Chapter 1917 Cemetery

The brothers stood there speechless one by one, without nodding or shaking their heads.

"Impossible!" Bai Senren suddenly said angrily.

"Absolutely impossible! There is absolutely no way Yang Hua did these."

"Think about it, how could your eldest brother do such a thing?"

The brothers still stood there without saying a word.

"Dazhuang, what do you think? You don't doubt Yang Hua, right?" Bai Senren asked, looking at Da Zhuang with a face.

Da Zhuang silently shook his head.

"I believe in Brother Hua! No matter what Brother Hua does, I will support him." A word came out silently from his mouth.

After Da Zhuang said it, the brothers behind him slowly said, "Actually, we also believe in Brother Hua."

"Just believe it."

Bai Senren sighed and said.

"Then what should we do now?" Jiang Zifang suddenly asked in front of him.

"I don't know. Maybe only by finding Yang Hua as soon as possible can we know everything." Bai Songren said.

Jiang Zifang looked at his face and said, "But now we don't even know where he is, how can we find him?"

"Yeah, that's the problem." Bai Sengren in front of him sighed.

"Okay, you guys go and have a rest first. You have been tired for the whole day." Bai Sairen looked at the bloodshot brothers in front of him and said with concern.

Ever since the brothers came back after fighting the Golden Eagle, they started looking for Yang Hua. It can be said that they didn't take a break. Of course they were sleepy.

At this moment, when they heard Mr. Bai say this, everyone nodded.

Although they are all worried about Brother Hua, where are they going to look for Yang Hua now? In the vast sea of ​​people? If they want to find Yang Hua, they will undoubtedly have to look for a needle in a haystack, and it won't be that simple.

So after they nodded, they retreated one by one to take a rest. At this moment, only two people, Jiang Zifang and Bai Songren, were left in the hall, frowning.

Bai Sengren stood with his back on his back and walked back and forth, his whole face covered with a gloomy look.

"Lao Bai, it seems that Da Zhuang and Xiao Quan suspect that Yang Hua killed the two people who were outside today? They also suspect that Yang Hua killed the Tianmen disciples who died tragically," a sentence suddenly came from Jiang Zifang's mouth in front of him.

Li told it.

But all I saw was that he was giving it away for nothing? He turned around and said, "How is that possible? Is Yang Hua that kind of person?"

"But Mr. Bai, now everything is pointed at Yang Hua, and there is sufficient evidence. What if it is really him?" Jiang Zifang asked.

"Do you believe that Yang Hua killed one of his people?" Bai Songren looked at Jiang Zifang with unbelievable eyes and said.

Jiang Zifang slowly shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"Isn't that right? Don't you and I understand Yang Hua's character? How could he kill his own brothers! Unless he is crazy." Bai Songren said.

Jiang Zifang in front of him suddenly said: "Maybe Yang Hua is really crazy..."

After Jiang Zifang said this fiercely in front of him, Bai Senren blinked and looked at Jiang Zifang.

"What do you mean?" Bai Senren asked.

Jiang Zifang sighed deeply and said, "Mr. Bai, you may not be clear about some things. I have been with Yang Hua for a long time, so I am a little worried about him."

"Why are you worried about him?" Bai Senren suddenly asked.

Jiang Zifang said: "That's because Yang Hua went crazy a year ago and attacked Da Zhuang and the others." Jiang Zifang said suddenly.

Facing Jiang Zifang's words, Bai Senren in front of him couldn't help but be stunned.

"when?"

"When we were in Thailand at that time, we went to the Misty Ghost Forest to save Youruo, but we didn't expect that Yang Hua fell into a demon halfway, and suddenly recovered in the end, and in the final incident with the Black Witch King

"We, Da Zhuang and the others didn't know anything about the situation at all. What happened later was all told by Yang Hua himself, but he didn't take it too seriously," Jiang Zifang said.

"Is it because of the Dark Witch King?" Bai Songren murmured.

"Do you know?" Jiang Zifang in front of him couldn't help but asked in shock when he heard Bai Songren mention the name of the Black Witch King.

Bai Songren nodded silently: "Yang Hua once told me."

"And he also said that he once made a blood contract with the Dark Witch King." Bai Songren said.

"Blood contract?" Jiang Zifang was stunned for a moment.

"Is everything because of the Dark Witch King of the Misty Ghost Forest? Is it possible that the most terrifying incident in the Misty Ghost Forest is not over yet?" Jiang Zifang was stunned for a moment.

The two of them were silent together, each thinking about their own thoughts.

What if Yang Huazhen's incident changed because of the Black Witch King? What if those Tianmen disciples were really killed by Yang Hua?

Bai Songren and Jiang Zifang in front of them couldn't imagine that Tianmen, which had just been settled, would really be in trouble again? And this time the target would be Yang Hua? What would this be like?

How terrible!

Where did Yang Hua go?

No one knows.

The Los Angeles Cemetery is located in the area west of Los Angeles. It is a grave area! All the burials are the graves of Los Angeles people.

It's so big, and there are pine nut trees growing there.

Looking at the gloomy cemetery at night, it gives people a feeling of coldness to the bones and is extremely scary.

This cemetery covers a huge area and is considered to be near the suburbs of Los Angeles.

There is a highway that leads directly to the center of Los Angeles, and you can get directly to the city of Los Angeles in less than ten minutes.

There is also an old-fashioned building in this cemetery, which is where the cemetery administrators live.

In the past, there were a total of four people guarding the cemetery, and a total of five cemetery administrators. But today, because it was Saturday, the security guards who guarded the cemetery had already gone home, leaving only one who had just arrived.

new security guard.

This new security guard was about 27-28 years old, a black man, and he also lived in Los Angeles, but in a slum area. He finally found a job, so he worked here.

But after all, this black man had just come to work in this gloomy cemetery, and he seemed a little uncomfortable. In addition, when he was with his colleagues, his colleagues would tell some old legends about this cemetery when they were not doing anything.

They said that this place used to be haunted, and they also said that at night, try not to look into the tomb forest alone, because there are rumors that doing so is not good for the dead and will make them disgusted.

Isn't this? It's just Saturday today. All the other cemetery guards have gone home, and only this black man is left guarding the cemetery.
Chapter completed!