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 parked slowly in the open space, and the doors opened one after another, and a group of middle-aged men in black uniforms stepped out. They were all plump and full, with bulging temples. 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 my Nandu Chen family proud."
The white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his hands and said lightly: "Nandu is small, 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?"
"Besides Lu Fan, who else in Nandu is worthy of my personal visit?"
The white-haired old man said in an arrogant tone: "Although this man is average in strength, he is too insidious and cunning. Even if you have masters from the sacred temple sitting here, I'm afraid you will suffer at his hands and ruin our major event!"
The voices they spoke were not loud, but the whole cemetery was too silent, so it still reached the ears of the four people halfway up the mountain from the open space below.
Wang Li and the others looked at Lu Fan, who looked a little embarrassed and touched his nose to indicate for them to continue reading.
Although he was slapped in the face by the white-haired old man in public, Chen Jinsong still laughed and said: "It's rare to have Nangong Hall Master sitting in charge, so naturally there will be no mistakes."
"But it's getting late now. I would like to ask Hall Master Nangong to bring those four people out and bury them as soon as possible. We will also do our duty as landlords and cleanse the dust for you all."
The white-haired old man glanced at the strong man next to him. The strong man waved, and the doors of the two Mercedes-Benz cars opened. Four figures with their hands tied and explaining, and wearing black hoods on their heads, were pushed out.
"These four people were originally supposed to be personally guarded by my family in the dungeon, but because of the incident at Guwu Villa, the Dragon Slaying Society has become suspicious of us and wants to conduct a thorough investigation of the ten major family mansions."
"So I will leave these four people here with you for the time being and do as you wish, but remember, just don't kill anyone."
"My young master has another important use." The white-haired old man warned.
"Don't worry about this. Our Chen family always handles matters safely."
He looked at the man in black behind him: "Take the people up the mountain and leave them to Master Huang."
Seeing Huang Bin leading the way and walking up with four people, Lu Fan frowned; "What happened at Guwu Villa was actually done by the Nangong family?"
