The old woman kept muttering these words over and over again. /./

She didn't know where she came from, and she didn't know where she came from.

But at this time, who cares about what she says, let alone who she is.

I just said that the blue hard hat didn't run when it fell down on the wall. In fact, it's not that he doesn't run, but he can't run at all, and the speed at which a wall falls is much greater than the reaction speed of a normal person plus the speed of escape.

What's more, although the contractor drove me away, I faced the blue hard hat and smashed the wall, and I clearly saw that his hammer was only smashing the corners of the wall. — and not inward, outward.

Seeing the wall collapse alive, and seeing the migrant brothers buried under the wall like this, this visual impact is more touching than seeing brass being hit by a car that day.

Although my mind went blank and the tip of my nose broke out in a cold sweat, several questions flipped back and forth in my mind: Did he hurt the moment the wall fell on him? Can he breathe? Is he afraid? Even in the last second of his sentience, was he cold? Did he get on a paper carriage? Has he already drilled into the small opening that connects the two worlds of yin and yang?

It's not that I want to curse him to die, but he must be dead - even if he is one of the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin, it is estimated that he will not escape.

At this moment, a voice came and interrupted my thoughts: "What are you doing in a daze, you have smashed people to death, save them quickly!" ”

The voice was shouted from the group of migrant workers, and the group came to their senses, scrambling with shovels, pickaxes, hammers, and chainsaws to split the fallen wall.

The foreman's face was originally black, but at this time it turned whiter, his legs were a little weak, he couldn't help but take two steps back, and then wiped his face with his sleeve, and only muttered one sentence in his mouth: "I really can't afford to lose this time, I really can't afford to lose this time......"

I was still asking the blue hard hat: Are you happy?

In an instant he answered me with his life.

The wind blew, and because of the evaporation of sweat, I was frozen at that time.

Then he quickly ran to the collapsed wall, picked up a shovel from the ground on one side, and began the rescue work.

The wall that the blue hard hat knocked down was one of the rowhouses, and it was not large, but it was enough to smash people.

Later, I learned that in fact, these facades are bordered by the railway station in the north, various commercial buildings in the south of the city, a large playground, parks, and furniture cities in the west, and residential areas in the east. In front of the door is a very important road, although it is not the main road of the city, but it is connected to the main road, so even a fool knows that this is a prime location, the flow of people is huge, and the popularity is also super prosperous.

As long as there is money to be earned, there is nothing to shy away from, regardless of whether its name is auspicious or not, even if it really lives in a coffin, as long as it can make money, it doesn't matter.

Black cats and white cats are good cats when they catch mice, so people want to open their doors here to do business.

Although the rent is getting higher and higher, the charter company of this row of facades still feels that the benefits are still not maximized.

If you want to make the most profit, of course, you can tear down this row of one-story stores, and then build a ten-story and twenty-story commercial building, divide and rent it out, and you will make more money - that is really equivalent to planting a cash cow.

Anyone of normal intelligence would think so, so the tenants of this row of storefronts drove the merchants away and built houses on their own turf.

Originally, the charter company wanted to invite an excavator to demolish his house, although it was fast, but it was not cheap to ask for labor, anyway, on the road, and under the bridge, there were people waiting for work everywhere, so he invited this team, and signed an employment agreement with the contractor of this team, that is, the project manager, to do as much as he wanted, and if there was a work-related injury, he was responsible for it.

The foreman saw that they had demolished dozens of high-rise buildings, and now it was a piece of cake to demolish these small houses with only one floor, but he didn't expect that in three days, two people had already been broken.

I shoveled the earth with a shovel and looked at the cut in the wall.

This house was built relatively early, and it feels like it should be a building from the **10s, or a brick wall structure, not the current reinforced concrete structure.

In fact, to tell the truth, even if the commodity city is not built, it should be demolished and rebuilt.

Just like your own house, you live in a grass house at first, then tear down the grass house, build a tile house, and then tear down the tile house and build a building.

After about twenty minutes of banging and beating, we finally broke the wall to pieces, and as people removed the pieces of the wall, they finally saw the blue hard hat.

He's already "flattened" – that's expected, but it's also the last thing you want.

This "flat" is different from the kind of "flat" used by feng shui masters, but it is smashed "flat", like being pressed by a road roller, but it is not so smooth.

The skull was shattered, the brains were overflowing, and the face was no longer mentioned, as if it had been doused with sulfuric acid.

