I watched Meng Yang leave, but everyone had no choice.

They both hate and are unwilling to accept it.

Meng Yang only took 5 minutes to enter the Xia family.

But in these 5 minutes, everyone in the Xia family felt a chill in their chests.

Originally, they wanted to keep Meng Yang, but for some reason there was always a voice in their mind telling them that this person could not afford to provoke him, otherwise he would die miserably.

But now the urn has been taken away by Meng Yang, what should I do?

Everyone looked pale and panicked and had lost their inch, but there was a man sitting on a rattan chair as steady as Mount Tai, drinking tea calmly.

This person is the old lady of the Xia family.

She sat there happily as if Meng Yang had never been here before.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Xia family became even more anxious.

"Grandma, why are you not in a hurry at all? Meng Yang has taken away the urn. We're done, do you know?"

Xia Chuchu stomped her feet in an anxious manner.

However, the old lady was still sitting there. She poked the tea gently, then squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Immediate?"

Why urgently?”

"grandmother.

Meng Yang took away the urn, how could you not be in a hurry?"

Xia Chuchu said hurriedly, but grandma still looked calm and she really didn't know how to say it.

The Xia family really doesn't understand which old lady is singing.

Did she want to watch the Xia family perish in her hands?

The old lady sighed and said, "You are still too impatient!"

The old lady took another sip of tea: “Is it useful to take the urn away?

You said, what's the use of him holding an urn, a dying man?"

The old lady's words were like a bolt from the blue.

After a word came out, everyone in the Xia family froze instantly.

The air suddenly solidified at this moment, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

What does the old lady mean?

Could it be that she wants to kill Meng Yang?

"I had been giving him a chance. After all, he was also from my Xia family. I planned to save his life, but I didn't expect that he would force me to this point. If I could still bear it at this time, how could I be worthy of the dead Xia Dingtian?"

The old lady's eyes were filled with hatred as she spoke.

"Grandma, then what do you mean?"

Xia Chuchu asked carefully.

The old lady breathed calmly and said, "Although my Xia family has declined, we have been glorious after all. The relationship in Jiangbei was still there, so there is no problem finding a few masters from the ancient martial arts family. Meng Yang actually dared to openly oppose me, so there is no need to keep him."

After saying that, the old lady called her old friend back then with a look of shock.

“Hey, is it the leader of the horse gang?

Yes, it’s my old lady. I haven’t seen her for many years. Can you help me deal with someone? His name is Meng Yang, just a mortal. That’s fine, then thank you. When my Xia family survives this crisis, I will definitely come to thank you for your family..."... Soon, Meng Yang returned to Yu Wenwen’s home again.

After Xia Ruobing comforted her, Wang Lan and Yu Wenwen's mood was obviously much better than before.

The two gangsters also took them back directly after the police car arrived.

The two of them originally thought that the urn could not be returned.

It was when they saw Meng Xiang that they actually brought the urn back.

I feel the corners of my eyes are wet.

"Thank you, thank you."

Wang Lan took the urn handed over from Meng Yang, and was trembling and couldn't even speak steadily.

She put the urn in a coffin, took the spirit card from the high platform and placed it on the coffin.

Then he knelt down in the bunk next to him.

Meng Yang frowned. Since the urn has been taken back, shouldn't it be buried in peace?

Why put it in a coffin?

Meng Yang looked around and found that this was just a simple small room, with some wet water on the ground. If it was summer, the moisture here would definitely be very high.

Not to mention that coffins are not conducive to preservation, I am afraid that ashes are easy to absorb water here.

"Aunt Wang, let my uncle be buried early. I'm afraid it's not too much..." But before Meng Yang finished speaking, Xia Ruobing pulled his sleeves from the side.

Meng Yang suddenly realized that Wang Lan's family had only four walls, so there was still money to buy a cemetery.

So the only way to place the ashes here first.

Meng Yang sighed. The poor are really sad. He can't afford to die.

Meng Yang walked out silently without saying a word, and called King Tianhai directly, asking him where there was a cemetery and asked him to choose one to keep it. It would be useful in two days! Meng Yang had just hung up the phone, and there was a call from a stranger to remind him of the mobile phone account.

Few people know who this stranger is with his number?

After Meng Yang answered the phone, he found that the other party was a girl who spoke very well.

What made Meng Yang strange was that the other party seemed to be very familiar with him.

The first sentence on the phone was to ask him if he had time to invite him to dinner.

Meng Yang was curious about who this woman was?

Then he nodded and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he greeted Xia Ruobing and rushed directly to the location designated by the woman.

Soon he came to Juyuan Pavilion Casual Restaurant.

Although the calm level is not high, the atmosphere is very good now. When Meng Yang came here, he saw a young woman sitting down by the window.

This woman is only in her twenties, but she has a mature temperament and looks charming and has a plump figure. Although she just sits there, she also gives people a feeling of all kinds of charm.

When Meng Yang saw this woman, the first person that Meng Yang thought of was Lan Yan. The woman had some similarities with Lan Yan in terms of appearance and figure.

But the only difference between it and Lan Yan is that this woman seems to be born with a kind of nobility.

This is the woman who met Mengyang.

"So it's you!"

Meng Yang thought he was, but after a long time, he was Fang Tiantian, the daughter of Changhong Group.

"Mr. Meng, don't be fine."

Seeing Meng Yang coming, Fang Tiantian stood up and smiled slightly, showing a stunning smile.

Meng Yang was a little curious: "Ms. Fang is so informative. You even have my number. It seems that I have to change my number in the future?"

Meng Yang said jokingly, but Fang Tiantian still smiled sweetly: "Even if Meng Yang changes the number, it's useless. The person next to me is a hacker expert. As long as he wants, there is no number that he can't crack!"

Meng Yang then saw two men standing next to Fang Tiantian.

One is what he had seen before, and Dong Changhui is the person in charge of Changhong Pharmaceutical's cooperation with Changshou Pharmaceutical.

The other one is a man with a thin appearance, but this person looks white and thin, but Meng Yang feels an extremely domineering aura from him.

Obviously, this person's identity is not just a hacker, he is probably a cultivator.

It is estimated that his cultivation level should be around the three stars.

Seeing Meng Yang staring at him, the thin man snorted disdainfully, obviously not taking Meng Yang seriously.

However, Meng Yang didn't say much. There are too many people in this world who think they are big. If he cares about each one, wouldn't he be exhausted?

"Mr. Meng, what should I eat?"

Fang Tiantian also realized the awkward atmosphere and quickly broke it.

"Miss Fang, you come to me, shouldn't you come to have a meal?"

Meng Yang said with a smile.

"Mr. Meng, it's true that people speak quickly."
Chapter completed!