"Fuck you, do it!" Iron Wolf, who had always had a bad temper, would never tolerate this. He pulled off his straight suit jacket with all his strength, threw it to the ground, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Madman, Leopard and the others could no longer hold it in any longer. When they heard Tie Lang's words, they jumped out, grabbed the young man who was the leader, and punched and kicked him.

At this time, the scene suddenly became chaotic. Hundreds of young people were stunned in surprise. Without saying a word, they picked up their sticks and shouted: "What the hell am I going to fight with them!?"

Seeing this, Meng Fan's pupils shrank, and he couldn't control the situation anymore. He gritted his teeth, hesitated, took off his clothes, quickly turned around, threw it to Fang Min and the other girls, and shouted: "You two, go inside and get her."

Go inside, mother, didn’t you hear me?!

"After saying that, he turned around and looked at the young leader who had been beaten just now. He fled out of the chaotic crowd. More than a hundred people beat him like a riot. No one noticed that the young leader was beaten.

After the madman struck twice, he lay down on the ground and tried to escape.

Meng Fan, who was panting heavily, saw the young man's dejected expression and quickly turned his head. He grabbed a man in front of him and kicked the man to the ground. There was a crisp sound and blood spurted out of his mouth.

The iron rod inside fell down with a clatter.

Meng Fan didn't care too much, picked up the stick on the ground, and surrounded the chaotic crowd. The young man had already fled to the door of the funeral parlor. Meng Fan gritted his teeth and ran over in large strides.

"You idiot, you want to run away!?"

"boom……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Fan came up and hit the young man on the back with a sap. The young man was hit unexpectedly, groaned, and fell to the ground without breathing.

Meng Fan strode over, grabbed the man's collar, turned around, and shouted: "Fuck me, stop it, stop it!?"

Just as the roar ended, the chaotic crowd gradually calmed down. Tie Lang punched the young man in his hand and knocked him down. His face was splashed with blood, and he looked over ferociously. Madman, Leopard, Zhang Xuyang, Zhuo Qiang and others also followed suit and stopped.

, looking at Meng Fan blankly.

Meng Fan's chest rose and fell, breathing heavily. He held in his hand the young man who was hit by an iron rod and rolled his eyes. He took two steps towards the crowd and said, "Look, they are your leaders."

Big brother, right? Ah!? I don’t care who instigated you, but today, if I don’t fucking vent my anger for my brother, I, Meng Fan, will be damned.” After saying that, Meng Fan kicked me.

He kicked the young man in his hand to the ground, held the iron rod in his right hand, and smashed it hard towards the young man's head.

"Bang bang bang..."

After dozens of blows to the face, his head was shattered, and streams of white liquid slowly flowed out from the cracks in his skull. The young man had already become unsightly.

Seeing this, more than a hundred young people took a breath of air, secretly surprised, holding the guy's hands, and started to tremble a little.

"Meng Fan, that's enough!?" At this time, Dandan and Nuo Lan walked quickly from the door of the condolence hall, shouting angrily.

Meng Fan ignored it at all and kept hitting the young man's shattered head with the iron rod in his hand.

When Dandan and Nuolan saw this, they quickly trotted forward, grabbed Meng Fan and shouted, "I want you to stop and hear..."

"Get the fuck out of here!?"

Meng Fan's face turned red and his neck was thick. He shook the two women away fiercely and pushed them so hard that they almost lost their balance. His eyes were red, he turned around and pointed at the two women with the iron rod in his hand and shouted.

: "If you fucking touch me, I'll kill you!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Fan kicked away the young man who had died tragically, and walked to the front of the crowd. His face was covered with pus and blood, and there was also a faint trace of brain matter, which was particularly frightening. He was holding the iron bar and looking at everyone ferociously.

The young man shouted: "Those who dare to come here today are all men, and they are all awesome. Now that I have come, I have no explanation. If you want to fucking leave, try it!? Let me tell you, I have been able to do everything since I was a child.

If you are afraid, you are not afraid of risking your life. If you want to leave this gate, you can, then step on my body, you are the master?!"

More than a hundred young people were really frightened by Meng Fan's momentum. They were covered in blood, and the dead young man on the ground had his face covered with blood and flesh. His whole head was hit so hard that he could not distinguish his facial features. He looked special.

scary.

Tie Lang, Leopard, Madman, Zhuo Qiang, Li Zhijun, Zhang Xuyang and others came over one after another, stood around Meng Fan one after another, and blocked the door of the funeral parlor behind them. Dandan and Nuo Lan were also blocked.

Meng Fan was frightened by his behavior just now. At this moment, he stood not far away without saying a word.

"I don't believe you can stop more than a hundred of us?! Brothers, rush out!?" Suddenly, someone shouted from behind the crowd. As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd of hundreds of people still seemed a little commotion.

Meng Fan's pupils tightened and he stared at the source of the sound. His eyes instantly fell on a young man of medium height with a flat head. Seeing this, he grabbed the iron rod in his hand and swung it hard towards the back of the crowd.

