"Hey, what's the video, hehe, what's the hurry, I won't leak it, you just need to help me finish this last thing, and I'll give you the video."
Speaking of this, Xingfeng turned his head to look at the blood-soaked ground, and the terrified corpse lying on top of the blood.
"Get a couple of trustworthy people to come over and help me clean my new house first and then dispose of the big garbage.
By the way, let them bring their own big bags that don't leak. ” "Eh, how big is this garbage?"
After hearing Xing Feng's words, the person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked in a very careful tone.
"How big is 1.7 meters?"
After saying that, Xing Feng hung up the phone, and then sat down in the seat where the scoundrel was sitting just now.
After pulling out a few napkins from the coffee table, he wiped the blade in his hand with an indifferent face.
And when he waited for a while, there were suddenly two sudden sounds of sudden braking in the silence of the deep mountains and old forests.
"Click" There was a rush of footsteps, and then after the door was pushed open, a man in a crisp suit hurried in, but when he saw the corpse lying on the ground, the man quickly retreated.
Xingfeng heard a faint sound of vomiting.
It wasn't until a few people had cleaned up the scoundrel's body and put it in a body bag that the man re-entered.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Looking at Xing Feng sitting on the sofa, the man felt that he had seen the wrong person for the first time.
He originally thought that Xing Feng was just a scoundrel with a relatively high IQ, but after today's events, he realized how much of a deviation he had in his understanding of this guy.
Judging from the fact that there are no traces of a fight in this place, and the state of Xingfeng who has no feelings.
This is by no means the first time that he has killed someone, and he is definitely very skillful.
Thinking of this, the man broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.
He is even willing to let Xingfeng make an extra amount of money now, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with Xingfeng.
Because he felt that if he continued to come into contact with Xingfeng, he would sink deeper and deeper.
"Do you really want to know what to do?"
Looking at the man standing aside with a serious expression, Xing Feng didn't care.
Because when he made this call, he had already guessed that it would become like this.
Taking the butterfly knife back in his hand, Xing Feng took out a USB flash drive and threw it at the man in the suit.
"What you asked for, and some small gifts came with it.
You bought it with that money. ” After taking over this USB flash drive, the man in the suit is now too lazy to even check it.
Letting the others continue to clean, he went straight out of the house, got into his car and left.
"This problem, I really don't know what will become in two days, not to be scared to death, but to scare others to death."
Looking at the back of the man in the suit, Xing Feng smiled.
Then, while the men went on to clean up the bloodstains, he went to check the house's storage to see if the scoundrel had done any damage.
And after seeing Xing Feng leave, the few guys who were called to clean up felt that the air was not so heavy.
"Brother Long, that kid is a bit powerful, when we cleaned up the corpse, we found that there was only one cut in the throat on the corpse, and the incision was very flat.
The technique is very neat and skillful. ” "And that guy's emotional state doesn't fluctuate at all, obviously it's not the first time he's done this.
And the boss is also very afraid of him, and he doesn't seem to want to have too much contact with him.
And" "And your head and.
I know this guy is dangerous, why don't you hurry up and get rid of him."
Listening to the words of the few people beside him, this Brother Long also impatiently stopped them from continuing.
Then get all the people to work, and try to get things done as soon as possible, so that they can get out of this dangerous place.
Because even he, a ruthless character who has been crawling on the road for so many years, feels scared from the bottom of his heart when facing the torture.
So when Xingfeng checked the condition of the house, the blood stains in the living room were completely cleaned up, and some perfume was sprayed, so that the original rust smell was not much.
"The sanitation has been cleaned, do you need to clean anything else?"
"You don't need to use the rest, you can go back."
"Okay, then we'll go first, do you want us to send you in a car?"
Shaking his head at the enthusiastic fellows, Torture Wind let them go.
He could see that although this group of people was very polite on the surface, in their hearts, they hoped that they would refuse.
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"I hope there won't be any more big garbage in this house."
After restoring the living room to its original state, Xingfeng closed the door and left.
It's as if nothing had happened in this house.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
Looking at the call from the landlord, although Zhao Haichuan didn't want to answer it, he could only connect it.
Because it's not the end of the world, he doesn't want to cause any trouble.
"How did I hear that you put a lot of things in the house and they all eat?"
"Is there any problem?"
"You're not going to make a mess of my house, it's been a lot of stories on TV lately, and those people are literally turning the house into a garbage heap and" Listening to the endless words of the woman on the phone, Zhao Haichuan even had the heart to kill at this time.
If it weren't for the two of them separating their mobile phones, Zhao Haichuan really felt that he would not be able to help but do it directly.
But when he saw the printer next to him finish his work, his mood suddenly improved.
After walking over and checking the printed materials, he collected them one by one.
Directly put aside the landlord who was still talking on the phone.
It wasn't until he started to print other materials that when Zhao Haichuan picked up the phone again, the landlord's voice on the phone had just stopped.
"I know I know I won't mess with your house, and I won't live in a garbage dump, okay, that's it, goodbye" Without giving this verbose woman a chance to refute, Zhao Haichuan hung up the phone directly.
Then sit down in bed and start taking care of your bow, and in those last two days, it is best to make the final preparations.
"I hope the exercises are really still there, otherwise I will lose a lot."
In the past few days, every time Zhao Haichuan maintained his bow, he would mutter, because he was not very sure whether the exercises could be inherited.
After all, he hadn't experienced it firsthand, only learned the news from elsewhere.
So Zhao Haichuan is now completely gambling with his life.
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