Past eleven.

A taxi is parked in front of a slum.

The car stopped, but no one got out.

Mu Xiaotian, the co-pilot, looked at the driver, hesitated, and said, "Master, how much?"

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a bare head and a thin man who looked like he hadn't eaten in a year. The chin is particularly pointed, and the eye sockets are sunken.

The driver pointed to the display watch: "Count you in a hundred bills." ”

It shows one hundred and one.

Mu Xiaotian hesitated, and glanced back at Deng Jiajia and Mu Wanxiang: "I didn't bring a wallet, which of you has?"

The two shook their heads in unison, but they were uncomfortable, and they didn't dare to laugh if they wanted to.

Before coming, in order to punish Mu Xiaotian, Deng Jiajia made a strange request, that is, no matter what he did today, Mu Xiaotian would pay, but Mu Xiaotian was not allowed to bring a penny, nor could he scan the code to pay, he could find someone to borrow money, and if she did, she forgave Mu Xiaotian for being "abrupt".

According to her, to praise her is to insult her, and to praise her is to praise her, and as long as she is not blind, she knows that she is beautiful, so she must be punished.

Mu Xiaotian was originally still fighting.

Mu Wanxiang resolutely stood on Deng Jiajia's side this time, and confidently agreed with this plan, saying that this was a shameless punishment for him. According to her meaning, with her brother's appearance, what kind of woman should she marry? She has to like Deng Jiajia? Isn't that blind? Therefore, she must be punished.

Mu Xiaotian went out nervously, trying to find a mask to wear, but found that there was no mask shop on the way at all.

It looks like he's going to be killed today.

"That master, look, I forgot to bring my wallet, can this matter be ......?"

"You can scan the code, who brings the wallet now?" The bald driver pointed to the QR code, looking at Mu Xiaotian a little strangely.

Mu Xiaotian was embarrassed to death.

patted his body: "I didn't bring my mobile phone, master, I was in too much of a hurry to come out." ”

The bald driver looked vigilant: "Do you want to give money?"

Mu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, nodded, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Fuck, it's easy for him to kill people, but it's too difficult for him to rely on a hundred banknotes for an immortal. I shouldn't have promised these two chicks.

"Impossible!"

The driver said coldly, bending down and lifting a large hammer from under his feet, almost the size of his head.

"In the past ten years, this hammer has broken the heads of a hundred people, you have no money, you can pay it back with your life, rest assured, I am very fast, a hammer down, there will be no pain, you have to thank me for sending you to heaven." Are you sure?"

The skinny bald driver did not change in the slightest on his face, he should be wearing a mask. Kill someone and throw the mask away, who knows who killed it? It seems that he is a ruthless person.

Deng Jiajia and Mu Wanxiang looked at this scene with anticipation on their faces, and when they came, they had already said that when they had to pay, they were not allowed to use force no matter what.

Only outwitted.

This plan immediately won Mu Wanxiang's support, and the two changed their previous suspicions and dealt with Mu Xiaotian together.

Mu Xiaotian nodded very affirmatively: "It's true that I didn't bring my mobile phone, or you searched my body?" I didn't bring a penny, but if you hit me on the head with this hammer, I will definitely hate you for thousands of generations." ”

The bald driver snorted, his face full of disdain: "I haven't lived to understand, who cares about the generations? Get out of the car! Do you see it over there? Over there, yes, the slums, the most complicated place in Daxia Mansion, there are a mixture of fish and dragons, and at least a hundred people die every day." Where shall I give you a ride?"

Mu Xiaotian turned his head to look, a piece of low bungalows, like rows of pig houses.

This is not far from Mu Xiaotian's hometown, this area is a famous slum in Daxia Province, the people who live here are some refugees who have fled, or some orphans and widows, who have nothing to rely on.

Because this is a slum specially set aside by the government, there is no rent, no property, only water and electricity bills, all of them are prefabricated houses, which can be demolished at any time.

Generally, the area is given according to the population, eight square meters per person.

"Okay, you drop the hammer quickly in a while, I'm dead, and the two sisters behind me are bothering you to take care of them. Mu Xiaotian's face was sincere, as if he was holding a lonely child before he died.

The bald driver looked back at Deng Jiajia and Mu Wanxiang, his eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed: "This is natural, I am a righteous driver, and I promise that they will not worry about eating and drinking in the future." ”

Mu Xiaotian looked grateful, but he almost laughed in his heart.

You don't have to look to know that the two little peppers behind him will hate him to death.

A group of four people got out of the car, and the bald driver carried a big hammer and escorted Mu Xiaotian towards the slum.

Along the way, many onlookers watched, and the children followed in pairs with bare butts and bare feet, and coaxed: "Kill the pig!"

"Xiangxiang?!"

Suddenly, there was a tender cry from the crowd.

Mu Xiaotian turned his head to look, and a little girl who was dressed simply but not dirty looked at them in surprise, ran out of the crowd, and grabbed Mu Wanxiang.

Mu Wanxiang pointed at Mu Xiaotian and said with a smile: "My brother, I don't have money to pay the fare, so I will be beaten to death with a hammer." ”

Jian Xiaoqi sighed, and it was strange that Mu Wanxiang was speaking in this tone at this time.

Mu Wanxiang whispered a word in her ear, and Jian Xiaoqi said "ah" again, thinking that it was so fun?

Immediately joined the team, and Mu Wanxiang followed all the way.

Mu Xiaotian saw all this in his eyes, thinking that this little girl should be that Jian Xiaoqi, this is too unconscionable, right?

The group walked to a big dirty room, which was full of feces and urine, and there was almost no place to stay, a few rotten tables and chairs were staggered, the beams were full of dust, and cobwebs were hanging everywhere.

"That's it, this was originally the office of this Dongming community, and now the leaders of the community have been beaten to death by the poor, no one cares about the lives of these people, and the main function of this big house is to kill people, see?"

The bald driver pointed to the left corner: "There is a dead man's pit there, just throw it in if you kill it, that pit has no bottom, and you can't even hear the sound when you throw it down." ”

Sure enough, there was a pit with a diameter of one meter and a half there, and there was a black hole in the middle of the pit.

Mu Xiaotian frowned, and asked the driver very seriously: "Big brother, how can there be a deep hole in this original community office?"

The bald driver smiled and waved the hammer in his hand: "I'll give you a hurry later, you go down to find the answer." ”

Mu Xiaotian stared at the driver very seriously: "Big brother, I'm not joking with you, I'm serious?

The bald driver laughed: "Reasonable." There's hell down there, isn't it just the right place to bury the corpse?"

Hell?

Mu Xiaotian slowly opened the fairy eye and glanced at the hole.

Countless spirits were twisting and screaming at the entrance of the cave, their small hands stretched out for help......

Hell's Gate?

There really is a ghost!