I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 895
"Brother Zhao, where did they go, they can't even see the shadows?"

Yu Xiaoer, who was carrying a grass knife, followed behind to pick up the shoes halfway. Yu Lu, who finally put on a pair of shoes and carried a hoe, ran out of breath.

"Brother Zhao Xin went to the wrong place?" Yu Lu asked.

"It's possible." Yu Xiaoer nodded.

He has good physical strength after doing farm work all year round, and running a few kilometers is no problem for him.He ran very fast all the way, and he never saw Xin Zhao's shadow, which made him absolutely sure that Xin Zhao might be too anxious and ran in the wrong direction.

"Where is Miss Lei Ting?"

"It's right in front." Yu Lu yelled, "Brother, we have to hurry up, that bastard Duan Yu..."

Before Yu Lu finished speaking, several figures appeared in the line of sight of the siblings.As the distance gradually increased, they saw the vague figure of Xin Zhao walking in the front, dragging something in his hand.

Behind him, the burly man Ju Liujiu moved slowly like a mountain.

Linger held a small hand in her hand.

The owner of that little hand was hiding behind Ju Liujiu.

stay closer...

"what!!!"

Yu Lu immediately screamed, and Yu Xiaoer swallowed in astonishment.

Xin Zhao was indeed pulling something.

That is, what he was pulling...was covered in blood all over his face, without arms, and with a dislocated jaw. It could be vaguely seen that Duan Yu was half dead. He was tied behind his leg and lost a leg, one hand and Three minions for one eye.

The dragging and dragging all the way made these people bloody.

on the cement road,

A long bloodstain was left behind.

"Zhao..."

When Zhao Xin and the others passed by Yu Xiaoer and the others, Yu Xiaoer subconsciously wanted to speak, but Zhao Xin didn't even look at him, his eyes passed in front of him without any emotion.

"elder brother."

Yu Xiaoer whispered to himself.

Lei Ting, who was wearing Xin Zhao's coat, greeted Yu Lu with a smile, but Linger grabbed her arm without stopping.

Lei Ting could only turn around and keep waving.

It wasn't until she was far away that she turned her head again, obediently followed what brother Xin Zhao said, and followed behind the particularly tall brother in front.

"elder brother……"

Yu Lu looked at the blood on the cement road.

"They... they seem to be disabled."

"I saw it." Yu Xiaoer swallowed, his eyes full of nervousness, "Brother Zhao, he seems...really angry."

"Duan Yu is dead, isn't he? I just saw him as the worst." Yu Lu whispered, "Are all those people disabled by brother Xin?"

"Probably, you didn't see... Is his sword still dripping blood?"

"Brother, have you paid attention to the direction Brother Zhao and the others are going? It seems to be the village chief's house over there, isn't it?"

"It seems... right."

Yu Xiaoer's tone was full of embarrassment.

Children who grew up in mountain villages are much more courageous than children in the city since they were young. Yu Xiaoer has also fought with wild animals and even killed mountain wolves with a shotgun.

Can……

Killing, he didn't even dare to think about it.

and many more.

Shotgun!

"not good."

Yu Xiaoer suddenly yelled loudly.

"What's the matter, brother?" Yu Lu, who was already frightened, was so frightened that she almost lost her soul when Yu Xiaoer suddenly yelled, "What are you doing, you yelled suddenly. Brother, we have to Don't call the police."

"Why did you call the police? Are you arresting Brother Zhao?"

"Then..." Yu Lu pursed her lips, "If you don't report it, don't report it. Why are you yelling at me? You just suddenly felt bad for no reason. What did you think?"

"Shotgun!"

"Shotgun?"

"Yes, shotguns!" Yu Xiaoer frowned and said, "Didn't all the shotguns of our village households be collected some time ago? I remember those shotguns were kept at the village head's house. If Brother Zhao goes to the village head's house now, that is not……"

"Then...then hurry up and tell brother Xin Zhao." Yu Lu also panicked and shouted.

"Yes, yes, hurry up!"

……

The climate in midsummer is very hot, and the sun is at its peak at three or four in the afternoon.

If it is not for going out to do farm work, few villagers will come out. They all sit in the sheds in their courtyards, drinking tea and eating watermelon, or a few neighbors get together to play chess and cards.

Neither Duan Yu nor his three followers have stopped the bleeding.

They lost too much blood...

Shouting, I have lost the strength, and I can hear a few whimpers occasionally.

Xin Zhao just walked on the way to the village chief's house in an aboveboard manner.

step.

step.

Every step is taken without haste.

"Spit... this watermelon has enough seeds, and why don't you say it has no seeds? Next time the watermelon seller comes, I have to ask him for an argument."

