City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 432 The Coffin
The hard hat gritted his teeth with grief and indignation, and said:
"You still have the nerve to ask! This is what your bank did!"

If someone is killed, then their appeal must not be simple.

Zhang Heng watched from the side, and began to gloat.

The workers made such a big fuss, they must want to get their own wages, and the other is to ask for a large pension for the dead.

With so many people, the amount of compensation must be huge.

If Lin Xian agreed, he would definitely not be able to get through the bank.At that time, he will not be able to explain himself, and he will not be able to end it.The lightest thing is to be kicked out of the bank.

If Lin Xian doesn't agree, it's the turn of these workers not to let him go.

Lin Xian faced a dilemma, no matter how he walked, the result would be wrong.

The hard hat yelled:
"Today, you must give the previous money, and then give my brother a pension of 500 million yuan! Otherwise, we will not leave!"

"We still have gas tanks here, it's a big deal, let's die together! Anyway, we are not afraid of anything now!"

Migrant workers also responded quickly:
"Yes! We are not afraid!"

Completely looks like a desperado.

Lin Xian actually yawned and said:

"You want to see a person, and you want to see a dead body. You have nothing to prove. You don't even have a death certificate from the hospital. How can I believe that you are dead?"

"Speaking depends on evidence. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Zhang Heng is happy.

Not only did Lin Xian refuse to speak up, but he wanted to add fuel to the flames?
You really think that you have some skills, so you can make a fool of yourself, don't you?
If these hundreds of workers swarmed up, you would be hard to deal with even if Ye Man was reincarnated!

The hard hat was really angry:
"What did you say? Do you think we lied to you?"

"That's good! Open your eyes wide and clear!"

After finishing speaking, the thick arm of the hard hat waved, causing a gust of wind:

"Brothers! Bring the stuff out and show them!"

Out of curiosity, Zhang Heng looked at the crowd behind the helmet, and then he was stunned.

Four migrant workers carried a boxy object on their shoulders and walked slowly towards the gate.

It is said to be square, but in fact there is a cover on it. There is a smooth curve in front of the wooden board, but it gives people a very strong sense of discomfort.

This is actually a coffin!
The four migrant workers who carried the coffin wore white headscarves and looked sad and indignant. They looked at Lin Xian and Zhang Heng as if they were killing their father and enemy.

"You blood-sucking bastards! You are the ones who forced my brother to death!"

The helmet took a step forward, so close to Lin Xian, he said in a roaring voice:

"My brother will not die with peace, tell me, what should I do?"

Lin Xian looked at him indifferently, glanced at the coffin again, and then actually laughed.

The hard hat stared and cursed:

"You still dare to laugh? His mother, I want you to pay for my brother's life!"

The other migrant workers were also dissatisfied with Lin Xian's attitude, clamoring to give Lin Xian some color.

After speaking, the hard hat stretched out his hand, trying to grab Lin Xian's tie.

Lin Xian took a quicker step and quickly grabbed the helmet's wrist, preventing the opponent from moving.

Not only that, Lin Xian also slowly pushed the hand of the helmet back a little bit.

"I laugh when I want to. Do I need your permission?"

The hard hat felt the pain, and immediately shouted:

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts... Let go, let go..."

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, the migrant workers behind were shocked by Lin Xian's skill. They didn't expect that Lin Xian, who looked gentle and fragile, could control the muscular hard hat all at once?

Lin Xian pushed forward, pushed the helmet away, and said:
"The inspector is right outside, how dare you do anything? Tell you, this is an extra crime!"

The hard hat knew he was wronged, so he didn't fight back right away, and he was in too much pain from Lin Xian.

After slowing down, the hard hat immediately said:

"What kind of crime is added to the crime? You are obviously guilty! Your banks are not good people. If the inspectors want to arrest people, they should arrest you first!"

Seeing Lin Xian's refusal to compromise, the migrant workers who carried the coffin behind him put the coffin on the ground in a fit of anger.

The heavy wooden coffin made a chilling sound when it hit the marble floor.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but took two steps back.

At the same time, I was secretly happy, this Lin Xian really didn't know how to deal with conflicts at all, and he was still intensifying the emotions of the migrant workers!

If things go on like this, things are bound to make a big fuss.

Lin Xian took a step forward and walked slowly towards the coffin.

The migrant workers who carried the coffin glared:

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xian's eyes pierced, and the cold light came first.

The migrant workers were immediately frightened by this momentum, and they dared not speak for a moment.

Why is this person's aura so strong...

Lin Xian walked up to the coffin, touched it with his hand, and asked:

"Who is lying here?"

The helmet asked bluntly:
"What's none of your business? Anyway, it's all because of your bank! Don't try to get close!"

Lin Xian shook his head:

"I just want to ask clearly. You keep saying that your brother is dead, but this brother doesn't tell anyone. Who can you believe?"

At this time, there are already a large number of onlookers outside, and the patrol has also made a cordon, but people are still crowded inside.

"What's the situation? Someone from the Third Bank is also making trouble?"

"There are a lot of these migrant workers, why are there still coffins?"

"It should be dead, but I don't know what's going on. It's a sin."

It was already noon, when the sun was at its maximum, and the mood of the crowd at the scene was a little irritable due to the scorching sun.

The hard hat shouted:
"Okay! Don't you believe it? Brothers, open the coffin!"

The four migrant workers who carried the coffin nodded and went to open the coffin.

But Lin Xian said:
"no need."

After finishing speaking, with a slight push with his hand, the lid of the coffin was completely opened!
The migrant workers who carried the coffin looked at each other, and couldn't help being shocked.

They are very aware of the weight of the coffin, and they also know how difficult it is to open the heavy coffin lid, and how much effort is required.

Relying on one person's strength is definitely not enough.Lin Xian actually dropped it with just one hand?
It's a bit unbelievable.

After the coffin was opened, a male about 1.6 meters five was revealed, with a bloodless face and purple lips, lying in the middle of the coffin, lifeless.

A stench like salted fish came out, and Zhang Heng couldn't help covering his mouth and nose.

Others, such as Director Lu, also retreated one after another, afraid of having too much contact with the dead.

Lin Xian was very calm, standing in front of the coffin with a relaxed expression.

The hard hat shouted:
"Did you see clearly? This is my brother, he died because of you!"

"What else do you have to say now?"

(End of this chapter)