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"Are these people attending Ye Ziming's funeral?"

Yang Chengzhen looked at the steady stream of traffic passing by and asked Miao Qing, who had just returned to the car, with a blank expression.

"Yes, the Ye family is the largest family in Nanjiang Province after all."

Miao Qing nodded and said, "All the famous people in Nanjiang should be here."

"What's going on there now?"

Yang Chengzhen asked again.

"I asked Zi Yan, and she said that the corpses scattered everywhere are like a Shura field."

Miao Qing said with some regret: "Lin Feng killed hundreds of members of the Ye family to pay for the lives of your relatives."

"Hundreds of people..."

Yang Chengzhen was shocked and murmured in a low voice: "As long as the murderer is executed, why does he have to involve so many people?"

“Cut the weeds and root out the problems to avoid future troubles.”

Miao Qing said indifferently: "If I don't kill them all, it won't be enough to satisfy your anger."

"That's right."

Yang Chengzhen paused and did not continue.

The Ye family is the enemy who killed her whole family, and they can be described as sworn enemies.

You should not treat your enemies with mercy.

Moreover, they almost killed Lin Feng.

It can be said that it is your own fault!

"Let's wait here."

Miao Qing turned on the car stereo, and Tchaivsky's Violin Concerto No. 62 slowly played.

In the Ye family manor, an excavator dug down with a shovel and felt something strange.

"boss!"

The excavator driver shouted: "Here!"

Half an hour later, ten bodies were dug out and placed side by side on the ground.

The corpses have begun to decompose, but their appearance can still be vaguely discerned.

"Mr. Lin?"

Zhang Chongyang stood next to Lin Feng and asked softly.

"Put it on."

Lin Feng came back to his senses: "Bring him back to Lingjiang and lay him to rest."
Chapter completed!