Ye Hao took a deep look at He Fengsheng.

What a cruel person!

This seemingly gentle old fox turned out to be more ruthless than he imagined.

But Ye Hao also knew that this shot was not only the old fox's ruthlessness, but also represented his certificate of surrender.

Killing a Ruan Da Diao was nothing. The most important thing was that this attitude made Ye Hao very satisfied.

"good!"

Ye Hao reached out and patted He Fengsheng on the shoulder with a look of admiration: "Since I am so sincere with the gambling king, I have to show my sincerity as well."

"Before dawn, send someone to burn down your ancestral temple, and find an excavator. I will help you solve the problem completely."

He Feng Sheng was slightly startled, and the next moment he was a little scared. If he had not expressed his position just now, or even betrayed Ye Hao because he was afraid of the Nanyang Gang, he might not even know how he would die.

At that moment, Hefeng Sheng swallowed a sip of saliva and simply nodded: "I will listen to Mr. Ye on everything."

Now, he obeys Ye Hao's words.

Soon, He Feng Sheng immediately recruited people and burned the ancestral temple of He Mansion with a fire.

At the same time, at dawn, another excavator was dispatched by him.

Ye Hao stood on the ruins of the ancestral temple, squinted at it for a moment, then walked to the place where the patio was, waved his hand and said, "dig it up."

Although this was He's family's feng shui treasure, He Feng Sheng was a bit reluctant to part with it, but at this moment he still waved his hand, and soon the excavator started working.

The green bricks paving the floor were dug into pieces, and the openings around it became larger and deeper, soon reaching a depth of three to five meters.

About an hour later, someone suddenly shouted: "We dug something!"

Not long after, a basement was dug out, and many corpses could be seen inside, both human and animal. In the middle, there was a brand new coffin, which looked like it had been buried just a few days ago.

A faint yin energy rose into the sky, making those nearby dizzy and almost fainting to the ground again.

He Fengsheng and others were surprised when they saw this. Who would have thought that there would be such a space under their ancestral temple, and there would also be a brand new coffin.

"Someone must have obtained the design drawings of your mansion and knew that there was a basement below."

"That Nanyang man kept the kid here."

"The missing servants of He Mansion are also here."

Ye Hao explained with an indifferent expression, and felt confused for a while after hearing the sound of the breeze. This has somewhat subverted years of scientific understanding.

The breeze was silent for a while, and then he whispered: "Master Ye, what should we do with this place now?"

"Clang!"

Ye Hao jumped down and kicked the coffin lid away. At the same time, he bit his right index finger and threw a drop of blood in.

After completing this action, Ye Hao left the basement and said calmly: "Burn this place down with a fire."

"Then go find some eminent monks and come here to chant sutras for their salvation."

At the same time, in a Nanyang-style building in the port city.

A woman wearing a Nanyang cheongsam knelt and sat in front of a spiritual tablet, with a faint look of worry in her eyes.

But the next moment, she heard a "click" sound, and the spiritual tablet in her arms shattered and spread all over the ground.

The cheongsam woman was stunned for a moment, then took out her cell phone and dialed a number with an indifferent expression: "Execute as planned."

On the other side of the phone, there was a sound of breathing like a beast.

After a while, the phone was hung up, and the woman closed her eyes slightly, her expression changing.


Chapter completed!