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Chapter 172: Summoning, Weapons, Crematorium(2/2)

When he turned his head and looked at him, he saw the man who was poking his upper body out of the car. The man was smiling and holding a syringe in his hand. Before Lu Xiaofei was still dumbfounded, the needle pierced his neck...

Dong.

Jin Xiaoliu and Liao Chaoyang, carrying the wooden board, tacitly hit Lu Xiaofei's body with the wooden board. Situ Yanxin bit the syringe with his mouth, grabbed Lu Xiaofei's body with both hands and dragged it into the car. He closed the door cleanly and neatly. Before he fell on the floor in the car, he completely lost consciousness, Lu Xiaofei saw two people on the floor in the car in a daze.

This series of actions was completed in less than ten seconds. Jin Xiaoliu and Liao Chaoyang stuffed the wooden boards through the back door of the van, just blocking the outside world's sight.

The two got into the car, and the van drove away from the scene at a steady speed.

"Where to send them home?"

Liao Chaoyang asked excitedly as soon as he got on the bus.

Situ Yanxin has always arranged plans, but today, Situ Yanxin has not mentioned the specific location of the business.

Situ Yanxin stepped on three unconscious people under his feet and smiled playfully: "Go to the funeral home in the southern suburbs."

"ah?"

"What, now it's ours. Let's send the Buddha to the West, and cremate the three people there, and by the way, you can set up a bad guy card for them."

Jin Xiaoliu shouted: "It's much more convenient now, so we don't have to dig our own graves in the future, haha."

The van drove all the way into the funeral home in the southern suburbs. When the moon was on the branches, the chimney on the roof of the funeral home crematorium was rolling......)
Chapter completed!
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