Indemnify? Hehe. Cai Kun also sneered, pulled out a dagger from the knife on his leg, and cut the rope with one knife, Wang Fugui saw this and carried Yuan Hua on his shoulders and walked towards Ye Fan's side.

At this time, the other dozen or so young people also followed, with some ill-will in their eyes, holding hoes and other tools in their hands, with the momentum of wanting to fight.

"Want to fight?" Cai Kun looked at those people coldly, as one of the people who knew what happened, Cai Kun didn't have a good impression of 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 crutches, probably after too many vicissitudes and bitter life, so at first glance he was indeed relatively old.

"Our funeral is completely legal and compliant, he is good, he wants to stop it, and he said that he knows the deceased, this deceased is from our village,

He knows one, and he just comes here all day to make trouble. The old man pointed at Yuan Hua on Wang Fugui's back with his cane and spoke.

"Hehe, where did the law come from, where did the rules come from? Do you decide it yourself? If he hadn't made a big fuss today, I'm afraid he would have succeeded by you. Ye Fan stepped forward and looked at them with unkind eyes.

Those young men were furious by Ye Fan's gaze, and they didn't know if they were at a loss, so they didn't take over the conversation.

It may also be because there are only three people on Ye Fan's side, there are at least thirty or forty young men present, as well as dozens of middle-aged men, there are many of them, and they are indeed not afraid of any storms that Ye Fan will stir up.

Ye Fan walked all the way to the mourning hall, where a coffin was parked, and there were many banners hanging outside, there were Taoists and Buddhists, a batch of chaos, but it was very noisy.

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There was a bench under the banner in the mourning hall, on which sat a man and a woman, about forty or fifty years old, both dressed very plainly, with white ropes tied around their waists, straw sandals on their feet, and hats folded with white cloth on their heads.

It gives people the feeling that these two people are dressed very "grandly", from top to bottom are very particular, and the average guest wearing a white rope is already to give face, and no one will say anything about you if you don't wear anything, basically the close relatives of the deceased will be so grand.

The two people sat very close, looking like a middle-aged couple, and there were some people sitting next to the two, Ye Fan was looking at them at the same time, they were also looking at Ye Fan.

The paper figures around are very rich, and there are several paper houses that are taller than people, and there are many paper figures with maids and maids in the back, which is very grand for an ordinary funeral.

On the left is an offering table with snacks such as fruit pastries and some sweets, piled high, and in the center of the table are two black and white photographs of a man and a woman.

The male Ye Fan didn't know, when Ye Fan saw the girl's photo, the whole person's aura was cold, even Wang Fugui, who followed Ye Fan earlier, had never seen Ye Fan like this.

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

The other people present thought that Ye Fan was a relative from their own family or something, although Ye Fan was indeed a little familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was.

It's just that most of the people in this countryside are related to each other, familiar but can't be named, or they may be from neighboring villages or towns, and they don't feel too strange.

"Who killed the man?" After the incense was finished, Ye Fan turned his back to them and asked in a cold voice.

None of the people present answered, they all looked at Ye Fan for some reason, not knowing what was going on.

Ye Fan took the girl's photo from the mourning hall, and then slowly placed it on the coffin.

"Bang!" kicked out of the mourning hall, and the entire 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 erupt and walked towards Ye Fan's side, but as soon as a few people stepped forward, they were all put down by Tang Xue and grinned on the ground.

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

"Young people, don't think that you are very good at fighting, so you came here to do anything, we peasants, if we really want to fight, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp." The old man walked up with a cane and spoke.

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

At this time, more and more young villagers are rushing here, still holding instruments in their hands, and it seems that the situation at the scene is about to get out of control.

"Okay, okay, young man, I'll talk about the next thing later, now that the auspicious time has arrived, let's carry the coffin and bury it, today is the head of the son, so we have to be buried together,

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 play the round.

All of a sudden, many young men rushed over, looking like they were gearing up, staring at Ye Fan with unkind eyes.

"I see who dares!" The Glock was directly taken out by Ye Fan, and it directly overwhelmed everyone in terms of momentum.

I have watched a lot of gunfight movies, but in reality, when someone really stands in front of me with a Glock, I can realize the true horror of this "murder weapon".

No one around dared to speak anymore, and even the women who were originally gathered to watch the trouble on the side subconsciously took the child next to them back when Ye Fan took out the Glock.

"Come on! Shoot! Plainclothes is amazing, isn't it? Scare the people with guns! It's amazing to have a gun! If you have a gun, you will be majestic, right? I'm telling you, my mother doesn't eat you,

Want to play torture confession, right? Believe it or not, the old lady will go to the town government to complain now, and see if there is a royal law in this world! A spicy aunt stepped forward, apparently a relative of her own family.

"We didn't kill anyone, why are you holding guns at us, we are all law-abiding citizens!" Others also heckled.

"Do you really think I don't dare?" Ye Fan swept over the rising bird with cold eyes, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The early bird fell down in an instant, and there were a few people who were coaxing, and the young man who wanted to smash Ye Fan with a stone also lay down in an instant.

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