"Thank you from the family!" Seeing Secretary Xiao and Bureau Fei bowing, the driver shouted in a loud voice.

Hao Ran, who was lying on the ground, was still crying. He had no idea who was going to express condolences and who was going to bow?! Secretary Xiao and Bureau Fei walked up to Hao Ran and patted Hao Ran on the shoulder, and then walked to Meng Fan one after another.

, mouth tightened, shook hands with each other without saying anything, just nodded, then turned and left.

Secretary Xiao's plain action was tantamount to a heavy blow to the other people who came to express condolences. When the Municipal Party Committee Secretary came to express condolences for the deceased, people could not help but become suspicious.

After Secretary Xiao and Director Fei left, the condolence hall was still overcrowded, with people coming and going until it was time for dinner at around two o'clock in the afternoon, when the meeting stopped.

Most of the morning, some important officials from the Binjiang Municipal Government came to express their condolences. After their busy work, most of them went home one after another. Meng Fan and others were eating, and Hao Ran kept crying, which made people start to worry about her health.

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"Ouch, who's family is so grand!?" At this time, seven or eight young people walking around walked in front of the funeral home. They were all dressed in shabby clothes, and they didn't look like good people at first glance.

"Fanzi, what is this for!?" Tie Lang asked with a frown as he just took a bite of the steamed bun.

Meng Fan shook his head and ignored it. He ate and said, "I don't know. Let's take a look first. Don't go overboard. Is nothing wrong!?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded, said nothing, and continued to eat with their heads down.

Seven or eight young people pushed each other into the auditorium. Meng Fan signaled not to stop them. He wanted to see what they were going to do!? A young man in the lead arrogantly cheered the elegiac couplet on the wreath and grinned teasingly.

He made a tut-tsk sound, then pointed at the wreath and said, "Look, look, how majestic it is?!"

"Damn it, why don't you just die? It's like getting married?!" another young man echoed.

Meng Fan slowly stopped chewing his lips and glanced at Feng Wei. Feng Wei understood, stood up, put down his chopsticks, took a bite all over his head, walked over and asked: "What do you guys do!?"

"For what?"

The young man at the head smiled scornfully, then pointed at the other people around him and said, "Are you blind or something? It's nothing else. Brother, I am in charge of the crematorium. I'm here to ask for two small coins. Brothers.

I haven’t eaten for several days, and seeing how grand you are, you won’t care about such a small amount of money, right!?”

Hearing this, Meng Fan distractedly waved his hand to Feng Wei, signaling him to give it to him, not wanting to disturb Hao Yu's funeral. Feng Wei touched his pocket and asked, "How much do you want!?"

The young man at the head was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect to be so happy. He seemed to be wealthy. After thinking for a while, he slowly stretched out three fingers and said, "This number?!"

Feng Weigang touched the change in his pocket and exclaimed in surprise: "How much?! Three thousand?!"

"nonono..."

The leading young man waved his hand and said slowly: "Thirty thousand?! I think these brothers are all affiliated with powerful forces. It is impossible for them to compare such a small amount of money, right!?"

Feng Wei became angry all of a sudden, took a deep breath, shrank his pupils and said, "Fuck you, tell me that again?!"

"Viagra?!"

At this time, Meng Fan stepped forward, feeling strange in his heart. With the few little ones in front of him, he would never dare to open such a big mouth to himself. He turned around and asked, "Do you want 30,000? Okay, I can give it to you.

I just don’t know if you have the Flower of Life?!”

"Oh, hey, you're trying to scare me, I'm scared, you know that!?"

The leading young man obviously didn't take Meng Fan's words seriously, and said with a sneer: "I tell you, if you want to have a safe funeral on my territory and send your brother to the west, you must pay me well."

, nothing will happen, otherwise?!"

"What else!?"

Meng Fan was a little angry, and said with a gloomy expression. The leading young man frowned, looked at the other people, and then said: "I know your name is Meng Fan, right? You are very powerful in our city, but there is a world outside the world.

There are people outside, and this place no longer belongs to Binjiang City, so you’d better follow my rules!?”

Meng Fan took a deep breath, feeling really helpless. It would be absolutely inappropriate to take action in front of the mourning hall. Otherwise, the people in front of him would be too arrogant.

Madman, Zhang Xuyang and the other people who were eating didn't care. They got up and walked over one after another, wiping their mouths, and some wanted to start a fight.

"Oh, what's the matter, you still want to take action?"

The young man smiled disdainfully, pointed at Meng Fan and the others and said, "Let me tell you Meng Fan, for the last time, give it or not!?"

"You fucking call me one more time, I'll kill you?!" Leopard suddenly became angry, quickly grabbed the young man's collar, and said ferociously.

The young man was obviously not afraid of trouble. The people around him wanted to take action, so they stretched out their arms to stop the leopard, patted the leopard on the shoulder and said: "I'll count to three, let go, give me the money, it's okay, do you hear me!?"

Meng Fan, Madman, Tie Lang and others suddenly laughed because they really didn’t know what made the young men in front of them so arrogant. They said in a dumbfounded voice: "Leopard, let go first!?"

Leopard Zi was unwilling to give up. He had a bad temper developed in prison. He didn't listen to Meng Fan and punched him.

"boom……"

"How dare you fucking do it?!" The young man who was beaten staggered and said in disbelief. Then he put his hand to his mouth and whistled loudly.

Seeing this, Meng Fan's expression changed, and he shouted, "It's not good." After he finished his words, hundreds of young people rushed up outside the funeral home. Everyone was holding sticks and sticks. They were obviously prepared!?

Seeing this, Meng Fan frowned. He suddenly became angry, making a funeral!? He took a deep breath, endured it for a while, and pretended to be calm and said: "Man, it seems that you really want to make a fuss, right? I asked

Just tell me, let’s talk about it after my brother’s funeral is over, okay!?”

"no!?"

The young man covered the corner of his mouth that was bleeding from the leopard, and said coldly: "I tell you Meng Fan, this is my place. The funeral parlor and crematorium are all under my control. If I don't give you money, if you want to hold a funeral, you

Who the hell do you think you are!?"

ps: I’m really helpless. I haven’t given any explanation and haven’t called you yet. I really have no choice but to work for everyone in the Internet cafe. However, I swear I will update six times a day next week and keep updating for a whole week.
Chapter completed!