The sternum is estimated to have been shattered, and if it weren't for the clothes wrapping it, it is estimated that the intestines would have flowed out together.

The most conspicuous thing is the blue hard hat, which is also a piece of plastic.

Seeing this scene, it was not nausea, but a chill oozing from the bones: the person who was fine just now was gone in an instant.

After that, I didn't sleep well for a few days, and I always felt that there was such a "flat" person in my dreams, who kept chasing me.

I didn't dare to look any further, and stepped aside.

At this time, one of the migrant workers shouted: "Manager, come and see, it's so strange!" ”

Hearing him call the contractor, I also walked over to take a look.

It might not be strange if the blue hard hat just died, but with his death, blood slowly flowed out of his body, and it turned out to flow into a spiral circular pattern - like a mosquito coil.

How so?

But where can the foreman take care of these things at this time, as if he is like an angry monkey waving his arms and shouting: "What are you still doing in a daze, call an ambulance!" ”

Not long after, the horn of an ambulance came, and it was Xiaohui who got out of the car-120 rescue is also the principle of choosing the nearest one.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw me in the crowd, but she still went to look at the dead man first, and after taking a look, she shook her head and said: "His bones are shattered, and his brain has penetrated into the ground, there is no sign of life, and it is impossible to save him, so you better prepare for the future." ”

The foreman shook his head and said, "He is still alive, you have to save him, if he dies again, how will I go home in the future, how will I face the people in our village?" ”

Xiaohui still shook her head: "He is indeed dead, this is reality." ”

The contractor was also helpless at this time, and everyone was silent, not knowing what to do next.

But all I can do is help them get here, and there's nothing I can do about the rest.

At this time, Xiaohui asked me, "Why are you here?" ”

"Oh, when I passed by here, I saw a man smashed into the wall, so I thought about saving people, but I didn't save them."

"I didn't expect you to be so kind?" Xiaohui glanced at me and asked.

Her question was the same as the question Yang Chen asked me at the beginning, no way, I was always easy to be misunderstood, and I was used to it, but I still asked: "What do you mean?" ”

"What do you mean? When you played hooligan on me, if it weren't for Ye Zixuan's face, I would have called the police to arrest you. Xiaohui's mouth suddenly shook.

"It's good that you're not Yang Chen!" I said with a smile.

"Who is Yang Chen?"

"A friend. It was me who was wrong that time, and I apologize to you. "I thought to myself as I spoke, if you hadn't taken the initiative to chase Ye Zixuan, would he have asked me to find a way to get rid of you? But now it's not what it used to be, so he said again: "By the way, let me ask you a question, do you have any feelings for Ye Zixuan?" ”

After hearing this, Xiaohui seemed to have not heard it, and asked, "I don't quite understand, what do you mean?" ”

"If you feel for him, I can help you match, that's it, just invite me, the big matchmaker, to a meal."

"Oh? He was dumped and looked for me again? Last time I was in the hospital, I said it was too ruthless, I'm not instant noodles, anyone who wants to soak can soak it. Xiaohui turned away.

Thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with Xiaohui doing this now, and I don't know what to say, so I turned around to leave.

But I didn't expect Xiaohui to suddenly stop me, but she seemed to have forgotten my name, which was really tragic, and just said, "That, where is Ye Zixuan now?" ”

"Oh, you can call me Zhao Zilong."

"I'm sorry, your name is really hard to remember."

Not easy to remember? If Zhao Dalong is not easy to remember, but Zhao Zilong is very easy to remember, but he also has a long knowledge, and people who don't take you to heart, even if your name is Bill Gates, will not remember you.

"Ye Zixuan is at work now." I replied, "However, we are staying in a three-bedroom apartment in the neighborhood for the time being. ”

"By the way, what do you do?

I? I didn't know what to say for a while, so I thought for a long time and said, "I'm a stall owner." ”

"That's not bad, this line of business is very profitable, and one of my classmates drives a Honda to sell wallets."

"Oh, there are too many people setting up stalls now, and it's hard to make money."

"What's your phone number?" She asked.

After telling her, she got into an ambulance and left.

I then remembered the old woman who had just spoken, but she was gone, was what she just said prophesy?

On the first day of construction, one died, and on the third day, another died, so will another person die on the sixth day?

But this is someone demolishing their own house, what does it have to do with her?

But if according to what she said, the feng shui direction here, maybe change the name, it should not be called "ascending the coffin to make a fortune", maybe it should be called "ascending to heaven and making a fortune". 151 Kanshu.com .