"Quick, quick, bring your weapons and follow me!"

When the four young people of Fubang walked out of the conference room with a frown, they saw Park Zhijing hurriedly gathering people.

He grabbed one of them and asked, and soon knew what was going on.

When he called, Park Jijing also received a call from his father.

In the mobile phone, there was no Park Zhikun's caring voice as always, only a scream that stopped abruptly.

This made Park Jijing extremely angry and worried.

She immediately located her father's mobile phone, and then mobilized the guards to prepare to kill back.

No matter who the other party is, if she dares to hurt her father, she will not die.

Fubang Sishao thought for a while and followed.

"It's okay, uncle will be fine!"

In the moving convoy, the four young people of Fubang comforted Park Zhijing softly:

"He has so many gunmen under him, and his own skills are also first-class, it is difficult for ordinary people to hurt him. ”

He reminded: "Don't mess with yourself, or you will fall for the enemy's calculations." ”

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan!"

Park Zhijing grabbed the hand of the fourth young man of Fubang: "I'm worried that Ye Fan will attack him!"

"My father has let go of cruel words in the police station, I must find him and Tang Ruoxue to take revenge, Ye Fan will strike first if he doesn't do it!"

She already knew what happened at the police station, and she also knew that the life and death between the Park family and Ye Fan were opposite.

"Ye Fan was stared at by someone I sent, and he has not moved in the Jin Garden. ”

Fubang Sishao smiled gently: "It shouldn't be possible for him to attack and kill your father." ”

"If it weren't for him, a master, it would be difficult for ordinary people to hurt their uncle. ”

"Also, don't forget, my uncle's car has heavy weapons, gatlings, grenades, everything, who dares to provoke it for no reason?"

He had faith in what he said.

How can Park Zhikun say that he is also a dog they raised, if he can be bitten to death casually, how can they protect their interests?

Over the years, they have not only arranged a well-trained gold medal guard for Park Zhikun, but also made a small transformation to Park Zhikun to give him the ability to protect himself.

Therefore, Fubang Sishao believes that Park Zhikun will not have an accident.

Hearing these words, Park Zhijing felt a lot more peaceful, yes, his father is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, how can he be easily hurt by others?

And he is an insecure person who carries heavy weapons around him all year round.

Three years ago, he was surrounded by a group of mercenaries, but before he could attack his father with all his strength, he was beaten to pieces by his father with Gatling.

Thinking of this, Park Zhijing felt a lot more relieved, but the number was redialed, and no one answered.

"Whew-"

Half an hour later, the convoy approached Park's estate.

Although it was already a cold night and the mildew of the rain was suppressed, Park Zhijing and Fubang Sishao still smelled a turbid smell from afar.

The smell blew from the Park's manor with the cold wind, and the forward convoy was slightly stagnant.

Everyone's faces turned ugly, because they all knew it was bloody.

There was also a chill in the heart of the Park elite.

They knew in their hearts that if it was an outsider, the manor guards would have already cleaned up the bloodshed.

Now it is rich and emanating, and it is obvious that it is very likely that the death is not an outsider, it is not an outsider, and it is clearly visible who the deceased is.

And the Park Manor, which has always been brightly lit, has no lights at all tonight, not even the street lights.

The entire castle was black and lying on the ground, looking like a big monster that was devouring people.

Park Zhijing's heart sank: "Quick, get in." ”

The convoy crashed straight through the gate and rushed into the non-moving manor.

With the help of the headlights, the four young people of Fubang glanced at the door post and did not see any of the Park guards.

And the dirt near the sentry box turned russet.

This is the color of blood precipitation.

He pulled out his phone and sent a text message.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

For three minutes, Park's motorcade was in front of the main building, and the lights were all turned on, shining on the entire building, making the view clear.

Then, the car door opened, and countless Park elites poured out, drew their weapons and approached the gate.

The four young men of Fubang also made a gesture, and a team of retired personnel from the Pentagon Continent dispersed, occupying the commanding heights and inspecting the dark Park Manor.

The blood-colored handprints on the gates, the blood splattered on the walls, and the fallen guns and daggers all indicate that there has been a bloody incident in the manor.

The crowd is like a great enemy.

"Daddy!"

Park Jijing also got out of the car door and rushed to the door in a hurry.

Fubang Sishao quickly grabbed her: "Don't be impulsive!"

In his veer, several Park elites stepped forward, turned on the flashlight, pushed the door open, and twisted the headlights.

They confirmed that there was no danger before shouting, "Safe!"

Park Zhijing broke free from the pull of the four young people of Fubang, and rushed into the hall with his hands and feet.

At a glance, she just glanced at it, and fell straight to her knees.

In the extravagant hall, the corpses of dozens of manor guards lay down, one by one, neatly arranged.

And on the valuable Italian sofa, there are also more than a dozen Park masters who have lost their vitality.

Everybody's throat is pinched.

Maybe it was not long after death, but every corpse came to life.

The shock, pain, and anger on their faces were clearly displayed in front of Park Ji-jung.

A man in a suit sits in the middle of an Italian sofa, his eyes as big as gongs, facing the open door of the Park.

It's just that the hideous face has become stiff at the moment, and there are still a lot of blood stains.

Park Ji-kun!

Although dozens of people poured into the hall, the elite of the Park family still felt an endless chill.

Their stomachs are aching.

It's too cruel, it's too domineering!

"Daddy!"

Park Jijing dragged her legs forward, her expression full of sadness.

She rushed up and hugged her father: "Dad, who killed you? Who killed you?"

Park Zhikun didn't react at all, he kept staring at his eyes, his body was still warm, but he would never speak again.

"Zhijing, mourn and change!"

Fubang Sishao walked over, patted the woman's shoulder and said:

"It's useless to cry, it's imperative to find the murderer. ”

"Only killing the murderer is the greatest consolation to Mr. Park. ”

His eyes flashed with a fierce intent, and he was very angry that the murderer killed Park Zhikun, a lackey, and he was simply beating the dog without looking at the owner.

"Daddy, go all the way!"

Park Zhijing was also very strong, wiped away her tears and said: "I will definitely avenge you, I will definitely find out the murderer to kill!"

"No matter who the other party is, I will never let them go!"

Park Ji-jung vowed to heaven to seek justice.

What could be more painful than losing two loved ones in one day?

The surroundings became quiet unconsciously, and it seemed that the wind blowing in the doors and windows had stopped, and the elite of the Park family were also infected by Park Jijing's emotions.

The flames of hatred rose in their eyes, and they roared in unison:

"Revenge!

"I'll let the murderer bury you. ”

At this time, Park Jijing stroked his father's eyes so that he could rest in peace: "You wait for me!"

"Come on, move all the corpses to the side hall, and send someone to guard it for me!"

"Wait for me to take down Ye Fan and them, and then give them a thick burial. ”

Park Ji-jeong ordered the bodies of his father and others to be carried away.

Several Park elites stepped forward respectfully and carefully lifted Park Zhikun up.

It's just that this lift, with a clang, a fishing line was pulled out from under Park Zhikun's butt bone.

At one end of the fishing line hangs a frying thunder ring.

Underneath him, a small black object popped out, like a freshly laid egg.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, Fubang's face changed drastically, and he threw down Park Zhijing with a roar and rolled out.

In the next second, the hall exploded with a bang, and more than a dozen Park elites were all blown up......

Heavy casualties!

The dusty and gray-faced Fubang Sishao spat out a mouthful of blood and roared:

"Arrest Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue for me!"