The wealthy lady is very rebellious, and the vest she carries with her is as fierce as a tiger

With Jiang Yin's ability, it was very easy to avoid the Zhou family.

Jiang Yin showed a calculating smile, "Luring them to the bait naturally has my purpose."

Before Ji Ze could ask any questions, screams from the crowd suddenly came from the direction of the dance floor.

Someone yelled: "It seems someone died suddenly."

The noisy and exciting music suddenly stopped, and the men and women who were twisting and reveling quickly dispersed on the dance floor.

The young girl squatted beside her male companion who fell to the ground and cried loudly.

The nightclub staff responded quickly and called the hospital for emergency services.

Jiang Yin put on a mask, walked toward the crowd, stretched out two fingers to pinch the patient's wrist.

At this time, the patient's breath was weak, his face turned purple, and he was lying on the ground like a dead person.

The girl was still so frightened that she cried and shouted: "Minghao, wake up, wake up quickly, don't scare me."

Jiang Yin scolded impatiently, "He's not dead yet. Why don't you cry."

The girl was so frightened that she lost her voice.

Jiang Yin asked the girl while checking her pulse, "Does he have a heart disease?"

The girl shook her head, "I don't know. I was dancing on the dance floor and he suddenly said that his chest was congested. Before I asked him what was going on, he, he became like this."

Jiang Yin didn't ask any further and tore open the man's shirt, exposing his chest.

She flicked the rotating pen she carried with her, and a handful of thin silver needles poured out from the end.

In full view of everyone, Jiang Yin inserted the silver needle into each of the man's acupuncture points with neat movements.

The originally noisy nightclub was now so quiet that you could hear the needle drop.

Everyone is curious about what this girl with a slim figure and a mask is doing.

Ji Ze followed Jiang Yin over and ordered the crowd, "Spread out and keep the air flowing. Asen, how long until the ambulance arrives?"

The waiter who was named quickly replied: "Five minutes at most."

As the silver needles were inserted into acupuncture points one after another, the man lying on the ground coughed without warning.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, causing the crowd to scream.

The man took a deep breath and looked at the onlookers with a blank expression.

The scream of an ambulance could be heard outside the nightclub.

It only took Jiang Yin less than three seconds to withdraw all the silver needles on the man's acupuncture points.

Medical staff swarmed over and asked about the man's condition.

The man who was helped up touched his chest and said, "I was suffocating just now because of the blockage here, but now it doesn't seem so uncomfortable.

Someone suddenly realized, "The girl wearing the mask knows medical skills."

"Hey, where is she?"

When the people who reacted tried to look for Jiang Yin, she had already disappeared.

The next day is the 49-day festival of Bai Yanchen's father, Bai Yaozong.

According to the rules passed down by the ancestors of the Bai family, when the previous head of the family dies, the current head of the family should lead his clan members to worship at the private cemetery of the Bai family.

The ancestors of the Bai family are buried in the cemetery. It is surrounded by mountains and has excellent Feng Shui. It is a treasure place selected by several Feng Shui masters for the Bai family.

There are hundreds of black luxury cars parked at the entrance of the cemetery.

Bai Yanchen, dressed in solemn black, walked at the front, with two personal assistants, Han Jun and Wen Ye, on the left and right.

Behind him were twenty bodyguards in black.

Looking back, hundreds of Bai clan members, all dressed in black, stood in an orderly manner at a distance, waiting for the worship ceremony to begin.

Following the command from the master of ceremonies, Bai Yanchen knelt down in front of the tombstone to pay homage to the deceased.

As soon as he knelt down, hundreds of people behind him followed suit and knelt on the ground.

The worship ceremony is not complicated, just kowtow, burn incense and sprinkle paper money.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner...

As the master of ceremonies finished the ceremony, the worship ceremony ended, and the entire cemetery was shrouded in paper money floating all over the sky.

Bai Yanchen, who is [-] meters tall, has a slender figure and handsome appearance, and is dressed in solemn black, which adds to his murderous aura.

He looked at everyone like a king, "I think you all already know that my father died in a car accident."

"On the surface, it looks like an ordinary car accident. Looking into the reasons, I don't believe that this kind of thing would happen to the head of the Bai family."

Bai Yanchen's voice was rich, and every word he said was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

He stood in a high position, overlooking the crowd in the cemetery.

"On the day my father was buried, I swore that I would bring his real culprits to justice before the big ceremony on the 49th."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they all speculated who the murderer was who killed the previous head of the family.

Bai Yanchen's sharp gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one.

"I will give you a chance to surrender. As long as you admit your original crime, I will waive the clan rules and give you a lighter sentence."

Bai Yanchen responded with an eerie silence.

Who dares to bear the responsibility of killing the head of the family?

Seeing that no one stood up, Bai Yanchen sneered: "I gave you a chance, and it's only once. If you miss it, don't blame me for being unkind."

He winked at Wenye, and Wenye snapped his fingers in a direction not far away.

After a while, two tall bodyguards turned a middle-aged man to this side.

One of them kicked him in the knee, and the man knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

Someone soon recognized this person's identity as the driver of the previous head of the family, Bai Yaozong.

The driver rolled and crawled towards Bai Yanchen, "Master Qi, I know everything, I really don't know anything. Please let me go, let me go."

Before he even got close to Bai Yanchen, the driver was stepped on the back by Wen Ye.

Bai Yanchen was indifferent to the driver's plea and only uttered a few words coldly, "My father cannot die unjustly."

The driver was trampled so hard that he couldn't move. He just kept crying and begging for mercy, and his saliva seemed to spatter on the photo of the tombstone.

Bai Yanchen: "He is too noisy."

Wen Ye waved his palm and easily removed the driver's chin.

As soon as his jaw dropped, the driver could only scream.

The Bai clan members who witnessed all this held their breath, and no one dared to say a word on such an occasion.

Bai Yanchen took out the silk scarf and gently wiped it on his father's photo.

While wiping, he said: "Since you don't know anything, just go and be buried with the master you once served."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jun pressed a remote control button.

With a rumbling sound, a dug earth pit appeared next to Bai Yaozong's huge tombstone.

As the driver screamed in terror, he was kicked into the pit by Wen Ye.

Bai Yanchen ordered lightly, "It's not good for the protector. Bury him alive."

The driver was frightened and wanted to say something.

More than a dozen bodyguards did not give him a chance to breathe. They picked up their tools and started burying soil in the pit one after another.

Everyone in the Bai clan who saw this scene was so frightened that their hearts burst.

He is worthy of being the heir handpicked by the old man. His momentum and methods are even more terrifying than when the old man was alive.

I don’t know who had the guts to say in the crowd: “It is against the law to bury people alive.”

Bai Yanchen looked at the speaker with evil eyes, "Second brother, are you teaching me how to behave?"