Qin Wu originally wanted to scold the *** who didn't have long eyes, but when the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by He Qingdong's voice first. He raised his head and looked at He Qingdong, and he was startled.

"He... He Qingdong?"

He Qingdong's eyelids moved.

"What about Zhao San?"

A hint of panic flashed across Qin Wu's face, but he quickly reacted again. Thinking about what he was doing, he didn't know it, no matter how capable He Qingdong was, he was from a few villages, could he eat himself?

Qin Wu, who felt that he had thought it through, came with confidence.

"What are you talking about Zhao San? How do I know where he is? Do you want to know where he is, and if you don't know, ask his blind mother-in-law?"

Qin Wu's attitude was very arrogant.

After speaking, he looked at He Qingdong with his arms crossed, and put on an expression of "what can I do".

He Qingdong snorted with the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he had seen a lot of stupid people, and it was the first time he had seen Qin Wu so stupid. Just when Qin Wu felt that he had won back a city this time, He Qingdong suddenly grabbed the front of the bicycle and turned forward.

The bicycle that was originally beside Qin Wu became in front of him.

Qin Wu was startled and subconsciously took a step back, but he didn't expect that there was a stinky ditch outside the roadside, his feet slipped on the soft soil, and his body fell backwards and planted the stinky ditch.

"Ah......h

"Poof!"

Two sounds sounded, and Qin Wu's whole person was completely soaked in the stinky ditch.

Why is this stinky ditch called a stinky ditch? That's because in the upper reaches of the stinky ditch, there is the former cowshed of Kapok Village, which is now used to raise pigs. Although pig feces were left to be fattened, there are more than a dozen pigs in the village, and there will always be urine in addition to, right?

That's the urine that comes out of this stinking gutter.

It was the hottest time of June, and there were so many flies buzzing in the stinking gutters. When Qin Wu fell, he was covered with a foul smell, and he also frightened a large swarm of flies that were foraging on both sides.

But soon those flies had a new place to go, and they flew back from Xin, buzzing around Qin Wu.

"He Qingdong, you dog day..." Before he could finish the words, a wooden stick poked into his mouth accurately, blocking the unfinished words alive.

He Qingdong's tall figure squatted on the roadside, holding a stick in one hand and smiling playfully.

"What about Zhao San?"

Again, that's the same sentence.

I didn't say a word to Qin Wu without saying a word.

Qin Wu wanted to say that he didn't know, but what did he say with a stick in his mouth? He could only turn his eyes into a sharp blade unwilling to be humiliated, and flew towards He Qingdong with a swish.

"Tsk...... I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin!" He Qingdong sneered, and pulled another stick from the bicycle with his backhand.

His sticks tied to the back of his bicycle seemed to be one but actually two, polished to a very smooth and hard stick, they were the things he carried when he was fine, and when he was in trouble, this was his most flattering weapon.

Qin Wu sighed several times, and when he saw He Qingdong raise his hand without any concern and was about to twitch his head, he was so frightened that he knelt down with a puff. It doesn't matter if it's a stinky ditch or not, and whether it's on "its own territory" or not.

Hands raised in the air.

Surrendered, he surrendered.

…………

He Qingdong found Zhao San in the dilapidated house behind the Qin family.

Zhao San was buried in a pit dug by Qin Wu and his brothers, leaving only one head exposed. After tossing for more than half a night and a morning, he was already dying.

Qin Wu, who was dripping with stinky water, brought He Qingdong over, nodded and bent down to point to He Qingdong's location.

Zhao San, who was already dying, saw He Qingdong, and his mouth stuffed with a mess of rags made a whining cry for help, and a pair of swollen eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

He Qingdong snorted and kicked Qin Wu's knee socket.

Qin Wu snorted and knelt down, kneeling in front of Zhao San.

"Crawl up from here, go get your daddy."

Qin Wu didn't want to go, but who was He Qingdong? The first bully of Shili Eight Village, this Shili Eight Village, but Kapok Village is included in it.

The little bullies in other villages could only nod and bend down to call Brother when they saw He Qingdong, but Qin Wu did the opposite, so naturally he couldn't turn out He Qingdong's Five Finger Mountain.

Qin Wu honestly climbed out of the dilapidated house.

He Qingdong walked up to Zhao San, took off the rag from his mouth, took out the kettle and gave him a small sip of water, and then put the rag back to his mouth.

"Biting."

"Brother Dong?"

"If you want Qin Wu to peel off his skin, bite it first."

"Hey... Okay." At the mention of Qin Wu, Zhao San's eyes showed a fierce light. He bit the rag in one gulp, He Qingdong took the kettle and poured himself a sip of water, turned around and walked to the broken wooden shelf that was missing on the side and sat down.

One leg rests on the shelf, and the other long leg rests on the ground, the movements are lazy and casual. Sunlight poured down through the cracks in the roof of the dilapidated house, falling on him, enveloping him in a golden glow.

At this moment, He Qingdong did not have a little harmful breath in his body, and he couldn't tell that he was here to smash the field.

When Qin Sanshi came over with a few juniors in the clan, he saw He Qingdong sitting on the broken wooden shelf that was already overwhelmed but did not fall, Qin Sanshi's eyes flashed a ruthless light.

Fleeting.

He walked in with a smile: "It turned out that Brother Qingdong was here, I don't know if you came over, don't mind." Qin Sanshi stretched out his hand to pat He Qingdong on the shoulder, to show that their relationship was friendly.

He Qingdong lazily raised his eyelids, and looked at Qin Sanshi with a smile on his scarred face.

Qin Sanshi, who had originally stretched out his hand, was stunned like this.

The hand stopped in mid-air.

"Brother Qingdong?"

He Qingdong muttered Qin Sanshi's words, his low tone was playful, and he raised his chin slightly to the side, asking Qin Sanshi to look over there, "This is how Village Chief Qin treats his brother's brother?"

Qin Sanshi saw Zhao San with only one head on the ground at a glance, and he let out a sigh of surprise on his face: "What's going on? Who buried people here? In our Kapok Village, there are still people who can do such unconscionable things? It's infuriating, it's really infuriating. Brother Qingdong, don't worry, I will definitely find out who did it, and then give you an explanation to Zhao San."

"Uh-huh......

He Qingdong smiled and nodded, "There is no need to explain. Two hundred dollars, and it should have never happened."

Qin Sanshi's face changed suddenly.

"Brother Qingdong, what do you mean by that?"

Still pretending to be stupid?

He Qingdong yawned, the leg resting on the wooden shelf was put down and stepped on the ground, and the person slowly stood up, "It means, three hundred yuan, this matter is over. If you don't give money, then whoever buries people in it will go in himself."

Qin Sanshi was just about to speak, but He Qingdong interrupted him with a loud voice.

"Still, I prefer to bury the dead." He raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Qin Wu, and then said to Qin Sanshi, "That's the kind of dead man whose hands and feet have been cut off, like a turnip."