Tenryu time, 11 a.m.

A silver-gray, extremely luxuriously decorated private plane, after obtaining the air traffic control permit, landed in the first-tier city in the southwest region of Tianlong Kingdom, Yuzhou City.

The western suburbs of Yuzhou City, Panshan cemetery.

Cars were parked in the open-air parking garage, and many men and women dressed in black and wearing small white flowers on their chests gathered in front of a tombstone to mourn in silence.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" a nineteen-year-old girl, wearing a long black dress, wearing linen and filial piety, cried so much that pear blossoms brought rain.

Her red and swollen eyes were full of pain and sorrow, and her tears were like pearls with broken threads, spilling them one by one, which was distressing.

Professor Yang died in a plane crash on his way back to China, and colleagues from the Institute of Archaeology, his assistants and students brought by Professor Yang all came to see him off for the last time.

"Qianyu, don't be sad, your grandfather is in the spirit of heaven, and he definitely doesn't want to see you so sad. ”

"Yes, Qianyu, your grandfather will be gone in the future, but there is still us, we will take care of you. ”

"I believe that your grandfather has a spirit in heaven and will definitely bless you, and I hope you can let go of your grief, be positive, and face your future life. ”

“......”

After the silence ended, everyone comforted her, but the girl didn't hear it, and she still couldn't believe that her grandfather, who was dependent on each other, had left like this, immersed in grief and unable to extricate herself.

"Oh, Professor Yang, I'm late!"

A roar of fake crying came from afar, and everyone looked at each other, and a group of people walked forward.

The leader was a bald middle-aged man with a big belly, followed by a dozen men with big shoulders and round waists.

The bald middle-aged man cried and shouted Professor Yang's name, but there was no expression of sadness on his fat, annoying face, let alone sad tears.

"Lin Dali, what are you doing here?" a young man stood up and questioned the other party.

"I, are you blind? I'm here to see Professor Yang off for the last time. The bald middle-aged man looked at the young man with fierce eyes.

The young man's heart trembled, but he still stood in front of Lin Dali, and said inwardly: "You go quickly, Professor Yang doesn't need you to send it, don't come to make trouble!"

"I'm making trouble, I'm going to make trouble!" Lin Dali bared his teeth and slapped the young man in the face.

The young man's cheeks were instantly swollen, his finger prints were clearly visible, he screamed and fell to the ground.

Lin Dali kicked the young man again, and scolded angrily: "Little miscellaneous pieces, what are you? Dare to talk to me like this? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will abolish you now!"

"Lin Dali, why are you beating people?" everyone stepped forward one after another, glaring angrily.

Lin Dali saw that he had provoked the anger of the public, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but sneered: "Yo, what's the matter? If you want to bully me with more people, I'll beat me, how dare you take me?"

When his words fell, more than a dozen big men brought with him stepped forward together, angry, protecting Lin Dali in the middle, ready to go, it seemed that as soon as Lin Dali opened his mouth, they would rush out.

The crowd was furious, but they could not say a word.

No one dares to be a bird! A young man who has been slapped in the face is a lesson from the past!

"The surname is Lin, what are you going to do?"

At the critical moment, the girl who was crying so much stood up, her red and swollen eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes were full of hatred when she looked at Lin Dali.

I don't know why, Lin Dali was panicked, as if the girl in front of him was an extremely aggressive beast.

"Hey......

Lin Dali smiled and said: "Qianyu, I really came to see Professor Yang on his last journey, your grandfather had a good relationship with me when he was alive, he had an accident, how could I not come?"

"My grandfather has nothing to do with you, I don't need you to send it, you go!" The girl still looked at Lin Dali with hatred.

Lin Dali pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Professor Yang's death, I am also very sad, without him, who will dig up treasures for me in the future? My loss is very great, but then again, since your grandfather is dead, then there is no need to keep those antiques in your house, right? Why don't you sell it to me, so that you will have more money to live a better life, and your grandfather must be very happy in the spirit of heaven, right?"

"Get out!"

The girl screamed in hysterical veil, startling Lin Dali.

His fat trembled, and then his face turned hideous: "Yang Qianyu, don't be ignorant! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu ......"

As he spoke, Lin vigorously raised his right hand, which was full of jade rings.

Lin Dali really wanted to slap Yang Qianyu, but at the moment when he was about to swing it down, he was horrified to find that he couldn't move.

Emperor Jiu came from a distance, walking very slowly, but in a few steps, he had already come to Professor Yang's tomb.

Everyone's attention was attracted by Lin Dali and Yang Qianyu, and they didn't notice that there was one more person at all.

Syllable!

The incomparably loud slap slapped Lin Dali's face in an instant.

Lin Dali flew out in an instant, and several bloody teeth were thrown out when his body of more than 100 catties was in the air.

Boom!

"Ahh

It wasn't until Lin Dali fell heavily on the grass that his screams came out of his mouth.

Everyone present was stunned, and their eyes were focused on Di Jiu, who didn't know when he appeared.

Yang Qianyu could only see Emperor Jiu's back, a height of more than one meter and eight, with a tall figure, and the spine was like half of a sword, without the slightest bending.

"Who?

Lin Dali was so painful that tears flowed out, and his already fat face was even more swollen like a pig's head because of a slap.

The mung bean-sized eyes revealed a touch of resentment and ferocity.

After a while, Lin Dali reacted, looked at the expressionless Di Jiu, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, stretched out his hand to point at Di Jiu, and roared angrily: "Beat me! Kill him!"

"Shoot him!"

The dozen thugs brought by Lin Dali immediately rushed towards Emperor Jiu.

Bang!

When the first thug rushed in front of Di Jiu, and the fist was still halfway, Di Jiu had already punched him in the stomach.

In an instant, the thug opened his mouth wide, his pupils contracted, like a leather ball, and he flew out involuntarily, flying more than ten meters away before falling heavily to the ground.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even have time to scream in a hurry, and he had already fainted.

Of course, this is the reason why Emperor Jiu kept his hand, otherwise he would have died.

After reading some of Professor Yang's memories, Emperor Jiu knew that the times were different now, and if he hurt people's lives at will, he would have a lot of trouble.

I'm not afraid, the main thing is that it's not necessary, killing such a small character and dirtying your hands.

Time seems to stand still.

Including Yang Qianyu, everyone opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of shock and disbelief.

And those thugs are even more afraid in their hearts.

"What the hell, it's fake, isn't it? One punch knocked a 167 pound man flying more than 10 meters? Is this a movie?"

Seeing that the other thugs didn't dare to rush, Di Jiu didn't bother to make another move, and turned to face Yang Qianyu.

"Yang Qianyu, you can call me grandpa in the future. ”