On Hezui Road, more than a dozen cars of various colors were driving back and forth, and the one at the front was naturally the extended version of Mr. Lu.

In the Bentley car, Mr. Lu and Cao Haoran sat together, all looking closely at Zhang Kun opposite him.

Zhang Kun closed his eyes slightly, and his hands pretended to behave and counted.

That's right, he was just pretending. Although it was in front of Mr. Lu and Cao Haoran, the hell was Zhang Kun's biggest secret. Zhang Kun really didn't want to bear the strange gazes of others anymore.

He pretended to do it, and then when he was about to approach his destination, Mr. Cao, who had been flying beside Zhang Kun, finally sent a signal.

Zhang Kun suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Stop!"

The driver in front suddenly stepped on the brakes, and Cao Haoran hurriedly looked at Zhang Kun: "Master, how are you doing? Have you arrived?"

Since this morning, Cao Haoran has been calling Zhang Kun a master. Although Zhang Kun sounds awkward, he is too lazy to care about anything for these titles.

Zhang Kun calculated by counting his fingers, then nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it's very close. Get off the car, I want to sense it carefully!"

As he said that, Zhang Kun opened the car door first and walked out of the car.

Cao Haoran and Mr. Lu followed closely behind, and the car behind saw Zhang Kun and others get off the car, and they also walked down one after another.

Zhang Kun didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the roadside path. Cao Haoran naturally hurriedly followed, and the guys watching the fun behind him would naturally not lose.

Along the roadside path, a fishy smell gradually blew, and it was almost approaching the beach.

After walking for more than ten minutes, suddenly, a few scattered huts appeared in front of them, and fishing and boats were placed outside the huts.

However, Zhang Kun did not walk towards that side, but suddenly turned right. There was a small hillside with some scattered trees standing.

Zhang Kun and others walked slowly towards the other side. After approaching, everyone finally saw the piles of graves of all sizes on the hillside.

Standing in front of the small hillside, Zhang Kun sighed silently.

"Master, is my father's corpse here?" Cao Haoran hurriedly walked to Zhang Kun and looked at the large pile of graves in front of him, feeling worried and excited.

Zhang Kun nodded silently, and as directed by Mr. Cao, his body was indeed here.

However, at this moment, someone frowned: "But, there are so many graves here, do you have to dig up all the graves to find?"

Hearing his words, Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at it, and then said angrily: "Digging other people's graves will cause retribution. I don't want to do it!"

After saying that, Zhang Kun pretended to behave and suddenly grabbed Cao Haoran's ear again, continued to smell it under his nose, then nodded without stopping, and continued to walk inside.

Walking up the hillside and entering the countless tombs, Zhang Kun finally slowly came to a tomb that was only half a meter high and stopped.

The graves are covered with weeds, and it seems that they have been a while.

Seeing Zhang Kun stopping, Cao Haoran hurriedly ran to Zhang Kun, staring blankly at the grave in front of him, and his voice trembled a little.

"Master, is this the corpse of my father?"

Zhang Kun nodded silently. Mr. Cao would definitely remember this mistake.

Cao Haoran took a deep breath, then waved his hand, and immediately four black-clad bodyguards from behind, holding shovels and steel shovels. Cao Haoran pointed at the small earthblock: "Be careful, dig!"

At this time, everyone behind had slowly chased after him. When they saw the bodyguards start to take action, they knew that the target had probably been found.

However, everyone was suspicious at this time.

Among so many graves, how did Zhang Kun determine that it was this grave?

You can't make a mistake. After all, there are so many graves here. Could that guy just want to find a corpse and get away with it?

At this time, Deng Guangwang, who had been following the crowd, sneered.

He had already confirmed more and more that although Zhang Kun didn't know how he gained the trust of Mr. Lu, he was indeed a liar in terms of finding someone.

One is not formed, two is not in a sign, no compass is used, no compass is used, no one is relying on the dragon, and walk empty-handedly, so that people can be found. Who do you think you are, monks and walk? Sima Toutuo?

Someone next to him heard his sneer and immediately leaned over and asked curiously: "Master Deng, do you think that the tomb is really Mr. Cao's corpse? Will there be so many graves here, would you make a mistake?"

When Deng Guangwang heard someone ask, he sneered: "I can't confirm whether Mr. Cao is in this grave without setting up a formation or typos, but I don't know if others have this ability!"

After hearing Deng Guangwang's words, others realized that Zhang Kun seemed to have done nothing, and just became more casual, and seemed to have found a place.

Is it reliable?

Everyone gradually began to doubt.

Time passed slowly. Half an hour later, the four bodyguards were all strong and had already dug a deep pit of more than one meter in just a moment.

"Stop!" At this moment, Zhang Kun suddenly shouted, and then ordered lightly: "Get up the umbrella!"

Someone next to him immediately lifted out four huge sun umbrellas from behind, and then, at Zhang Kun's instructions, inserted them at the four corners of the grave to completely block the sunlight on the grave.

"Master, is my father's corpse almost coming out?" Cao Haoran asked nervously next to him.

Zhang Kun nodded: "Prepare the coffin!"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Cao Haoran immediately instructed the people behind him to come over with a coffin about one meter long.

The coffin is painted with red paint, gold-plated, and various patterns.

After preparation, Zhang Kun said to the four bodyguards in the pit: "The corpse is coming out soon. Be careful not to hurt Mr. Cao's corpse."

Hearing Zhang Kun's orders, the four of them nodded quickly. They were all bodyguards of Cao Haoran's family. Before leaving today, Cao Haoran had promised their high bonus.

So whether it is for the old man of the Cao family or to be worthy of the prize of up to one million, they naturally have to take care of it.

The four of them were not in a big ups and downs, but were carefully cleaning the soil.

After another ten minutes, a bodyguard suddenly lit up his eyes. His shovel seemed to feel a slight difference from the soil, and immediately screamed.

"Since there, there!"

After screaming, the man immediately threw away the shovel in his hand, and carefully used his hands to peel off the soil as he felt just now. Then, a trace of whiteness finally appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the bones, Cao Haoran's face clearly showed an excited look.

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from a distance: "Who are you, what are you doing!"

With the sound, a figure ran over quickly in the hut in the distance with a harpoon.

The visitor quickly ran to the hillside and looked at the pile of figures in front of him, as well as the dug-out graves. The man looked furious and stared at everyone fiercely.

"You, who are you? Digging graves, you will be punished. What do you want to do?"

The person who came here is in his fifties, his hair is black and white, and his face is full of wrinkles. Because he lives by the beach all year round, his face obviously has a dry feeling.

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Kun slowly let out a breath, and then suddenly grabbed Cao Haoran and walked to the old man.

Before Cao Haoran could come back to his senses, Zhang Kun shouted: "Kneel down!"
Chapter completed!