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Song Qi was betting that if his guess was right, and more than half of what Wang's sister-in-law said was true, Mrs. Zhao wanted to take revenge.

These people were regarded by Mrs. Zhao as those who prevented him from taking revenge.

When Song Qi thought of this, his heart turned cold, and it took more than a dozen people to realize it. The price is really incalculable.

When the players saw Song Qi following Mrs. Zhao, they hesitated for a while and then chased after him.

They still didn't understand why they didn't stop Mrs. Zhao, but let him get farther and farther away from the cemetery.

"Are you sure?" Wu Dong Feng Yun asked Song Qi.

"Eighty percent."

Wu Dong Fengyun breathed a sigh of relief, [-]% of the time, that's about the same.

Mr. Zhao went all the way to the village. The group of people who fled back to the village saw Mr. Zhao approaching and fell to the ground.

There were also people who went up to stop them, and they all ended up like the village chief, with their skulls blown off by Mrs. Zhao's slap.

The players followed behind and watched. If they didn't have golden fingers and weapons, the fate of the villagers should be their fate.

"What the hell is he trying to do?" the player watched in horror.

"Revenge." Song Qi glanced at them, "Didn't I tell you about the Zhao family before? The cause of Mrs. Zhao's death is suspicious, and his children are unfilial."

In addition, Mrs. Zhao's son wanted to open the coffin and sunk Mrs. Zhao to death.

It's just that he didn't expect that Mr. Zhao, a zombie, is not afraid of the sun.

Mrs. Zhao went in unimpeded all the way. Seeing him like this, Song Qi's heart fell to the ground.

My guess was correct, Mr. Zhao also went in the direction of the Zhao family.

The two siblings of the Zhao family fled in despair, and the group of people playing suona and carrying the coffin surrounded them.

"You two will have to lose money. When you asked us to come, you didn't say it was so evil!"

"It will be compensated." Mr. Zhao's son hastily promised.

Hearing his assurance, the faces of the group of people looked better.

The gate of Zhao's family was kicked away with a bang, and Mrs. Zhao appeared at the door.

"Ah!" Mrs. Zhao's daughter screamed shortly, staring at the person at the door with wide eyes.

Old Mrs. Zhao's son's legs were also shaking. Those who played the suona and carried the coffin scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, running faster than anyone else. Mrs. Zhao didn't hurt them, but just stared at his sons and daughters.

"Dad..." Mrs. Zhao's son kept backing away, and her sister was also holding onto her brother's arm, shaking like a sieve.

The players who followed looked indifferently.

How should I put it, these two people should be regarded as what they deserve.

One lives a breath, but Mrs. Zhao can't swallow this breath, and I'm afraid it's not easy to bury him.

Mr. Zhao jumped over step by step, his body straightened, his face showing a fierce look.

Mrs. Zhao's son felt that it was cold down there, and when he looked down, he realized that he was scared to pee at some point.

"Dad." Old Master Zhao's son pushed his sister to the front, "It was my sister who told me to do this, she was the one who pushed me, I don't want to kill you."

"What are you doing!" Mrs. Zhao's daughter struggled desperately and ran away from her brother's hand.

"It was obviously the two of us who agreed at the beginning, don't try to take yourself out, if I die, you have to die together!"

The woman looked at her younger brother with hatred. It was all discussed and decided together before. Why is everything being thrown at her head now? She doesn't admit it!