Chapter 8: A Late Night Visit
The village chief was a little frightened and hastened to go home.
But the car slowed down suddenly, and followed unhurriedly.
The village chief became more and more frightened, and quickened his pace, and after entering the door, he was already out of breath, and he quickly closed the door.
Before the village chief could enter the room, he heard the car stop at the door, and someone was talking and getting out of the car.
The creaking sound of feet stepping on the snow was particularly harsh, followed by a heavy knock on the door.
The village chief's woman came out of the room, looked at the village chief in a little panic and whispered, "What's the matter?" ”
"I don't know, there's a car that keeps following me." The village chief touched the cold sweat on his face and said.
At this moment, there was a clangling sound at the door.
The village chief, the village chief and the woman looked at each other, and the woman said, "Call the police." ”
The village chief thought of Qin Lang, shook his head and said, "Forget it." If you really can't do it, call the police. You'll see the opportunity to act. ”
The woman nodded desperately, and the hand holding the phone was already trembling.
"Hide inside with the child, I'll open the door." When the village chief spoke, he was already scolding outside, saying, "The grass and mud horses are all dead." ”
"Here, here, said the village chief." The village chief came to the gate as he spoke, and before the gate was fully opened, someone knocked it open, and the village chief's head hit a bag and fell to the ground.
There were five people walking in, and the man at the front had a long scar on his face, like a disgusting centipede lying on his face, which looked uncomfortable.
"Grass mud horse, why don't you open the door." Scarface swears.
"Forget it, Brother Dong, let's hurry up and eat something, I'm starving to death. After eating, I went to find the dead fat man Huang Manyin. A short man in the back said.
Dead fat man, Huang Manyin, the village chief suddenly remembered the person he saw next to Qin Lang, and was stunned for a moment.
"If you have something to eat, prepare some." The fat man said.
"Yes, yes." The village chief said in a row.
"Wife, hurry up, prepare some meals for a few brothers." The village chief shouted a little flatteringly.
The village chief's wife hid to the side, holding a mobile phone in her hand, and kept looking at the situation outside, and her heart was already beating badly. Hearing the village chief calling her outside, she resisted her fear and agreed.
Scarface Dong Ge led people into the room and sat down in the room with a big grin.
Dong Ge took out a photo, handed it to the village chief, and said, "Look at it, have you seen this person, if you have seen it, you can provide information, one million and one million in cash." ”
The village chief originally wanted to hand a cigarette to the man named Dongge, but when he saw the man in the photo, his hands trembled, and the whole box of cigarettes fell to the ground. His expression changed greatly, because the person in the photo was clearly the fat man next to Qin Lang.
When the village chief squatted down to pick up cigarettes, the short man glanced at Dong Ge, reached out and grabbed the village chief's hair, and smashed it with a fist, causing blood to flow out of the village chief's nose and mouth.
When the village chief's woman heard the sound in this room, she rushed over with a kitchen knife in her hand and tried her best, but she was kicked over and pressed on the kang.
"You know this person." Brother Dong lit a cigarette and asked coldly.
"I don't know." The village chief said.
"Beat him up and make him tell the truth." The short man spit out all the things the village chief had just eaten with two fists, and his body kept cramping.
"I don't know." Brother Dong asked again.
"Big brother, I really don't know." The village chief struggled to speak.
"Is it not a knife in the ribs for a friend, you don't make money if you have money, as long as you say it now, Lao Tzu will still give you a million." Dong Ge reached out and lifted the village chief's chin.
"Big brother. Who wouldn't see the money these days, but I really didn't see it. "The village doesn't want to say it, it's not because of any emotional or unemotional thing, that dead fat man doesn't seem to be a good master, if these people can't catch him and let him run away, and then know that he said it, it is estimated that their whole family will die.
"You've been lying, don't blame me if you're so uncooperative." Dong Ge said word by word, and the scar on his face became even more terrifying.
The village chief's hand was pressed against the table, and a sharp dagger slashed at the village chief's little finger.
A scream pierced the silent night sky of the small village, and the village chief fainted.
"Splash cold water." Dong Ge said.
The short man woke the village up with cold water and asked, "It's all right, but if you don't want all your fingers to fall off, let's just say it." ”
"Dad, if you know, just say it." The village chief's woman cried and shouted as she struggled.
At this moment, a little boy rushed in with a wooden stick in his hand, and before the stick could fall, he was kicked down by a man.
"I'm going to kill you." The boy's childish eyes were full of hatred.
"Little rabbit, there is a kind, he is a man, don't be embarrassed for him." Dong Ge has a soft spot for this child.
"You still don't say it." When Dong Ge turned around, his gaze had become hideous.
The village chief shook his head.
At this time, a thin man lay in Dong Ge's ear and muttered a few words, with an extremely treacherous smile on his face.
"Grass mud horse, you can come up with this kind of idea." Dong Ge laughed and scolded.
The thin man walked up to the village chief's woman, and looked at this woman, who was about fifty years old, but because of her long-term pampering, she looked like she was in her early forties, and it could be regarded as the kind of charm that still existed.
"Your woman feels good, I'll try it." The thin man's face is obscene and a**.
"Fuck you, mom," the village chief became irritable. Yes, that man wants his woman to be bullied by other men.
"Let you scold, you will see my kung fu in a while, and I promise to make your woman call comfortably." The thin man began to unbutton the village chief's woman's clothes full.
One grain, one grain, skilful and lightweight.
The village chief's woman blushed and cursed the scoundrel in front of her in the most vicious language. If words could kill, the thin man in front of him would have become full of holes.
The clothes were taken off by the thin man, and the body of the village chief's woman Bai Huahua was trembling constantly.
Smack, the thin man patted the village chief's woman's buttocks gently, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that it is well maintained at such an age, and it is still so fresh." ”
"If you don't say it, you really don't have a chance." Dong Ge looked at the village chief.
The village chief's woman no longer resisted at this time, her eyes were closed, and her body was paralyzed on the kang.
The village chief said in his heart, fatty, it's not that I'm sorry for you, it's that I really can't do anything about it.
Just as the thin man took off his pants, the village chief shouted like a wolf: "I said." ”