Noble God of War

Who have you met?
Have you met the people behind Xinye Group?
It doesn't seem to be.

Di Cheng straightened up, "Excuse me, I'm leaving."

Seeing that Di Cheng was leaving, David didn't respond at all.

"My lord, do you just let him go like this?"

David shook his head.

keep them?

Can you stay?Even if you can, what can you do if you keep it?
Their winning opponent is Xinye Group, and Di Cheng is only serving Xinye Group.

In other words, he is a dog over there, what problem can be solved by killing a dog?

And Di Cheng has a big brother behind him.

It must not be easy for this person to subdue Di Cheng.

"Hey, it seems that I am really wrong."

"One wrong step, wrong step by step, the more wrong the more outrageous."

David muttered to himself in annoyance, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Go back." David ordered, and a dozen people quickly got into the car.

But in a short while, the two groups of people all left, and the place returned to its original appearance.

As soon as David got home, he locked himself in the study and didn't come out all day.

He sat there, motionless like a statue.

There will be a day when I will be so underestimated, and the other party is still an unknown guy.

David really couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"My lord, this is all the information about Xinye Group."

It was only now that he was really shocked that Xinye Group had become such a colossus in just one year.

"How is this possible? This is something that an ordinary company can do."

"Who is the big brother that Di Cheng is talking about?"

David couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

The feeling of being trapped is really uncomfortable.

I am afraid that the other party will slowly close the net soon.

"It's really a headache!"

Looking at his men who bowed their heads and didn't dare to answer, David waved them all out.

After a long time, David slammed his fist on the table, and the water glass was shaken violently.

"I need chips!"

As soon as these words came out, a voice came from the darkness.

"Would you like to take out another page?"

"I want it!" David nodded. "I need this bargaining chip. I'm afraid I won't be able to find that page last time."

"As the rumors say, once the people from the East get involved, we'll have nothing to do with it."

His face became more and more twisted, and he looked really perverted.

"Although I don't know what New Leaf Group wants commercially, they definitely have ideas about boxing music."

"Okay, I'll do it."

The voice from the darkness was still low.

"No, this time I decided to go by myself."

David shook his head, "I have the password to the cemetery, so I'll go there myself."

This time, in the dark, there was no response.

David got up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the stars outside flickered in the dark night.

The car sped by, and David was the only one in the car, and he didn't bring any bodyguards.

He was driving fast, but he couldn't help thinking about things.

Soon arrived at the cemetery, David parked the car.

There are some tools in the trunk, and there are some mud on the tools.

Obviously, these things have been used before.

"You are here again."

A drunken voice came from behind.

David didn't look back, but continued to organize his tools.

"I must come."

"If you keep doing this kind of thing, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"We in the West don't have that kind of talk."

With a sack on his back and a shovel in his hand, David glanced back at the tomb guard with disheveled hair.

"Except for benefits, everything else is a handful of loess, isn't it?"

"Where are the gods and demons, there are only money and status."

After finishing speaking, David walked into the cemetery on his own, as if he had entered the land of no one.

The mausoleum guard didn't stop him, he just sighed and turned his head to leave.

David was chanting words in the cemetery, as if he was calculating something.

This Nuoda cemetery is like a crisscross chessboard.

After walking a few steps, David had to stop to choose his direction.

As he walked, he calculated the direction and distance of the route. Obviously, this was the password of the cemetery in his mouth.

After a long time, David stopped again.

When he looked down at the tombstone, David was obviously taken aback.

He knew the person on the tombstone.

"I didn't expect to let you here."

David's expression quickly disappeared. He stared at the tombstone and took out a bottle of wine from the sack.

Then David sprinkled the wine neatly in front of the tombstone, which was considered polite.

"Now is the time for you to pay for the Allen family."

"For the glory of the family, for the stability and peace of the underground world, you have paid a lot, and you are still paying for this goal now. I thank you on behalf of the nobles."

After David finished speaking, he walked around behind the tombstone with tools.

The not-so-big tomb was poured and solidified with cement all around, making it extremely hard.

David took out the electric drill and skillfully drilled holes around it. Then he inserted the expander and pressed the button. The four corners were stretched and many cracks popped out.

His movements are very skilled, and it is not the first time he has done this.

With a crisp sound, the cement was directly pried away.

Wearing gloves, David pulled away the mud and inspected it carefully. When he saw the leaking metallic luster, his eyes lit up instantly.

"It's really here."

That means that he did not make a mistake in his calculation, and the last page of boxing manual pointed to by the password of the cemetery is in this tomb.

David quickly searched the surroundings and found nothing unusual.

He quickly cleaned up all the surrounding cement blocks, found the metal box, and quickly entered a string of codes on the code lock.

Click, the box opened.

There is also a wooden box lying inside the metal box, which exudes a simple atmosphere. It has been weather-beaten, and it seems to have experienced at least a hundred years.

Just as he was about to reach out, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck, and he was knocked unconscious.

Before David could react, he fell down.

"I can't ask you to let the demon out again."

It was the voice of the mausoleum guard.

His eyes were full of fear and ferocity. He watched David fall to the ground before he let go of the wooden stick in his hand.

Then in a hurry, he grabbed the box and ran away.

He seemed to be really hugging the demon, tense, frightened, flustered, and pale.

"Ah, the devil is out, the devil is out."

The mausoleum guard frantically hugged the box, shouted and fled.

It took a long time for David to get up from the ground, with a dull pain in the back of his head, and he was still bleeding when he touched it with his hands.

"Damn."

David never expected that the boxing score he took out would be snatched away by that crazy old man.

But now the cemetery is empty, and there is no shadow of the mausoleum guard.

"Why are you so messed up, don't let me catch you! Otherwise, you'll look good."

David cursed as he held the wound.

This page of boxing records is the biggest bargaining chip of the Allen family, so it can't just be lost.

"Hurry up and find the guardian of the cemetery. He won't be far away. He must still be in Western Europe right now. All routes are blocked and he cannot be allowed to escape."