Lu Fan glanced at the tomb covered by the huge stone slab next to him. Wang Li and the other three understood this and chose to shut up and stand there obediently.
Because of the sudden explosion at the gas station, the security of the entire cemetery was also strengthened.
The number of bodyguards patrolling the cemetery began to increase, and they were all strong members of the Dragon Temple. Lu Fan even noticed a lot of mutants with death aura on their bodies.
The power of one punch of these mutants can easily smash Jiang He's giant fist, and they are not afraid of death.
Although he is not afraid, when this kind of power gathers into a strong enough torrent, even several great masters will be a little afraid.
Late at night.
A bright light flashed past the cemetery gate.
Immediately afterwards, there was the roar of cars, and a black motorcade slowly drove into the cemetery gate and stopped in the open space in front of the cemetery group.
"coming."
Mu Kang's voice was low and he looked down the mountain.
The motorcade slowly stopped in the open space, and the doors opened one after another, and a group of middle-aged men in black uniforms walked out. They were all plump, with bulging temples, and there were even a few old men who looked like immortals.
His extraordinary demeanor is in sharp contrast to the Dragon Temple members stationed here.
"These are actually people from the Chinese martial arts?"
Wang Li's face was startled, his eyes filled with disbelief: "That old man, that old man seems to be..."
"It has nothing to do with us. Just follow Master Huang's instructions and stand still in our position."
Lu Fan interrupted what he wanted to say next, looked deeply at the white-haired old man, and a name came to mind: the Nangong family.
Three white-haired old men appeared, and Chen Jinsong hurriedly led people to greet them.
"Master Nangong!"
Chen Jinsong clasped his hands and fisted his fists, with a flattering smile on his face: "I didn't expect that such a trivial matter would cause you to fight. It really makes me, the Chen family in Nandu, proud."
The white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his hands and said lightly: "Nandu is a small city, but it hides a great god."
"I don't trust you alone to deal with him."
"Great God?"
Chen Jinsong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you talking about Lu Fan?"