He glanced at the name on the tombstone, "Xu Xin." He vaguely remembered this tombstone, which was also buried by a few people in black clothes at the beginning, but the coffin was carried over, and then it was buried here, for so long, no one came here to see it, the tombstone was very dirty, and the face was full of dust.

He didn't know what the relationship between the people in front of him and the people in the tombstone was, he looked at the people around him, a little timid, didn't know what to say, and even stood there, a little cringe.

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

"No, no" The grave keeper listened to the man's cold voice and quickly shook his head, "It's been windy for the past 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 one tablet, right?

The grave keeper suddenly became a lot nervous, he was a little scared, these people obviously didn't look like ordinary people, he thought for a while, and hurriedly said, "No, no, it's that no one has ever come to see this tombstone since it was erected here, and no one has come to see it during the New Year's holidays. ”

"So what?" the man's gaze was a little aggressive, and he was angry, "So my brother has been so dirty here? My brother has never been able to clean up here?" He suddenly took a step forward, and put his hand inside his clothes very fiercely, and the jiashi was like pulling out a gun.

"Ah, don't" The grave keeper knelt on the ground in fright, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry big brother, spare my life, spare my life" The grave keeper hurriedly began to beg for mercy, bowing his head and begging for mercy, not even daring to raise his head, followed closely, he felt that the surroundings were quiet, his forehead was full of sweat, for fear of angering these underworld people, he was just an ordinary people, naturally he couldn't afford to provoke these people, and then he saw something that he didn't dare to imagine, and he saw the flat-headed man opposite him, he didn't take out the gun, but what he took out was indeed a stack of money, yes, a thick stack of money, this stack of money looked like it was more than 10,000 yuan, almost capping his salary for a year, he was stunned at the time。

The man handed the money to him, "You take this money, come and clean up for my brother every day in the future, if I come one day and see my brother's tombstone is still like this, I will let you go down to accompany him." The man's voice was not at all colorful.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, don't worry, rest assured, big brother, I must, I must come to clean every day, come every day, and make sure this place is clean." ”

The grave keeper begged for mercy vigorously, but he did not dare to accept the money.

"Here you go, take the money. The man on the other side said again, "You will take what is given to you." ”

"I, I. The grave keeper was a little entangled, he stretched out his hand, and pulled it back, in the end he didn't dare to take the money, the man on the other side was obviously a little impatient, he squatted down, and stuffed the money directly into the grave keeper's pocket, and then, he took out a pistol from the side, he put the pistol on the top of the tomb keeper's head, "The money is for you, you take it, but don't forget what I told you, no problem, right?"

The old man guarding the tomb trembled a little, he didn't even dare to speak, he nodded vigorously, and then, the man opposite spoke again, "Can you speak?" The man dragged his chin up, "Tell me, did you hear me?" ”

"I heard it, I heard it," the old man nodded quickly.

The man then took his eyes off him, and he suddenly felt that he was a lot more relaxed, and the man turned his gaze to the tombstone again, his expression was a little sad, "Brother, I'm sorry, it was my brother who hurt you." ”

After speaking, the flat-headed man slowly knelt on the ground, followed by the four people behind the man, "Brother, I'm sorry, we hurt you." Immediately after, the four people behind him also knelt down.

At the same time, I saw dozens of people standing on the side, all kneeling on the ground, "Xin Ye, I'm sorry, we hurt you!" The roar of these dozens of people together was extremely loud.

The grave keepers were stupefied, looking at the people around here.

Immediately after, the man's expression changed again, becoming a little angry, he picked up a dagger from the side, and used the dagger to cut his fingers directly, and the blood slowly fell on the tombstone, drip by drop.

Immediately after, he used his fingers to write four big words on the tombstone one by one: "Blood debt and blood repayment!" In this dark night, with this group of menacing social people, this strange blood, this angry man, this gloomy cemetery, everything is extraordinarily weird, the biting cold wind blows, but the grave keeper feels that his clothes have been soaked with sweat, he stared at the four big words on the tombstone, his body began to tremble unconsciously, he could feel the anger of this person, he could feel the anger of this group of people.

"If you don't take revenge, you swear not to be a man. At this time, the flat-headed man in front of him spoke slowly, and then, suddenly, his voice expanded several times, and he roared angrily, "Don't take revenge!

At the same time, I heard behind me, the whole cemetery resounded, "Don't take revenge! Swear not to be a man! Xinye, rest in peace!" All the people around him roared, and the shouts resounded through the sky, and immediately after, the man put the dagger in the soft ground in front of him, and then he stood up.

The man lit a cigarette, and after he stood up, all the people behind him stood up, the man took a cigarette and looked at the people behind him, "Xia Wenxuan." His voice was not loud: "Is everything arranged?"

"It's arranged, Brother Feng, we can do it at any time. ”

Li Feng nodded, he looked at the people around him again, and then followed, he closed his eyes, took a big deep breath, as if enjoying the air of this wild night, after a while, he opened his eyes and smiled, "Do you smell blood?" Immediately after, he turned his head to look at the tombstone behind him, and then, he took out a gun from his pocket and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the sky.

Then he loaded up his gun, turned around and walked away, he went in front, and all the people behind followed, and a large number of people came out one after another, and the grave keepers were stupid.