She didn't know if they had a plan beforehand, but Xiao Xingyu did say that he would force out everyone hiding in the dark, and then today Chen Guanfu brought them directly to Xiao Sheng, leaving them isolated and helpless...

Zhang Moyan was terrified when she thought about it. It was too crazy. She picked up her phone and called the police: "Hello?"

"Chen Guanfu!"

Xiao Guotao's scolding interrupted her call. She turned around and saw that Chen Guanfu had pressed Tanaka Ryuichi to the ground again and stabbed the knife into Tanaka Ryuichi again!

"Why?" Tanaka Takashi gushed out blood. "Don't you want our support anymore? If you kill me, who will help you rebuild your celadon porcelain?"

Chen Guanfu said coldly, "You misjudged me. From the day I lost my daughter, my mission in life has been to find the murderer who killed her and avenge him!"

As he said this, he struck another ruthless blow!

Tanaka Ryuichi's eyes bulged out, and he spat a mouthful of blood onto Chen Guanfu's face. Chen Guanfu raised his hand to block it, but in a split second, Tanaka Ryuichi pulled out the dagger from his abdomen and slashed it across Chen Guanfu's neck...

Suddenly, blood splattered like a stream, and Tanaka Ryuichi's face was covered with blood. Then his hand loosened and with a "clang", the man and the dagger fell to the ground.

"No! No!" Fujiwara Nanako screamed and crawled towards Chen Guanfu, "Sir!"

"Hello, comrade, may I ask what difficulties you are encountering..." The voice of the female police officer answering the phone asked. Zhang Moyan held the phone like a wooden stake, his mind blank.

The next moment, she rushed towards Chen Guanfu, and together with Fujiwara Nanako, she used her hands and clothes to cover the surging wound on Chen Guanfu's neck: "No, don't die... Please don't die... You are my only relative, please don't die, okay?..."

Chen Guanfu weakly stretched out his hand, holding Zhang Moyan with his bloodstained hand, and said with difficulty: "Your mother is a good child. It's all my fault. She didn't want to lie, but she couldn't bear to leave me. Don't hate her. Hate me if you want to hate someone!"

Zhang Moyan's tears flowed freely, and she sobbed uncontrollably at this moment: "I don't hate you, I don't hate anyone, please don't talk anymore, please stay alive, okay? Grandpa, please stay alive..."

"Mo Yan, let me do it!" Xiao Xingyu stepped over, bent down and wanted to pick up Chen Guanfu from the ground, but was stopped by Chen Guanfu.

"Take me to see Dr. Huang Wei from Shenhai People's Hospital. He can save me, Huang Wei can save me..." Chen Guanfu's eyes were dull, and he was only exhaling but not inhaling.

After saying this, his hands dropped and fell into the pool of blood around him.

"Ms. Fujiwara!" Xiao Guotao suddenly jumped off the wheelchair and stretched out his hands behind Xiao Xingyu and Zhang Moyan.

The smell of blood became stronger in front of Zhuang Jing's azure-glazed porcelain. Zhang Moyan's heart almost stopped beating. She opened her mouth and didn't dare to look back.

At this time, the door of the exhibition hall was broken open, and people rushed in one after another. People were coming and going in front of them, and Zhang Moyan was carried aside by Xiao Xingyu.

Suddenly, she remembered something and grabbed Xiao Xingyu and said anxiously, "I still don't know where my mother's grave is. They haven't told me yet!"