It can be said that this family has experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs and is well versed in the way of survival.

But if survival continues in this way, will it lose its meaning?

Just like the local rich people on the land of the Three Jin Dynasty during the Ming and Qing dynasties, although they were all hidden deep, fortunately they also lived the lives of secular rich people. Not like the family in front of them, they squeezed the living space of living people into the cemetery of the dead.

Feng Ying felt that in addition to the need for concealment and survival, perhaps the patriarch of this family might also have some psychological problems. This is a disease and needs to be cured.

This cemetery is not small in size and is remote in location - obviously this thing cannot be located in a prosperous area. On the green grass, the rows of white crosses have a feeling of overwhelming overwhelming, which makes people dizzy. There are some big trees planted in it, but they are not dense, and they are more like embellishments on a vast cemetery.

To the north of this cemetery are two white Western-style buildings, one two-story and one three-story. Perhaps for this inconspicuous cemetery, this so-called management agency is the only one that is a bit unusual - the office area seems a little larger.

But this is a private industry, a private industry approved by the government. The office area is a little larger and no one else can control it. Moreover, the small building behind it does not look like an office area, but outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Here, private property is sacred and inviolable. As long as the owner does not allow him to step into a private residence, even if the president steps into a private residence, he may be driven out with a gun. Therefore, even if this place is a little abnormal, others have no right to interfere.

Besides, in the eyes of normal people, how many people who do deadly business are normal? They are a bit weird and eccentric, and it doesn't seem to make people feel strange.

The two-story building behind is exactly where the woman entered. The two guards at the door communicated with her briefly, and she passed the three-story office area in front and hid into the two-story building behind.

Feng Ying concluded that it was naturally the residence of the major shareholder of Datong Money Bank, and it was also the core of the entire family.

It's still five o'clock in the afternoon, so it's not suitable to sneak in. Fengying has been hiding on a big tree hundreds of meters away from the cemetery. The trees are dense, and even if someone passes by below, it's hard to imagine that there are still people hiding above his head.

He just needs to observe here and see that the woman will not leave again. If he leaves, Fengying will let his disciples secretly monitor the woman, while Fengying himself waits for darkness to go to the two-story building behind the cemetery to investigate.

However, the woman did not come out. From a distance, she saw that the woman walked out of the two-story building and reached the three-story building in front. Until dinner time, she never appeared again.

It was not until after nine o'clock in the evening that the woman appeared again, but returned to the second-story building behind.

Fengying guessed that in the afternoon, the woman would not have the chance to report to her master. It was not until now that she was allowed to go in?

But no matter what, Feng Ying no longer needs to wait. Although there were still scattered lights in the two buildings, he couldn't stop him from entering lightly.

Fengying is really like the wind. Fengying, dressed in black, took out a special mask from her arms and jumped down from the big tree. After observing the tree for several hours, he had long seen through the secret whistle and the like that might exist in the entire cemetery. He had long seen through it at first sight and was familiar with it. This is the instinct of a top killer, and there is no doubt.

Then he sneaked in, stopped and went in. In just a few hundred meters, it took him fifteen minutes. If he had run with all his strength, he could do it in a few seconds. From this, it can be seen that Feng Ying was quite cautious. Because he could also feel that the closer he was to this place, the greater the threat in his heart.

Especially on the roofs of the two buildings, if there were no group of gunmen ambushing at night, Feng Ying would rather twist his head off as a urinal. The defense here is very strong, no less than the Datong money house in Shanghai.

Moreover, the cemetery is already wide and even brighter outside the cemetery. From the woods that Fengying lurked at the beginning to the periphery of the cemetery, it is a distance of nearly 500 meters. With this 500 meters alone, if Fengying does not have the level of Fengying, it will be difficult to penetrate the surveillance of a large number of gunmen.

It was difficult for Fengying to enter this ghost place (a real "ghost place") but it was also safe. After going through all the troubles and entering the interior of the two-story building, Fengying felt a new visual impact - the decoration and layout here were simply too alternative.

Outside, this small building is a pure white Western-style building, which is not surprising at all. However, the furnishings inside the small building are all authentic Chinese styles. And many things are all antiques from the old age. It is inevitable that they are valuable, but a quiet oriental style, coupled with few people in the entire small building, makes a killer king like Fengying feel that this place is really gloomy.

Fortunately, there was a sound, someone's movement. Fengying suddenly heard a yell from the upper floor. Moreover, it was like an elderly woman. Then there was the sound of tea cup breaking.

Fengying was about to go upstairs along the wooden stairs, but after walking a few steps, he realized that the person above was about to come down!

So, Fengying grabbed the handrail with one hand and jumped lightly, and quietly landed outside the stairs. However, time was a little urgent, so he could only turn around and hide under the wooden stairs. This is a visual blind spot, the easiest place to lurk.

Immediately afterwards, the footsteps of three people rang upstairs, one heavy and two light. One of them actually had the sound of a pounding crutch on the ground. This should be the old woman.

After a while, the three of them walked down the stairs and fell above Feng Ying's head. Feng Ying just suddenly showed up and immediately took it back, but in this moment he remembered the appearance of the two people, which was also a super memory that a top killer must have. The appearance of the third person is not necessary, because the third person is the woman he followed along the way.

The younger of the two was a man, and the more steady footsteps were. He was of medium figure, Chinese, but he had a Western temperament. He was meticulous in his suit and tie, and his hair was combed like a dog. This man was in his forties, and when he was young, he might be a playboy. But now he looked more like a guy with a bit of Italian gangster family.

Fengying guessed that this person was probably the head of the major shareholder family of Datong Money Bank.

As for the one holding the crutch, it was an old woman. She was probably at least seventy years old, but her legs were pretty good. Her face had inevitably aging with the passage of time. But if you only look at the facial features and outlines, you might be more beautiful when you were young.
Chapter completed!