This time, Ivy Chun will suffer heavy losses, either turning into rotting flies or being stabbed by Wang Ju.

I carried Wang Ju on my shoulders, Ji Canghai dragged me with his left hand, and Chen Jiayan with his right hand, and walked out of the ruins with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This place is a suburb, and it is more difficult to get a taxi than to climb to the sky.

Finally, we ran into a truck driver who was willing to take us back to the city.

After several twists and turns, I finally arrived at the funeral shop.

I took out the key from Wang Ju's pocket and poked it into the keyhole, and the door suddenly opened.

As soon as I looked up, the whole person was immediately stunned on the spot.

I thought the building was empty, but I didn't expect a group of people to sit next to each other in the room.

When I looked again, Uncle Ya was also sitting in it.

The blood on his forehead, which had not yet dried up, looked particularly glaring.

When I entered the door, I put Wang Ju on the chair, and these people just watched silently, without even saying a word.

It's no different from a stranger.

Seeing this, I understood everything.

Wang Ju is playing with his life outside, and you group of people are hiding here.

If Uncle Ya hadn't gone out to kowtow to Da Kui, you wouldn't even have seen the corpse!

"The rest of the brothers are gone, it's okay, I'll go first."

I really didn't have the interest to talk to them, so I just threw out a sentence and turned around to leave.

At this time, several young people standing at the door suddenly gathered around.

I looked down and saw that the flailing stick in my sleeve was already showing its head.

I turned my head to look at the person behind me, "What do you mean?"

At this time, an old man next to Uncle Ya slowly stood up.

"It's better to make some things clear."

The old man was wearing black pants and a black coat, and a black melon skin hat on his head, but his face was pale.

If he hadn't spoken, I would have thought it was a paper figure in Wang Ju's shop.

I looked him up and down, "Who are you?"

Uncle Ya slowly stood up and took the first step to introduce, "Second Master, Liu Quan."

I nodded to myself, Uncle Ya called him the second master, and it is estimated that this person is not low.

Okay, then I'll give Uncle Ya a face.

I turned around as well, and said calmly, "It's very clear, what else do you want to ask?"

"It's just a few of you, and Wang Ju made an appointment to go out together, right?"

"Yes."

"You used to be a member of the Ivua, and then you quit, didn't you?"

"Yes."

This questioning in the clouds made me confused.

I don't see any connection between the two things.

The second master stroked his two goatees in one hand: "The appointment is eight o'clock, but you haven't arrived!" Now you have come again to report the funeral."

"Where have you been in the meantime? What did you do? Shouldn't you explain?"

I kind of understand it, this is doubting me!

I have just witnessed brothers killing each other, and now I am disgusted with that.

Even if I'm a soft persimmon, I can't pinch it like this, right?

I'm so angry that I'm going up, but Uncle Ya is there, and I'm not good at having a seizure.

I turned back and sat down in my chair, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down a bit.

"That's all that has been said, then I'll be open!"

I kept scanning the crowd for a glimpse of what was going on in their faces.

"Last night, someone stole our magic weapon and knocked us down with ***!"

"That's why I'm late!"

"Only the people of the Ivy Spring Society and the rest of us know about this matter, you tell me, how did this matter leak out!"

The second master's face turned cold: "According to what you said, do you suspect that we have internal ghosts?"

"Not a suspicion! Definitely!"

"Nonsense!" The second master raised his hand and pointed at me, "I suspect that you are an inner ghost now!"

As he spoke, he stepped out of the crowd and paced in front of me.

"Previously, you and Wang Ju had a deep grudge, so much so that you quit the Everspring Society. Now that you have this chance, you will definitely take revenge."

He turned his head and looked at me, "I'm not wrong, am I?"

This old man is old, and when he opens his mouth, he is talking nonsense, but he still thinks that his analysis is quite right.

"Hmm." Ji Canghai nodded: "What you said is so right."

The second master laughed: "Your Taoism is still too shallow, I ...... it."

"Smack!"

Before he finished his next words, Ji Canghai had already picked up a big mouth.

This mouth fanned the second master several times.

The people of the Changchun Club were about to rush up, but Uncle Ya stood up suddenly, and his mouth burst into thunder.

"I want to rebel!"

Ji Canghai glared at everyone and roared like a beast: "We are playing with our lives in front, and you are muttering behind your back!"

"What are you seeing?"

Ji Canghai pointed at the second master and scolded: "I don't care if you are the second master or the second grandmother, if you fart with your mouth again, I will still whip you!"