Laoshan City, Chinese Street.

An old-fashioned guild hall in the style of Yanhuang Province.

At this time, there were some people sitting in the hall.

The atmosphere seemed a bit dull and depressing.

At the first part of the hall, a white-haired old man took a long sip of hookah and sprayed out a long white mist.

Then he glanced around and spoke.

"Tell me, what's going on."

When a middle-aged man below heard this, he sat upright slightly, his tone slightly solemn.

"The man has arrived, but he has now lost his trace. Based on the personality speculated in the comprehensive information, his first destination must be the morgue."

"You mean, the person you arranged was lost?" the old man said with some displeasure.

"Sorry, Longtou, this person is really lawless and unscrupulous. There are people from FBI who stopped him at the international airport. Without saying a few words, he was there to openly kill people. In the chaos, the person we arranged was lost."

"But what is certain is that even FBI does not give any face. I'm afraid I won't give up when I come to Jiushan City this time."

The middle-aged man explained.

Hearing this, the others below looked different.

Some people frowned, some were disdainful, and some had a look of deep thought in their eyes.

There was no sound in the hall again.

"Si—"

The white-haired old man sucked the remaining cigarette in one sip, breaking the silence.

"The soldiers come to block the general, and the water comes to cover the soil. Yu Lao Er, no, it was Yu Yidao, we all made it. Another Black Prison Dragon King came, and they were sent to the road together."

Then, he smiled relaxed and comfortable.

"We have been standing for hundreds of years. Are you afraid of a mere junior? Don't worry. This time I have made complete preparations. People from the Special Affairs Department will help us."

While speaking, the old man slowly stood up.

Put the cigarette pole in your hand behind you.

The murderous intent condensed in his eyes, and he sneered softly.

"If you want to take Yu Laoer's body away, it depends on whether he has the ability. The Dragon King of Black Prison, Humph, what a great reputation."

...

The police station in the area where China Street is located looks inconspicuous.

The low bungalow looks like an ordinary courtyard.

There is a US police badge hanging on it, and a line of English is written below.

Lin Yu and Shi Shan came to the door and looked up.

The steps under his feet did not stop and continued to walk in.

At the door, two uniformed police officers stood.

After seeing Lin Yu, both of them became a little nervous.

They looked back subconsciously and placed their right hand on the gun holster.

Then, he let go of his hand again.

Put your hands slowly in front of you and signal that you are not threatening.

Apparently, they have been notified in advance.

"I'm here to claim the body, please take me to the morgue."

Lin Yu walked closer and said lightly.

The expression is calm and the tone is calm.

It's like an ordinary person seeking help.

Two police officers walked in with him and pushed the door open.

Following the long corridor, we arrived at the back.

"There is there, counting from the left, the second one is the morgue."

The police officer who led the way stopped and raised his hand and pointed.

The voice of his speech was a little trembling.

It seems that I am not ready to continue leading the way.

"Thanks!"

Lin Yu said thank you very politely, and walked towards the morgue with Shi Shan slowly.

From beginning to end, he maintained a calm expression.

There is neither sadness nor anger.

His eyes were calm and a little cunning.

When he walked to the door of the morgue, Lin Yu pushed open the door and walked in.

A stream of air conditioning came towards us.

When he got inside, he looked at it intently.

Soon, I found Yu Yidao's nameplate.

A photo was also placed thoughtfully on it.

When he approached, Lin Yu reached out and pulled open the freezer where the body was stored.

In the coffin-sized stainless steel iron box, there was a wisp of white cold air.

The corpse has been frozen like a sculpture.

A layer of white frost condensed on the surface.

Lin Yu stared down and a sad look gradually appeared in his calm eyes.

"Yidiao, last time in the East China Sea, I promised you that if you die, I will take your grudge."

"I didn't expect that my words will come true. Don't worry, I'll leave. With one knife, there will be many people accompanying you. On the way to the underworld, I promise you won't be lonely."

After saying these words, he waved his hand.

Shi Shan picked up a mortal bag next to her and put the body in.

At this moment, six figures suddenly appeared at the door.

These people all have Chinese faces, wearing loose gowns and dressed in an old-school warrior.

They entered the morgue slowly and stationed left and right.

Immediately afterwards, eight more people appeared at the door.

Six whites and two blacks, each tall and strong.

After these people came in, they didn't speak.

Lin Yu suddenly realized that he was silent.

Shi Shan's face changed slightly, and she looked up at the boss.

My lips squirmed twice, wanting to remind me.

In the end, he said nothing.

In the morgue, there was a strange silence.

Until Yu Yidao's body was loaded.

"Boss, you can leave."

Shi Shan lowered her voice and said slowly.

Hearing this, Lin Yu nodded.

With a indifferent look, he glanced at the uninvited guest in the room.

"Fourteen people, accompanying Yidao on the road, is also quite lively."

This sentence is like talking to oneself.

It seems to be a statement of a fact.

The calm voice contains unspeakable arrogance.

In his opinion, these people around him were just Yu Yidao's funeral objects.

"You are Lin Yu, the new boss that Yu Lao Er worships?"

Among the six Chinese people, someone asked in a deep voice.

The sound is like the morning bell and evening drums, loud and powerful.
To be continued...