Park Qiqiang and the three brothers all stood there with one expression.

"What did you say?"

"Hundreds of corpses?"

"Who's from?"

Park Qibang was the first to react and ask his subordinates.

"The Third Young Master, is... ours."

"Our people."

"Hundreds of corpses."

Park Ki-sung murmured secretly, and suddenly a thought came to his mind and turned to ask his subordinates.

"Is it Fang Xiaoting and the others?"

The subordinate looked at Park Ki-sung and nodded, "Yes, the second young master."

"What!"

Park Ki-sung's brain suffocated and his body almost stood firm.

When he heard hundreds of corpses, he realized that it was probably Fang Xiaoting and his subordinates.

As a result, it was them.

"Second brother."

Park Ki-gung hurriedly supported Park Ki-sung, "Second brother, are you okay?"

"call!"

"Oh shit!"

"Fang Xiaoting and the others are all dead?"

"Diet in a pile?"

Park Ki-sung questioned his subordinates.

"It seems that yes, the photos should have been exposed now, and there wasn't yet." The subordinate replied.

"I'll take a look!"

"I'll take a look!"

Park Ki-sung hurriedly opened his phone, found the corresponding news, and took a closer look, and indeed, the photos on the scene were exposed.

"this?"

"Dog god!"

Park Ki-kung and Park Ki-kung also swear.

In the photo, the corpse and the car are almost difficult to see clearly, but one thing is obvious. The distance between the corpse is very close and looks like it was taken away.

"Damn it!"

"damn it!"

More than 100 people led by Fang Xiaoting are subordinates of the current Junxian Group.

The battle between Xian Mansion and the demolition plot.

After two battles, Junxian Group has lost more than 800 people.

Including the more than 100 people today, the number is nearly a thousand.

Even Junxian Group will find it difficult to find thugs in a short time.

"Brother, second brother, you read the report and it was said that it was caused by an explosion. The preliminary judgment was that someone had buried a large amount of explosives in the section where they passed by in advance."

Park Ki-gung looked at the explanation in the report and continued: "There is still here, the distance is about fifty meters."

"That is to say, under the road with a length of fifty meters, there are explosives buried."

"Son of a bitch!"

"Bang!"

Park Ki-sung punched the wall and roared murderously, "Those scrims, I want to kill them!"

"Brother!"

"I know."

Park Ki-kong replied, "How could he let them go after killing so many of us!"

“Open live TV.”

Park Ki-kong asked his men to turn on the TV.

“Yes!”

My subordinates turned on the TV and found the live broadcast channel.

"Brother, what should I do about my father's funeral?" Park Ki-gung asked.

"What else can I do?"

Park Ki-kong pointed to the forest fire on TV, "Look, the city leaders have come out and said, the cemetery is closed and the fire is over."

"But……"

"Forget it, find another good day and let my father be buried."

Park Kie forced Park Kie-gung's question and instead raised another question.

"You guys say, how did such a big fire cause it?"

"Did the Chinese man deliberately set fire or was it caused by explosions during war?"

"Um?"

"Forehead!"

The two brothers Park Ki-sung and Park Ki-gung looked at each other and looked at Park Ki-gung one after another.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Park Qiqiang rubbed his chin, "If the Chinese man deliberately set fire, it is likely that they could not stop the attack, and then set fire to the mountain and escape."

"In another case, the combat explosion caused a forest fire, then..."

"No, it should be that no matter what the situation is, some of them will definitely die in the fire."

"What do you think?"

Park Ki-sung and Park Ki-gung nodded slightly, which seemed to make some sense.

"Our people are dead, who is fighting with them?" Park Ki-sung asked you.

"Second brother." Park Ki-gung reminded him, "Are there anyone who has brought the top killers and the third brother to support?"

“Yes, yes!”

Park Ki-sung patted his forehead and suddenly realized.

Then he said, "That's great, how many people died at last."

"That's right!"

"A few died, it would be easier to solve them later."

Park Ki-kong clenched his fists, and a hint of harsh laughed across his face, feeling like he finally won.

"Brother, the fourth brother hasn't answered the phone yet, what's going on?"

Park Ki-gung called Park Ki-bong again, but still failed to answer.

"No hurry, the fourth brother may be chasing him."

"We just need to pay attention to the news. After the firefighters put out the fire, they will definitely report dead bodies in the mountains or something?"

"At that time, we can clearly know how many beasts died."

"Then, let's find someone to kill all the rest of them!"

Park Ki-kung smiled slightly smugly, as if he believed that He Yan and the others died in the fire.

"right."

"Brother said it right!"
Chapter completed!