Throw it out.

"Woooooooooooo... bang!"

After a whistling sound, the iron rod hit the man who shouted accurately on the head. The people around him subconsciously dispersed. The man groaned, made a sound, covered his head and squatted down.

"Fanzi, I'm coming!" Leopard stopped Meng Fan with one hand, bent down and picked up a brick from the ground, and slowly walked towards the man.

After being hit by the iron rod, he shook his dazed mind, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the leopard approaching with a cold face. He exclaimed and tried to run away. How could the leopard give him a chance?

Teeth, the corners of his mouth squirmed twice, he ran forward, picked up the bricks, and smashed them down hard.

"Snapped……"

The man just straightened up, but before he could escape, he was slapped on the back of his head and fell to the ground. He whimpered and foamed at the corner of his mouth.

The leopard with only one eye looked scary to begin with, but with the ferocious appearance caused by his violent aura, the hundreds of young people around him began to retreat obediently. After all, they were just little gangsters at best, so why not?

It cannot be compared with perverts like Leopard who have been in prison for seven or eight years.

After walking forward, the leopard bent down and grabbed the man's back of the neck, lifted it up from the ground, and spat on the man's face where he had fainted. He looked around with one eye and saw a huge piece of metal lying not far away.

With an idea, he half-carried the man and walked over quickly. The people around him watched helplessly as the leopard took action.

Meng Fan ignored it and shouted: "I don't want to see too much blood. After all, today is my brother's funeral. Tell me honestly, who the hell asked you to do this!??"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were waves of whispering in the crowd. Look at me, I look at you, with a look of reluctance to say anything.

Meng Fan turned to look at the madman and said, "It's time for you to exercise!"

The madman was stunned for a moment, understood instantly, nodded knowingly, walked into the crowd, took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, and shouted: "One minute, the time starts from now. After one minute, either you fight hard or

Wait for us to kill one by one, hundreds of people, don’t think I dare, this is the crematorium?!"

"Ah... don't, don't!"

No matter where, there are always one or two timid and crazy people. As soon as they finished speaking, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of them. His thin body made people wonder if he was developing normally?!

The young man walked out of the crowd obediently, ignoring the hateful looks of his companions around him, lowering his head and biting his lower lip, looking frightened.

The lunatic sneered and raised the corners of his mouth, stepped forward quickly, grabbed the man's shoulders, and said: "It's time for the funeral in the afternoon. Say it quickly and you can leave now!?"

The young man raised his head slightly, looked left and right, with a submissive look, and said in a very soft voice: "Yes... he is a man. I don't know his name. He seems to be very rich. All the policemen in charge here are..."

Was he pushed away!?"

"male?!"

The madman frowned. The first thing he thought of was Feng Tian. He quickly opened his mouth and asked, "Then do you know Feng Tian!?"

"Feng Tian!?"

The young man suddenly raised his head, thought about it and said, "I have seen him!?"

"Is that Feng Tian!?" the madman asked quickly without even thinking!

The young man slowly lowered his head, shook his head and said, "No, I know Brother Tian!?"

The madman’s brows furrowed even more tightly. It’s not Feng Tian, ​​but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t instigated by Feng Tian. The most suspicious person is Feng Tian!? Meng Fan looked at the time anxiously, seeing that the condolence time in the afternoon was about to come.

Becoming more and more anxious.

At this time, the madman looked around, then whispered a few words in the young man's ear. The young man was so frightened that he took two steps back with a look of fear on his face, but he saw the cold face of the madman and the two corpses around him.

, swallowed, nodded, looked at the crowd, and said something to the madman.

The madman nodded with a proud smile, then patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "I'll give you ten minutes, and you can run as far as you can."

"Ah...oh?!" The young man was stunned for a moment, turned around and ran away.

The madman looked around in a dignified manner, then walked to Tie Lang, Leopard, Zhang Xuyang and others, and whispered a few words. Everyone nodded one after another, except Meng Fan who looked at the madman with a blank look on his face.

.

About ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye. The madman turned to look at the seven or eight men of Iron Wolf, then turned around and shouted: "Okay, everyone can leave?!"

After the words fell, the crowd looked at each other in surprise and disbelief. Some of the men closest to the door of the funeral home moved timidly. Seeing that the madman and others really didn't care about leaving, they ran away as soon as they saw their companions leaving.

, the crowd suddenly became confused and began to rush out in a panic.

However, just when the crowd started to become chaotic, the lunatic and Iron Wolf people who had already discussed it quickly stepped forward, grabbed the three young men, and kept them where they were.

"Hey...what are you doing?!" The three young men looked at Tie Lang, Leopard and the others blankly.

"what?!"

The corners of Tie Lang's mouth turned up, and when he saw that the crowd in front of the funeral parlor was running away, he turned around and shouted to his own people: "Get rid of the two corpses on the ground, hurry up,

It just so happens that there are no police here?!"

"Um, Brother Tie Lang, what's going on?!" Meng Fan was still confused.
Chapter completed!