"No...no! What kind of person is my cousin? You are a daughter-in-law? Even if I have no choice but to ask him for money, he will give me a little, which is not enough to get between the teeth!"

The fat man explained nervously, and his resentment towards Mosen was clearly revealed between his words.

"Take the things my dad gave you!"

Mo Qing'er said with great certainty.

He once saw Mosen handing over a small brocade box to the fat man in front of him. This incident was extremely impressive in his mind and could never be remembered wrongly.

But it was difficult for him to understand why his father Mosen gave such a thing to such a distant relative. However, now that Mosen is dead, he can no longer ask about the reasons.

The fat man frowned and said quickly: "I don't have what you want in my hand!"

At this time, Fu Jiande grabbed the fat man's collar again, and then lifted the fat man up from the ground with huge force.

The fat man's feet were off the ground, and a sense of panic arose in his heart. His feet kicked and kicked in the air, and his voice trembled and begged: "Hurry! Let me go!"

"Where are the things you took?"

Fu Jiande often deals with people in the business world, and you can see at a glance that this fat man wanted to embezzle the things that Mosen gave him during his lifetime. If he didn't use some tough measures to deal with such a person, how could he take out the things he put in his pocket?

"In... in my house!"

"Damn it! I have to force such a civilized person to use violence to tell the truth!"

Fu Jiande cursed angrily, then threw the fat man to the ground with a swing.

He waved to his subordinates guarding the door and ordered: "Follow this guy to go back and get the things back!"

The subordinates responded one after another, and then took the fat man out of the yard.

When Mo Qing'er saw what was happening in front of her, a complicated look flashed through her eyes. She didn't say anything more, but she returned to the ceramic basin in front of Mosen's mourning hall and knelt down, adding paper money to it.

Xiao Yang couldn't help but mutter in his heart, what kind of thing Mo Sen gave to the fat man during his lifetime, so that Mo Qing'er would insist on coming back at this time?

At this time, Xiao Yang's cell phone in his pocket sounded a message. He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was not someone else who sent him the message, but Qingwen!

This woman was too mysterious to him, and she seemed to have an innate dangerous aura, which made him subconsciously keep a certain distance from Qingwen and dare not get too close. As for why Qingwen had to deal with the dark organization, he didn't know.

In the text message sent by Qingwen, there was still nothing unnecessary, only one place and time.

Ye Churan noticed the sadness on Xiao Yang's face beside him, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Is something wrong again?"

Xiao Yang shook his head, put his phone in his pocket, and said with a laugh: "It's a harassing text message!"

"Is that true?"

Ye Churan was skeptical about this, but just a confused sentence, so he stopped asking questions.

Among the Dark Group's stronghold.

Seeing that Zhang Han had not returned for so long, he felt a vague premonition in his heart and immediately sent someone to search for it.

As if he was worried, the subordinates he sent out only brought back Zhang Han's body.
Chapter completed!