Lin Hao trembled and took the photo, and tears couldn't help gushing out: "It's mom."

Miller Garcia sighed, looked at him and said, "Do you know why those people want to kill you?"

Lin Hao shook his head: "I don't know those people at all. After hearing the news of my mother's death, I went back to my hometown and took some things away. Since then, people have come to the door almost every day. Now, it is only every once in a while." Said, and a few tears rustled down.

Sherry's brow frowned. "What are they?"

Lin Hao looked up and his eyes were slightly deep: "It's just some...