Chapter 778

All this was obviously a conspiracy of others. After getting off the bus, she looked at the car and found that she actually got on the wrong car, because the license plate number was not hers at all. She drank a little wine in the evening, but probably didn't pay attention at that time. She had to take her coat in her hand and turn around to look at the cemetery.

Brother Yibai, you will protect me, right?

She silently read this sentence in her heart and raised her foot to go up. But after a few steps, she felt that someone was following her step by step not far away.

In the middle of the night, ghost?

But on second thought, is ghost more terrible than human? She didn't look back and continued to go up. The car was out of gas and her mobile phone was out of power. She didn't know what she could do. She just went up to see brother Yibai.

"Why do women still go up? Don't you say that women are afraid of ghosts? Why didn't she scream? "

The man's depressed voice rang, and the bodyguards around him quickly comforted him.

"Prince, she is not an ordinary woman, otherwise you would not have liked her so much."

When the man heard this, he felt comfortable. He held the clown mask in his hand and buttoned his nails in boredom.

"Prince, shall we go up and have a look?"

"In the middle of the night, I'm afraid of the dark when I see some dead people and turn on the car lights."

"But if the lights were on, she would know someone was here."

"I'm afraid of the dark when I turn on the lights."

A few people mouth a smoke, think this person's mind is not mature, still in the recovery period, let him first.

As soon as the light came on, song Jiuyue noticed it and turned to look down the mountain. In the dim light, the man stood in the halo, bright and warm.

With a sour nose, she turned around and looked at the tombstone in front of her. Now the dead photo has turned into such a fresh person below. She would have been scared if it was someone else, but she didn't. She felt that brother Yibai must know that she was afraid, so she came to accompany her.

Although the distance was too far, she could not see the face of the person in the halo clearly, but she had sketched the face of the other person in her heart, that was brother Yibai, a strong intuition.

There are bright flowers in front of the tombstone, which she left when she went up the mountain last time. Now there is a feeling of gloomy everywhere. But because of the light below, all the darkness in her heart has been dispelled. She opened the bouquet, took the paper that had not been burned, and found that there was a lighter in her bag. After touching the photo with her fingertips, she began to laugh 。

"Brother Yibai, you are still concerned about me even when you get to the bottom."

Finish saying this, she got up, will open a few flowers and unfinished paper in hand, along the stairs, step by step toward the beam of light.

"Prince, let's go. I don't think this woman is a good comer. We teased her like this tonight. We can't figure out how she will get back at us."

In September, song stretched out his hand in front of the other party, but he didn't want to move his face.

"Brother Yibai, I know it's you. I'm not afraid if you've spent all your money again. So I'll hurry you up. Don't worry. When I get home, I'll buy all the papers in Los Angeles and burn them to you, so that you can be a local emperor comfortably."

Several men all jumped a big step, looked at the ghost of the woman, saw song September solemnly took out three incense from the bag, lit, inserted in front of them.

"Brother Yibai, as you can see, it's far from downtown Los Angeles. I just had a party tonight. I was wearing high-heeled shoes and my mobile phone was dead. If I walk back, my legs will have to be broken. If you are alive in heaven, give me a car."

Song September bowed his head and burned the paper seriously. When he turned his head, he saw a car parked not far away. He pinched his face and found that it was real. His eyes turned red and he put the flowers aside.

"Brother Yibai, if you have spirit in heaven, come back. I don't want the car..."

The atmosphere was dull for a moment. Several men got goose bumps all over. No one dared to speak. In such a cemetery, when they met a psychopath, everyone was afraid.

Song September burned the paper, sighed, and finally walked toward the car, closed the door, stepped on the accelerator, and left the place at one go.

"Prince, she took our car away."

"Well."

The man didn't speak, and his eyes were a little complicated. At last, he turned and looked at two living treasures suspiciously.

"Was song September really the one who abandoned me?"

Two men with one neck.

"It's true."

The man didn't speak any more, several people were shivering by the cold wind, and finally they went back by the helicopter.

After returning home in a daze, song Jiuyue falls directly on the sofa and has no mind to do anything else. Her brain has begun to lose consciousness. She really thinks that she has had a long dream, or a dream in a dream.It was not until the next day that she saw the morning news that a black Bentley was maliciously bombed. The power of the bomb left no remains of the Bentley. Song Jiuyue looked at the surveillance and found that it was the car she had taken to the party last night, and her mind was instantly awake.

If she had come back in her car last night, I'm afraid she would have been blown to pieces. Her pupils would have shrunk, thinking that she had been taken to the cemetery last night. Is brother Yibai really helping her

Her eyes turned red instantly. She ate a little bread in a hurry, and she couldn't eat anything for breakfast. When she went out, she found that the car she was driving was still there. She believed that brother Yibai had let her escape last night. Thinking of what she had promised each other last night, she immediately called out and asked people to buy all the Ming coins in Los Angeles and burn them in Xishan cemetery.

"Is it all burnt?"

"Miss Song, it's all burned up. If you burn it again, the Xishan Mountain will be covered with paper dust. I believe Mr. Chen has received your wish. No one dares to object to his being emperor below for so much money."

Song Jiuyue nodded, still a little uneasy.

"Do you have names on the paper? There are so many tombstones there. What if others rob brother Yibai? "

"Yes, Miss Song. You can rest assured that Sheng Teng's people are working."

Song Jiuyue leaned back in his chair, looked at the ceiling, didn't know what he was thinking, and finally whispered.

"That's good. I don't want him to be wronged there."

No one spoke in the office any more. They only knew about Chen Yibai recently. They could only shake their heads at the thought that he was so young.

"You go out, pay more attention to the people who come down to shengteng recently."