The cemetery caretaker watched Reagan walk away with a burning look in his eyes, but didn't say anything. He just sighed, shook his head and left. Reagan walked into the cemetery and mumbled continuously to himself as if he was trying to calculate something.

The huge cemetery was like a chessboard and had pieces on a grid.

Reagan took a few steps, stopped, and had to choose whether to move forward, backwards or turn left, or turn right.

He continued to walk like this as he calculated the route and the distance. This was obviously the code of the cemetery that he was talking about.

After a long time.

Reagan stopped in front of a gravestone and looked down. He knew the person buried here.

"I'm surprised it's with you."

Reagan looked at the gravestone, then poured a bottle of wine in front of the gravestone as a way paying his respects.

"You've contributed greatly to ensure the Salo clan's prestige, stability and peace within the Third World. Even though you're dead, you're still contributing towards this goal. I thank you on behalf of the clan." "So now, it's time for you to continue your contributions."

There was no reverence on his face at all as he said these words. Once he finished his spiel, he took his tools and went behind the gravestone.

The grave itself wasn't too large, and it was very solid since it had been cemented.

before putting in something to expand the holes. With the press of a button, the expanders forcibly made the four holes larger

his first time doing it, and his degree of familiarity was

CRACK!

way

his gloves and pushed the concrete away. His eyes slowly lit up when

"It's really here."

according to the directions of

cautiously to make sure that there was nobody around. He quickly cleaned up the cement around him, then found the combination lock to the

the box to find another wooden box. This wooden box was antiquated

felt a sharp pain at the back of his head.

BAM!

head and collapsed onto the

can't let you release

the

wooden bat in

little frantic when he saw the fresh blood on the wooden bat. He quickly grabbed the wooden

was holding something that was very

The demons are out! The demons are out!" shouted the cemetery caretaker loudly in a crazed voice as he clutched

After some time.

and touched the back of his head. He yelped in

"Damn it..."

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