The three Park Qiqiang brothers had the same expression, and they were all stunned.
"What did you say?"
"Hundreds of corpses?"
"Whose?"
Park Qibang was the first to react and ask his subordinates.
"Third Young Master, he is... one of ours."
"Our people."
"Hundreds of corpses."
Park Qisheng murmured secretly. Suddenly an idea came to his mind and he turned to ask his subordinates.
"Are they Fang Xiaoting and the others?"
The subordinate looked at Park Qisheng and nodded, "Yes, Second Young Master."
"What!"
Park Qisheng's mind felt suffocated and his body almost lost its balance.
When he heard hundreds of corpses, he realized that it was probably Fang Xiaoting and his men.
In the end, it was really them.
"Second brother."
Park Qigong hurriedly supported Park Qisheng, "Second brother, are you okay?"
"call!"
"Oh shit!"
"Are Fang Xiaoting and the others dead?"
"Die in a pile?"
Park Qisheng questioned his subordinates.
"It seems so. There should be photos exposed now, but not just now." The subordinate replied.
"Let me see!"
"Let me see!"
Park Qisheng hurriedly opened his phone and found the corresponding news. After taking a closer look, he found that photos of the scene had been exposed.
"this?"
"What a bastard!"
Park Qiqiang and Park Qigong also used foul language.
In the photo, it is almost difficult to see the body and the car clearly, but one thing is obvious: the bodies are very close to each other and it looks like they were picked up at once.
"Asshole!"
"damn it!"
The more than 100 people led by Fang Xiaoting are all the subordinates of Junxian Group at present.
The battle at the Xian Mansion and the battle at the demolition plot.
After two wars, Junxian Group has lost more than 800 people.
Counting the more than 100 people today, the number is nearly a thousand.
Even the Junxian Group found it difficult to find thugs in a short period of time.
"Brother, second brother, you read the report. It said it was caused by an explosion. The initial judgment is that someone planted a large amount of explosives in the section of road they passed by."
Park Qigong looked at the explanation in the report and continued: "And here, the distance is about fifty meters."
"In other words, explosives are buried under the fifty-meter-long road."
"Son of a bitch!"
"Crack!"
Park Qisheng smashed his fist on the wall and roared murderously, "Those bastards, I'm going to kill them!"
"Brother!"
"I know."
Park Qiqiang replied, "You have killed so many of us, how can you let them go?"
"Turn on live TV."
Park Qiqiang asked his men to turn on the TV.
"Yes!"
I turned on the TV and found the live broadcast channel.
"Brother, what about father's burial?" Park Qigong asked.
"What else can be done?"
Park Qiqiang pointed to the forest fire on TV, "Look, the city leaders have come out and said that the cemetery will be closed until the fire is over."
"But……"
"Forget it, let's find a good day and let my father be buried properly."
Park Qigong stopped Park Qigong's question and asked another question instead.
"Tell me, what caused such a big fire?"
"Did the Chinese set the fire deliberately, or was it caused by an explosion or other reasons during the battle?"
"Um?"
"Forehead!"
The two brothers Park Qisheng and Park Qigong looked at each other and then looked at Park Qiqiang.
"Brother, what do you think?"
Park Qiqiang rubbed his chin, "If the Chinese guys deliberately set the fire, it's likely that they couldn't stop the attack and then set fire to the mountain to escape."
"In another case, if the fighting explosion causes a forest fire, then..."
"No, it should be that no matter what the situation, some of them will definitely die in the fire."
"What do you think?"
Park Qisheng and Park Qigong nodded slightly, which seemed to make sense.
"Our people are all dead, who is fighting with them?" Park Qisheng asked you.
"Second brother." Park Qigong reminded him, "Aren't there still top killers from the killer organization and people brought by the third brother for support?"
"Yes, yes!"
Park Qisheng patted his forehead and suddenly realized.
Then he said: "That's great, finally a few are dead."
"That's right!"
"After a few die, it will be easy to deal with them later."
Park Qiqiang clenched his fists, a cruel smile flashed across his face, and he felt like he had finally won.
"Brother, the Fourth Brother hasn't answered the phone yet, what's going on?"
Park Qigong called Park Qibang again, but still didn't get through.
"Don't worry, the fourth child may go after him."
"Let's just pay attention to the news. After the firefighters put out the fire, there will definitely be reports about dead bodies in the mountains?"
"At that time we will know clearly how many beasts have died."
"Then, let's find someone to kill the rest of them!"
Pu Qiqiang smiled slightly proudly, as if he believed that He Yan and the others died in the fire.
"right."
"Brother is right!"
Chapter completed!