Billionaire God of War

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.

and drilled a hole in the four corners of the burial plot before putting in something to expand the holes. With the press of a button, the expanders forcibly made the four holes larger and

this, it was obviously not his first time doing it, and his degree of familiarity was actually

CRACK!

way with a loud

the concrete away. His eyes slowly lit

"It's really here."

of the

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

was antiquated

the wooden box out when suddenly he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. A wooden bat

BAM!

clutched his head and collapsed onto the

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go of the wooden bat in his hands. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt

became a little frantic when he saw the fresh blood on the wooden bat.

was very frightening. Anxiety, panic, terror and a paleness

The demons are out! The demons are out!" shouted the cemetery caretaker loudly in a

After some time.

regained consciousness and touched the back of his head. He yelped in pain and

"Damn it..."