Lao Cao's body clenched his fists tightly, and the green tendons and blood vessels on the back of his hands bulged high, as if they would burst open at any time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zheng Yishui hurriedly greeted Liu Dagang and said, "Liu Communication, come over and help!" ”

The cook was injured, and it seemed that he couldn't even eat, and it was not for everyone to leave, nor for him to continue to sit stupidly at the banquet. When he was in a dilemma, Liu Dagang heard Mr. Zhangtan greet him, and he was so happy that he got down the stairs and promised: "Okay! He quickly withdrew from the banquet.

"Liu Communication, let's break Lao Cao's fist one by one!" Zheng Yishui said.

Although I don't know what his intentions are, but Mr. Zhangtan's orders are definitely right, Liu Dagang looked at the white and stiff corpse and hesitated, but still gritted his teeth and moved his hand.

When it touched Lao Cao's skin, a chill immediately spread from his fingertips all over his body, and Liu Dagang felt like he had been shocked, and his body shook involuntarily.

Zheng Yishui, who was on the other side, puffed out his cheeks, his face turned red, but he never managed to break a gap in Lao Cao's fist. Liu Dagang was a little surprised: "Is it so exaggerated?" ”

When he actually made his move, he realized that it was not a fist at all, but a cold, stiff lump of iron.

The corpse was stiffened to the extreme.

"Mr. Zheng, why do you have to break it? I really can't move it......" Dagang was a little discouraged, and asked in confusion as he let go of his hand.

"The corpse clenched its fists and bled in its palms, it is a sign of too much anger, if it is not broken in time, someone in the village will definitely die at its hands!"

"Ahh Liu Dagang was shocked, frowned and paused, and took out a change cone from his waist: "If you can't break it, we'll pry it open!" ”

"Good!"

Zheng Yishui took the change cone, inserted it in the crack of Lao Cao's thumb so hard, there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the thumb fell softly, thinking that he had broken his finger bones, but fortunately, he couldn't see anything unusual in appearance.

In the same way, after a while, the two fists of the corpse were pried open, and the ten finger bones were also broken.

As soon as the corpse's clenched fist opened, several deep nail marks on the palm of the palm were revealed, and purple-black dirty blood was still oozing out from time to time. Because of the prie, the nails of several fingers were broken directly in the palms of the hands, and the fingers were bare and blurred with flesh and blood.

Liu Dagang turned his head to the side and didn't dare to look again, but unfortunately saw Lao Cao's wife walking towards them. It turned out that she saw Zheng Yishui and Da Gang holding the cone next to the corpse for a long time, so she hurriedly came over to take a look.

I don't know if I don't look at it, and I will blow up when I see it.

"Zheng Yishui, you bastard, you broke all ten fingers of my man! You are committing a crime, you know? My mother has to sue you today! ”

Lao Cao's wife cried out with a "wow", Zheng Yishui glanced at her in disgust, too lazy to argue with her.

Liu Dagang hurriedly patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't shout! You're wrong sir! When Secretary Cao died, his fists were clenched, if he didn't pry it open, he would definitely take away the two relatives in the family, and then the family would really be ruined! ”

He repeated Zheng Yishui's words again, and Lao Cao's wife immediately quieted down when she heard it, but she still looked at Dagang and Zheng Yishui suspiciously. Look at Lao Cao's hands on the ground, they are soft and bloody, and I can't help but feel sad from them, and I cried out and went to Lao Cao.

This scared Zheng Yishui, who was originally as stable as Mount Tai, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he flew up and kicked Lao Cao's wife into the corner.

I thought that the master's family and Mr. Zhangtan would quarrel a few words, but who knew that they would start to do it! The people who come to mourn are either relatives or neighbors, and there are not a few relatives of the heroine's mother's family, how can an outsider be presumptuous here? One by one, they blew their beards and glared at Zheng Yishui. Liu Dagang was a righteous man, and hurriedly stretched out his arms in front of Zheng Yishui and said, "I can't help it!" I can't help it! Don't do it with Mr. Zhangtan! ”

Who knew that none of these relatives were good at stubble, and they waved their fists and roared viciously: "Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't do it either!" Call me! ”

Liu Dagang was kicked twice inexplicably, and he was about to be unable to stop it, Zheng Yishui behind him suddenly shouted: "Okay!" ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, stunned for less than three seconds, and I don't know who shouted: "Okay, your grandma has a leg!" Call me! Only then did they all come to their senses, and rushed towards Zheng Yishui like crazy.

Only then did he realize that the situation was not good, and if he was killed by this rabble, wouldn't my life be too miserable, right? So he put down the shelf he was holding and said honestly: "Have you made enough trouble?" If I hadn't kicked her away, the tears of my relatives would have dripped onto the dead body, and after 7749 days, the dead body would have turned into a hairy man, and none of us would have survived! ”

When they heard this, they all looked at each other and their anger was gone.

Zheng Yishui was also angry enough, and complained: "His mother's money is not earned, not to mention, I was almost beaten, forget it, I still have to withdraw from the gang." ”

After speaking, he put the cloth jacket containing his own set of guys on his shoulder, and grabbed the door without looking back, and Ren Liu Dagang should not shout behind him.

As soon as Mr. Zhangtan left, there was no way to sing the play. A few elders and relatives discussed it, and asked the people who were still empty to sweep the corpses with grass, stuff them into the rack cart, and pull them to the crematorium.

By the time we got to the crematorium, it was already dark.

The old Yao Tou, who was in charge of refining the corpse, accepted the body and procedures, and instructed the relatives to come and receive the ashes tomorrow.

Furnaces don't burn all year round, they usually burn on the spot. Seeing that the fire in the stove had just risen, Lao Yao lifted the straw mat, grabbed the iron rake fence with his right hand and scratched it vigorously, and four sharp iron hooks immediately penetrated Lao Cao's instep, splashing blood all over the ground.

Slowly pulling the hinges, Lao Cao's body was hung upside down in mid-air, shaking slightly, his qi and blood instantly sank, his head was rounded, and the two eyeballs that only the whites of his eyes seemed to burst out of his sockets at any time.

Lao Yao glanced at it, and couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart, fortunately, he was used to it after so many years, raised his hand and picked up the half bottle of two pots on the bench, tilted his neck, and poured a fine light, and then turned on the radio and listened to the song while waiting for the fire to rise.

In the interval between listening to the music, there seemed to be a "tick-tock" sound coming, Lao Yao Tou looked around, and did not find anything unusual, and finally fixed his eyes on the corpse of Lao Cao in mid-air.

Yes, the sound came from that direction! Lao Yao Xin said that there was still blood dripping on the instep of the corpse, but when he looked up, there were only four bloody wounds left on the big white foot.

Lao Yao's scalp tightened, and although he was afraid, he still twisted the empty wine bottle and planned to go over to see what was going on.