When he saw the two heads in Old Fang's hands, Su Bai's heart skipped a beat. His body instinctively tensed up, but Su Bai didn't know what he was going to do, nor did he know if he could do it. Was he going to charge forward and fight with Old Fang to see if these two heads really belonged to Fatso and Xiao Lin?
Su Bai pursed his lips. The two Hellfire shotguns were already in his hands, and he was ready to go. Because Su Bai was standing in an alley opposite the door, he was blocking Old Fang's line of sight. However, if the two heads in Old Fang's hands really belonged to Xiao Lin and Fatso, how could Old Fang, who was able to hunt down these two great experts, be blinded by such a simple blind spot?
Hesitation, hesitation, confusion — all sorts of emotions started churning in Su Bai's mind. Su Bai rarely had such emotions. Usually, when faced with such a situation, Su Bai couldn't help but flip the table, even if it was just for a glimpse of the truth. However, from the moment he entered the house until now, when he saw Old Fang holding the two heads, Su Bai's nerves had been subtly stimulated and stretched. He felt a sense of fatigue and laziness, and he obviously couldn't release his vigor in one go.
Old Fang's wife came out to open the door and welcomed Old Fang in.
"Bang!"
The door was closed.
Su Bai knelt on the ground dejectedly. His lips were chapped, and he gritted his teeth. Su Bai didn't know what he should do. It seemed like he could just leave.
This team was indeed organized by him, but deep down, Su Bai knew that it wasn't because of Su Bai's reputation or prestige that gathered these people. It was because he had found something interesting that might also have hidden great benefits. It was benefits that gathered these people together. At the same time, everyone had their own little plans.
Gyatso and Monk didn't come out. There must have been an element of purpose. Xiao Lin had obviously discovered something, and Fatso and Xiao Lin had driven to follow Old Fang. It could be said that they were going to exchange benefits. With Fatso's ability to make connections among the audience, it wouldn't be difficult for him to spend some money to get the secret from Xiao Lin.
In the end, the only initiator, Su Bai, was actually the most hesitant and lonely one. Even if he could gather so many people with a phone call, these people were completely mercenaries. They only had their own benefits in their eyes.
Su Bai wasn't pretentious. He was open-minded and didn't have any psychological imbalance. However, it was precisely because he was open-minded and accepted the situation that Su Bai didn't rush over even when he saw Fatso and Xiao Lin's heads in Old Fang's hands.
Picking up his phone and turning it in his hand, Su Bai dialed Fatso's number.
"Betraying my love, you're carrying a debt of conscience …"
Fatso's ringtone sounded.
"Hello, Da Bai, what's the matter? We just lost Old Fang. We're looking for him."
Fatso was fine?
It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, causing Su Bai to completely calm down.
"Old Fang is back. I just saw him enter the house," said Su Bai.
"F * ck, there's something wrong with this Old Fang. His anti-tracking ability is a little strong, and the timing doesn't match up. From the time we lost him, he didn't even have time to drive home."
At this moment, Xiao Lin's voice came from Fatso's side of the phone.
"Maybe the influence of that house has expanded."
"Yes, it's expanded."
Su Bai licked his lips. He didn't stupidly tell Fatso that he saw Old Fang carrying their heads in his hands, and then he didn't rush up to check the situation. However, Su Bai agreed with Xiao Lin's conclusion. Just now, Su Bai subconsciously thought that the heads in Old Fang's hands belonged to Xiao Lin and Fatso. He almost rushed up to them. Now, it seemed that Old Fang, who knocked on the door with his back to him, had been "watching" him with a sinister smile, trying to lure him to take the initiative to go up.
Damn it, do you think this is a game? We're all pawns in your hands?
Who do you think you are?
Do you think you're broadcasting a horror show?
"When are you coming back?" asked Su Bai.
"Soon. Since he's already gone back, we'll be back soon too. But there's nothing for us to do when we're back. Are we going to continue sitting in the car in a daze?"
Su Bai lowered his head and looked at the Hellfire shotgun in his hand. He smiled and said, "I'll see if I can find a construction team to do an illegal demolition."
"F * ck, do you have to be so extreme? Many people will die like this. What kind of karma is this, idiot? Besides, do you think you can do whatever you want now that you're rich? "
"He's just joking with you," Kobayashi chimed in. "What he means is that he wants it to end."
"End it?" Fatso didn't understand. "F * ck, why do you want to end it?"
"It's not that I want to end it. I think we can pause for a while and see what's going on with Monk and Gyatso. They haven't come out yet."
