The seal and iron lock on the main entrance of Huachuan Laboratory were destroyed and thrown aside.

From outside the main entrance to the mourning shed, there were thugs standing with their hands behind their backs standing on both sides.

Each of them had a black umbrella, forming a corridor covering the sky and the sun.

Zhai Haiyang’s mourning hall is located outside the chemical pond.

His photos are lying on the coffin for guests to mourn.

The water in the chemical pond was completely discharged, and the entire pond was filled with yellow and white chrysanthemums.

The paper money from the world bank was sprinkled, and the top layer was sprinkled with real US dollars.

The intersections leading to Huachuan Laboratory are closed by vehicles. There is only one way left to enter and exit the laboratory.

On the top floor of the laboratory, in four directions, men in black with straight waists stood.

Standing on the roof was a tall woman wearing sunglasses, a black suit, and a cigarette holding her fingertips, looking into the distance.

The direction her eyes were directed at was the Dongpu District Law Enforcement Bureau.

"Madam, the Undead Master has arrived."

The woman turned around, and wherever her eyes were caused, there was a man in black clothes, not tall, holding a quick knife.

"Mrs. Di, I'm sorry. I'm late." The Master of the Undead walked two steps closer and was blocked by the woman's subordinates.

The woman waved her hand before her subordinates let it go.

"Thank you, Master Undead, for thinking about my son."

The undead master frowned and said, "Madam, please tell me who did it? Within three days, I will take his head and avenge my disciple!"

Di Yun handed over a photo and said, "If the Master of the Dead can come, my son will definitely smile when he knows it. Why dare you to do it? I have arranged someone to do it. Please wait for the good news."

The Master of Undead took a deep breath and murmured: "It is a great regret in my heart that I cannot avenge my disciples with my own hands."

Di Yun ignored the complaints of the Undead Master and ordered his side to go and said, "Please ask the Undead Master to go to the living room to rest."

"yes!"

As soon as the Master of the Dead left, the latter sent a cell phone over and said, "Mr. Di's phone number."

Di Yun had no expression on his face. He answered the phone and heard Di Qiu's voice: "I've arrived."

Di Yun was slightly stunned and extremely excited, "Brother, where are you?"

Turning around and looking at the elevator, Di Yun's cell phone fell to the ground with a "bang".

At the elevator entrance not far away, there was a man wearing a black straw raincoat, a hat and a mask.

Behind the man, two guardians of Di Qiu stood.

Green dragon, white tiger!

They were dressed in night clothes, with a scimitar on their waists, a gun on their backs, and six darts hung on one side of their military boots.

Di Yun was slightly stunned, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

"Brother, you shouldn't have come!"

Di Yun felt very conflicted, and she hoped Di Qiu would appear.

I don't want him to appear.

Di Qiu's identity has been hidden for a lifetime, and Di Yun does not want his identity to be exposed because of his son.

As long as my brother is here, revenge is always a simple thing.

Now, Di Qiu is standing in front of her, but Di Yun is panicked!

She knew that Di Qiu had many substitutes!

However, Di Yun had seen four great guardians, including the Qinglong, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird and the Black Tortoise.

The myth that the four international special forces soldiers look up to.

The nightmare in the eyes of four foreign corps.

In Di Yun's memory, the four guardians have always been with Di Qiu and have never left half a step.

Although Di Yun didn't understand why he only saw two guardians.

But she could be sure that Di Qiu was standing opposite her.

After confirming Di Qiu's identity, Di Yun rushed over and hugged him with open arms.

"Brother... I feel so uncomfortable... My miserable child... didn't even leave a bone for me, brother..."

Di Yun could no longer hold back and his emotions burst out instantly.

She sent someone to drain the water from the chemical pond, but she couldn't find even a bone of Zhai Haiyang.

She wanted to leave a little hair on her son in this world, but she didn't have it!!

Di Qiu gently patted Di Yun's back and said, "Don't worry, the ocean will not die in vain."

Di Qiu's voice was very hoarse.

Di Yun was slightly stunned, wiped his tears, and said, "Brother, let's go and have a rest first."

Accompany Di Qiu downstairs and walk into the living room.

The undead master looked up and saw a masked man.

He hurriedly stood up and gave a gift to Di Qiu with the greatest etiquette of the East China Kingdom.

"Hello, Mr. Di."

Di Qiu sat on the sofa and glanced at the undead master, "Sit down."

The Undead Master was slightly stunned. As Zhai Haiyang's master, he cannot be said to have a very good relationship with Di Qiu, but he is also a friend.

Meeting will not be long-lasting, but it will not be so cold.

Given the special occasion, the Undead Master did not ask much, sat back to his original place, and waited for the good news from Di Yun.

Di Yun left the living room, looked down at his mobile phone number, then stopped his screen and went up to the top floor.

"How was the arrangement there?"

"Madam, it's already arranged. Please wait for the good news!"

Di Yun nodded and said, "My brother is here. If there is a mutation here, I will find a way to let my brother leave as soon as possible!"

“The retreat route and tools are all ready!”

Downstairs, four monks came down from two BMW cars.

Wearing a cassock and holding wooden fish in their hands, they walked into the spirit shed, sat cross-legged on the futon, and recited the "Sutra of the Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva".

Di Yun took a deep breath and said, "Have Ye Hongxuan found out about the background?"

"not yet."

Di Yun sighed. Even Di Qiu was checking the background of this person. It was normal that she could not find it for a short time.

I just think Di Qiu is strange today.

He was obviously very familiar with the Undead Master, but he was unwilling to say a word to him.

Maybe my brother is too sad today and doesn't want to speak.

Di Yun gave herself peace of mind. She went downstairs and wanted to walk around the chemical pond.

She wanted to try to find her son's feelings with the blessing of the monk.

All major traffic arteries in Huachuan Laboratory have been completely blocked, and there are no less than a hundred vehicles coming to mourn Zhai Haiyang.

There are leaders of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, bosses and rich young men from major consortiums in Shanghai.

The eight lanes in front of the laboratory door became the parking lot.

The people who came to mourn were wearing black suits, umbrellas, and white corsages, coming in and out to express their condolences to the deceased.

"Madam, He Ming, vice president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, asked for a meeting."

"Let him in."

By the chemical pond, Di Yun sat on the ground.

The middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked up to the chemical pond. Seeing Di Yun having few desires, he whispered: "President, please feel sorry for your grief."

Di Yun's cold eyes kept staring at the chemical pond.

It seems that Zhai Haiyang's soul is trapped in this pool.

She looked at He Ming sideways, sneered, and said, "The ancients said that after a person dies, he will become a lonely ghost and will never be able to reincarnate forever. Is that true?"
Chapter completed!