can tell at a glance that her mother must be a beauty.

That's all I said.

The body was covered behind the tarpaulin in the mourning hall.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed behind the tarpaulin: "Ah! Ah!"

"What are you going to do!"

When Si Chen, Farcy and the others heard this, their faces changed drastically. The others shouted and rushed to the back: "Hurry! It's the Soul Killer!"

Si Tong walked slowly.

Come to the back of the tarpaulin.

Sure enough, a soul killer had already raised a scimitar and was about to pierce the body of the old lady who was lifted up.

Soul-killer, soul-killer, means pricking the blood in the heart of the dead and leading the soul of the dead into hell. Don’t go to an unknown world.

"Quick! Shoot!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Si Chen and Farcy both shot at the Soul Killer, trying to stop the Soul Killer's prick.

But unexpectedly, the Soul Killer Black Robe waved and blocked all the bullets.

"Bulletproof...his black robe is actually made of bulletproof vest! Damn!" several people exclaimed.

Ineffective shooting.

Seeing the scimitar, it was almost pierced into the old lady's heart.

At the critical moment, everyone suddenly heard the girl put away the indifferent sound, and the voice became ethereal and gloomy. She slapped the soul-killer in a commanding tone, and said coldly:
Chapter completed!