"Okay, okay!"

Director Yang, who was numb-faced, turned his head over, carried the "corpse" of Ye Shuai, and stretched out his right hand tremblingly to grab the cover.

"Hurry up, you're afraid of hanging!" Qin Hao saw him grinding and chirping, and he didn't dare to open it for a long time, he was impatient.

Director Yang scolded in his heart: "Nima, this is a dead man! Why aren't you afraid of you?"

But this is just his thoughts, for the 500,000 red envelope, he endured it.

So, shaking his right hand, he finally grabbed Yeshuai's face cloth, and then he pulled it away little by little.

Qin Hao's eyes stared at the cover that he pulled down, and a miserable white and bloodless face was finally revealed.

"Okay, okay, no!"

Director Yang still didn't dare to turn his head to look.

"No, it can't be! Did those bastards really snipe you to death?"

Seeing Ye Shuai lying there motionless with his eyes closed, Qin Hao completely collapsed, and he suddenly said excitedly: "It's numb, why don't you get up for me, our accounts haven't been settled yet......!

His face was distorted and he rushed to the side of Ye Shuai's "corpse", stretched out his hands, and pinched Ye Shuai's neck fiercely, shaking it desperately.

Ye Shuai's pale face slowly turned red, and he scolded in his heart: "Wang Ba Lamb, pinch it again, Lao Tzu is really going to be over, you are such a big pervert!"

"Qin Shao, don't, don't, we can't whip the corpse! I heard that a person's soul will not dissipate soon after he dies, if you want to abuse his corpse, his ghost will haunt you for a lifetime!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ye Shuai open his eyes and wink at him gratefully.

"Gah?!"

Director Yang wiped his eyes, "Paralyzed, am I dazzled?"

When he looked at Ye Shuai's eyes again, they were obviously closed!

He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "It must be my own eyes!"

However, his legs had begun to tremble unconsciously.

"Qin, Qin Shao, hurry, let go!

He forced Qin Hao's hand open, and Ye Shuai fell to the morgue.

Director Yang glanced at it meaningfully, only to see Ye Shuai open his eyes again and wink at him, which means, thank you, or Lao Tzu would have to be strangled!

"He's opened his eyes, ghost, ghost!" Director Yang pointed at Ye Shuai, his mouth unfavorable.

"you! This is a corpse. Are you afraid of hanging?!"

At this time, Qin Hao was almost crazy, he now hoped that Ye Shuai would live, and he would torture him to death little by little!

In his heart, it seems that only when he cuts off Ye Shuai's flesh one by one, cuts Ye Shuai's tendons one by one, and drains Ye Shuai's blood drop by drop, seeing Ye Shuai wailing and suffering, in despair, slowly dying, can completely resolve the hatred in his heart!

After he grabbed Director Yang, he glanced at Ye Shuai again, his eyes were obviously closed. However, he suddenly had a solution to his hatred in his heart.

"Is there a knife?"

Director Yang swallowed, "You, what are you going to do?"

Qin Hao smiled pervertedly, "I'm going to scrape off his flesh piece by piece and shave his bones!"

Director Yang was frightened and took two steps back, "Perverted, perverted, I don't earn this money~"

After saying that, he turned around and ran out, and as he ran, he said: "Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Ghost Brother, don't come to me! It's the pervert who wants to torture you! It's not me, it's not me......"

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared outside the door.

"Coward, you don't make any money, save it for Lao Tzu, you don't have a knife, I'll find it myself." ”

Qin Hao also walked towards the door.

At this time, Ye Shuai, who was lying on the morgue, scolded in his heart: "Qin Hao, I curse your eight-generation ancestors not to die well! You are a super pervert! You are numb, Lao Tzu is dead, and you will not let go of my corpse!"

He was in a hurry! If he was really cut alive by someone, his flesh was cut, his tendons were cut, and his bones were shaved, then he would have no face to live in the underworld!

"Little B, little B, how long will I have to recover! The taste of lying here waiting to die is so painful, I don't want to lie here again in my life!"

"Beep, I'm afraid your wish will not be fulfilled in your lifetime, because your human body life span is limited, and you are born to count the days and wait for death!

"Little B, can you not give me a whole useless whole, who doesn't know that everyone has to die, but death can score how to die. Some died on the battlefield and lived a heroic life; some made unremitting efforts and struggled; some were at ease and spent a leisurely life; and some had a happy life with a group of children and grandchildren...... But I, how old am I, I'm in the prime of my youth, I don't want to die now! Besides, Lao Tzu is dead, and he can't lie in the morgue and let people die to death!"

"Beep, the host's body is back to normal, it will take about half an hour or so to finish, and the unknown state has entered a critical period!"

Ye Shuai wailed, he was anxious!

Now for a second, he didn't want to wait, he just wanted to get out of this hellish place quickly.

In the cold morgue, at this time, the silence was terrible, and the cold air wafted up. Formation of misty.

Ye Shuai's face became more and more white from the cold.

"This hospital is really, why is it so frozen? Really, so that the dead can't get warmth!

Just as he was waiting anxiously with his eyes open and looking at the roof, suddenly, the door opened again.

"Damn! It's over! That pervert is back! Qin Hao, I'll curse your whole family to die!"

Ye Shuai cursed in his heart, but there seemed to be the footsteps of three people in his ears.

"Paralysis, Qin Hao, you won't find two more helpers to shave Lao Tzu's bones!"

He panicked.

"Dean, hurry up, which is the corpse of the night handsome?" a sweet and sexy woman's voice echoed in the empty morgue.

"Hmm, it doesn't seem to be Qin Hao!"

Ye Shuai was happy in his heart, it seems that Lao Tzu has been saved this time! As long as it drags on for half an hour, Lao Tzu will give Qin Hao a scam corpse and scare that son of a bitch to death!

"Miss Long Bi, the one in front is the one in front! He has a bullet from a British hidden PM sniper rifle, and we have taken it out for him. It's just that he bled too much, and in the end he lost his vital features!?" The dean said.

"Are you sure it's a British hidden PM sniper rifle??" Long Bi wondered.

The dean said with certainty: "That's right, I once studied forensic identification, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with the identification of that bullet!"

This sniper is probably one of the top 100 killers in the world. The expression on Long Bi's face became solemn, "Let's take a look at the wound first!"

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