At the Lei residence in Hong Kong, an ice casket was placed in the living room. The man in the casket was dressed in a neat shroud, but his eyes were wide open.
There were countless people standing around the casket while a dead silence filled the atmosphere!
"Can'er!"
Lei Feihu, who was dressed in a black robe, stood before the casket and looked at the man in it. He could not stop shaking. "Don't worry. As your father, I will definitely avenge you. I'm not a man if I don't kill Mad Southern Ye in this life!"
He stretched his arm into the casket as he spoke and closed the eyes of the man in it, so the glaring eyes were shut.
A muscular man, who was standing by the side, was shocked to see that. Before this, they had used countless ways but failed to close Lei Can's eyes. His eyes would open again as soon as they shut them.
The young master had died an unjust death!
