It rains incessantly during the Qingming Festival.
The pedestrians on the road were heartbroken.
Holding a black umbrella, Ye Feng walked step by step up the rugged mountain path.
Today, he specially wore a black suit, even the shirt underneath was dark, and his expression was solemn.
Rainwater rolled down the umbrella ribs, forming a series of sparkling droplets that splashed onto the rocks like shattered pearls.
Behind them, Ye Wushuang, Ouyang Luoxue, and Lan Yu each held a black umbrella and a bunch of white chrysanthemums to commemorate the dead.
Throughout the journey, scenes of his childhood living with his parents kept flashing through Ye Feng's mind.
Back then, we were carefree and enjoyed the happiness of family life every day.
His eyes held sorrow and an unconcealable grief.
Ouyang Luoxue led the way, because it was she who risked her life to bury Ye Feng's parents.
As they approached the cemetery, Ouyang Luoxue pointed ahead.
"Xiaofeng, your uncle and aunt's graves are over there."
"Huh... what are those people up to?"
Ye Feng looked in the direction the other person pointed and saw a group of men gathered around a solitary grave, each holding tools such as shovels, rakes and hammers.
Although they were still dozens of meters away, Ye Feng could already hear their conversation.
“This lonely grave is really in the way, level it up quickly, don’t delay the start of the project.”
"The boss only gave us half a day."
"Damn, this weather is awful. We should just stay indoors and play mahjong."
"Let's get to work while the rain isn't too heavy."
A man carrying a large iron sledgehammer walked up to the tombstone of the lonely grave, spat into his palm, and swung the sledgehammer to smash the tombstone.
Ouyang Luoxue saw this scene from afar and was shocked.
"Oh no, these people are going to vandalize my uncle and aunt's graves."
"Xiaofeng, stop them quickly!"
Ye Feng had already moved, rushing towards the lonely grave like lightning, his voice echoing back.
"Ayu, the three of you wait here for a while."
Lan Yu knew that he didn't want the two women to see the bloody scene that was about to unfold.
So, he led the two to a large, upright blue stone at the back, where they sat on a raised platform to enjoy the scenery.
From here, you can overlook most of Haidong.
A light drizzle falls, and mist shrouds the tall buildings.
In the distance, the boundless sea stretches out, with snow-white waves constantly rolling and crashing against the rocks on the shore.
Seagulls fly by every now and then, their clear cries carried far on the sea breeze.
"Hey……"
In front of the lonely grave overgrown with weeds, the man swung a large iron hammer, about to smash the tombstone.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his wrist, and then the large iron hammer in his hand flew out of thin air, hitting a guy on the head. He screamed and passed out.
The man looked down and saw that both of his wrists had been cleanly severed, and blood was gushing out.
The severed hand fell into the weeds, getting covered in mud, which stained the surrounding rainwater red.
"ah……"
"It hurts so much..."
He was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing and he kept rolling around on the ground.
His companions rushed forward and helped him up.
Dressed in all black, Ye Feng, holding a black umbrella, walked over step by step, his gaze as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Who are you? How dare you disturb my parents' graves? You're asking for trouble."
The man in the lead, wearing a plaid shirt, looked Ye Feng up and down with hostility, noticing that he was all alone.
Moreover, he didn't show any martial arts aura, so he should just be an ordinary person.
As for that attack just now, it was very likely that a hidden weapon was used, he said with a cold laugh.
"You brat, after all this fuss, this is your family's grave."
“This hill has been bought by our Zhatian Gang, and we plan to develop it into a scenic tourist area. Your family’s graves are too unlucky to be here, and they have seriously affected the progress of our project. They must be dug up.”
"However, now that you're here, things are easier. Quickly move the grave and then compensate us with two million for medical expenses..."
"puff--"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng slapped him to death.
The surrounding henchmen were so terrified that they dared not move.
Ye Feng glanced at his parents' graves.
The whole structure was undamaged, and I think I arrived just in time.
"Holy crap, you dare to go against our Exploding Sky Gang..."
Two hotheads immediately rushed out, ready to fight Ye Feng to the death.
"puff--"
Another slap, and the two men, along with the rest, were all killed with a single blow.
Only one henchman remained at the scene.
"Call your boss and get him here. The more people the better. I want to resolve this problem once and for all."
Ye Feng gave the other party a chance to ask for help.
Digging up someone's ancestral graves—that crossed Ye Feng's bottom line.
Therefore, the Exploding Sky Gang must be eradicated.
The man hurriedly hid to the side and went to make a phone call for help.
Afterwards, Ye Feng knelt before his parents' graves and burned paper money, his expression solemn, expressing his deep sorrow.
The surroundings immediately fell silent again.
The light drizzle continued to fall, as if silently telling a story.
The chirping of insects can be heard from the mountains and forests.
Ouyang Luoxue and the other two had also knelt before the grave at some point, each with a solemn and respectful expression, carefully placing the flowers and offerings in front of the grave.
"Father, Mother, fellow clansmen, I have killed all of Haidong's enemies, but the mastermind behind it all has not yet been found."
"May your spirits in heaven protect me and help me find the mastermind behind this soon!"
Ye Feng respectfully kowtowed three times.
The three sisters, Ye Wushuang and Ye Wushuang, also kowtowed.
In addition to the ashes of the parents, there are also some ashes of other members of the Ye family in this grave.
The mountain wind blew by, making a sobbing sound, as if the dead were whispering their lament.
After a while, Ye Feng sighed, slowly stood up, and pulled his younger sister up as well.
The four of them descended the mountain one after another.
As soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, we saw dozens of cars speeding towards us.
The guy who made the phone call was overjoyed and kept shouting loudly at the convoy.
"Big brother, you've finally arrived."
"It was this brat who killed all of our men..."
puff--
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng slapped him to death.
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