Zhang Daguan rushed to Chunyang without stopping. On the way, he called Qiao Pengfei to avoid unnecessary trouble. If he wanted to enter the luxurious suite of Mingzhu Hotel, the current Chunyang leader must speak.

Although Qiao Pengfei didn't know what happened, he still gave Zhang Yang a green light. Zhang Daren successfully entered the room booked by An Yuchen. Sure enough, he found the safe key from the toilet tank, then pressed his son's birthday number and successfully opened the safe. He took out the two million dollars that An Yuchen had placed there in advance and threw it into the travel bag he brought with him.

Official Zhang did not dare to be negligent. He carried the two million dollars on his back for a while and kept embarking on the return journey.

The continuous autumn rain caused a lot of trouble for Zhang Daguanren's return. When he passed by Heishanzi Township, some roads were interrupted due to landslides. Zhang Yang had to throw down his jeep and continue on foot up the mountain. After passing the landslide area, Zhang Daguanren stopped a motorcycle and asked to buy a car when he opened his mouth.

The young farmer blinked: "My car is old happiness, but it's so slim and worth more than one thousand."

Official Zhang took out a thousand dollars and handed it over.

The other party obviously didn't recognize this colorful US dollar bill: "What? You fool me with the ghost money."

"Damn, this is US dollars!" Zhang Daren was too lazy to talk to him, so he dragged the guy down, then threw the thousand dollars to him, riding his old happiness, and leaping away with black smoke.

The young man didn't care about picking up money, so he chased him: "Someone robbed my motorcycle... somebody..."

The voice of Zhang Daren floated far ahead: "You go to Shangqinghe Village to pick up the car..."

Official Zhang definitely borrowed rather than robbed. Time was tight, so he didn't have to give any explanation.

The funeral was over. As soon as Andaven stood up, he saw a red dot aiming at his chest. Then he felt as if he was hit hard by a heavy punch. Andaven's body flew upside down, hitting a subordinate, and then fell into the mud with all his backs.

"Chir! Chi! Chi… The sound of bullets passing through the muffler was endless, and screams were heard. Five or six guests who came to pay their respects fell under the gun.

Andaven's men hurriedly pulled out their pistols. They could not tell where the killer was hiding, so they could only aim around the bamboo forest and shoot blindly.

The assassinated bullets came from two different directions. The An family Laolin is the only open area in Qingyunzhu, and this area has now become a fence for the other party to hunt.

Someone shouted in panic: "Hurry, go into the bamboo forest!"

The group of people who were panicked by assassination woke up and fled to the bamboo forest one by one. Only by relying on the cover of the bamboo forest can they escape the sniper's bullets.

With the help of two subordinates, Andaven climbed up with difficulty. He had put on his bulletproof vest in advance. Fortunately, he escaped the fatal shot. Andaven has not recovered from the panic yet. The shot just now was aimed at his forehead, but he happened to stand up, so the bullet hit him in the chest.

"Brother Wen, go quickly..." Before the subordinate could finish his words, the bullet had penetrated his skull, and blood and brain plasma sprayed Andawen's face.

Andavin could not describe the panic in his heart, and he fled into the bamboo forest at an astonishing speed.

In just three minutes, almost all the survivors entered the bamboo forest. In the An family's old forest, more than ten corpses were lying in a row. Before their filial scarf could be taken down, the rain kept washing their bodies, and the blood dyed the surrounding ground red, revealing a shocking red color against the backdrop of the surrounding green bamboos.

The gunshots have stopped, and Andaven has five subordinates around him. When the gunshots just now, everyone fled in all directions. Many people who escaped that round of shooting should have been hiding in the surrounding bamboo forest.

Andaven pulled out his pistol from his armpit. Whether it was because of the cold or fear, his pale lips began to tremble, perhaps both.

No one dares to take the risk of escaping. As long as they are in an open place, they may become the target of each other's hunting.

Andawen said to the big-eared host on the side: "I asked you to investigate the surrounding high ground strictly, why did this happen?"

Da Erdong looked innocent, and the terrain of Qingyun Peak was complicated. It was impossible for them to control the surroundings with their current personnel. They were silent for about ten minutes. Apart from the sound of wind and rain, there was no gunshots again.

Andaven waved the pistol in his right hand and signaled one of his men to go out to see the situation.

The man bit his lip with a look of fear.

Andaven's eyes were revealed, and he slowly pointed his gun at the subordinate.

The subordinate was about to cry. He had to accept the order, slowly approached the edge of the bamboo forest, threw a stone out first, and there was no movement. Then he had the courage to stretch out his arm, but there was still no movement.

Andaven moved his pistol and signaled him to go out.

The subordinate mustered up the courage to go out and fled outside to the bamboo forest. When he took two steps, he felt that no one was shooting at him, so he ran out.

"Swoosh!" The bullet caught up with him in an instant and shot it from behind his neck. The man fell to the ground without even making a sound, his limbs and hands and feet were still twitching in the mud.

Andaven gasped.

Da Erdong whispered: "Brother Wen, all the bullets shot from the opposite side are ours..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a gunshot from Peng! The gunshots were not far from them, and then screamed, which triggered a dense sound of gunfire.

The gunfire this time was so close that it was obviously not from the sniper.

A shrill voice shouted: "Taiwanese are rebellious..." His voice was soon drowned out by gunfire.

Cold sweat mixed with rain slid down Andaven's back. There were at least thirty Taiwanese people coming to pay their respects today. Does the sound just now mean that these more than thirty Taiwanese are all internal thieves? Impossible? They are all gang members of the Xinyi Society, all of them are my father's confidants back then.

The gunshots stopped, and a voice with a strong Minnan accent said: "**Mother! Andaven, you should just surrender!"

Andawen heard from his voice that this was one of his father's most capable assistants at that time, Huang Atai, the third leader of Xinyi Society. Unexpectedly, this subordinate who was promoted by his father in the past turned against him at his father's funeral. He slowly took off his white mourning clothes and took off his filial scarf on his head. Today Andawen's men were all wearing mourning clothes. Most of the guests who came to pay their respects were wearing white flowers on their chests. The sniper used this to distinguish between enemies and us.
Chapter completed!