The next day.

Windy City.

Heavy snow.

The New Year in the Gregorian calendar has arrived, but the Spring Festival, which is unique to China, is still a few days away.

Qi Kunlun had arrived in front of Qi Hong's cemetery early, put on the strong wine that Qi Hong loved to drink during his lifetime, and inserted a few incense candles in front of the tomb.

Military vehicles drove in, and men and women tied up in large numbers were pushed out of the car by the soldiers. Their faces were dull, their faces were pale, and only despair was left in their eyes.

The few were shouting and waived their lives, but the soldiers blocked their mouths with rags.

Qi Kunlun swept across the faces of these people expressionlessly, including people from the Xu family and several old employees of the Qitian Group. He had seen them when he was young, and even received New Year's money from them.

"Kunlun, Kunlun! I am your Uncle Long. When you were young, you often came to my office to play!" A man in his fifties shouted in a crying voice, "I already know that I was wrong. Can you spare my life? For the sake of past love!"

"Kunlun, please spare my life. I was forced by Xu Jiaren. I don't want to betray Mr. Qi! Your aunt is old and is still waiting for me to see her off. You can't kill me..." Another man also cried and pleaded.

Qi Kunlun was wearing a black military uniform and looked at them indifferently, without even saying a word.

After the military vehicle, several more police cars came. Police officer Shi Jing personally led his men to escort the prisoners tied up.

The people from the Xu family were crying and calling their parents, and Xu Jiaren's substitute was also among them. However, they were blocked by their mouths, and they were so scared that they were trembling all over and kept crying.

"If I had known today, why should I have been there?" Qi Kunlun thought silently in his heart, and slowly poured a glass of wine on Qi Hong's tomb.

More than a dozen major mafia involved in the murder of Qi Hong were brought here, and they were pushed to the tomb and knelt down. They shivered and burst into tears.

Qi Kunlun said expressionlessly: "Is there one missing, where is Xu Jinkuan?"

Xu Jinkuan is Xu Jinshan’s younger brother, Xu Jiaren’s second uncle, and the holder of Qitian Group in front of the tomb.

"Shishou Qi, Xu Jinkuan is very cunning. Before we could come over to get people, he ran away early." Po Jun walked up at this time to report the situation.

"Have you run away?" Qi Kunlun asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Po Jun did not explain and lowered his head and said, "Please ask the Supervisor Qi to punish him! The humble position has already made Jingmeng go over and get people."

Qi Kunlun asked, "Where did you go?"

Po Jun said, "I ran to the military camp of the South China Fleet. It is understood that Xu Jinkuan once saved the life of the son of Ying Tianli, the commander-in-chief of the South China Fleet by chance."

Qi Kunlun couldn't help but remain silent for a moment, and a little displeasure appeared on his cold face, saying, "Since you ran to the South China fleet, Jingmeng may not be able to get anyone!"

"The South China Fleet probably doesn't have the courage, right?" Po Jun frowned and said softly.

"This may be possible." Qi Kunlun said.
Chapter completed!