"Young Master Su, this isn't like you. Other people can do things like retreat in the face of difficulties, and I can do it, but I don't think you can do it. Or, did you see something else besides Old Fang's return?" Xiao Lin took Fatty's phone call at that moment, and it was obvious that Fatty was driving back.
"I don't know."
Su Bai didn't answer that he didn't see anything. Instead, he said that he didn't know. His meaning was clear. He did see something, but he wasn't going to tell them.
"We're a team. You can't …" At this point, Xiao Lin suddenly couldn't continue. He realized that he didn't have the right to criticize Su Bai in this aspect. He had just guessed something, but he didn't say it on purpose.
At this time, Fatso loudly pressed the horn to urge the car in front to give way. He shouted with a little emotion.
"F * ck, when we go back later, everyone tell us what you know and what you guessed. If you keep anything to yourself, then you're a coward!
If you really don't agree, then we'll split up. Since we're together, we'll get rich together. If you don't want to play, then don't play anymore. We'll go back to our own homes! "
"Okay." Xiao Lin thought for a while and agreed. "I can tell you what I guessed before."
"Okay." Su Bai agreed.
"Actually, cough, cough, I have one too." Fatso suddenly said in a soft voice.
"F * ck, you damn Fatso. You were talking righteously just now. What a bastard!" Xiao Lin cursed from the other end of the phone.
…
At this time, in the living room of the house, the monk's body was already riddled with holes. Iron wires had already pierced through his body. Even with his tenacious vitality, he could not hold on any longer. His body leaned against the wall of the living room, and he had already become a little cold.
Gyatso's body was in an even more tragic state. Several parts of his body had exploded, and his devil body was completely limp on the floor.
The two corpses were left on the floor just like that. However, at the dining table in the living room, Little Wen, Little Juan, and Old Fang and his wife continued eating their breakfast as if no one else was around.
Previously, Su Bai saw Old Fang bring the two heads home. However, when he returned home, the heads in the plastic bag turned into soy milk and youtiao buns. The family gathered together to eat breakfast. Such a heartwarming scene had not appeared in a long time.
Judging from their reactions, they really couldn't see the two corpses not far away from them. No one, not even an Oscar -winning actor, would be able to turn a blind eye to something like this.
At that moment, Old Fang suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are the two masters not up yet? People who go to work every day shouldn't be dawdling in bed. "
Clearly, Old Fang, who did not return home often, had nearly forgotten that the two masters who came to install the surveillance cameras last night had stayed in the house because of the thunderstorm.
"The two uncles are up. I saw them when I was brushing my teeth. They are in my room," said Little Wen.
"What are they doing in your room?" asked Old Fang.
"They said they are preparing to connect another line to my desktop computer."
"Oh, is that so? Then why aren't you calling the two masters over for breakfast before you start working? No matter what, they came to your house to help out. You can't let them go on an empty stomach. Seriously, as a mother, you don't even know how to greet them when there are guests at home."
Little Wen immediately got up and left the dining table to return to her room.
Old Fang's wife glared at Old Fang and said unhappily, "You say I don't act like a mother. Why don't you take a look at yourself and see if you act like a father at all?"
"You … Alright, I don't want to quarrel with you so early in the morning. Little Juan, eat slowly. Don't rush. Don't rush your breakfast, "reminded Old Fang when he saw his daughter wolfing down her food.
Little Juan shrugged helplessly. "If I don't hurry, I'll be on the next bus. I don't want to be late."
Old Fang chuckled. Perhaps he was in a good mood today and it was rare for him to show concern for his children. He put on a fatherly attitude. "What are you afraid of? After you and your brother are done eating, I'll drive you to school."
Upon hearing that, Little Juan was delighted. However, she maintained her composure on the surface. Clearly, she did not want to be overly friendly to her father, but she still subconsciously slowed down her eating speed.
Soon, Little Wen returned to the table and continued eating her breakfast.
Gyatso and Monk walked over as well. After greeting Old Fang, they sat down and had breakfast together.
"Old Fang, we just went through last night's surveillance records this morning and found something interesting. We'll pull it out for you to take a look later."
"Great, that's great! Haha!" Old Fang was overjoyed.
Gyatso held a cup of soy milk in his hand and drank it slowly. Monk tore a white bun and placed it in his mouth to chew slowly. The two of them did not seem to notice the two corpses beside their chairs.
At that moment, Little Wen suddenly said, "Mom, the flowers in the living room are a little wilted."
"Oh, it's fine. I'll buy some peach blossoms when I go grocery shopping today."
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