A middle-aged man holding a watermelon and wearing an undershirt stood at his door and spit out watermelon seeds.

He tilted his head slightly, just in time to see Xin Zhao who had just walked not far away, even though the sun happened to be facing west at this time, the sun was dazzling and he didn't see too clearly.

"Who is this, who is still walking outside in such a hot day?" The middle-aged man eating watermelon shook his head, "What is that holding, the straw man?"

I ate up the watermelon in a few bites and was about to throw the skin into the drain...

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man suddenly saw bloodstains on the cement road, subconsciously trembled, ran over in panic, knelt down on the ground and sniffed, then reached out and wiped the ground.

Unfortunately, it was too hot outside, and the blood had already dried up.

He simply lay down on the ground.

"Blood!"

The blood can dry, but the smell won't go away quickly.

The middle-aged man instantly recognized the blood on the ground. He stepped on the slippers and fanned the cattail leaf, and ran two steps forward cautiously, squinting his eyes and looking intently.

The moment he sees it clearly...

Boom!
He sat down on the ground, covered his mouth and ran back in panic. He didn't even have a clue if he lost a slipper under his feet.

"Fucking child, someone in our village has killed someone!"

There was a murderer in the village, and the news that he was walking in the village blatantly spread like wildfire.Villagers from all households called their friends, and more and more people knew about it.

Gradually, people began to lie at the door and peek outside.

When they saw Xin Zhao dragging Duan Yu and the others with their own eyes, they covered their mouths in horror and widened their eyes.

Some sharp-eyed people recognized Duan Yu in Xin Zhao's hand, and the three attendants behind him, and hurriedly called their family members, and some people jumped out of the backyard and ran straight to the village chief's house.

"Brother Zhao, someone has sent a report." Ju Liujiu whispered.

His body is very fat, almost not in touch with sharpness.But the characteristic of cats is that their senses are much more sensitive than humans.

Along the way, he knew that someone was peeping.

I also know that someone will report.

"Let them go."

Xin Zhao didn't care at all, even if they called the police, he didn't care.

village center.

A three-story small western-style building was built inside the high cement wall. The black iron gate was wide open, and there were two marble stone lions in front of the gate, and two Mercedes-Benz and a Jeep were parked outside the gate.

A man with a middle part ran into the gate in a hurry.

Just entered the hospital...

The two big black dogs that were not tied up in the courtyard immediately rushed towards him.

In this scene, the man jumped to the wall in fright, the black dog was still barking under the wall, and the man lay on the wall and yelled towards the mansion.

"village head!"

"Who is it?"

It took a full half a minute before a man came out from the balcony on the third floor with a shy stomach, a green thumb ring, a gold chain around his neck, a cigarette in his mouth, bare shoulders, wearing big Hawaiian pants and slippers. The man came out.

He is the village chief!

The prodigal son of the former village head, now the village head Lao Wang Ba.

Duan Bing.

He breathed, took another breath and exhaled smoke rings, and then he leisurely put his arms in front of the railing.

"Dahei Erhei, come back."

Duan Bing took two dead chickens from the wooden barrel next to them and threw them to the ground. The two black dogs rushed towards the dead chickens, and Duan Bing looked up at the man on the wall.

"Oh, thank you San."

"You know my dog ​​doesn't have a leash, so why do you run straight inside? The dog didn't bite you, right?"

Judging from his casual eyes and casual tone, it seemed that he didn't care at all.

"I'm okay."

Xie San's face was also a little displeased, obviously he came to inform Duan Bing of his son's news, but he was somewhat resentful for being treated like this.

"What's the matter, just say so." Duan Bing whispered.

"Your son seems to have been killed."

In the end, Duan Bing didn't say to let him in and sit down, Xie San was completely chilled, and his tone became bad.

"What?" Duan Bing, who was not paying attention, was startled for a moment, and Xie Sancai showed a sneering smile when he saw this scene, "Your son was killed by someone, and everyone in the village knows."

While speaking, Xie San jumped off the wall, and when he went down, he happened to see Xin Zhao who had already walked to the gate of Duan Bing's house.

I also saw it with my own eyes...

Duan Yu and his three attendants seemed to have passed away.

He subconsciously took two steps back. Duan Bing, who was standing in the balcony garden, was also anxious when he heard that his son had an accident, and shouted at the top of his voice on the balcony.

"Xie San, what's wrong with my son, tell me again."

"Your son...is here." A faint whisper came from the door, Xin Zhao pulled Duan Yu's hair, threw him to the ground, pouted slightly, "Come down and have a look, maybe... I can tell you a last word."

(End of this chapter)