He looked at the name "Xu Xin." He vaguely remembered the tombstone. At that time, several people in black were buried here. They just carried the coffin and buried it here. For such a long time, no one had seen it here. The surroundings of the tombstone were dirty and the surface was filled with dust.

He didn't know what the people in front of him had to do with the people in the tombstone. He looked at the people around him and felt a little timid, not knowing what to say, and even standing there, he was a little timid.

After a long time, the middle-aged man standing in front of the tombstone spoke, "I have walked all the way, why is it only here so dirty? Because no one cleans it?"

"No, no." The gravekeeper heard the man's cold voice and shook his head quickly. "The winds are strong these two days, so, so."

"So what?" the man turned his head and stared at the old man guarding the tomb with his eyes. "This strong wind is only blowing on this tablet, right? The other tablets are clean, just this dirty, is it all blowing on the wind?"

The tombkeeper suddenly became much nervous. He was a little scared. These people obviously looked like ordinary people. He thought for a while and quickly said, "No, no, no, no one has ever seen this tombstone since it was erected here, and no one has ever seen it during the holidays. If other tombstones are placed there, some people will come to pay tribute to them regularly, so, so."

"So what?" The man's eyes were a little aggressive, he was very angry. "So my brother has been so dirty here? My brother has never been clean here? Overgrown weeds?" He suddenly took a step forward, put his hand into his clothes very fiercely, and his posture was like he was about to draw a gun.

"Ah, don't." The gravekeeper was so scared that he knelt on the ground. "Sorry, sorry, brother, please spare me, please spare me." The gravekeeper quickly began to beg for mercy, lowering his head and begging for mercy, not even raising his head. Then he felt that the surroundings were quiet. His forehead was covered with sweat, for fear of angering these people from the underworld. He was just an ordinary person, so he naturally couldn't afford to provoke these people. Then he saw something that he could not imagine. He saw that the flat-headed man opposite him did not take out his gun, but what he took out was indeed a pile of money. Yes, a thick pile of money, this pile of money seemed to be more than 10,000, which was almost worth his annual salary. He was stunned at the time.

The man handed the money to him, "Please take this money and come to clean up my brother every day from now on. If I come one day and see that my brother's tombstone is still like this, I will let you go down to accompany him." The man's voice was not as good as he could.

"I dare not, don't dare, don't worry, don't worry, brother, I will definitely come to clean every day, come every day to ensure that the place is clean."

The gravekeeper kept begging for mercy and did not dare to accept the money.

"Give it to you, take the money." The man opposite said again, "If you give it to you, take it."

"I, I." The gravekeeper was a little confused. He stretched out his hand and pulled it back. He didn't dare to take the money. The man opposite was obviously a little impatient. He squatted down and stuffed the money directly into the gravekeeper's pocket. Then, he took out a pistol from one side, and he pushed the pistol on the head of the old man who guarded the tomb. "The money is for you, just take it, but don't forget what I told you, don't forget, is it okay?"

The old man guarding the tomb was trembling all over. He didn't even dare to say anything. He kept nodding. Then, the man opposite him said again, "Can you talk?" The man dragged his chin up and said, "Tell me, have you heard it."

"I heard it, I heard it." The old man guarding the tomb hurriedly nodded.

The man then left his eyes away from him. He suddenly felt that he felt much more relaxed all over his body. The man turned his eyes to the tombstone again, and his expression was a little sad, "Brother, I'm sorry, it was my brother who harmed you."

After saying that, the flat-headed man slowly knelt on the ground. Then, the four people behind the man said, "Brother, I'm sorry, we hurt you." Then, the four people behind him also knelt down.

At the same time, I saw dozens of people standing around me, all kneeling on the ground, "Master Xin, I'm sorry, we hurt you!" The roars of these dozens of people were particularly loud.

The gravekeeper was shocked and looked at the people around him.

Immediately afterwards, the man's expression changed again and became a little angry. He picked up a dagger from the side and cut his finger directly with the dagger. Blood slowly fell on the tombstone, flowing down drop by drop.

Immediately afterwards, he used his fingers to write four big words on the tombstone, "Blood debt and blood!" In the dark night, with this group of aggressive social people, this strange blood, this angry man, this gloomy cemetery, everything seemed particularly strange. The biting cold wind blew, but the gravekeeper felt that his clothes were soaked in sweat. He stared at the four big words "Blood debt and blood debt and blood debt" on the tombstone, and his body began to tremble unconsciously. He could feel the anger of this person and the anger of this group of people.

"If you don't take revenge, you will not be a human being." At this time, the flat-headed man in front of him slowly spoke. Then, his voice suddenly widened several times. He shouted angrily, "If you don't take revenge, you will not be a human being! Master Xin, rest in peace!"

At the same time, I heard the entire cemetery ringing behind me, "Don't take revenge! I'm not a human being! Master Xin, rest in peace!" Everyone around me roared, and the shouts rang out across the sky. Then, the man inserted his dagger into the soft land in front of him. Immediately, he stood up.

The man lit a cigarette. After he stood up, everyone behind him stood up. The man held the cigarette in his mouth and looked at the person behind him, "Xia Wenxuan." His voice was not loud, "Has everything been arranged?"

"After the arrangement, Brother Feng, we can do it anytime."

Li Feng nodded, and he looked at the people around him again. Then, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was enjoying the air of this wild night. After a while, he opened his eyes and smiled, "Did you smell the blood?" Then, he turned his head and looked at the tombstone behind him. Then, he took out a gun from his pocket and pointed the gun at the sky. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang" and fired a round of bullets in succession.

Then he loaded his gun, turned around and left. He walked in front, and everyone behind followed. A large number of people came out one after another, and the gravekeepers were stunned.
Chapter completed!