Han Guanhai didn't ask Liang Xiu where he was going. In addition to the realization that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, he also had the idea of ​​wanting to find out the secret. He especially wanted to know who the woman next to him was.

The car drove very far away, so far that it was all on the expressway and then on the national highway. It was not until a few hours later that it was almost dark and it drove to a small town in Han Guanhai. Finally, it drove into a villa area and stopped in front of a house.

"You stay here first these days. If you have any needs, tell the people here, they will satisfy you." Liang Xiu led Han Guanhai in and went to the second floor and said, "You can choose any room here, it is basically empty. I need to go out for a few days before I come back."

"Then what?"

"Then I will study with you how to retaliate against Wang Jingzhe. As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it."

"I don't know anything. You can do whatever you ask me to do. Haha, I'm afraid I don't know if you sell me." Han Guanhai casually pushed open the door of a room. The room was very delicate and looked like a room in a five-star hotel. After he came in, he reached out and pulled open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of wine from it and took a sip.

Liang Xiu said lightly: "Who do you think is willing to buy you now, and how much money can you be worth?"

"I don't know how much money I'm worth, and I don't know what value I have, but if you need me, it means there is still a place to be used." Han Guanhai drank half a bottle in one sip, and made a drink with satisfaction, squinted his eyes and asked, "I'm curious, who are you? At least I have to let me know what your name is?"

"It doesn't matter, you'll know it later."

"Gudu, Gudu" Han Guanhai raised his head and took a big sip, then came to Liang Xiu's side and squirted with alcohol and said, "Since it's a cooperation, you have to be honest and honest. I feel a little unsupported when you left you in confusion."

"You may not know anything I say, but you may not know it. You can raise such superficial questions. No wonder Wang Jingzhe can make you play around and step on it tightly. Well, I think it makes sense."

"Crazy" Han Guanhai immediately shook his hand and threw the bottle of wine. He grabbed Liang Xiu's neck and stared at his red eyes and shouted: "Can you not mention this name that makes me hate it so much that I hate it? What if I lose, so what if I am not as good as him? Maybe there will be thirty years left in Hedong and thirty years, and maybe one day I will step on him under my feet."

Liang Xiu said calmly: "It's good to have this idea. I hope your thoughts are not just about thinking about it. As for what you said you want to be honest and honest, that's great. How can you want to be honest? Do you say it's cooperation? Of course, you have to be more sincere to each other."

Han Guanhai panted heavily, swallowed, squinted his eyes and asked, "How can it be done?"

Liang Xiu smiled "giggled" and said in a very provocative tone: "Of course..."

Han Guanhai licked his slightly chapped lips, and suddenly took off her hood, revealing her face full of holes, but he pulled Liang Xiu's clothes away with his hand, and then suddenly turned around and pressed the person directly on the sofa.

"You said it. Can you be honest if you don't say cooperation? Then let me try it, how honest can you be?" Han Guanhai asked gritted his teeth, Liang Xiu glanced down and said meaningfully: "Can you try it? After all, you are a little short of something."

Han Guanhai's hand suddenly went down, and Liang Xiu's laughter stopped immediately. He then put his head down and said in a vague way: "Since then, I have practiced a new skill. If you don't believe me, you can try..."

Outside the window, the waning moon is like a hook.

Inside the house, there is a spring scenery.

In a funeral home, thousands of miles away, Wang Jingzhe came out of the dormitory where he lived and pushed open the door of the morgue building. There were three floors above and below, and there were ordinary rooms. The second floor was a private room and a single room. The corpses stored ranged from dozens to one.

What you have to say is that people who make money in business are really very tempting to die. Let’s talk about storing corpses. The average room costs 100 yuan a day, the second floor is more than 300 yuan, and the upper floor is 801 yuan, and the supply is in short supply. This is just the parking fee and not counting the money from the family members who come to burn paper and place tributes. Don’t look at one, but if all of them are added together, the monthly income of the morgue building alone will be hundreds of thousands of yuan a year, and the people who spend money don’t feel distressed at all.

Let me say something off topic here. Most people have this kind of heart. When they were alive before they died, they didn’t think about how to treat them well, but after they died, they changed their ways to treat the dead. They just said that the corpse was different, in a single room, and then placed a bunch of wreaths and tributes, came over to kowtow every day, and did these useless things. What do you think this is all about? Wouldn’t it be good for you to use it in front of a person?

Wang Jingzhe felt like he was shopping with his hands behind his back. He walked slowly. He looked around and nodded and said, "Well, today's business is good. I have come some new ones, and the output should be quite large..."

This is because there is no one in the morgue building at night. If anyone hears him, either he thinks he is damn or Wang Jingzhe is mentally ill. He is so proud of this, what kind of mentality is that?

Wang Jingzhe did feel this way, that is, he liked fresh ones. If a corpse is parked for three or four days, the yin energy in his body will almost dissipate. If it exceeds seven days, it will basically be very weak, because almost everyone at this time has already reported it to the underworld, and Wang Jingzhe can't take it for long. On the contrary, he sent it for only one or two days after his death. The absolute content is very sufficient, enough for him to absorb it for a while.

Therefore, Wang Jingzhe always pays attention to how many corpses he collected today, and then comes over in the evening.

I could stay in the morgue on the first floor for more than an hour. After feeling that it was almost done, he started walking upstairs, continued to walk around and took effect and then went to the third floor. He was not very interested in this floor, because there was only a frozen coffin parked in each room, and naturally there was only one corpse. But based on the concept that mosquitoes are small, he still had to come over every night.
Chapter completed!