A wheelchair was slowly pushed out of the living room, and I was surprised to find that the person sitting on it was Li Wenfeng.
I was surprised how he got into a wheelchair? I saw him just fine two days ago!
What surprised me next was not that Li Wenfeng was in a wheelchair, but his appearance at this moment.
Because at this time, Li Wenfeng no longer looked as high-spirited as he had seen before. His temples were gray and there were many wrinkles on his face, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.
I actually found a small black patch on his face.
"Mr. Li, what are you doing?..." I was so surprised that I couldn't speak.
When I looked at Li Wenfeng, he also looked at me closely.
He didn't say anything. He picked up a mirror he held casually in his palm and looked in the mirror. His face was full of gloom.
Ah Dao walked up to Li Wenfeng, shook his head gently at him, and said, "It shouldn't be him!"
Then, he handed a recording pen into Li Wenfeng's hands.
Li Wenfeng opened it in front of us, and inside it turned out to be the content of the conversation between A Dao and I.
I couldn't help but frown.
"Mr. Li, what do you mean?" I asked.
Li Wenfeng listened to the recording carefully, and then turned his eyes to me, and the gloom in his eyes dissipated slightly.
"It seems that it's not you! It's me who is overthinking," he said.
Sure enough, he was doubting me.
"Uncle Li, our two families don't have much hatred, right? Why should I harm you?" I asked, staring at Li Wenfeng.
Li Wenfeng's expression moved slightly, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he nodded gently.
"I'm sorry, nephew, I'm too worried!"
He changed his title instantly and a smile appeared on his face.
"You also know that I have experienced too many ups and downs over the years. As my business grows, I have more enemies. Now that so many things have happened one after another, I have to be careful."
I pretended to understand and said I understood, but I couldn't help but feel a little surprised in my heart. I didn't expect Li Wenfeng to say such a thing. It was a little different from what I imagined!
In my impression, he is a ruthless hero, cold-blooded and ruthless.
I couldn't help but be surprised by this sudden attitude.
Li Wenfeng suddenly sighed softly and continued in a long and serious voice: "Speaking of which, you and I are from the same village. Our two families are still some relatives. Your grandfather also helped me a lot. Now that your grandfather is gone, the Zhang family is left.
You and Du Miao must guard the family business well and not embarrass your grandpa."
"Uncle Li is right, I remember it." I responded with a smile.
Although I knew that Li Wenfeng was trying to make excuses with me, there was nothing wrong with what he said. On the contrary, it made people feel comfortable.
I have to say that Li Wenfeng is indeed a character. This alone is much better than his younger brother.
It is indeed true that such a person can lead the Li family.
"That's good, come in and talk!" Li Wenfeng said, preparing to be pushed into the house.
"Wait a minute!" I called him.
He looked at me doubtfully.
"Just watch it here!" I glanced at the door that was still tightly closed and said with a smile.
Li Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically as if he remembered something.
"What happened last time was that my uncle didn't provide good hospitality. He was accompanying guests from the provincial capital and didn't have time to take care of you. I'm here to make amends for you."
What he said was beautiful, but he still didn't let anyone open the big iron door, and I was vaguely aware that there were at least a dozen living people in the Li family villa at this moment.
I was even more vigilant. It seemed that the Li family had no good intentions this time.
I glanced at the fat man. He was smiling and didn't seem to notice.
"Uncle Li, let's get down to business. What happened to you?" Li Wenfeng looked at you and asked.
Li Wenfeng nodded, his face turned gloomy again, "No, you should first check on the third child."
After saying that, Li Wenfeng turned to look at the garage next to him, "Open the door!"
As soon as the person under his hand pressed the remote control, the door of the garage next to him slowly rose.
The garage was very large, with a wooden bed across the middle and a white cloth covering it. It looked like Li Wenlei's body should be underneath.
"Great nephew, thank you for your hard work! Please take a look first!"
I nodded and turned towards the garage.
At this time, the fat man suddenly covered his stomach and said, "Zhang Jiuyang, I told you that the stuffing of the buns this morning was broken. You still didn't believe it. It's fine now. Oh, it hurts me to death."
"Brother, where is the toilet?" The fat man looked at Li Wenfeng's younger brother next to him with a painful look on his face and asked.
I was slightly startled, we hadn't eaten in the morning! But then I realized that the fat man was trying to ventilate me on purpose. Although I didn't know what he wanted to do, of course I had to continue acting with him.
I quickly glanced at him and said, "It's just that there are too many things to do. If it's broken, you still eat it. You deserve it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man farted appropriately, with a sound like thunder.
Everyone subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at the fat man in horror, as if they were shocked by this fart.
Unexpectedly, Li Wenfeng's expression suddenly changed, he covered his mouth, retched, and yelled loudly.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let him go to the bathroom quickly."
The people under his hands did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly led the fat man inside. The fat man held his stomach and kept saying "ouch" as he entered the house.
But my heart moved, I glanced at Li Wenfeng, and walked towards the garage again calmly.
Li Wenfeng’s performance is a bit abnormal!
A fart shouldn't make him vomit. Even if he has mental mysophobia, it won't. Could it be related to his condition?
With this thought in my mind, I had already walked to the garage where I died unexpectedly. No one from Li Wenfeng was willing to follow me. They all looked at me from a distance with a look of taboo on their faces.
I have seen photos of Li Wenlei's death. This kind of death is indeed terrifying and strange. It is normal for them not to want to get close to him.
As I got closer, a faint smell wafted out from inside. The smell was a bit special, slightly smelly, but with a sweet fragrance. It was a very weird smell.
It’s corpse scent!
I made up my mind almost instantly.
At the same time, I suddenly became vigilant in my heart, because this kind of smell cannot be emitted by normal death, and Li Wenlei just died yesterday. With the current weather, it is impossible to stink.
I almost subconsciously thought of dry bone piles. Only when bitten by a zombie will the smell be produced in a short period of time.
Thinking of this, I became even more vigilant. People who have been bitten by dry bone piles have a high chance of becoming corpses within seventy-two hours.
Just as this idea came to mind, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw the white cloth covering the body move suddenly.