Ling Chaoran got out of the car, and the people brought by the blunt knife all shouted Ling Shao, in the middle of the night in this cemetery, it seemed a little weird.

Fu Bo was shocked, he didn't expect the blunt knife to come, and he brought so many people, is he planning to fight? Does he really know who his opponent is?

Ling Chaoran didn't speak, and walked straight to a cemetery, where a coffin was quietly placed, and inside lay a volcano that had been cleaned, and changed into a black suit, even so, the monstrous resentment and unwillingness seemed to be visible between his eyebrows.

The matter has come to this point, there is no point in saying anything, only sending the seventh uncle on the road is what Ling Chaoran can really do, as for the whereabouts of the soul of the volcano, it can only be investigated slowly.

Fu Bo cautiously walked up to the blunt knife and asked in a low voice.

"Blunt Knife, are you really planning to go to war with Uncle Seven?"

Glancing sideways, the blunt knife wondered.

"Aren't you? Why did you only bring an ashtray with you, and what about the rest of your men? ”

Fu Bo had a bitter stomach and said helplessly.

"Big brother, I'm forced to do it, whether I can get out of this Jinshan Mausoleum area alive today or two words, let's not talk about the seventh uncle's people, just the seventh uncle himself used to be a martial arts master, although he was seriously injured and left a hidden disease, but the sick tiger is also a tiger, alas."

Saying this, the blunt knife also trembled in his heart, yes, the seventh uncle was able to sit firmly in Huazhou, relying on his own strength back then, and now there are three powerful apprentices, who want to be powerful and powerful, rich and rich, I believe in my son this time, is it a little too blind and panicked.

Half an hour passed, there were lights in the distance, and a Buick GL8 drove into the Jinshan Mausoleum, a full twenty cars, and the ones that came up and down were all dressed in uniform cyan tunics, and one by one the aura of slaughter was permeated.

"Welcome Uncle Seven!"

Spit out three words in unison, as if to cut through the night, and then, from a business car in the middle, Uncle Seven walked down, those sharp eyes, no one dared to look at him wherever he passed.

Passing the mourning wave and blunt knife that involuntarily bowed his head, the seventh uncle stared at Ling Chaoran who was standing next to the coffin.

"You should be the backing of the blunt knife and the mourning wave, boy, report your name."

Ling Chaoran turned around, a breeze blew, and slowly spit out three words.

"Ling Chaoran."

Uncle Seven smiled slightly, and the laughter gradually became louder, echoing in the cemetery, like the roar of a powerful ghost, which made people shudder.

"Haha! I've been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and it's really the first time I've been threatened here by a descendant like you, so take my unsuccessful godson out. ”

Fan Teng had been moved from the trunk before, so at this moment, Ling Chaoran took a few steps back, and with a slight lift of his right foot, a corpse behind the coffin rose into the air and entered people's field of vision.

"Fan Teng's corpse, please smile."

Boom!

With a punch, Fan Teng's corpse flew towards the seventh uncle.

Immediately, two middle-aged people jumped out from behind, and their hands stretched out to greet them.

However, when it was touched, a huge force appeared, and both of them changed their faces, and they were actually smashed out directly.

The seventh uncle snorted coldly, and raised his right hand to block Fan Teng's corpse, although his body did not move at all, but the power transmitted from it also made his eyes show a touch of solemnity and horror.

This kid is actually a half-step grandmaster!

Someone immediately took Fan Teng's body, and the eyes of the rest of the people were also full of shock, young master. It's unbelievable that he is dead, and I'm afraid I'm going to step on the sky of Huazhou.

Similarly, when this scene appeared, Blunt Knife and Fu Bo and others were also nervous, but Wen Ye and Cao Feiming were full of confidence, since they had already gambled, the man's husband, if he still regretted and was afraid, what big things could he do.

"Good! Okay, yes! Although this rebel son already has a great rebellious mentality, he is still my godson of Huo Du after all. ”

Ling Chaoran stepped forward and looked directly at the Seventh Uncle.

"Do you know that the volcano lying in this coffin is also dead, and it is hilarious that a big man like you would do something against his word. I asked you to be here today to attend the funeral of the volcano and kneel! ”

Whoop! The sound shook for nine days, and some people felt that their brains were vibrating, and their eyes were full of shock, that kick, this sound, everyone knew that Ling Chaoran was not simple.

"Bold!"

The two middle-aged people before, as well as the four people who jumped out again, rushed towards Ling Chaoran one after another, even if they were jealous in their hearts, but as the seventh uncle's subordinate, they naturally had to defend their master at this moment.

Ling Chaoran put his hands behind his back, his right foot slammed on the ground, and several stones flew up in shock.

The next moment, Ling Chaoran turned around and kicked a few stones with a sweep, and the stones whistled out, and some people even heard a sonic boom.

Uncle Seven's eyes condensed slightly, he still underestimated this Ling Chaoran a little, just this hand, even among the half-step grandmasters, was definitely a strong existence.

Puff puff!

A few sounds sounded, and the six people who had only rushed to the ground all fell to the ground, with a bloody hole in their foreheads, and their eyes showed that they didn't seem to understand what was going on.

The old housekeeper standing beside Uncle Seventh slowly raised his right hand, and the next moment, those men in cyan tunics took out their pistols from behind their backs, and their movements were absolutely uniform.

Blunt Knife and Mourning Bo and the others were shocked, they all forgot that there was also a gun as an absolutely lethal weapon.

The underground forces in the entire Huazhou, Uncle Seven once issued a gun ban order, and bosses like them can not hold more than five firearms, and they don't even dare to hide them, because once they find out, Uncle Seven's order to chase and kill will be waiting to come.

So it's a bit awkward at the moment, after all, they only have a few guns on their side.

Boom!

Cao Feiming swallowed his saliva, no matter how confident he was in Ling Chaoran, it was a fake for any ordinary person to see a gun and not be afraid.

"You became a half-step grandmaster at a young age, and the forces behind you shouldn't be simple, but Fan Teng is dead, and you must be buried with him."

Uncle Seven spoke slowly, he has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for many years, so naturally he doesn't have to abide by the rules and fight alone with Ling Chaoran, he doesn't need a gun, he uses his fists, and he does what he does recklessly, which is also the truth he realized after he retired.

In the face of so many guns, Ling Chaoran was not afraid and spoke.

"Kneel or not, this is your last chance to leave the whole corpse, and it is also a chance for your soul to endure much suffering in the future."

With a sneer, Uncle Seven shook his head, and the housekeeper immediately understood what he meant, and when he was about to give the order, it was Ling Chaoran who waved his right hand.

"Manifest!"