"Okay, you all should go and do whatever you are supposed to do, then leave!"

When Aunt Ma arrived, everyone immediately dispersed faster than when they arrived, as if they were afraid that Aunt Ma would catch them if they walked slower.

After witnessing the departure of these tribesmen who had failed to achieve anything but failed, Ma Ergu breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to take the mobile phone that Ma Bopeng had been holding for a long time.

"how so!"

When she learned that the back garden was now shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible for ordinary people to enter, she saw the traces of Mr. Ma and his bodyguards at the bottom of the message.

Their group is the last group of Ma clan members who have seen the head of the Ma family with their own eyes today.

In other words, Master Ma is very likely still in the back garden!

"Bo Peng, you need to know one thing. Your uncle has no descendants."

Before Ma Ergu left, she looked at Ma Bopeng meaningfully and said these words.

After Aunt Ma left, Ma Bopeng was the only one left in this huge hall.

When he came back to his senses, he found that there was no one else around him, and the ecstasy that spread from his eyes to his face gradually became his main color.

It seemed that this scene satisfied the person hiding in the dark. A small rustling sound was heard, and then the black shadow hidden in the dark disappeared.

At this time, Ma Ergu was leading a group of people to the entrance of the back garden.

To be precise, it should be said that the entire group of them was staring blankly at the thick fog in front of them, and no one dared to ask to go through.

On the ground not far in front of them, on the other side shrouded in fog, there was a pool of blood mixed with a pile of bones.

At this time, someone suddenly approached Ma Ergu and whispered about the strangeness over there.

"Second aunt, that should be the owner's dog!"

"Ah this..."

Apart from blood stains and extremely clean bones on the ground, can anyone tell who this thing belongs to?

Ma Ergu glanced at the junior next to her with a complicated expression. Either this brat regarded her as a fool, or he was a fool.

The overly obvious inner activities were also clearly visible to the young man who was close to Ma Ergu, and he hesitated uncontrollably at the corner of his mouth.

He had no choice but to turn back to the back of the crowd and took a metal toy knife from a child's hand.

The young man walked silently towards the back garden shrouded in thick fog with a toy knife. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, he squatted down slightly, stretched out his arm and waved it cautiously. Finally, it was a dirty metal sign. Hanging on the short knife.

"Look!"

Following the man's words, the eyes of almost everyone present were attracted to the metal sign that shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

There are still knowledgeable people in the crowd.

"Eh? Isn't this the dog tag of the owner's dog?"

"Good guy, if this sign belongs to that dog, then the pool of blood and bones on the ground could be..."

Some people who are quick-thinking have already guessed this result, but if this person hadn't directly explained it publicly, those who are duller have not forgotten to think about it.

At this moment, everyone shrank subconsciously and moved involuntarily in a new direction among the crowd.

A chill ran down my back. These four words may be the common feeling of these people after seeing this scene.

"You...you're fine."

Ma Ergu looked at the young man who exposed this matter with a complicated expression, hesitated and finally expressed her opinion calmly.

Although she had chosen to bet on Ma Bopeng before coming here, such behavior was not enough to restrain Ma Ergu's idea of ​​​​betting on someone else.

Only a quick mind can survive in the Ma family, which is becoming more and more difficult today.

"Little table, why are you robbing a child's things? Is there something wrong with that thick fog?"

In the crowd, a not-so-pleasant voice suddenly came.

As soon as this person opened his mouth, it was as if he had eaten several tons of rocks alive and drank them down with strong liquor, otherwise his throat would never have been cut into such an unpleasant state.

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