The convoy's advancement speed will be very slow, which will bring convenience to the other party.

But Mr. Jiang and Jiang Ciping were both sitting in a bulletproof luxury travel bus, so the other party should not have much chance to distinguish.

Moreover, there are several such buses, and no one knows which one they are on.

With the status of the Jiang family and the influence in the circle, the convoy was vast and continuous for several kilometers.

The convoy set out, hundreds of meters away in the heavy rain.

A blonde Western man holding a sniper rifle saw this through the scope.

He looked at it for a long time, then put it away helplessly, and said to the earmark, "I'm sorry, I have no idea how to start, I can only change my plan."

"There are police layouts around, telling others to be careful."

Plan a failed, and only other plans can be changed.

Alvin lay on the sofa in the villa and watched the status quo of the Jiang family remotely.

Connie said from the side, "This old man is very cunning, but he must show up."

"When I arrive at the cemetery, I don't believe he won't get out of the car."

Alvin nodded, "Let him live a few more seconds."

Connie nodded, "This is your last chance. The Jiang family and that mysterious shareholder already have more than our share of funds. As long as the board of directors is turned on, you may be kicked out, and Wen's will become the printing machine in his hands."

Alvin said fiercely, "He wants my money, I will kill him!"

"Jiang Ciping is a waste. As long as this old guy dies, the Jiang family will be in chaos."

"Boom--" Another thunder broke out outside, and the heavy rain kept falling.

Alvin stood up and looked at the heavy rain and cursed, "Damn it, this rain is too heavy."

The convoy finally arrived at the cemetery after nearly three hours.

People who saw off got out of the car one after another, and everyone was wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas.

On the second luxury bus, Mr. Jiang walked down with his spiritual seat in his arms, and six bodyguards protected him in all aspects.

He is too big to hide it.

However, no one seemed to target him. When the old man got off the car, several bodyguards were nervous and stared around alertly.

Pu--As soon as he got out of the car, a bullet suddenly flew out from the right rear.

The bodyguard in this direction seemed to have noticed something, and instinctively rushed over, trying to use his body to block the shot.

Suddenly—He Pingfan’s figure flashed by, pulling Mr. Jiang’s arm around.

Ding--The bullet hits the bus and penetrates directly.

"At the direction of five o'clock, about six hundred meters."

As a member of the Lan family, Lan Kexin, who has received professional training, immediately analyzed the location of the sniper and told all the bodyguards through the earmarks.

He Pingfan also received it, his eyes sternly, and the eight-step fairy tracks shuttled through the heavy rain.

Six hundred meters! There is only a tall building with more than thirty stories in that place. If the other party wants to snipe here, there is no choice but to go upstairs.

Depending on the shooting angle, it should be the roof of the building, or one of the rooms on the top floor.

After sniping the target, it takes as fast as five minutes for him to go downstairs.

So He Pingfan had to arrive downstairs within five minutes.

Gunners like this are trained for a long time and will not leave too many opportunities for their opponents.

After three minutes, He Pingfan was here! A Western man who pressed his hat brim very low and carried a long cloth bag on his back was out in a hurry.

After looking at him, no one noticed him, he quickly walked towards the open-air parking lot.

It rained heavily, and he didn't hold an umbrella.

Beeping - When the remote control is pressed, a black Volkswagen car lights that look very ordinary, and a Western man threw his long bag in the trunk.

Just as I was about to get on the car, the door was held down.

The other party was startled and instinctively punched the person.

Peng - The other party blocked it for a while, and the Western man turned his head and took a look.

But I saw a young boy of eighteen or nineteen years old standing in the rain with a cold expression.

What surprised him was not the other person's identity, but his age.

Huh—The Western man clenched his fists, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Huh—I didn’t say hello to He Pingfan at all, and suddenly I kicked it.

Bang—He Pingfan did not retreat but advanced, and gave the other party a heavy punch.

The other party flew backwards in the rain and hit the car door.

He didn't have much time to get involved with the other party, and he fought quickly.

Unexpectedly, the other party was quite strong and took the beating like He Jian.

Roll on the spot, jumped up and ran away.

Shu—He Pingfan’s eight-step fairy track was as fast as lightning, and he hit the opponent’s back with a heavy punch.

Ah—A scream came from the heavy rain. The other party's waist was completely broken and he lost his combat power in an instant.

He Pingfan pulled his feet away without saying a word.

He soon returned to the cemetery gate and threw the Western man to the ground.

Several police officers immediately stepped forward and locked the other party in the car for interrogation on the spot.

In the crowd in the cemetery, a man wearing a mask and an umbrella took a few steps back.

Just as he was about to call, He Jian suddenly appeared.

With a quick step, he grabbed the other person's wrist and suddenly fell back.

"Ah--" The other party fell straight and fainted on the ground.

He Jian dragged the other party's feet over and threw them at the feet of several investigators.

Two! Bang - someone threw down a smoke bomb, and a thick smoke suddenly emerged from the scene.

Two men took the opportunity to approach Mr. Jiang and pulled out their guns.

He Pingfan's pupils shrank, and his eyesight was far better than ordinary people.

The figure shook and rushed towards the two men.

Puff—Crack—two sounds sounded almost at the same time. Although He Pingfan was fast enough, the other party was also a trained killer.

The bullet hit the tree and rubbed it through Mr. Jiang's scalp.

It's less than one centimeter away from death.

The man who shot the gun was crushed by He Pingfan, and another killer was also knocked down by He Pingfan.

It took less than three seconds to control the two.

Several bodyguards immediately came up and held them down to another police car.

Four.

Not far away, an umbrella flew up, and a famous Western man threw his hat, revealing a pair of fierce eyes.

The other person's face was covered with beards.

He pushed everyone away and strode.

"Son of a bitch!"

When He Jian saw him, he cursed and rushed forward.

Lan Kexin and An Ruyi were holding laptops in the car and watching the whole scene from the surveillance camera placed in the car.

"Be careful, there should be killers in the dark, but they didn't show up."

Before he could finish his words, He Jian had already pounced on the bearded man.

Bang—He jumped up and kicked in the air, and was knocked back by the opponent with two punches.

The huge counterattack force knocked He Jian away and fell into the heavy rain.

The bodyguards of the Jiang family protected the old man and others and retreated, and the venue was suddenly empty.

The bearded man's goal was clear and he was not convinced by others at all. Dang - pulling out a sharp dagger from his waist.

Whoosh--Write flipped and stabbed a bodyguard in front of Mr. Jiang.

Dang-He Pingfan threw out a mobile phone and knocked the dagger away.

At the same time, his figure moved and stood in front of Mr. Jiang.

The heavy rain continued to fall.

The thick raindrops blocked the two of them's sight. They stared at their eyes, their eyes splitting the rain like swords, and looked directly at their opponents.

The bearded man was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that there was such a strong man in the Jiang family's team. His face darkened and he killed—
Chapter completed!