There is no resurrection after death.

The matter of life and death has been decided, and no one can talk too much.

But why he died is worth talking about.

If it's an illness or disaster, I won't accept it, but I can figure it out.

But for no reason, he was beaten to death by others seeking wealth and life. Who can help but murmur?

Why?

I, Wang Hai, have been honest and kind to others all my life. I have worked hard for most of my life. I finally tried my best to snatch some opportunities from the wolf and made a small fortune.

Why was he inexplicably carried to the south of the city and killed?

After his last wish to ensure the livelihood of his wife, children and children was fulfilled, the pain and torture of this middle-aged man in his forties finally burst out and formed his second last wish.

[Hate that penetrates the bones]!

The anger and unwillingness were realized by Yu Chen.

In the wind and snow, the young gravekeeper took a deep breath, as if he had sucked all the wind and snow into his chest.

But it still cannot dissolve the biting hatred on the banks of the Huangquan River in the Book of Saviors.

You need to use something else to calm it down, such as blood, fire, or thick smoke.

Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

Half an hour later, the old street in the south of the city was in the territory of the Blackwater Gang.

A manure carrier pulling a cart, with his shoulders bent, was dragging a cart of filth as he passed a dilapidated attic.

In the attic, the lights are brightly lit.

Through the shadow of the window, you can see several figures sitting at the table, drinking wine and eating meat.

Faintly, you can still hear people in the house talking loudly, saying how nice the girl in Huaqing Building is today, how good the wine is in the market, and so on.

Looking at this scene, the dung-carrying man's stomach was filled with hunger, and the aroma of wine and meat penetrated his nose, causing saliva to flow out of his mouth unconsciously.

The knife edge licks blood, and the wine and meat penetrate the intestines!

So envious!

But after just a few glances, the dung picker hurriedly dragged the cart away.

After all, this is the south of the city, the bloody old street in the south of the city. Which inch of the street is paved with gray stone slabs that has not been stained with blood? If the filth in the car reaches the gentleman drinking in the attic, he will be beaten.

It's nothing unusual.

In the attic where the manure carrier passed by, several tall and thick men were sitting around the table. The table was filled with various kinds of roast chicken and roast duck, the wine jar was messy, and the ground was covered with melon seeds and peanut shells.

The five bohemian men, their faces red from drinking, seemed to be somewhat intoxicated.

One of the big men drank a bowl of strong wine in one gulp, clicked his tongue, and cursed angrily: "That bitch Wang Hai really doesn't want to eat anything! It took a lot of effort from the brothers, but they didn't get anything!"

Next to him, another middle-aged man with a scar on his face listened and nodded: "He is a tough guy, he just doesn't know that gold and silver are external things, he deserves to lose his life!"

On the side, a slightly younger man snorted: "He thinks he will be fine after he dies? That's six gold baht! Even if his house is turned upside down, we will find it for him and eat it!"

After saying this, a shorter man frowned: "But haven't we also searched his house? No!"

Finally, the leading middle-aged man slapped the table: "Jin Baht is not in that damn ghost's house, but his wife, children and mother must know where they are hiding. We will tie them up tomorrow and we must pry open their mouths!"

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"Hehe, speaking of which, his wife is pretty good!" The scar-faced man grinned, "Since we want to pry their mouths open, how about letting me pry them open?"

After that, he straightened his lower body vigorously.

After hearing this, the other four people all showed disdain: "This guy, the third child, doesn't like the young and beautiful ones, but only likes the ones with men. What a bastard!"

The scar-faced third child was laughing and not saying anything.

Finally, the leading man coughed: "Then let's do it this way. Tomorrow we will bring the family members of that damn Wang Hai and find a way to make them talk!

But remember, this matter must not be known to other people in the gang, otherwise six gold bahts will make many people excited!"

"good!"

"Listen to the boss!"

"Let's do it tomorrow!"

"..."

As they talked, the five of them started drinking again, mingling with each other and having a great time.

But they didn't notice at all that in the dark corner below the attic, a gaze was staring at them without blinking.

When the big men were almost done drinking, the knife-faced third boy stood up, feeling the urge to urinate, and wanted to go to the latrine to drain the water.

He was humming a little tune and thinking about Wang Hai's mother-in-law, with a happy expression on his face.

But as soon as he went out, he saw a familiar figure standing in the corridor.

——Isn’t it Wang Hai who was burned by them?

The third child was immediately stunned. He felt that all the drunkenness had disappeared, leaving only the endless coldness that enveloped his whole body!

Before he could say anything, a black shadow flashed!

The next moment, the third child felt that his head was twisted half a circle, and he saw the scene behind him.

Then, there was no more, he could no longer see it.

The eight-foot-long body fell to the ground with a thud and made no sound.

This movement shocked several people in the room.

I stood up immediately to see what was going on.

But I saw the figure of "Wang Hai" walking in at the door step by step. The expressions of several people immediately changed, their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, but they couldn't make a sound!

——They are charlatans who lick blood with their swords. They are not afraid of heaven and earth, but... there is no way they are not afraid of ghosts?

Especially the ghost of a person who just died in his own hands!

Who is not scared at all?

But before they could react, they saw the ghost of "Wang Hai" turn into an afterimage.

There were several snaps and snaps, and several people's necks were broken.

In the space of a few breaths, the five burly men's eyes widened with horror on their faces, their heads were turned behind their backs, and they lost their voices.

The attic fell into silence again.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the manure carrier passed by the attic again dragging filthy things.

The rickety man hummed an unknown tune, wanting to smell the aroma of meat and wine again.

But as he turned the corner, the manure carrier suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright light from the corner of his eye and subconsciously raised his head.

In the darkness, he saw light.

In the dark night, the brightly lit old attic that I just passed by was burning, and it was burning to the fullest.

Between the collapsed beams and bricks, several figures could be seen faintly, floating in the sea of ​​flames.

The dung picker clicked his tongue and immediately shook his head like a rattle.

No more envy!

No more envy!

I'd better poop!

The next day, news spread like wildfire that a fire broke out in an attic in the Heishui Gang in the south of Weishui City.

At first, everyone thought it was just an accident.

Later, the Yamen sent people to collect the body, and after surveying the scene, a few words came out from the mouths of some officials.

It's just that the few big men in the attic were burned black by a fire, and their mother didn't recognize them anymore.

The key point is that the five charred corpses were lined up in a line, kneeling on their knees and knocking with their heads, as if they had done something wrong and were repenting!

As soon as the news spread, the fire immediately became confusing.

Many people said that it was the evil attitude of the Blackwater Gang that angered the ghosts and gods, causing them to rain down fire from the sky and scorch several members of the gang!

But some people, based on the kneeling posture of the corpse, thought of the "head-picking ghost" that was widely circulated in the past few days for no reason.

No matter what the truth is, it is not of concern to the common people. Whether it is life or death, as long as it has nothing to do with them, it is just a topic for conversation after dinner.

However, the relevant forces are not so calm.

For the Blackwater Gang, first the three grandsons of Master Ji Liu were beheaded, and then the members of the south city gang were killed and burned.

This has to make many gangsters in the Blackwater Gang be wary.

As the opponent, the Zhengqing Gang, naturally responded.

Immediately afterwards, gangs of all sizes in the south of the city were implicated and became turbulent.
Chapter completed!