Chapter 462 The Man of the Toutiao

As soon as Dad Lin finished asking, he saw Lin Xiaowu running over quickly and waved to the two of them, "Dad, I'm here!"

Several people walked out of the gate of Yunzhong Temple.

On the steps down the mountain, Dad Lin looked at Lin Xiaowu from time to time, "Boy, why are you smirking? Who did you extort money?"

Lin Xiaowu subconsciously covered his small purse, then shook his head desperately, "No, no."

Dad Lin snorted, can the little boy's little thoughts be hidden in front of him?

This kid probably just cheated some unlucky guy's money and laughed so happily.

Seeing that the matter could not be hidden, Lin Xiaowu quickly spoke, "I really didn't extort money. Aren't we going to extort it? I made a big profit!"

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After accompanying Dad Lin to enjoy the fragrance, it was still early, and Lin Baoning was going to Fucheng Academy to see how the Yao sisters and their stalls were doing.

When she passed by the entrance of the alley, she saw a thin figure wearing a black hat carrying a hemp rope. The hemp rope is two or three meters long, and a straw mat is wrapped behind the long rope.

The man with the hat was very difficult to walk with a hemp rope, and he dragged it hard step by step, and the ground was dragged out with deep and shallow mottled marks.

She walked forward all the way, and Lin Baoning hesitated for a moment and followed quietly.

After walking for about two hours, the surroundings became less crowded and the trees were covered with bushes, she chose to stop.

Then he untied the straw mat and exposed a man inside.

The man was wearing a black and gray cloth dress, his whole body was tied up and his blood scab on his head had solidified and his mouth was blocked. He was looking at the man wearing a hat with horror.

The man wearing a hat ignored him completely, took the shovel around and started digging a hole.

Half an hour passed, an hour passed, and the sky gradually became darker. As the pit became bigger and bigger, big enough to bury people, the man's face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling with fear, but he could only make a whimpering sound in his mouth.

Death is not scary, what is scary is the deep sense of powerlessness that is swallowed up by fear little by little, and the deep feeling of powerlessness that knows that you want to die but are helpless.

The pit was finally dug, and the man in the hat breathed a sigh of relief.

She squatted down and gasped for a while, then slowly moved to the man and took off the cloth strip from his mouth.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, let me go. If you say you want, I will give you everything, I will give you all!" The man said and cried, "You let me go..."

She spoke coldly, "Apologize to my sister."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sold you into a brothel. I was wrong. I deserved to die, I was wrong!" The man kept apologizing, with crazy regret in his eyes, but it was too late and his mouth was blocked again.

"Enough, it's time for you to go to hell."

The fear came again, and he looked at the man in the hat with a look of a ghost. At this time, the latter had already raised the shovel high and smashed it hard towards his head. However, at this moment, the man's originally terrified eyes turned into ruthlessness, and his wrist suddenly stretched out and grabbed the shovel hard.

The man in the hat didn't expect that the person who was trapped so hard could untie her rope.

The two of them had an argument, and the shovel was thrown out. Then the man took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, squeezing the neck of the man in the hat. His legs were tied at this moment, but the strip of cloth in his mouth had been spit out by him.

"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!" The man cursed wildly, his pupils congested.
Chapter completed!