Chapter 33: The Night of the Killing

The night is dark, everything is quiet, and a black BMW sedan is parked on the shore of Boyang Lake.

The bald man lay on his back on the seat, and two groping hands roamed the laps of the two women.

"Brother Hao...... Don't you...... You're hurting people......"

"Brother Hao, dissipate your anger, bring a few more brothers over another day, and the storyteller can't run away. ”

"yes...... Yes, Brother Hao, let's dissipate your anger, the night is so good tonight, why don't we ......"

"!" the bald man spat and touched the five band-aids on his face, his cheeks twitching in pain.

He vowed several times to find out the people who were secretly calculating, but there was no monitoring installed in the farmhouse, how could he find out?

The more I thought about it, the more angry my heart became, and the bald man slapped the woman's thigh, making the woman scream in pain.

One of the women was also interested, and hurriedly squatted down, untying the bald man's underwear, and waited carefully......

"Brother Hao, is there really a treasure in this lake?" the other woman asked cautiously, pressing the bald man's shoulder.

The bald man closed his eyes, took a breath of cool air, his lower body shook unconsciously, and said strangely:

"No, my grandfather has been fishing in this lake all his life, and he has caught a lot of those old things. ”

"I still have several pieces of porcelain at home, I don't have to worry about food and clothing in my life anyway, haha......"

"Oops...... Brother Hao, you're so bad. The woman who was squatting below suddenly raised her head and continued:

"It turns out that Brother Hao really deliberately cheated the storyteller, haha, he deserved to be cheated. ”

"Is it bad? You follow me, and you won't have to worry about anything in the future. The bald man pressed the woman's head down again.

As if thinking of something, he looked gloomy and added:

"Baby, you may not know, just in the waters of the old man's temple, you don't know how many shipwrecks there are. ”

"When my grandfather was back, he saw an official ship swept into the water by a whirlpool, and all the people on board died. ”

"Ahh Brother Hao, don't scare us. ”

Two women are like frightened hens, one hugging the bald man's neck and the other hugging the bald man's thigh.

"Alright, baby," the bald man glared, "that won't scare you, let's get some excitement." ”

The three of them glanced at each other, and untied their clothes together...... The BMW sedan rose up and down, shaking violently......

A minute later, the bald man raised his hand and patted the woman's sensitive parts, and said solemnly:

"Baby, do you feel the car moving?"

Hearing this, the two women stopped shaking, looked at each other, and wondered:

"No, Brother Hao, are you hallucinating? The handbrake has been pulled, don't worry, it's okay. ”

"Hmm...... Baby, let's move on. The bald man hugged left and right, and the car shook violently again.

“...... Yes...... Heroic...... Brother Hao...... No more...... I'm about to go......"

"Stop...... Get out of here!" At the critical moment, the bald man suddenly pushed one of the women away.

Under the complaining gaze of the two women, he hurriedly pressed his head against the car window, observing the situation outside.

But at first glance, his face instantly turned pale, and he subconsciously stepped on the brake and pulled the handbrake.

But he never expected that the brake would be stepped on without any pressure, and it was obvious that the brake line had already been cut.

"Who did this?" the bald man roared loudly inside the car, punching and punching the steering wheel.

Seeing that the car was gradually being pushed into Boyang Lake, he really panicked this time, this was a catastrophe.

He tried to open the car door, but to no avail, and when the car was submerged in water, the three of them would drown.

The two women punched and kicked in the car, crying profusely, and then screaming for help in a hoarse voice.

It's a pity that the shore of Boyang Lake is too far away from the village, and no one can hear it even if it screams through his throat.

"Brother...... Dad, you're my own father, don't push it anymore, okay? I'll kneel down for you, really kneel. ”

The bald man wept bitterly, knelt in the car and begged for mercy, he naturally understood that someone wanted to push the car into the lake.

But no matter how much he wailed in pain, no one answered him outside the car, and he could only watch death loom closer.

"Boom ......"

The surface of the lake along the shore set off waves, and the lake instantly engulfed the car, and bubbles kept coming out of the water.

......

The sun shone through the window, and after getting up in the morning and washing up briefly, I left the small hotel and came to the farmhouse.

This morning, it was still soy milk fritters, and the raw materials of the food were all grown in the village, and the taste was excellent.

This reminded Feng Chen of Gille Island, and it would be great if Gille Island also had these coarse grains.

When he had the chance, he really planned to go back to Gille Island to have a look, bring the seeds of the crops, and develop the place.

Thinking about Naya's simple girl again, Feng Chen can't help but miss a little, do you want to take her out to see the world?

Mr. Storyteller returned to his post with an injury, but he may be a little more subtle in his jokes in the future.

The foreigner and the second dog also went to work with injuries, and they had bandages on their hands, but they couldn't laugh when they saw the guests.

Faced with such a result, Feng Chen was still a little uneasy, for fear that the bald man would retaliate against them.

They are all just honest people, and they can't bear that kind of oppression, but Feng Chen can't stay here every day.

But then again, there are some things in this world that are always so helpless.

During the Fengchen meal, there were a few strange voices, coming from the mouths of several guests at the adjacent table:

"I heard that this morning, when an old man was fishing, he found a BMW car in the lake. ”

"Can there be a BMW in the lake? drunk driving? You can drive your car into the lake, but you can't drive if you drink." ”

"Eh, what's going on with the driver?

"Several people in the village dived down to see, and there was ...... in the car No one. ”

"Scared me, it's good that nothing happened, no one came to fish for that BMW. ”

"I heard that the BMW was the bald one yesterday, and it is estimated that the local tyrants have a lot of money, and the car is gone. ”

"Think about it, too, the trench is inhuman......"

Hearing this, Feng Chen took a cool breath, and the bald head drove the car into the lake, which can be regarded as evil retribution.

I'm just afraid that after a while, the bald head will bring a large group of people to get the car, and by the way, the new and old accounts will be calculated together.

"Do any of you want to help?"

An old man suddenly ran into the farmhouse and looked at the guests who were eating expectantly.

"Old village chief, what's the matter with you?" the second dog came to the old man and asked enthusiastically.

The old village chief glanced at the two dogs, then looked at each guest, and said loudly:

"In our Yongning Village, two archaeological experts recently came and said that they wanted to salvage a cultural relic in Boyang Lake. ”

"Now the things are found, everything is ready, but there is not enough manpower to pull it up. ”

Hearing this, Feng Chen's eyes lit up, and he just took this opportunity to explore Boyang Lake, so he said with a smile:

"Old village chief, this is a good thing, count me in. ”

The old village chief nodded gratefully: "Is there anyone else who is willing to help?" ”

"I ...... I...... I ......"