"Good evening, Mr. Songs." Qi Yefeng greeted the two men with a smile and then calmly said, "We're here to rob you. Please hand over the money to me immediately."
Having never seen such an arrogant bad guy before, Song Jinyan and Song Yuan were both stunned, their faces showing disbelief.
"Are you crazy? There are cameras all around here. You're robbing us. This is illegal!" Song Jinyan looked at the men around him and counted them. There were eighteen of them in total.
With such a large number of people, even if the two of them were combined, they wouldn't be a match for them.
"Since Mr. Song is so dissatisfied, then go and call the police." Just then, a sweet voice mixed with laughter came over, floating lightly.
Feeling that the voice sounded familiar, Song Jinyan quickly looked toward the girl who had spoken.
"Miss Song, why did you come here in person?" Qi Yefeng saw Song Mian striding over and didn't want her to come into contact with these filthy things.
"It's ultimately a family matter, and if possible, I'd like to handle it myself." Song Mian walked over slowly, taking off her baseball cap as she spoke.
Taking off her mask, Song Mian waved at the two people in front of her with a half-smile: "Good evening, didn't expect we'd meet again now, did you?"
"Song Mian! Do you want to break our agreement?" The moment Song Jinyan saw Song Mian, his eyes flashed with resentment, and his cold gaze seemed to want to devour Song Mian alive.
“Before I took Grandma to the hospital, you and my uncle’s family blocked the door and wouldn’t let me leave with Grandma. Grandma was about to die at that time. I begged you to let me take Grandma to the hospital. We agreed then that as long as I left with Grandma, I would not ask for the family inheritance anymore. You promised me then that you would not bother me, right?”
"That's all in the past, it's pointless for you to talk about it now. I'm talking to you about this deal, Song Mian. We have an agreement. Even if you steal the money now, I can still make you suffer. You'd better think it through!" Song Jinyan said this while tightly protecting the backpack in his hand.
"I'm already here, do you think I'd be afraid of what you're saying?" Song Mian tilted her head and revealed a sly smile, like a little fox: "Song Jinyan, how come I never knew you were so naive?"
Song Jinyan clearly realized that Song Mian was serious. He was at a loss and hesitated for a long time before looking at Chen Shubin beside him: "Uncle Chen! Please help me! Haven't you always been at odds with Song Mian? If you help me deal with Song Mian, I promise I'll burn paper money for you every day from now on!"
Chen Shubin merely smiled dismissively at this, then slowly floated over to Song Mian's side.
Seeing Song Jinyan stunned, Song Mian smiled and took out a bag of Little Panda instant noodles, handing it to Chen Shubin: "Mr. Chen, you've worked hard acting all this time. I'll prepare some more delicious food to reward you when we get back to the shop."
Song Jinyan's expression gradually changed, from disbelief to horror, and then he said in surprise, "You, you actually know each other?"
Chen Shubin casually took the instant noodles and started eating them one bite at a time: "Of course, brat, if it weren't for helping the boss, who would bother to approach you two brats!"
Song Jinyan looked on in disbelief. Song Yuan had already rushed in front of him, his angry expression looking like he wanted to devour Song Jinyan alive.
"It's all your fault! You're the one who ruined me! We agreed on a total of 600,000, with 300,000 for each of us. Where is the 300,000 now? Song Jinyan, look what you've done!" Song Yuan wanted nothing more than to beat Song Jinyan to death, but the annoyed Song Jinyan pushed him away.
"Stop throwing your tantrums at me! Song Mian, you're really something! I underestimated you before!" Song Jinyan glared fiercely at Song Mian, his teeth almost grinding to powder. "And you call yourself my sister? You've come up with these supernatural tricks right in front of me!"
Song Mian merely gave Song Jinyan a look: "Aren't you also my younger brother? Song Jinyan, not only you, but also Song Yuan, you two are not only my brothers, you are also Grandma's grandsons. Grandma has always doted on you since you were little, but how have you repaid Grandma?"
"Song Mian, stop lecturing us. That old woman has always doted on you since you were little. You know better than us how many good things she left you. And now you still have the nerve to say these things? Aren't you ashamed? It's ridiculous!" Song Jinyan said, trying to take advantage of Qi Yefeng's inattention to rush up and rob him of the money.
Qi Yefeng was prepared and dodged Song Jinyan's attack as he prepared to charge.
Having successfully protected the money in his hands, Qi Yefeng breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he feel at ease, and he saw Song Jinyan heading towards Song Mian again.
Just then, police cars came roaring up. Upon hearing the sirens, Song Yuan burst into laughter: "Song Mian, the police are here! You're finished!"
"Really? The surveillance footage shows that you took the money. What does that have to do with me?" Song Mian took the two money bags containing the money, casually turned them into virtual objects, and handed them to Chen Shubin.
"No, you can't do this! My money!"
Ignoring the shocked expressions of Song Jinyan and the others, Song Mian left the rest of the matter to Qi Yefeng and returned to the funeral shop.
After arriving at the funeral clothing shop, Song Mian was about to rest when she heard the glass door leading to the backyard being pushed open again.
"Jiaojiao, why are you back again...?" Song Mian subconsciously thought the person who came was Lin Jiaojiao.
However, when she looked at the glass door, she was terrified by what she saw.
A disheveled male ghost entered the room in an extremely contorted posture.
The male ghost's waist was almost facing away from his back, and his legs were turned over and placed on his shoulders. With the slightest movement, his bones would be pulled and make a creaking sound.
He walked sideways, supporting himself on his hands, like a crab or a spider. Only the dark circles under his eyes and the bloodshot veins in his eyes were particularly clear on his pale face.
Song Mian clearly felt that the male ghost had been staring at her ever since he entered the room.
The male ghost's eyes were filled with resentment as he roared at her through gritted teeth, "Bastard, you dare to lie to me!"
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