The door-to-door son-in-law is a wealthy family

The old monster looked around fiercely again, implying something: "I know there are so many people present, maybe many of them are Xia Fan's eyeliner, so watch carefully!"

"Look at how your master is in front of me! In front of my great-grandson's spiritual tablet! Kneeling down like a dog begging for mercy!"

"Dare to deal with my Nangong family? No matter who it is, it can only be a dead end!"

He glanced at Nangong Hongyan.

Nangong Hongyan nodded, and walked a few steps towards everyone in a high-spirited manner.

He pointed to the four paper figurines kneeling next to him, and said coldly: "Everyone has also seen who these four paper figurines represent. Now the one kneeling in front of my son's coffin is just a paper figurine!"

"But before long, it's going to be real people."

After a short pause, he pointed to the four coffins: "My grandfather is also kind-hearted, and he prepared the coffins for Xia Fan and the others. They will surely die today, and those four lackeys will also be liquidated!"

"Of course, whether it is a dead end depends on whether you know how to do it."

Nangong Changfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Xia Fan, Fan Zhiqiang, Chang Yuwu, and Wang Tianhua killed my grandson, and they must pay a heavy price for it!"

"If you behave obediently, leave a whole body. The death will not be so painful. If you dare to resist the Nangong family, my father would like to let you see how they struggled for three days and three nights and still can't die!"

"Enjoy countless pains worse than death!"

"Dead howling!!"

"My father's method must be known by some people present. It is worse than a thousand cuts!"

At the end, everyone trembled violently, and couldn't help whispering:
"This Nangong family's old man is too strong, he must punish Xia Fan and the others to death!"

"It must be done to death, otherwise, where will the Nangong family's face be saved in the future? They were beaten so badly by Xia Fan before, even Young Master Nangong died, and the death was so miserable that the body could not be preserved after death!"

"This Xia Fan's attack is too ruthless, even the corpse is not spared, no wonder the old man is so angry, I don't think they dare to come!"

"I also thought I dare not come here. There must be no place for burial here. Don't look at the old man who prepared the coffin for them, but the one who got into the coffin must not be a whole body. Maybe it will be divided into five horses and then thrown into the coffin. !"

"Oh my god, I feel terrible when I think about it. If I were to change it, I would definitely not come, even if I would be silenced by everyone, I would not dare to come!"

……

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.

Everyone looked towards the gate.

Over there, a group of people walked in, each with a murderous look on their faces.

As soon as they entered, the entire square was still sunny, but it was at least seven or eight degrees colder.

Suddenly, everyone couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

Especially when they saw several important members of the Nangong family cast their gazes over, many people seemed to hear the sound of hacking and killing in the air.

They backed up a few steps in fright, already crowded enough, this retreat made the crowd even more crowded.

Shoulder to shoulder, chest to back, leaving a large space in between.

"Xia Fan is here, Xia Fan is here! The young one is Wang Tianhua, and the older one is Chang Yuwu, they are all Xia Fan's accomplices!"

"Fuck! Fan Zhiqiang is also here. He was seriously injured, so how dare he come? Seeing him sitting in a wheelchair, a three-year-old child could push him down. This is for death, right? !"

"Who is that young and beautiful beauty? She looks quite dignified. Why is she clinging to Xia Fan's body so tightly? Could it be his girlfriend or wife? This is amazing. Xia Fan wants to bring someone to be buried with him." !"

"As far as I know, Xia Fan's wife has disappeared. It is said that there are many bad things, and these have a lot to do with Nangong Hao. Otherwise, Xia Fan would not have killed Nangong's family before. This woman seems to be helping him. Miss Shangguan's family!"

"Miss Shangguan, one of the five great families in China? This is terrible. Even she helps Xia Fan. No wonder Xia Fan dares to trample our No. [-] family in Lanyang City on the ground!"

"What's the use of that? Once the Nangong family's old man came out, no one dared to help the eldest lady of the Shangguan family. Xia Fan would not be able to continue eating soft food!"

"This is the rhythm of group destruction!"

……

As they said this, Xia Fan and the others had already walked to the mourning hall.

There were seven people who came.

Among them are the two top masters that Xia Fan's mother lent him, Xia Yuandao and Deng Pu.

Originally, Fan Zhiqiang could not come, but everyone advised him not to come.

This is still in a wheelchair, and I can't even stand up. What effect can it have, and maybe it will become a drag.

Fan Zhiqiang has his reasons: "If you win, I won't be a burden, I will applaud you, if you lose, I will die anyway, it's better to die together."

"Anyway, you don't need to worry about me, just treat me as if I don't exist, and if the situation is extremely critical, I can burst out with all my strength, pounce on the old monster of the Nangong family, and bite his neck."

This plausible speech made Xia Fan and the others speechless for a while.

With Xia Fan's consent, he was brought along as well.

Seeing the four paper figurines kneeling on the ground, Fan Zhiqiang blew his beard and stared at Nangong Zhentian with great resentment.

That's right, no matter who it is, it's still alive and well, and it's unavoidable to see yourself being tied into a paper doll.

Fan Zhiqiang seemed to have heard the news, prepared a small bottle of gasoline, took it out and sprinkled it on the four paper figurines, lit a match, and threw it over.

The raging fire rose into the sky and burned the four paper figurines to ashes in one fell swoop.

There was an uproar all around, Nangong Zhentian sat motionless on the grand teacher's chair.

A pair of eyes narrowed like two sharp blades, and a mocking look appeared on his face.

He said slowly: "Fan Zhiqiang, you did a good job. This is exactly what I want to do to these four paper figurines. Thank you for starting first and burning you to my great-grandson. After a while, it will be my turn to burn you." pay homage to him."

He pointed to Nan Gonghao's tablet in the mourning hall.

In the black and white photos, Nan Gonghao's face seemed to be a bit ferocious.

Then, Nangong Zhentian looked at Xia Fan, stood up suddenly, and patted his trouser leg: "You are Xia Fan. I didn't expect that you would be so vicious at such a young age. Not only did you kill my great-grandson, but you even put him in the funeral parlor." The corpses are not spared."

"A bomb was placed in his body, and it was blown to pieces, leaving only one head intact!"

"You are so ruthless, do you know how I want to deal with you?"

He snapped his fingers vigorously.

Snapped!
A sturdy man sprang out from behind the mourning hall, holding a tray in his hand.

The things on the tray immediately caused the people around to yell in fear.

They kept retreating even more, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

Because in that tray, there are densely packed grenades.

There must be at least fifty or sixty in a row.

The big man holding the tray was nervous, for fear that the grenade would explode if he was not careful.

He was the one who bore the brunt and was blown to pieces!