The Sky gradually darkened.

In an abandoned primary school warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

A seven-meter-high headlight shone down vertically, illuminating a black and gold coffin with fine workmanship and polishing.

The school, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, was in tatters everywhere, covered in cobwebs, and covered in dust, bringing with it a gloomy and cold air. Now, a coffin was placed in the middle, and even the wind that blew in became strange.

On a wooden desk three or four meters away from the coffin, Li Kun leaned over and sat down. His gaze was cold and solemn. He stared straight at the coffin, unwilling to move for a moment.

Four people were lying on his left side. Each of them had gunshot wounds on their bodies, and they were bandaging each other.

On his right side was a group of people wearing black clothes. There were about ten of them, and more than half of them had wounds of various sizes on their bodies. Each of them was wrapped in bandages, and they looked extremely tragic.

Obviously, Li Kun did not know about the group of people dressed in black beforehand. However, since they had followed Li Kun here, they were definitely Lu Yiming’s subordinates.

It was because of their sudden appearance that they disrupted Yan Jun’s Plan A, causing Li Kun to become so passive.

Not to mention when they were on dragon head mountain, even now when Li Kun saw them, he wanted to spit at them!

Furthermore, these people had not said a single word since they came. Li Kun wanted to test them, but he could not say a word.

At this moment, one of the four people who followed Li Kun on the left was shot in the abdomen. His companion temporarily used a knife that had been burned to dig for bullets for him. There was no anesthetic, so he picked up a wooden stick and bit it for him. Two people beside him helped to hold down his hands and feet.

Just under these conditions, with a knife, that person immediately struggled in pain. “Wu Wu Wu Wu! ”

He wanted to scream, but he could only bite the wooden stick tightly. The pain was so great that every cell in his body was struggling. The veins on his forehead were all popping out!

Li Kun looked at them from the corner of his eyes. He just happened to see that the moment the knife was pulled out, a pile of mess flowed out… …

The person holding the knife held his intestines and stuffed them back into his hands with trembling hands.

This happened twice. The poor guy who was shot directly fainted from the pain.

His face, which was almost as black as an African Aborigine’s, turned extremely pale in an instant.

Seeing this, Li Kun’s eyes changed. He immediately took out his gun, loaded it, and walked towards the Group of black-shirted men on the right.

The gun was pointed directly at the head of the black-shirted man who was wearing a mask. He shouted sternly, “what the F * Ck Are you guys doing here? ! ”

In the eyes of outsiders, he was just venting his anger because he felt sorry for his brother’s injury.

The moment he did this, the brothers behind the man in black all stood up and pointed their guns at Li Kun.

At the same time, out of the four people on the left, except for one who fainted and one who stitched up the wound, the other two also stood up and pointed their guns at the dozen or so people.

Obviously, in terms of numbers, the people in black were better.

The leader looked up at Li Kun. He did not draw his gun or even move. He just sat there and looked up at Li Kun.

Only at this time did Li Kun see the fine lines at the corner of his eyes. His heart was suddenly shocked.

Was he a little old?

Lu Yiming was old and had such a skilled person. Could it be… …