"Don't tell my family about this."

Qi Kunlun sat in the back seat of the Knights 15th and said lightly.

"I understand!" Po Jun and Chen Jingmeng agreed in unison.

My parents are already old and not in good health. If they were told that Qi Hong’s grave was dug up, they would probably not be able to bear it and cause some illness.

After Qi Kunlun finished speaking, he stopped talking and seemed extremely quiet.

However, at this time, Pojun and Chen Jingmeng both felt a chill on their backs, as if there was a volcano that was about to erupt, like a volcano on their backs!

Knight Fifteen finally slowly drove to Daqingshan, where construction was underway, and construction teams were working hard.

Someone was kneeling in the middle of the road, covered in mud, and looked extremely embarrassed.

In his hand, he was holding a box.

"Shishou Qi, I am in a vain and I have failed to protect Mr. Qi Hong's resting place!" As soon as the car stopped, the man cried with the box, knelt on his knees, and arrived at the door.

Qi Kunlun pushed open the door and got out of the car, reached out to help him up, looked calm, patted the soil on his body, and said, "It's not your business."

He reached out to take the urn, then held it with his left palm, his face remained unchanged, and looked into the distance, and said, "Brother, I'll vent my anger for you..."

He strides with great strides, and at this moment, the wind and snow were passing by him all over the sky. Even when his steps fell, there was only one footprint that needed to be seen with a magnifying glass.

Pojun and Chen Jingmeng were silent and followed behind.

"The person who comes will stop!" Someone appeared, holding a rifle, stopped in front of him, and ordered them to stop.

Po Jun quickly stepped forward and scolded: "Lieutenant General Xiao Pojun of the Black Dragon Army is here to carry out military affairs. No one is involved, so retreat immediately!"

While moving forward, he took out the ID from his arms and opened it directly.

When the soldiers saw this scene, they were in awe and beat their chests to salute.

Qi Kunlun said nothing, held the urn with one hand, strode forward and walked past the checkpoint.

In front, there were crowds gathering, including officials from Fengcheng, members of the South China State, and senior central officials!

Xu Jiaren saw Qi Kunlun the first time. After seeing someone coming, her pupils contracted slightly. She knew very well that this game had completely unfolded, and now it has entered the stage of the big dragons strangling each other! Just look, is it because Qi Kunlun is hard or his own strength! In this game of chess, either you die or I die!

The extremely short foreigner beside Bezolev's side trembled slightly at this moment, and his eyes burst into light. He was like a shell waiting to be fired in the cannon chamber, full of tension! He could feel that the person who came was very powerful!

Qi Kunlun's steps fell, holding the urn in both hands and put it on the ground. He first looked at Xu Jiaren and smiled and said, "I said I want to save your life until the day of my eldest brother's death. But I was very angry again today... So, in order not to violate my promise, I hope you get away now!"

"Who are you? How did you come in? Is there any part of your conversation here?" A state legislator in charge of business immediately said in a deep voice, frowned and looked at Qi Kunlun.

Jiang Haiyang, the lord of Fengcheng City, could not help but tremble. As the lord of Yicheng, he naturally knew what had happened recently... However, this was a fight between gods and immortals, and he didn't even have the qualifications to participate! He didn't even want to appear here.

Qi Kunlun looked at Xu Jiaren and said calmly: "I'll give you three seconds."
Chapter completed!