Accompanied by the singing of Jin Opera, Hu Dahai carried a gun and walked towards the accountant's house with high spirits. Acquaintances passing by called him, but he didn't answer.

Compared with his family's adobe house, which was rotten and poor, the accountant was already considered to be well-off, the tiled house was wide and bright, and the yard was very smooth.

When he entered the door, the accountant was drinking wine with four side dishes, which was delicious!

Hu Dahai sat down there with a golden knife, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and threw it on the table, "Write!" ”

"Write what?"

The accountant looked at him disdainfully.

He, the village accountant, followed the village chief, and he has made some oil and water over the years. Otherwise, would this shiny house be expected to be cut out of the soil?

In his eyes, Hu Dahai is a rat, and he has to spoil this pot of soup.

Shouting all day long to sue the village chief, is it useful!

If you don't use it, it's a bad person's mood.

Hu Dahai knew what this guy was thinking, and he didn't talk nonsense with him, so he took off the tiger canvas wrapped around the gun, and the muzzle of the black hole went straight to the head of the village accountant.

"You are the village accountant, you must know how much money the village chief has embezzled, write me a confession."

The village accountant was a little panicked when he was pointed at gunpoint, "The sea, this thing is dangerous, you put it away first." ”

Hu Dahai lightly spit out a word: "Write!" ”

Everyone knows the power of the gun, and as soon as the gun is fired, it explodes in the head. Under the threat of death, the village accountant picked up a pen and paper and confessed.

But unfortunately, at this moment, a siren was heard in the distance, probably a police car passing by.

The village accountant was encouraged, threw the pen on the table, and smiled: "Come on, shoot!" ”

Hu Dahai's eyes blinked frequently, and he silently took back the gun, all evil, he was not as good as Jiao Shengli, the village chief, and the village accountant.

"Hmph, eggless guy, let's coax, kind of you shoot! Come here! The village accountant pointed to his head and said arrogantly.

He was determined, Hu Dahai didn't dare to shoot.

At this moment, Yuan Pengfei's advice sounded in Hu Dahai's mind: When you want to shoot, say this mantra, "Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger".

"Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger!"

With a loud shout, accompanied by a tiger roar, a big furry paw stretched out from the picture scroll, and one paw smashed half of the village accountant's face, and blood splattered on the spot.

This fantasy scene made Hu Dahai a little stunned, what the hell is this?

The world is a little incomprehensible.

He put the gun on his back, wrapped the canvas around his arm very solemnly, opened the door and left.

The village accountant died in the claws of a tiger, and he had nothing to do with Hu Dahai.

However, you can't run away from the village chief.

The village chief's house is a grade higher than the accountant, although it is still a bungalow, but the appearance is not simple, there is a porch where to enter the hospital, according to the wall. In ancient times, it was also the treatment of rich landowners in the countryside.

As soon as Hu Dahai arrived at the door of his house, he happened to meet the village chief coming out, and there was no big nonsense, he threw the gun on his back forward and aimed directly at the village chief.

"What are you doing here, sea?"

The village chief put on his official prestige, wanting to scare Hu Dahai and tell him not to mess around.

But Hu Dahai didn't bird him, just like a tiger hunting important prey, holding a gun and slowly walking around the village chief in a semicircle.

"Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger!"

With a loud shout, the village chief didn't know why, a huge furry claw stretched out from the scroll on Hu Dahai's arm, and a claw took out the village chief's chest, disemboweling it.

The internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the black-red heart was a little conspicuous, Hu Dahai put the gun on his back, "Sure enough, the heart is black." ”

He walked out of the village, on the road that led from the village to the town and county. The emaciated horse was overwhelmed by the heavy body, and its owner was still in his heart, whipping the horse desperately for the coal that would bring him money.

"Drive, drive, drive......"

Hu Dahai approached, he had seen this scene many times, how similar the thin chai horse was to him. Touching the scene, he inevitably rose indignantly.

"Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger!"

Huge furry claws poked out and cut off the wrangler's head.

The eyes are blind, the ears are deaf, and since you don't use your brain, you should never use it.

"Damn it, brute!"

Hu Dahai spat and set foot on the last leg of the trip with a gun on his back.

Shengli Group digs and washes coal, with an output value of billions of billions. They built factories and buildings on the land they had requisitioned, which was much larger than their dilapidated village????

As soon as Hu Dahai walked to the bottom of the building, he saw Jiao Shengli's exclusive car, Daben.

After a little thought, he decided to make this the place where Jiao Shengli died.

Sitting in the back of the car, his mind was clearer than ever.

These people deserve to die, the village chief sucks blood from the villagers, embezzles and corrupts. The village accountant is in the same stream as him, and he is also a bastard.

The coachman who drove the horses knew how to whip and would not let the horses breathe. If the horse doesn't kick him to death, the tiger slaps him to death with one paw.

As for this Jiao victory, it is even more damned.

is also a classmate, Jiao Shengli is famous, he wants money, he wants people, and he lives a very chic life.

And he Hu Dahai, except for the adobe house in the village, and his sister, who lived a harder life than him, had nothing.

He still thinks about what his sister said: "Just thinking about making a fortune, you have Jiao Shengli and the village chief are so evil!" ”

All evil, can you live a good life?

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

All evils, he Hu Dahai can do it, and he is even more evil than the village chief and Jiao Shengli!

Outside the car, Jiao Shengli sent away a few subordinates and was about to drive home, but as soon as he sat down, he noticed something was wrong in the rearview mirror.

"The sea, what are you doing here, how can you get into my car!" He asked sharply.

Hu Dahai raised the gun, and the muzzle of the black hole was pressed against Jiao Shengli's head, "You lack respect for strength!" ”

Jiao Shengli's tone changed suddenly, and he became kind and kind: "Dahai, what do you want, just say it directly, I will never shirk if I can meet it." ”

Chairman Jiao changed his face quickly, and he could go to the Guinness Book of Records.

Hu Dahai was silent, he hoped that through his sunglasses, he could see Jiao Shengli's frightened eyes. But if you think about it, you have too many ideas to do things, and it's easy to make mistakes.

His gun was pointed at the sky, and he didn't point it at Jiao Shengli. While Jiao Shengli breathed a sigh of relief, he continued to promise: "That's right, how much money do you want from the sea, say a number, I'll give it to you." ”

The answer to him was: "Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger!" ”

The furry tiger claws slapped down, Jiao Shengli was directly covered on the car door, and the car glass was shattered by his skull.

When he died, he didn't even know how he died.

Hu Dahai sat in the back seat, his face gloomy for a day, and finally a smile appeared.

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