Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

Su Nan looked at these people, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

suddenly.

Chen Yan sat to the side when his phone rang.

After taking out my phone and answering, I heard Lao Jiu say on the other end, "We've arrived!"

Chen Yan hummed in agreement and asked, "Did the fish go?"

"They're here."

"Then let's begin according to the plan."

"it is good."

After Chen Yan hung up the phone, he looked up and saw Hei Xiazi, Zhang Qiling, and Su Nan all looking at him.

Chen Yan raised an eyebrow: "What are you looking at?"

Hei Xiazi squeezed next to Chen Yan and sat down, lowering his voice to ask, "Fourth Master, tell me, you said before that someone was protecting you. Does that mean we have people behind you too?"

Zhang Qiling and Su Nan, who were standing nearby, also wanted to know, but Chen Yan smiled meaningfully and said, "Of course."

Su Nan fell silent, sighing inwardly. This Chen Yan was too thorough in his actions. He led a group of men in the open to attract the attention of those behind him, and then had another group of men following behind to protect him.

It would be a miracle if the Wang family could win against someone like that.

However, Zhang Qiling and the other two thought that Chen Yan meant that he was bringing people with him, but little did they know that Chen Yan was not referring to his own people at all.

In the distance from the Wang family's headquarters, a group of blond-haired, blue-eyed people stood watching the commotion with military binoculars.

The moment Emron saw Chen Yan's face, his eyes darkened slightly, and the cigarette butt in his mouth fell to the ground.

He muttered a curse under his breath, and his subordinate asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Emron took a deep breath and said, "Pass on my order: no one is allowed to touch the first group that went in. Focus on the second group that went in, and keep them on their toes."

The subordinate asked in confusion, "Boss, those guys have weapons and firepower. Shouldn't we take them out first?"

"Fuck your ass!"

Enraged, Emron turned and slammed his binoculars onto his men's helmets, yelling, "Do as I say! If any of you dare lay a finger on those armed men and get me killed, I'll take you all down with me!"

Emron, his men too beaten to speak, turned to look at the young godfather in the distance. He had once considered siding with him.

But my status at the time was too low; I was not worthy to appear before the Godfather.

Emron recalled the first and only time he met Chen Yan.

The thirteen-year-old godfather was as pale as paper, but his eyes were so bright they could see right through people. Behind him followed Ninth Master, who held an umbrella to shield him from the rain.

Dressed in a well-tailored black suit, with a signet ring on his finger symbolizing the Godfather, he walked with firm and powerful strides.

He was just one of the people maintaining order and on guard at the time.

But he was lucky; he happened to be standing at the entrance to the passageway leading to the Godfather's tombstone.

Emron still remembers that when they knelt down on one knee, this frail young godfather, whom everyone thought was weak at the time, got out of the car and walked step by step toward the cemetery.

She secretly glanced up and met the gaze of the young godfather.

Emron's heart still skips a beat whenever he thinks about that look in his eyes.

Determination, arrogance—these words seem to contain countless meanings, but they all converge into three: You disagree.

Ever since Emron saw the look in Chen Yan's eyes, he has been tossing and turning in his dreams day and night. That look ignited a passion within him.

Follow him!

That was his godfather.

His godfather!

Driven by this idea, and in order to become a member of the Godfather's inner circle, Emron trained relentlessly, desperately completing tasks in an attempt to climb the ranks.

But before he could climb high enough, the young godfather left a message.

died.

he died.

Emron was even depressed for half a year because of this news.

Until he received this assignment and met the young godfather again.

Emron knew that his men were no longer trustworthy.

Because they're here to deal with the Godfather, what Bonano Leo? He doesn't know him!

Emron's only loyal godfather is named Bonano Matteo!

If Emron hadn't been afraid of endangering his godfather, he would have dropped his gun and rushed towards him to show his loyalty.

Suppressing his inner excitement, Emron forced a straight face, afraid that his men would discover his thoughts and bring danger to the Godfather.

Meanwhile, not far away, at the Wang family's headquarters.

Chen Yan was tired. He hadn't rested for a day and a night. He could still hold on, but he felt mentally exhausted.

So Chen Yan simply said, "You guys do as you please, I'll find a room to sleep for a while."

As he spoke, Chen Yan got up. Su looked at Chen Yan in disbelief. "No, big brother, you're actually sleeping in the Wang family's headquarters?"

Are you serious?

Aren't you afraid that I'll take this opportunity to send a message to Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang will launch a surprise attack and take you down?

Chen Yan was naturally unafraid and leisurely walked into the Wang family's building. Zhang Qiling followed him in, while Hei Xiazi stayed outside to keep an eye on Su Nan.

The men also diligently guarded the surrounding area. It's not that they're bragging, but with their godfather's abilities, this rabble couldn't possibly kill him even if they launched a sneak attack.

Chen Yan casually pushed open a door, glanced inside, and raised an eyebrow: "Looks like the Wang family is treating you well; you even have a private room."

After Zhang Qiling followed him in, he closed the door. Chen Yan lazily lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and mumbled, "Little mute, are you sleeping?"

"No, you go to sleep, I'll stay here."

Zhang Qiling sat to the side, looking around at the room's layout, and Chen Yan quickly fell into a light sleep.

After Zhang Qiling had looked around the entire room, her gaze returned to Chen Yan's face.

Zhang Qiling looked at Chen Yan, wondering what Chen Yan was planning to do.

He kept guessing along the way, but he couldn't figure out what Chen Yan's next plan was.

He didn't understand. Chen Yan wanted Wu Xie to go into a tomb? What tomb? What would they do there?

Zhang Qiling stared at Chen Yan's face, already lost in her own thoughts.

Hei Xiazi sent people to look for food, but unfortunately, there wasn't any. What the Wang family had left behind before they fled had all gone bad.

"Sigh, we'll have to eat dry rations now."

Black Bear muttered to himself, took out some dry rations from his backpack, glanced at Su Nan, and held out a piece: "Want some?"

Su Nan took it without any hesitation, opened it and started eating. Hei Xiazi watched Su Nan eat with a smile.

"Any more? Do you want more?"

Su Nan ate three pieces of dry rations and drank half a pot of water before finally feeling full.

Black Bear asked, "Are you full?"

"Um."

next second.

Chen Yan's voice came from behind them: "You're full, so I guess you can't eat any more hot pot, right?"

hot pot?

What kind of hot pot?