There are many killers all over the world, and there are especially many hidden in Mobei.
If the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, but if there are too many killers, the same will happen. They are all uneven, good and bad.
There seemed to be a lot of people missing from the lake. These people walked towards the poplar forest behind the village as if nothing had happened.
This sudden and strange behavior attracted the attention of the deputy village chief Ding Ermao. Ding Ermao is in his fifties and is a serious college student at an adult university.
It's rare to have a degree at this age, no matter how you got it.
If it weren't for his bad looks, hunched over and a sinister look, Ding Ermao would definitely not be the deputy village chief in such a small village. His biggest characteristic is that he has ideas, and he has many evil ideas.
Ideas can lead to business.
Seeing a group of people walking towards the poplar forest at the back of the village, Ding Ermao's cross-eyed eyes immediately rolled around and he smiled with the two protruding buck teeth in his mouth.
An old-style mobile phone is held in the hand, as black as a brick.
"Hey, Brother Bei, I found a new business opportunity, hehehe... Those fools from the city seem to be interested in the woods in our village, hehehe... We can create a forest theme next, so that these people can
The benefactors in the city took their money out of their pockets, hey hey hey..."
"good!"
In the woods, Liu Abei sat on a big rock. There was still water on the rock, and his buttocks were a little damp. He looked at his mobile phone and said, "How about we just start a mass grave project?"
"Mass graves..."
Ding Ermao, who was on the other side of the phone, was stunned for a moment, then smiled again with two protruding buck teeth, "The village chief is really wise. A remote country like ours is suitable for doing something weird. I will go home and write a plan right away.
After writing the book, we will convene a meeting with the villagers..."
"Hello, hello, Brother Bei?"
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There was a busy signal on the phone, and Liu Abei hung up the phone. At this time, he saw someone walking into the forest, and here in the forest, his two sons were digging a hole.
A few people dug out a large pit two meters deep, and then threw the body into it. There was still a lot of free space in the pit.
"You killed someone?"
The first one to walk in was a middle-aged man. He was covered in tendon meat and his clothes were full. He had a tall appearance, spoke in a naive voice, and his eyes seemed to hide knives.
The few people working there didn't say anything and stood aside with shovels.
Liu Abei stood up, walked to the edge of the pit, took a look inside, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, at least ten or eight can be buried in it... Oops, these big trees in this forest have not eaten in some years.
Human flesh, this person, no matter how scum he was when he was alive, he will be a good piece of fertilizer after he dies."
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is Lin Kun? I told you that I can spare you..."
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, the word 'death' held in the corner of his mouth had just made a sound, and his head had already flown out, landing squarely in the big pit, like a big watermelon.
The blood splattered, making the forest even more bloody...
Killers came in one after another, and some people lost their heads one after another. The pair of hatchets in Liu Abei's hand cut up these killers, both good and bad, just like chopping vegetables and melons.
Outside the forest, in the center of a crop field, an old man with white beard and hair was stroking his beard with one hand and holding the other behind his back, looking at a bloody mist deep in the forest.
Behind the old man, there are three young people, two women and one man. The woman looks like a man. She has short hair and tattoos, a cigarette in her mouth, her eyes are slightly squinted, and she has a rebellious look on her face.
The man looks very much like a woman. He has braids on his head and a big wave perm. He holds an orchid finger in his hand, and the orchid finger holds a small lancet.
The willow leaves are very small, and the sharp blade is like a scalpel. The scalpel is used to save lives, but this knife is used to kill people...
The old man looked calm, and a tall dark-skinned woman behind him said: "It seems that someone has set up an ambush in that forest, waiting for us to enter the net."
Another woman said: "There are many people who want to kill Lin, but it doesn't seem like he is the one in the woods."
Not only did the man pinch the orchid fingers, but his voice seemed to be pinched together, "Hey, that guy who is called the Wolf King of Mobei, huh, I don't think he is that difficult to kill. No matter how powerful he is, it's because
Didn't meet our Mobei Four Elites."
The old man standing at the front remained silent. He turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the woods.
The three of them were stunned at the same time, "Brother, let's just leave like this? Why don't we go over and have a look?"
"Even if the person in the woods is not Lin Kun, at least he is his companion and knows where he is."
"We came out just to kill people. So far, the knife is not stained with blood. It's not fun."
The old man walked forward without looking back, "We will kill those who have a commission, but we will not kill those who do not have a commission. We are professional killers, and the word "professional" is taken too lightly by you."
"Kekeke..." (One Zero)
The man holding the orchid finger smiled and said: "Brother, you said you love what you do. Since we are killers, we love killing. We can kill even if we don't have money."
The two women remained silent and followed the old man. The remaining man felt bored and followed him.
If there is a camera that can look down from mid-air at this moment, you will find that in the center of this field, at least six groups of people are leaving. Since they are killers, those with commissions will be killed, and those without commissions will not be killed.
In the forest, the big pit where people were buried was finally filled. Liu Abei's two hatchets were also thrown in. Several villagers buried the earth. Liu Abei's eldest son took out a black bucket from the car.
The bottle contained a pungent-smelling liquid.
The black liquid flowed into the black soil, and a layer of bloody white smoke rose from the soil.
Liu Abei looked towards the direction of the field, with a solemn expression on his face. He took out his mobile phone and called Lin Kun, "I only dealt with some minions, so be careful."
"Thanks."
Lin Kun's voice came from the phone.
"Go home and drink." (Zero One)
Liu Abei put away his mobile phone, and a group of villagers beside him immediately waved their tools happily. Killing people, burying people, and turning people into people. These seemed to have long been important to them. After finishing the processing, they had wine to drink. This is
The most joyful thing.
Liu Abei's two sons came over and said, "Dad, do you want to help Mr. Lin?"
"Yes, Dad, the big families in Mobei have spent a lot of money this time. Not only our killers in Mobei, but also killers from surrounding areas are coming."
"Of course I want to help..."
Liu Abei stepped forward. His two sons had solemn faces and high fighting spirit, with two knives hanging from their waists.
Liu Abei paused slightly, and his fair and rosy face suddenly turned red, "Your mother found out today that I and that little girl from the city..."
The two sons were immediately startled and frowned, "We can't help with this. My mother has already sharpened the knife at home. The knife you used to kill pigs during the Chinese New Year..." (To be continued)