Upon hearing this, He Fei wasn’t angry, but Yang Yu exploded on the spot: "Screw you! It’s bad enough that you take advantage of people’s filial piety or vanity to profit from the dead, but your prices are outrageous, and you force people to buy. Do you really think no one can stop you?"
"Yes, that’s the rule here!" The female staff mber was extrely arrogant, "Even if you don’t use our boxes, you still have to pay!"
"Ha ha, good, very good!" Yang Yu sneered repeatedly, "Since that’s the case, let’s see who can make He Fei pay today!"
"Ha ha, trying to be tough, huh?" The female staff mber sneered like Yang Yu and casually made a phone call, "Hello, Boss, soone doesn’t want to buy a box!"
"Okay, I’ll be there right away! While I’m entertaining important guests over there, is this a rebellion?" An angry voice ca from the other end of the phone, and soon a middle-aged man in a suit with a big belly and two stern-faced thugs ca over, "Who? Who doesn’t want to buy a box? We handled the body here, if you don’t want it to be reduced to ashes without trace, you must buy the box from ... Huh? You are..."
The chubby boss of the crematorium looked more and more familiar with Yang Yu, and cold sweat kept dripping: "You are..."
The female staff mber had so discernnt and noticed the boss’s unusual reaction, also becoming anxious: "Who is he really?"
The big-bellied boss wiped his cold sweat with a smile all over his face: "You are Chairman Yang of the Tianhai Business Alliance?"
"It’s ." Yang Yu sneered, "Your crematorium isn’t a mber of our alliance, no need to be so afraid."
"What are you talking about?" The potbellied boss chuckled, "Who in all of Tianhai City dares not to give Chairman Yang face?"
"You make it sound like I’m bullying you." Yang Yu snorted lightly, "I’m not bullying you. I’m just going to call Secretary Lin now and ask if your box pricing is reasonable according to market managent, and whether not returning the ashes without buying a box is reasonable..."
"No, no, no!" The potbellied boss panicked, "Mr. Yang, please don’t call, I’ll waive all fees for Mr. He."
The potbellied boss was so quick to admit defeat, and naturally Yang Yu wouldn’t push too far: "Okay, I won’t make the call. You can continue selling your boxes, just as long as people want to buy them. But if I hear again about not returning ashes unless a box is purchased..."
"I guarantee it won’t happen again!" The potbellied boss hastily swore, "If I ss up again, let go into a box imdiately!"
With the potbellied boss having said so much, Yang Yu didn’t say much more: "Alright, we’ll leave it at that."
"Mr. Yang, you’re here, we’ve been looking for you everywhere." A large group approached, "Mr. Wen Sr. is ready, shall we go?"
"Okay." Yang Yu nodded, turned back to glance at He Fei, and smiled gently, "Mr. He, you are a filial son, your father in heaven will surely bless you. Don’t lose heart, better days are ahead."
Following the crowd, Yang Yu left. Watching Yang Yu’s departing figure, He Fei’s eyes imdiately filled with tears: "This gentleman, kind people have good fortune, I wish you longevity..."
Mr. Wen Sr. had long chosen his burial site, and today happened to be an auspicious day, so everyone transported his ashes to the cetery.
As the funeral procession neared the mountain cetery, Yang Yu suddenly shouted, "Stop!"
As soon as Yang Yu’s words ended, two-ter high flas surged up from the surroundings of the procession, encircling everyone in a ring of fire!
"What’s going on?"
"Oh my god! What is this monster?"
The procession was in chaos, faces filled with terror, while the Wen Family imdiately understood what was happening, shocked and furious, "It’s that bastard from last night again!"
"Hahahaha..." Outside the ring of fire, a man stood on flas, floating in mid-air, laughing maniacally.
His face was scorched like charcoal and hideously ugly, like a demon crawling out of hell!
"Yang Yu, you never thought I’d co again today, did you? Last night you couldn’t kill , today I’ll continue my massacre in front of you, burning everyone related to you to death! Hahahaha..."
Fla waved both hands, and the fire circle rapidly closed in on everyone.
Everyone imdiately felt an intense heat wave hit their faces, the entire space turning into a giant oven!
"Courting death!" Yang Yu’s figure shifted and instantly appeared before Fla, throwing a punch across the distance!
Whoosh!
Fla’s body instantly turned into flas, and the next mont, he appeared beside Mr. Wen Sr.’s coffin, grinning cruelly, "Want him buried? I’ll burn him to ashes so nothing remains!"
No one expected Fla’s target to be Mr. Wen Sr.’s coffin!
The coffin suddenly caught fire, and the four n carrying it were also engulfed in flas, screaming in agony: "Ah——"
In less than three seconds, the four were burned alive!
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
"Yang Yu, put out the fire, hurry!"
Seeing Mr. Wen Sr.’s coffin burn more fiercely, the Wen Family was grief-stricken and furious to the point of despair.
"Haha..." Fla laughed wildly, "Calling Yang Yu won’t help, as long as there’s fire, I can teleport instantly. As long as I don’t die, the flas won’t go out..."
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a water-blue light burst from within the coffin, piercing through Fla’s heart directly!
"How... is it possible..." Fla looked in disbelief at the quickly extinguishing fire on the coffin, not to ntion burning the ashes box inside, even the outer coffin was only charred, not reaching the inside at all!
"The coffin is made of fireproof materials, and I also drew an Ice Arrow Talisman on it." Yang Yu stood in front of Fla, raising one hand, and all the flas seed to be absorbed by him, disappearing instantly!
"I promised Mr. Wen Sr. that if I ever got the chance, I’d let the murderer experience the agony of being burned alive too." Yang Yu’s eyes were filled with endless killing intent, "Now, feel Mr. Wen Sr.’s despair, and then go down to kneel and apologize to him!"
Whoosh!
Fla’s body imdiately caught fire, and he let out a piercing scream: "Ah——Ah——Yang Yu, you killed , you killed ——"
Being a black magician, unless his head was destroyed, even if his heart was pierced, he would not die easily.
Yang Yu didn’t kill Fla instantly, naturally to tornt him.
"Kill you? That would be too rciful!" Yang Yu stared straight at the burning Fla, "Savor well the fire you brought upon yourself, and slowly turn to ashes!"
"Ah——" The screams echoed continuously until several minutes later when they finally ceased.
Thud!
Fla’s charred corpse fell to the ground, exuding a strong stench!
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