Jun Shabai snorted softly, "Then all 3,759 people from your Feng family will be buried with him."
Yu Jinshu pointed at herself and said, "What about me?" She was also a member of the Feng family.
Jun Shabai looked at Yu Jinshu, his eyes softening slightly, "The Feng family has 3,760 people, so you don't need it."
Feng Tianmei felt a chill in her heart.
She was among these 3,759 people.
This man wanted her to be buried with him.
She said, "I don't believe you can kill 3,759 people from my Feng family."
Jun Shabai raised his hand slightly, and the people who had not listened to his instructions and went to prepare the oil pan screamed in unison and died on the spot.
He glanced at Feng Tianmei coldly: "Believe it!"
Feng Tianmei began to feel uneasy.
This man is so scary.
He really has the ability to kill everyone in the Feng family.
Feng Tianmei looked at Feng Zhen and said, "Second Uncle, to protect the more than 3,700 lives of the Feng family, I have no choice but to inconvenience you."
When Feng Zhen heard his niece say this, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Is this still his most beloved niece?
They actually wanted to fry him in oil.
Feng Tianmei looked at the people around her: "What are you still standing there for? Go get the frying pan ready."
Several people ran there hurriedly, running very fast, fearing that they would be killed by Jun Shabai if they were slow.
Soon, the oil pan was brought over by more than a dozen people, and some people were holding thick firewood.
The oil pan was placed on the iron rack and the fire underneath had been lit.
After a while, the oil was sizzling.
Feng Zhen looked at the frying pan, terrified. He no longer counted on Feng Tianmei, but reached out to Yu Jinshu, "Jinshu, I'm your second uncle. Tell him not to put me in the frying pan. No!"
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