Ye Fan reminded: "If you have any good things, take them out. Don't hide them and tuck them into grave goods."

"Get out!"

Luo Badao cursed: "This is a cemetery, how can there be any tunnels and heavy firepower?"

"And Hengcheng has been the most well-behaved place in the past ten years. No matter how much hatred there is, no one will cause trouble at weddings or funerals."

"You bastard, Jia Zihao, and Old Man Yang have broken even the basic rules. It seems like they are really going to die."

"He'd better kill us all!"

"Otherwise, I will lead Lao Qian, Lao Sun and his clan into the Yang Family Fort!"

Luo Badao's breathing became invisibly rapid. It was a shame and humiliation that so many people died at his son's funeral.

"Without tunnels or heavy firepower, we have to leave it to fate."

Ling Guojiang coughed: "Maybe a miracle will happen, or someone will come out to save us..."

Luo Badao and the others were silent. The enemy's firepower was powerful and they had an absolute advantage in suppressing the Luo family cemetery.

If no miracle happened, 99% of the funeral procession would not survive.

Seeing Luo Badao and the others like this, Ye Fan couldn't help but frown.

He thought that by forcing Luo Ba Dao and them, he could use Luo Ba Dao's trump card to deal with the enemy.

But in the current situation, Luo Badao's biggest reliance seems to be the hook-nosed young man.

This made Ye Fan a little depressed, and also made him a little hesitant to play the two trump cards of the deaf-mute elder...

However, Ye Fan quickly gave up the idea. He always felt that Luo Badao was also showing weakness and wasting away the backbone of the other gambling kings.

After all, this is Luo Feiyu's funeral, and Luo Badao should be well prepared.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan gradually calmed down and prepared to wait and see what would happen.

At this moment, Luo Yanni said pessimistically: "Dad, are we going to die in this cemetery?"

"Damn it, don't disturb the morale of the army!"

Ye Fan slapped the coffin and shouted: "My life is good but my life is not good! A miracle will happen!"

"Regardless of whether there is a miracle or not, whether we can survive or not, today is the darkest day in Hengcheng."

At this point, Ling Guojiang slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of melancholy in his tone:

"Seven of the top ten gambling kings were killed suddenly. Hengcheng is destined to be in chaos, destined to be reshuffled, and destined to change the pattern..."
Chapter completed!