Lu Yanzhi stared at Gu Hanxing for a very long time before he raised his head and burst into laughter.
The shovel in his hand trembled slightly as he laughed.
Gu Hanxing's throat could be cut at any time.
Song Qingyu watched from the side, feeling anxious.
He wanted to take action several times, but was worried about irritating Lu Yanzhi.
After a long time, Lu Yanzhi finally stopped laughing.
He stared at Gu Hanxing coldly: "Gu Hanxing, you really treat me like a fool and fool me around."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head, his voice choked with an imperceptible sob: "The one lying in there is Song Qingyu, right?"
Gu Hanxing suddenly grabbed the handrail, his voice a little distorted: "No."
Lu Yanzhi ignored Gu Hanxing. He walked to the tomb and looked at Song Qingyu, who had become a box inside. A tear silently slid down from the corner of his eye and fell on the box: "You know very well that if I knew Song Qingyu was dead, I would definitely bring her back to City A, so you set a trap.
He deliberately made me think that Song Qingyu was not dead.
If I hadn't heard from your second brother today that you wanted to bury her in the Gu family's cemetery, I would have almost been fooled by you."
There is only one possibility that could make Gu Hanxin treat him so solemnly.
That is, the corpse was Song Qingyu.
When he thought of this, Lu Yanzhi's heart felt like it was crushed by a pair of big hands.
But he still steadied himself, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, and looked at Gu Hanxing: "So, it's Song Qingyu, right?"
Gu Hanxing tightly grasped the armrest, his face ashen. When he spoke, his tone was incomparably firm: "No!"
Lu Yanzhi's body swayed and he almost lost his balance.
Language can be deceiving.
But micro-expressions don’t.
Gu Hanxing was clearly lying!
"I want to take her away!"
Lu Yanzhi raised his eyes and stared at Gu Hanxing with a cold and determined gaze.
"No!" Gu Hanxing met Lu Yanzhi's gaze unwilling to be outdone.
Between the two of them, there was momentum building.
At this moment, Zhao Xi spoke: "Qingyu is dead, can't Mr. Lu let her rest in peace?"
Gu Hanxing and Lu Yanzhi shifted their gaze and looked at Zhao Xi.
But Zhao Xi ignored Ji Yunli's attempts to stop her and glared at Lu Yanzhi angrily: "When she was alive, she wasted seven years of her youth for you. Now that she's dead, why are you still clinging to her? If you don't love her, what qualifications do you have to take her away?!"
Lu Yanzhi felt as if he had been punched in the chest.
He said coldly: "This is a matter between me and Song Qingyu!"
After saying this, he looked at Gu Hanxing and said in a tone that brooked no argument: "I must take her away."
"What if I don't agree?"
Lu Yanzhi clenched the shovel in his hand: "You are not qualified, nor do you have the ability to stop me!"
Gu Hanxing raised the corner of his lips: "Boss Lu is so confident, you can give it a try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless bodyguards appeared behind Gu Hanxing like ghosts.
Gu Hanxing ordered coldly: "Send Mr. Lu away!"
Lu Yanzhi's eyes flashed, he lowered his head, bent down and reached for the urn in the tomb.
However, before he could touch the urn, a fist hit him in the side of the face.
Lu Yanzhi raised his eyes and glanced sharply at the person who threw the punch.
The man's heart sank.
Just as he was distracted, a shovel hit him hard on the head.
His eyes rolled and he fell limply to the ground.
Only the blood dripping from his forehead told everyone that the scenes just now were not illusions, but real.
It only took Lu Yanzhi one second to knock down a strong man.
Everyone was not brave enough to be careless and rushed forward.
Soon, everyone entangled Lu Yanzhi like snakes.
But he could always find the flaws accurately and carve out a way out.
The air was filled with the smell of blood.
Song Feng watched from the side and couldn't help but frown.
He looked down at Gu Hanxing.
Seeing Gu Hanxing just sitting in the wheelchair, not saying a word.
He had to suppress the desire to speak.
But at this moment.
Lu Yanzhi actually broke through the heavy restraints and scooped up the ashes from the tomb.
He hugged the ashes tightly as if they were some rare treasure.
On the hand holding the shovel, red blood was slowly sliding down the handle of the shovel.
Tick-tock
Blood hit the grass.
There was a crisp sound.
It was unusually harsh in the silent cemetery.
Gu Hanxing frowned and opened his thin lips slightly: "Song Feng!"
Song Feng reacted immediately, "Yes."
He turned around and attacked Lu Yanzhi.
He is quite skilled.
But when he saw Lu Yanzhi fighting with others just now, he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat Lu Yanzhi.
but!
Lu Yanzhi has already been consumed by a wave.
As long as he tries his best...
Song Feng didn't dare to continue thinking about it, and he quickly moved to grab the urn in Lu Yanzhi's arms.
But Lu Yanzhi was surprisingly strong.
Song Feng couldn't even shake the urn in his arms.
He was stunned.
While he was still distracted, Lu Yanzhi's fist had already hit his nose.
Song Feng was horrified and took several steps back before he could steady himself.
Gu Hanxing frowned tightly: "Let's go together."
When everyone heard the order, they rushed forward without hesitation.
Two fists cannot beat four hands.
Although Lu Yanzhi was very strong, he gradually couldn't hold on and was forced into a corner.
Looking at the people who were breathing heavily like him, Lu Yanzhi narrowed his eyes and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.
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