"I can't throw it away, I have to do it myself...ah..."

Scream~~

The old man who was moaning from the wooden board of the stairs was holding the hacksaw was stunned for a moment. Oh no, I forgot to touch the door tightly when I came in.

squeak... squeak...

The wooden boards on the stairs spread out loudly. The second floor is not big, with only one bedroom and one bathroom. The corridor is usually used to accumulate debris and there is no space to hide.

What if that kid Ah Hu came here?

...Not even though it wasn't him, wouldn't he catch someone directly?

The old man held his breath and squeezed his head, which was already a little giant, and limped out the door, trying to put the wooden tool box outside to cover it up for a while. As for the smell, he said that a mouse was starved to death.

"Are you Uncle Long?"

Suddenly, a light shone from the figure holding a cell phone on the stairs. As the squeaking wooden board moans, three people also squeezed up the stairs and looked at the backs in the flashlight over there.

It's over...it's over...

Long Xingzheng took a breath and shook his face hard, and his somewhat panicked expression gradually changed back to his usual appearance.

‘Don’t those young people often say that people who love to laugh usually have no bad luck. Well…please comfort them first and wait for me on the first floor…perfect!’

The old man calmed down, curled the corners of his mouth and tried to squeeze out a little smile. He slowly turned half of his face soaked in the flashlight, and nodded at the people at the stairs.

"Haha...I am Long Xingzheng...Haha."

This turn of his head made the hairs of the four people standing here stand up instantly. Looking at half of his face illuminated by the flashlight, his smile was gloomy and ferocious. The four hearts skipped a beat, their whole body tensed to numbness, and only a chill ran over his head from his heart.

"You guys come down to wait for me first."

When I heard the last sentence, especially the word "below" was particularly harsh, the four of them trembled as if they were sieve. When they saw liquid passing through the light, the four eyes instantly moved to the old man's arms facing away from him, pinching the hacksaw with one hand and putting the other hand in front, as if tugging something, vaguely like a naked brain...bag?

The two people behind were even more limp and leaned against the handrail of the stairs.

“…perverted murderer?!”

"Oh my god!"

I don’t know if it was because of the long journey, and the jet lag and the fright in front of me, the four of them had tortoises, their bodies were instantly stiff, straight, and they rolled their eyes and fell down.

Bang bang bang... After several consecutive sounds, I lay all over the floor.

Uncle Long: “…….”

Looking at the four people who were falling down speechlessly, he quickly stuffed their heads into the wooden box, wiped the blood stains on his hands, took off the rubber boots and aprons, dragged them downstairs and threw them on the ground.

Uncle Long held his chin and looked at the four people with different appearances. He fainted even when he was so scared that he was holding his companion's hands or his legs rubbing against his face, as if he was sleeping.

Immediately, I took a basin of cold water and threw it on their faces.

puff--

The four of them felt the cold and coldness, and they flipped up from the ground and sat up, "It's so blood... so much blood, don't apply it on my face." After a moment, as if they woke up, they suddenly saw the fat old man leaning against the other side of the counter, subconsciously hugged him and shrank away from the corner of the wall.

Long Xing leaned his back against the counter, shining in the sunshine, putting the cigarette between his fingers off his lips, Mars quickly burned the cigarette paper, spreading his lips slightly, and spitting out a thin layer of blue smoke.

"Okay, I'm the Uncle Long you are looking for. Tell me, what's wrong with finding this?"

When the four of them heard this, they were still a little scared. The leader pointed to the upstairs, "You were holding it in your hand just now."

"It's the head."

Uncle Long took another puff of cigarette, put it in the ashtray and pressed it out, looking at the other party with a solemn expression, "The head of the person who killed Li Ran."

"You killed?"

One of the four people in the corner of the wall was to investigate the cause of Li Ran's death. Now that he heard the old man say this, he looked over.

Long Xing raised his hands and raised his face slightly. In his sight, the slightly slanted sunlight was shining in from the glass. He nodded with his lips tightly pursed.

"Yes, I killed it. I have been an operator for decades, and I haven't taken action for a long time."

The old man sighed softly.

After saying that, he remembered something and turned his head to look at the four of them, "I haven't asked you what your four of them are named?"

On this side, the four of them looked at each other and stepped forward and attacked the old man.
Chapter completed!