Chen Hao's kick was extremely powerful. He kicked the man seven or eight meters away. Before the other party could get up from the ground, Chen Haofei pressed his knees hard on the man's chest and pressed him tightly to the ground.

At the same time, he grabbed the man's throat with his right hand and asked coldly: "Tell me! Who are you? Where are you guys? Otherwise you will die!"

Without any nonsense, Chen Hao just wanted to know who they were and where the guy was. If the other party didn't say it, he would squeeze his throat without hesitation.

The middle-aged man was pinched by Chen Hao's throat and almost suffocated. He swallowed even harder: "I - it's the Zhang Zhang family. He...he is in the underground ancestral hall..."

"Take me to find him!"

Chen Hao said in an unquestionable tone, then picked up the man from the ground with one hand and kept pinching the other person's throat. As long as the other person dared to use any tricks, he could take his life at any time.

The people around, except those who were unconscious, all got up from the ground and staggered in front to lead the way for Chen Hao. Chen Hao carried the middle-aged man in one hand and followed the people.

After walking around for more than ten minutes, everyone came to a relatively large old house under the leadership of those people.

This old house looks like a ancestral hall, but there is only a spiritual seat on it, with a spiritual platform for sacrifice and a futon for kneeling and worshiping.

One of them knelt on the cushion, kowtowed three times, and a series of sounds of mechanisms started, and a gap was made on the wall on the left.

The man made a call and walked into the gap first. Chen Hao followed him in with the middle-aged man.

There was a downward time in the gap. Chen Hao quickly walked down and found that there was a huge stone chamber underneath.

Oil lamps were lit on the walls around them, and there were rows of stone steps in the Gongtai in front of them, with countless spiritual positions of all sizes placed on them, and each sign had the name of the deceased.

Under the spirit stage, a young man in a black windbreaker was kneeling there. He heard the footsteps of everyone. He hurriedly looked back and showed that calm expression.

He is the young man.

"Brother."

Chen Hao shouted.

"Let him go, he is my tribe member." The young man said lightly.

The young man had to give him face, so Chen Hao had to let go of the young man.

The middle-aged man and his group saw that Chen Hao knew him and the young man, so they had to stand aside and remain silent without mentioning what had just happened.

"What are you doing here? Is there anything?" the young man asked lightly.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you, I'm leaving this world." Chen Hao said.

After hearing his words, the young man showed an indescribable look in his calm eyes, and then nodded.

"The matter over there is over. Fatty Wu Xie and the others are all fine. If you have time, you can go and find them. Goodbye, brother." Chen Hao said.

After hearing his words, the young man showed a look of relief and said, "Take care."

Chen Hao nodded, said "Take care", and then left quickly, and the middle-aged man's group did not stop him.

When he met the young man, he no longer had any concerns in this world.

Soon, Chen Hao arrived at the entrance of the village, and then drove the golden eagle to the top of the Great Snow Mountain.
Chapter completed!