So as long as Yangchikov wants to take action against them, he can do so at any time.
So……
This funeral was probably not prepared for them.
To be frank, although Ning Fan and his group were quite popular in the F70 area, they were not worthy of Yang Chikov's grand display.
Just as everyone was analyzing Yangchikov's words, Sophia looked at Luo Xi again.
"Mr. Luo, has the murderer arrived?"
Luo Xi's body stiffened.
He frowned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
He had no idea what Yangchikov was thinking, and was afraid that if he responded rashly, he would fall into his trap.
Although Luo Xi was arrogant, he also acknowledged how terrifying Yanchikov was.
"Mr. Luo."
Sophia called him again, her tone a little lower than before: "Have you found the murderer?"
"Mr. Yanchikov, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Luo Xi knew he couldn't hide, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "Didn't you say before that Metev died of miasma?"
"Did I say that?"
Yanchikov raised his eyebrows and asked Sophia.
Sophia shook her head: "I don't remember."
"Look, I didn't say that."
Yanchikov stood up, walked down the platform and came to the coffin.
Suddenly, he reached into the coffin.
When he raised his hand again, he was already holding Metev's head in his palm.
He dragged Metev's body out of the coffin and displayed it in front of everyone.
Everyone was stunned.
Isn't this a funeral?
Shouldn’t the dead be greater?
Is this how you treat the dead?
Yanchikov, however, smiled, picked up Metev's body with one hand, and pointed the finger of his other hand at his neck.
There was a clearly visible wound on Metev's neck!
"Look, does this look like someone died from a miasma outbreak?"
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