God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

There were no lights on in the house, and only the light from outside the door fell into the house. The light was a bit dim, and only thin strips of light and shadow fell on the face, illuminating the scarlet and resentment in the woman's eyes, as if she was an innocent soul crawling out of hell.

Yun Feiduo's hand wiping Wang Li's cheek paused, and her eyes became dazed for a moment.

The life of the poor is not life...!

After a few seconds, she continued to wipe the blood from Wang Li's face, her tone was so soft that it was a bit strange:

"Of course not, the life of the poor is also life, sister."

"only--"

The girl's words changed, and she continued calmly: "It's just that some people think the life of the poor is cheap."

This principle applies equally to the world inside and outside the dungeon.

And now-

Yun Feiduo looked down at the pale Wang Li, moved a bench and sat next to Wang Li and began to chat with her intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sister, who are they..."

"..."

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Unlike Yun Feiduo who was chatting with Wang Li here, Yang Yingying followed the group of men a little further away, trying to keep her breath as low as possible.

Sure enough, the men didn't notice her.

It's also possible that they were so angry that they couldn't even notice that they were being followed.

Yang Yingying didn't know how many obscene and insulting words she had heard. It made her head hurt, as if she wanted to kill someone.

Fortunately, just when she was about to hold it in no longer, the men stopped swearing.

The tall, strong men who beat people rubbed their wounds and spoke angrily:

"Damn, it's really hard to earn these hundreds of thousands, and you still have to be beaten. Hey, officer, didn't you say that the two girls in her family can't be beaten? Who is this woman who appears out of nowhere?"

The man who was confirmed to be a policeman was also a little surprised. He shook his head: "That's not her sister, maybe a relative..."

"A person who is so poor still has relatives? His relatives are so stupid that they are not afraid of being stuck?"

The two policemen looked at each other without saying a word. They just said goodbye to the group of men and then walked towards the car parked on the roadside.

"It's difficult."

One of the male police officers sighed, "I just said don't do anything. Don't do anything. Once you do, it will be troublesome. They are really brainless."

Another male policeman took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and handed him one: "There's nothing we can do. Their employer is in a hurry. What can we do?"

"Speaking of which, do we really have to get involved in this muddy water? I'm still a little worried -"

"worry about what?"

The male policeman took the cigarette and snorted: "Don't worry, everything has been checked. She doesn't have any relatives in her family. She moved to Wangjia Village after her parents died. It just so happened that they both had the surname Wang, otherwise they might not be able to move in." .”

The other one was still a little worried: "Then shall we share the money equally?"

"Let's split it equally. It's half a million. How long do we have to work in this remote and remote place to get half a million..."

The two male policemen finished talking and smoking, threw away the clean cigarette butts in their hands, stepped on them, opened the car door and got in.

Just when they were about to drive, their necks suddenly tightened. Something sharp and cruel strangled their throats. With just a slight pull, their necks would be cut open.

The two of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they didn't dare to move at all for a while.

what happened? !

While the two were scared and confused, a woman's chuckle came from the back seat:

"Both officers, please don't move. This rope is very sharp. If I get scared and tighten my grip, my necks will be damaged. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

One of the male police officers saw half of a woman's face in the rearview mirror. Before he could see the woman's face clearly, the other policeman bent towards him with soft eyes:

"Does this police officer want to feel the beauty of having his throat cut before his partner?"

The male policeman was so frightened that he did not dare to shake his head. He could only close his eyes and beg for mercy in a low voice with a trembling voice:

"No, no, no, I'm not, I, you, what do you want to do? No, no, you want, do you want money? I, I have money -"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt something around his neck suddenly become a little tighter, and the skin on his neck was cut with pain, which scared him to the point of fainting.

Yang Yingying pulled two thin silk threads with both hands, leaned on the back seat and sneered:

"Money? I don't care about money."

She sighed, looked at the crops growing happily around her outside the car window, her eyelids slightly drooped, and said:

"I just want to ask what exactly you did at that house just now."

"Talk, talk! We talk, we talk!"

The two male policemen, who had their heads raised and their necks strangled, looked at each other hard, and their hands hanging by their sides slowly groped upward.

Yang Yingying in the back seat didn't seem to notice their little movements. She only used one hand to control the silk thread and the other hand to support her head and look out the window.

"Then let's make a long story short."

One of the male police officers licked his lower lip and said tremblingly: "I, we are going to pay a return visit. Her family lost a child, and the child is dead. I'm afraid that they won't be able to think about it, and they will just think about-"

Yang Yingying sneered, and tightened the thread in her hand. The male policeman who was talking to the ground was so frightened that his buttocks left the seat, and he tried his best to move up:

"Do you think I'm stupid? Do you believe what you say?"

The man was too scared to tell lies and shouted: "I, I, I, tell the truth, that is, their brother is dead, and then they called the police to find out the truth, but after we found some clues, someone intervened... "

"The person who intervened said he would give us five hundred thousand and let us find a way to silence those two women. We were greedy for money, so we agreed..."

At the end of the sentence, the man's voice started to tremble. He could feel his neck starting to bleed, fearing that his throat would be cut if he said something wrong.

Yang Yingying stopped drawing the thread and said in a deep voice: "Keep talking."

The man was about to cry, but said, "Tell me, what else can you say?"

Yang Yingying: "Didn't you find some clues? How did the boy die?"

The man swallowed, looked at his companion next to him with wandering eyes, and said, "Just, just--"

"go to hell!"

The companion next to him who seemed to be ignored suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Yang Yingying in the back seat. The dark hole was scary and cold:

"Let us go! Otherwise we'll shoot!"

As he spoke, he tightly held the silk thread around his neck to open a small gap.

The male policeman who was kidnapped looked happy, and just when he was about to speak out, he heard the woman in the back seat tut.

Yang Yingying looked at the gun pointed at her head, her expression calm and strange.

"That's awesome."

she sighed.

In the next second, the thread quickly tightened, and the companion holding the gun was tightened by the thousands of threads gathered together. Blood and flesh flew out, along with the splattered viscera, blood and other things, all over the man next to him. A policeman.