My Super Black Technology Empire

"Compensation? Haha." Cai Kun also sneered, and pulled out a dagger from the knife sleeve on his leg, and cut the rope with one knife. Wang Fugui saw Yuan Hua on his body and walked towards Ye Fan.

At this moment, dozens of other young people also followed up when they saw this, with some unkind eyes in their eyes, holding hoes and other tools in their hands, as if they were going to fight.

"Want to fight?" Cai Kun looked at those people coldly. As one of the insiders who had figured out the situation of the incident, Cai Kun had no good feelings for them.

Ye Fan looked at the old man coldly. In fact, he didn't look that old, probably in his fifties, but he seemed to have problems with his legs and feet, so he had to walk with a cane. It might have been too much. The vicissitudes of life and the bitterness of life, so at first glance it is indeed quite old.

"Our funeral is completely legal and compliant. He would be better. He wanted to stop him. He also said that he recognized the deceased. This deceased is from our village.

He recognizes a fart, and he comes to make trouble all day long. "The old man pointed at Yuan Hua on Wang Fugui's back with a cane, and said.

"Hehe, where's the law, where's the rules? You made it yourself? If it wasn't for him to make a big fuss today, I'm afraid you have already succeeded." Ye Fan stepped forward, looking at them with unkind eyes.

Those young men were stunned by Ye Fan's gaze, and they didn't know if they were wrong, so they didn't take the blame.

It might also be because there were only three people on Ye Fan's side. At least thirty or forty young men and dozens of middle-aged men were present. They were crowded, and they were indeed not afraid of what Ye Fan might make.

Ye Fan walked all the way to the mourning hall. There was a coffin parked here. There were many banners hanging outside. There were Taoist and Buddhist ones, a group of chaotic, but very lively.

There is a bench under the banner of the mourning hall. On the bench sits a man and a woman, about forty or fifty years old. Both of them are dressed very plainly, with white ropes tied around their waists and straw shoes on their feet. He also wore a white cloth folded hat on his head.

It gives people the feeling that these two people are wearing "grand" clothes, and they are very particular about it from top to bottom. The average guest wears a white rope to save face. If you don’t wear anything, no one will say anything about you. Basically, it is the close relatives of the deceased who are so grand.

The two people were sitting very close, looking like a middle-aged couple. There were some people sitting beside them. While Ye Fan was looking at them, they were also looking at Ye Fan.

The surrounding paper people are very rich, and there are several paper houses higher than people, and there are many paper people with maidservants behind them. For an ordinary funeral, this is already very grand.

On the left is an offering table with fruits, cakes and other snacks, and some sweets, piled high, and in the center of the table is two black and white photos of a man and a woman.

The male Ye Fan didn’t know him. When Ye Fan saw the picture of that girl, his aura became cold. Even Wang Fugui, who followed Ye Fan earlier, has never seen Ye Fan’s appearance. .

Ye Fan took three incense sticks from the side, lit them with a lighter, and respectfully inserted them in the gap of the coffin.

Others present thought that Ye Fan was a relative from his family. Although Ye Fan was indeed familiar, they couldn't remember who it was.

It's just that in this rural area, most of them are related to relatives, but they are familiar but can't call them by name. They may also be neighbors or people in the town. They don't feel too strange.

"Who killed the people?" Ye Fan asked in a cold voice after finishing the incense.

No one in the room answered, they were all unknown, so they looked at Ye Fan and didn't know what was going on.

Ye Fan took the photo of the girl from the mourning hall and slowly placed it on the coffin.

"Bang!" Kicked out towards the mourning hall, the whole table flew out a few meters away, and the candy and fruits on it were scattered all over the ground, a mess.

"What are you doing?!" Finally someone couldn't help but broke out and walked towards Ye Fan, but as soon as they stepped forward, they were all brought down by Tang Xue and grinned on the ground.

"I'm telling you, you're having trouble." Wang Fugui said coldly, placing the unconscious Yuan Hua on the ground and letting him sit against a pillar.

"Young people, don't think that you are good at fighting, just come here and do whatever you want. Our group of farmers really want to fight. It's not a fuel-efficient lamp." The old man walked up with a cane and said.

"Who killed it?" Ye Fan's voice was still very short, but the coldness in the words made people around him chill.

At this time, more and more young villagers came here, still holding equipment, and it seemed that the situation on the spot was about to get out of control.

"Okay, okay, young man, I'll talk about the next thing later, now the auspicious time has arrived, let's carry the coffin and bury it.

Otherwise, after today, the coffin will have to stop for five days. "At this time, the old man with a cane also hurriedly walked out to make a round.

Suddenly, many young guys rushed over, eagerly staring at Ye Fan.

"I see who dares!" Ye Fan took out the Glock directly, and directly overwhelmed everyone in its momentum.

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No one in the surroundings dared to speak anymore, even the women who had leaned over to watch the excitement, when Ye Fan took out Glock, subconsciously took the children next to him back.

"Come on! You shoot! Plain clothes are amazing, isn’t it? Holding a gun to scare the people! It’s amazing to have a gun! Is it majestic if you have a gun? I’m telling you, the old lady won’t eat yours.

Do you want to use torture to extract a confession? Believe it or not, I’m going to file a complaint with the town government now to see if there is any king in this world! "A fierce aunt came up, and it seemed that she was a relative of her family here.

"We didn't kill anyone. Why are you holding guns at us? We are all law-abiding citizens!" The others also clamored.

"Do you really think I didn't dare?" Ye Fan glanced at the early bird coldly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The early bird fell down in an instant, and there were a few others who were booing, and the young man who wanted to hit Ye Fan with a rock also lay down in an instant.