At the same time, the Yanjing suburbs of cemetery.

Wan Pojun, wearing a black suit and black sunglasses, walked to a cemetery where the couple was buried together with a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen young men in black, including yellow, white and black, and even several brown people, each of whom looked extraordinary.

Among them, Lu Haotian, the tiger king in white who usually loves white clothes, has also changed into black clothes from head to toe.

Wan Pojun stood slowly in front of the tombstone, looking at the words and photos on the tombstone, two lines of tears were drawn under his black sunglasses.

He was stunned for a moment, knelt on the ground, took off his sunglasses, and his eyes were redder and swallowed: "Dad...Mom...Son is here to see you! Son is unfilial...I haven't been able to come back to see you for so many years, and I hope you can forgive me in the Heavenly Spirit..."

After saying that, he bent down and kowtowed three times in front of the tombstone.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and stroked the photos of his parents on the tombstone, and said resolutely: "Dad, mom, son has made some achievements overseas over the years! The Wanlong Hall established by his son is now the top five mercenary organization in the world, with tens of thousands of soldiers under his command. When his son comes back this time, he not only wants to avenge you, but also rob the Ye family Yeling Mountain and move you two to there to be buried with magnificently! I must let people from all Yanjing, all China and even the world witness the Ye family pay a huge price for your death!"

After saying that, he wiped away his tears and said seriously: "Dad, Mom. Please wait a few days. On the Qingming Festival, my son will take you to kill Yeling Mountain together!"

At this time, a sudden burst of prompt sound came from the Bluetooth headset of the white tiger king Lu Haotian.

Hearing this voice, his brows frowned tightly.

他知道,这个声音,是重大紧急事件发生时才会使用的紧急通知提示音,一般只要这个声音响起,都不是什么好事.

Then, he turned around gently, took out his phone from the inner bag of the suit, and looked down and was shocked!

The message was sent by Chen Zhonglei.

He originally wanted to call Wan Pojun directly to report the battle situation, but Wan Pojun's mobile phone was turned off before entering the cemetery. That's why he sent the message to Lu Haotian.

In the message, Chen Zhonglei wrote the battle situation very directly, and the content was: "Haotian, please report to the palace master on behalf of me: One thousand elites in our army parachuted to the Hamid's army an hour ago. On the southern wing of Hamid, the hillside of the north wing was ambushed. The enemy used a large amount of strong explosives to kill and kill on a large scale. The thousand elites in our army have now been wiped out!"

Lu Haotian was extremely surprised.

He couldn't understand that Chen Zhonglei, who followed Wan Pojun to travel around the country and made countless military achievements, would have suffered two consecutive defeats in Syria!

In the history of Wanlong Palace, this is definitely the first time!

As a result, more than 2,500 people were killed in the Wanlong Palace in one day, which was almost the same as the two standard regiment-level regiment-level institutions were wiped out!

Such a major thing happened. His first thought was to report to Wan Pojun quickly.

But when he saw that Wan Pojun was paying homage to his parents, he suddenly became a little hesitant again.

After all, Wan Pojun was taken abroad at less than ten years old. This was the first time he had come back to worship his parents in more than 20 years. At this time, it was difficult for him to come forward to disturb him.

Wan Pojun seemed to have noticed something at this time and said coldly: "If there is anything, just say it!"

Lu Haotian was a little shocked, but he was still calm down quickly, stepped forward, and whispered: "The Lord of the Palace, the Green Wolf King, sent a battle report. The thousand elites he sent were ambushed by the enemy after the parachute and were wiped out!"

"What?!" Wan Pojun stood up, turned around and grabbed Lu Haotian's collar, and asked angrily: "A thousand elites from Wanlong Palace took the initiative to attack those scattered soldiers and brave men, and they could even be wiped out? Are you teasing me!?"

Lu Haotian was grabbed by him and could not move at all. He said with some difficulty: "District... The Lord of the Palace... All I said... were sent to me by the Green-Eyed Wolf King. If you... If you don't believe it, you can read my message..."

Wan Pojun snatched his cell phone and looked down at the text message, and he was already in extreme anger.
Chapter completed!