Most of the patrol team members have grudges against Ye Lang, some even because he had their wives stolen from them.
But they did not dare to act rashly, because Ye Lang was too powerful and they were simply unable to contend with him.
So even though everyone hated it in their hearts, they could only endure it.
But the hat on their heads was like a thousand-pound weight, pressing them so hard that they couldn't breathe.
Every time he thought of that bitch at home and Ye Lang's affairs, anger would burn in his chest, but he had nowhere to vent it.
Fan Yi and his companions were not in a hurry when they saw this situation.
It only takes a spark to detonate this long-suppressed anger.
And the fuse is ready.
Ye Lang saw the situation in the surveillance and fell into deep thought.
What exactly is this trigger? How will the mastermind behind this happen?
Is it really true that the only way to uncover the truth is to get involved personally?
Ye Lang secretly made a decision, as he didn't have much time left.
After noon,
Ye Lang and Tang Xiaowan held a simple funeral for Tang Long.
The end of the world is approaching, so there is no need to be so particular.
Ye Lang and Tang Xiaowan kowtowed three times to the box containing Tang Long's flesh, blood, and clothes.
Ye Lang sang a few mourning songs on behalf of the unfilial descendant Tang Xiaohu.
It basically said something like, "May the deceased rest in peace, his soul return to his hometown."
Then, Bi Jin's fire ability turned the flesh, blood, clothes and the box into ashes.
Ye Lang brought Tang Xiaowan to the rooftop balcony.
The ashes drifted away in the wind, Ye Lang's eyes were slightly wet, and Tang Xiaowan was in tears.
The two stood in silence for a moment, then turned and left.
In the doomsday, death is the norm, and survival becomes the most difficult challenge.
The dead are gone, and the living are like this.
After completing this major task, Ye Lang and Tang Xiaowan finally felt a sense of relief.
Tang Xiaowan's sensitivity finally reached 100 points.
On the way to the Fu family, Tang Xiaowan looked at Ye Lang with something strange in her eyes.
What that means is, now that the old man is dead, he handed me over to you at that time, and if you don't do something, you'll be in a difficult position, right?
Are you worthy of the old man’s careful teaching over the years?
Ye Lang certainly felt Tang Xiaowan's burning gaze, and he gently squeezed her hand.
Tang Xiaowan's hands trembled slightly, a blush appeared on her pretty face, and her eyes flashed with anticipation and nervousness.
After returning home, Ye Lang continued to watch the surveillance video.
It was discovered that the patrol team was starting to target the mutated vines.
They actually managed to cut off several vines and a tumor from more than a dozen psychics.
Ye Lang observed carefully and made sure that they did not have any hidden means, then he felt relieved.
Tang Xiaowan was in a state of inexplicable excitement and nervousness the whole afternoon. Sometimes she looked at Ye Lang, sometimes she lowered her head to tidy up her clothes, her fingers unconsciously twisted together.
At this time, the role of the four big sisters of the heart is reflected.
One of them comforted softly, one shared her own experience, one patted her chest to make a promise, and one promised to provide reinforcements at any time.
This gradually calmed Tang Xiaowan down.
Tang Xiaowan barely touched her chopsticks for dinner. She glanced at Ye Lang from time to time, her heart pounding.
Bi Xiao thoughtfully picked up some meat dishes for her and comforted her softly:
"Xiao Wan, don't be nervous. Eat more meat and replenish your strength."
Tang Xiaowan obediently ate a few bites, but she was still uneasy.
This emotion continued until Ye Lang took her hand and walked towards the bedroom, gently closing the door.
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