Quick Wear: The female supporting role is soft-hearted and cruel, and the big boss chases her and ki

Li Yiming choked and said in defense: "I'm not afraid, am I?"

"Then she, a girl, isn't afraid?" Mingnan rolled his eyes at him.

Li Yiming was a little embarrassed and stood there in a dilemma.

Seeing him like this, Lin Jing volunteered, "I'd better go. If he keeps wasting time, it will be dawn."

Jiang Man shook his head, "I'll do it."

He walked to the door and stood there, saying to them, "Stand back a little."

In case anything happens at the door, you can escape in time.

Everyone held their breath and looked at him. No one spoke. Only the faint sound of Zhang Yan humming a song and sharpening a knife could be heard from the kitchen.

In the quiet night, it is very harsh.

"Click——"

Jiang Man pressed the door handle and pushed it gently, and the door opened.

No lock.

There was no light in the room and it was pitch black.

The smell of blood hits you in the face, making you feel sick.

Jiang Man faced the critical hit head-on and couldn't help but tilt his head and purse his lips.

Mingnan covered his nose and walked closer. He looked around and saw nothing. He felt around on the wall and found the switch. He pressed it hard. The light in the room flickered twice and finally stabilized.

What caught my eye was a large pool of glaring red blood.

Aunt Liu lay on her back in a pool of blood without a sound. There was not a single healthy spot on her body as she had been stabbed countless times, but the only one that was truly fatal was the one on the chest.

She stared at the door with her eyes wide open, with residual fear and pain still on her face, and she died with her eyes open.

Lin Jing was so frightened that he lost his voice and couldn't even scream. Li Yiming leaned over to take a look and fell to his knees, "Ahhhhh——"

"How could this be?"

Lin Jing's voice trembled uncontrollably. She held onto the door frame to steady her weak legs, but ended up feeling something sticky on her hands. Her scalp went numb for an instant, and she turned over her palms. Her eyes went dark instantly - it was blood!

Her legs went limp and she sat down on the ground.

Fear and nausea surged up at once, and she couldn't help but dry-heave twice.

Mingnan also felt a little disgusted.

Her mind was in a mess and it took her a while to sort out her thoughts.

The original owner's memory did not tell whether Aunt Liu was dead or not in the previous life, it only said that Old Zhou was missing.

So in the previous life, it was possible that Zhang Yan killed Old Zhou and Aunt Liu?

"Pap-ta-ta-ta-"

There were sounds of light and heavy footsteps in the yard.

"Mingnan, Jiangman, we are here!"

Gao Shuangbin shouted in the yard.

Mingnan hurried out and waved to them.

Gao Shuangbin was delighted to see her, "Hey, are they okay?"

Mingnan blinked wildly, "Stop talking."

"Ah?" Gao Shuangbin realized it later and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Another visitor?"

Zhang Yan's voice rang beside Mingnan's ears. She was too close to him, and her warm breath made Mingnan's hair stand on end. He punched her reflexively.

There was a dull thud, hitting Zhang Yan right in the face.

The next moment, Zhang Yan fell straight down, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a "clang".

Gao Shuangbin: “…”

Jiang Man and the other two: "..."

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The atmosphere was originally somewhat scary, but because of her punch, it became subtly absurd and funny.

For a moment, no one knew whether to laugh or be afraid. Their expressions could be made into a pie chart.

Mingnan slowly withdrew his hand and coughed lightly, "I...I said I didn't mean it, do you believe me?"

Li Yiming had the biggest reaction, "Fuck, you could knock her out, why didn't you do it earlier? You scared me to death!"

Jiang Man glared at him coldly, "Then why haven't you died yet?"

Li Yiming retorted dissatisfiedly: "I said it was almost there!"

"That means he's not dead. If he's not dead, why are you yelling?"

Jiang Man's eyes revealed a bit of disdain without disguising it, "Shame on you."

Li Yiming: "..."

"Alright, stop arguing. What's going on?" Gao Shuangbin stepped forward, looked at Zhang Yan who had fainted on the ground and asked Li Yiming, "Isn't she your girlfriend? Why are you still standing there? Help her up!"

Li Yiming shook his head like a rattle and waved his hands repeatedly, "If you want to help someone, do it yourself. Don't call me. She is not my girlfriend. She is possessed by someone. She is now a murderer!"

"What is that?" Gao Shuangbin suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, otherwise why couldn't he understand Chinese?

Jiang Manchong raised his chin and said, "Aunt Liu died in her room. Old Zhou..."

He paused, but didn't say anything final. He just said, "Let's go in and take a look."

He turned and walked into the kitchen, Mingnan immediately said: "Wait for me--"

Gao Shuangbin and Yan Zhen looked at each other, threw the three knocked-out village chiefs into a pile in the corner, and followed them.

Seeing Lin Jing leaning against the wall, An Jiale asked her what was wrong. Lin Jing shook her head. Seeing that she was about to look into the house, Lin Jing quickly stretched out his hand to stop her, "Don't look."

"why?"

An Jiale refused to give up and insisted on sticking his head inside, just in time to meet Aunt Liu's wide-open eyes.

"Ahhhh-"

All of a sudden she felt unwell.

Lin Jing's face turned pale and he said helplessly: "I told you not to watch it."

An Jiale turned his head and retched, "I didn't expect it to be so disgusting..."

Mingnan turned a deaf ear to him and went into the kitchen to look for the light. After searching for a long time, she found that the light was outside the door. She pressed it and the kitchen immediately became bright.

The bloody chopping board and the ground hit them directly in front of their eyes.

Jiang Man had just seen Aunt Liu and thought he was prepared, but when he really saw her, he was still shocked and his eyes went dark.

The thing on the ground could no longer be called a human being. If one had to find a word to describe it, it was just a pile of rotten meat torn into pieces.

That’s right, torn into pieces is not an exaggeration, it is realistic.

If the fabric covering the meat hadn't looked familiar, they wouldn't have dared to recognize it.

The ground was covered in blood, and the stove, pot lids, cupboards, walls...

Everything in sight, including the ceiling, was splattered with blood.

It hasn't solidified yet and is sliding down the surface of the object.

There were no windows in the house, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire room, stimulating people's senses at all times.

The color on Gao Shuangbin's face faded completely, and he murmured, "Oh my god."

Yan Zhen's expression was also very ugly. His eyes slowly fell on the chopping board, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed a dry retching sound.

Mingnan turned on the light and came in. Seeing them standing at the door, he couldn't help but ask, "Is that Lao Zhou in there? Let me see."

The three of them were so united that they turned around and said in unison: "Don't look."

Mingnan: "???"

"If you put it that way, I'm even more curious."

She pushed Jiang Man who was standing in the middle away and said, "I've seen everything. Don't be nervous."

However, when she saw the thing on the ground, she couldn't help but slowly cover her face.

Well, she had never seen this thing before.

"Where's the head?"

She rubbed her face and asked.

Gao Shuangbin said, "Yes, where is the head?"

Jiang Man pondered for a moment, walked around the pool of blood on the ground, and carefully came to the stove. He pulled a rag over the bloody pot lid handle and said, "Turn around first."