Zheng Keji closed his eyes: "First go to Wuzhou City Public Cetery!"
"Oh, yes!" Although the driver was puzzled about why Zheng Keji was going there, he kept his mouth shut and didn’t ask more questions.
Just after Zheng Keji left, a car stopped by the roadside, and the driver’s side window slowly rolled down. A man with a small moustache took out his phone, quickly typed a few words, and sent them out—"The target has started!"
Several hours later, Zheng Keji arrived at the entrance of Muzhou Cetery. He got out to look at the surrounding scenery. He couldn’t help but exclaim, "After so many years, this place is still the sa as before. It’s like an eternal unchanging constant. If only life were eternal, wouldn’t that be great!"
Brother Min laughed, "Big brother, how can people be eternal, still the sa as before?"
Zheng Keji nodded, saying no more, and walked into the cetery.
Brother Min turned around and said to the driver, "Go back. We will go to Muzhou Airport on our own later. Go back and tell the old lady that everything is fine."
"Yes!"
After that, Brother Min and two other brothers followed Zheng Keji into Wuzhou City Public Cetery.
As soon as Zheng Keji walked in, a middle-aged man sitting on a greenbelt bench at the entrance of Wuzhou Cetery, reading a newspaper, also took out his phone and quickly sent a text—"The target has appeared!"
Zheng Keji arrived at a grave, quietly staring at the tombstone. His expression was full of sadness. Brother Min hurriedly handed him a bouquet of white chrysanthemums. Then, Brother Min waved his hand and, with the other two, waited for Zheng Keji from a distance.
Zheng Keji placed the flowers beside the tombstone and showed a bitter smile: "Alas, why didn’t you stop for ? Alas, Xue’er, if you had grown up, perhaps you wouldn’t have walked down a path of no return. I still can’t deal with you mother and daughter..."
Zheng Keji shook his head again, "Alright, don’t worry. I’ll co to accompany you in a few years. I know my illness best..."
Brother Min and his three subordinates watched the surroundings from a vigilant distance of ten ters away from Zheng Keji.
At this ti, two middle-aged n arrived at a grave two ters away from Brother Min. The two n also placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. They cried together, creating a heart-wrenching and furious scene.
Brother Min frowned, but the two were deeply mourning the deceased, and the three of them couldn’t ask others not to cry. However, their crying was unbearable. Brother Min couldn’t help but walk over to persuade them, "Brothers, the dead are gone. Let’s move on in our grief!"
Upon hearing Brother Min’s words, the two cried even more sorrowfully. One even stood up, walked to Brother Min, patted his shoulder, and cried, "I can’t help it, brother, I know our crying is exaggerated, but it’s really unbearable. Three brothers growing up together, after decades, one says he’s leaving... sobbing, we’re both really miserable!"
Brother Min forced a stiff smile. Just as he was about to say sothing, the man suddenly hugged him and cried, "I’m sorry, I just want to cry!"
Brother Min was displeased. He was about to get angry when the other crying man suddenly got upset, "Third brother, what are you doing? It’s so rude, brother. I can’t help it. My third brother and eldest brother had a deep bond when they were young. Back when the family was poor, the eldest brother often secretly saved food for the third brother, so..."
The third brother also realized his rudeness. He quickly let go of Brother Min, continuously bowing and apologizing, "I’m sorry, brother, I was just excited. I’m sorry, I’m sorry."
Brother Min was on the verge of anger. Seeing the two sincerely apologizing, it wasn’t easy to lose his temper. He just nodded without saying a word and took the other two to a place a little farther away from the two to continue keeping watch.
Half an hour later, Zheng Keji bowed to the tombstone and walked up to Brother Min. Zheng Keji glanced at the two crying bystanders but didn’t say anything. He led the three people to the entrance.
As soon as Zheng Keji’s group walked away, the two n’s crying suddenly stopped. The man called the third brother took out his phone and dialed a number: "The left side is clear, the tracker has been placed in Zheng Keji’s pocket. The tracker is smaller than a bean. He can’t find it. Zheng Keji has now entered!"
After the man hung up, a middle-aged man approached the tombstone. The middle-aged man looked at the confused mourners, "Excuse , what are you doing in front of my mother’s grave?"
The man called the third brother had a bad temper too. He stepped forward and pushed a middle-aged man, "If I want to worship a grave, it’s none of your business!"
Then, the two ignored the middle-aged man and left the cetery. The middle-aged man looked puzzled, "Crazy, those two are crazy..."
Right after that man made a call to the third brother, several taxis quickly drove to the cetery entrance, and suddenly several people stopped a few taxis from afar.
Not long after, Zheng Keji’s group arrived at the cetery entrance. Brother Min made a quick move, and two taxis sped over. Brother Min chose a relatively new-looking taxi. He hurriedly opened the door for Zheng Keji to get in and sat in the front passenger seat. The other two brothers got into another taxi.
The taxi driver grinned, "Where to, gentlen?"
Brother Min replied softly, "Muzhou Airport!"
"Alright!" The taxi driver pressed the ter, and the two taxis drove onto the main road one after the other. At this ti, the man reading the newspaper at the entrance took out his phone and sent a ssage, "Target successfully picked up!"
After sending the ssage, the man crumpled the newspaper and tossed it into the trash can. He disdainfully walked out of the cetery, while the group blocking other taxis also dispersed.
The taxi driver casually asked, "Are you two bosses catching a flight? What ti is the ticket? Can we make it?"
Brother Min thought for a mont and felt it was necessary to communicate with the driver, softly saying, "The ticket is for 5:30 PM, and it’s only 2 PM now. Can you make it?"
The taxi driver nodded, "I can make it to Muzhou Airport in an hour at most. Of course, I can get there!"
Over ten kiloters from where the taxi was driving on the main road, a man received a text ssage, then turned the steering wheel to the right. The car veered right without any indicators. A pickup truck behind accelerated unexpectedly and, unable to react in ti, collided directly with the rear of the car. Feeling the massive impact from the back, the man quickly turned the steering wheel to the left. The whole car veered to the left lane. The huge force from the back pushed the entire car down the road. The car ahead of the man suddenly braked, stopping just 20 centiters from the man’s car. But the cars behind weren’t so lucky. The cars following had no reaction ti and crashed into one another, filling four lanes with crumpled vehicles.
The man had a smirk on his face, then imdiately flew into a rage. He picked up a baseball bat from the front passenger seat, kicked open the deford car door, walked to the van’s side, and struck the van directly with the bat, shouting, "Damn it, what’s your driving like? Did you pay for your license?"
The van driver was not pleased. He grabbed a steel pipe from the front seat and got off: "Damn it, can you have so decency? If you didn’t force that lane change, would I have hit you? Believe it or not, I’ll beat you to death."
"Bring it on!" The man got angrier and struck the van again with the baseball bat.
The van driver was also furious, using the steel pipe to smash the man’s car mirror to pieces.
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