Five minutes later.

Lao Jian and Lao Ding finally escaped from the forest with the only four remaining killers.

The six people were covered in dust, just like the people who had experienced rescue and disaster relief, they looked extremely embarrassed.

"Brother Jian, Brother Ding, what should we do?"

"Those Chinese guys should all be dead, right?"

"Then, for such a big fire, we all died several brothers, so they must not die."

"If I want to see at least three or four deaths."

Several killers talked to each other.

However, Lao Jian and Lao Ding frowned and stared at the woods behind them, with a hint of doubt in their hearts.

"Old Ding, have you figured out how to explain to the president?"

Lao Jian turned around and looked at Lao Ding, worried about this matter.

"What do you want to explain? Lao Zhong and the others died. Whether they were killed or burned, it seems the same to the president."

“It is indeed.”

"Then tell the truth."

Old Jian said softly, then said, "Let's go first, and there will be a result when the fire is extinguished."

"I think there must be someone in the Chinese guys who will die."

"I agree."

Old Ding nodded slightly.

Six people started the car and left quickly.

The forest fires are getting stronger and stronger, and the area is getting bigger and bigger.

After the administrator of the Xijiao Cemetery discovered this, he immediately called the fire.

Half an hour later.

Two thousand firefighters came from different places to extinguish the fire in the forest.

The media in Goryeo followed up and reported immediately.

...

Xian Mansion.

Today is the day for Park Junxian to be buried.

The three brothers Park Ki-kong, Park Ki-sung and Park Ki-kong personally handled their father's funeral.

I thought that today I could let my father be buried in peace and sacrifice the enemy's heads on time to avenge his father.

Unexpectedly, the cemetery management company called and said there was a forest fire near the cemetery and hoped that they would postpone the burial for several hours to ensure the safety of other people.

When Park Ki-kung received the call, he was so angry that he exploded on the spot.

"Idiot!"

"What are you doing!"

"My old man is always very particular about the funeral and funeral. If you ask me to postpone it, is this human word?"

"No, I won't agree."

"I don't care whether the fire or not, the old man must be buried on time."

Park Ki-kung cursed at the phone.

"No, no!"

"Mr. Park, there is a forest fire here in the cemetery. The above has issued an order. All burials will be postponed. Don't make things difficult for me. I'm just sending you a message."

“Forest fire?”

"How come there are fires near the cemetery? What are the firefighters? Why are they eating?"

Park Ki-kong asked relentlessly.

Park Ki-sung was closer to Park Ki-kong, and vaguely heard a forest fire or something from the phone, and turned his head to look at Park Ki-kong.

"Last brother, what's going on in the cemetery?"

"I don't know."

"Why do you want to check it online?"

Park Ki-gung took out his mobile phone and clicked on hot news.

Sure enough, there were two news about forest fires in the western suburbs.

"It's true, second brother, look."

"Get in quickly!"

Park Ki-sung said hurriedly.

When they clicked in, the two brothers were stunned.

"Big...Big Brother."

Park Ki-sung patted Park Ki-kung's arm and handed him the phone.

Park Ki-kong turned around and glanced, and his anger erupted again.

"Bang!"

Park Ki-kong hung up the phone and took away his phone and looked carefully.

"Damn it!"

"It's where Meng Hu and the others hide!"

"It must be they who deliberately caused the forest fire!"

Park Qiqiang insisted that Meng Hu and the others did this on purpose, just because they didn't want the old man to be buried.

"hateful!"

"I want to tear them into pieces!"

"Where is the fourth brother?"

"Why is there no news yet?"

"Second, ask the fourth brother."

"Yes, brother."

Park Ki-sung immediately called Park Ki-bang, but no one answered the phone after a long time.

"No one answered."

"Try again!"

"Dudu..."

"Have you answered yet?" Park Ki-Ki-Keng raised his eyebrows, looking a little confused.

"No answer."

"Call to Fang Xiaoting."

"Yes, I'll fight."

Park Ki-sung immediately called Fang Xiaoting.

Fang Xiaoting is his own right-hand man, and he should have news.

However, after several hits, no one answered.

Now, Park Ki-sung felt something was wrong.

"Brother, no one answered him." Park Ki-sung whispered.

"Master, it's not good!"

"The eldest young master..."

His subordinates rushed in.

"What's up?"

Park Ki-kong asked in anger and gave him a fierce look.

“Yes…I’m sorry!”

His subordinates did not dare to look directly at Park Qiqiang and said tremblingly: "Young Master, the news says that hundreds of corpses were found on the road next to the forest..."

"What?"

"What?"

"What!"
Chapter completed!