Brother Fang, who came to his senses, was panicked. He grabbed his hair and curled up in the corner.

Lu Yao lay there straight, covering her head with a bath towel, and her bare body was covered with various scars.

"Yaoyao?" Fang Ge'er called out softly, but the woman on the ground did not respond. He hugged his head without any hesitation and buried it between his legs. He really killed someone, what should he do?

At this time, a knock on the door came from outside.

Brother Fang was so scared that he burped. His eyes were shaking and he was talking to himself.

The people outside opened the door and came in without waiting for the response inside. They were stunned when they saw the messy waiter on the spot.

The waiter swallowed, and the woman on the ground looked like she was dead.

Are you playing so wild? The stove is overturned and you are still playing with people to death?

Don't dare to think deeply, when the waiter was about to withdraw without knowing it, Brother Fang suddenly rushed to him and slammed the door.

The waiter's head buzzed and burst into pieces, "I saw nothing."

Brother Fang calmed down now. He grabbed the waiter's hand and said, "This is Brother Kun's place, what are you afraid of if you die?"

The waiter nodded and agreed with Brother Fang'er's words, "You are Brother Kun's youngest brother, you have the final say."

When Brother Fang heard this, he knew that he was a sensible person. His heart sank when he reached his throat. He sank a table on the stool without hesitation, spread his legs, and the thing in the middle was hanging there unscrupulously.

The waiter glanced secretly and tsked his tongue in his heart, which was a little bigger than a toothpick.

"This woman wants my life, but I did it. You find a place to bury people. After the matter is done, I will give you 100,000 yuan. You can go wherever you go. In short, don't let me see you in Zhongzhou."

Brother Fang wanted to smoke, but found that the cigarette was in the cabinet outside, so he handed a look to the waiter.

The waiter took out the cigarette box and lighter tactfully, turned off the equipment in the sweat steam room, and turned on the ventilation exhaust.

"Brother, it's okay to deal with the body for you, but if you ask me to leave Zhongzhou, it will make things difficult for me. My home is here, where are you going?" The waiter sat next to Brother Fang rubbed his hands and lit a cigarette for himself.

Brother Fang spit out smoke and squinted his eyes, "I think the money is too little? If I dare to do it here, I won't be afraid of being known. Tell me about the conditions and consider your own weight."

"Yes, yes, Brother Kun can come with a call and listen to you finishing the game." The waiter smiled and he vomited out smoke. "It's not that Brother Kun is not here. If you want someone around you, you don't have to do anything. It's just that the project of collecting corpses and burying corpses is time-consuming and unlucky."

As he said that, the waiter rubbed his fingers at Brother Fang without fear of death, and made a gesture of asking for money.

Brother Fang hissed, and he hadn't remembered before. When the waiter mentioned this, he remembered someone. He quickly called A Fei, why did he forget this person? With him, he was afraid that no one would deal with this dirty thing.

No one answered the phone, and Brother Fang felt a sudden slap in his heart, and he continued to make the phone call.

On the other end of the phone, Chu Bei stared at the caller ID on his phone and smiled contemptuously. He pressed the answer button and hung up again without waiting for Brother Fang to speak.

Brother Fang suddenly panicked. After a long time, he cursed, "Damn, what did that woman do?"

After the waiter finished his last sip, he snatched out the cigarette butts and said in a humble manner: "Brother is playing in it, don't you know that something big will happen in Zhongzhou tonight."

Brother Fang felt even more ashamed when he heard this, "I'll add 200,000 yuan, how about you?"

The waiter licked his dry lips and nodded reluctantly, "Okay, for brother, 300,000 is only 300,000 yuan, you can transfer money on your mobile phone."

The waiter took out his cell phone and sent it to Brother Fang, which meant that he would give money first and then do his business.

Brother Fang was angry, and then he endured it again. He asked the waiter to get his cell phone and transfer the money on the spot. After the waiter quickly found several extra-large black garbage bags.

"Brother left first, I will deal with it here for you. Don't worry, and you will ensure that there will be no trace left."

Brother Fang snorted coldly. He remembered this face and found an opportunity to deal with this person after the matter was done.

"It's better to do this. Remember to leave Zhongzhou with the money."

Brother Fang left the harsh words and left. The waiter put Lu Yao's body into a garbage bag, wrapped it with two more layers outside, found a rope to tie the hole tightly, and squatted on the ground to smoke a cigarette.

The waiter was smoking while staring at the garbage bag, and squirted and walked out of the sweat steam room.

After a while, the waiter brought in a large carton, put the body in, and then sealed it with a sealing belt.

After handling the scene, I pushed the cart out of the sweat steam room, hung a sign of fast equipment repair on the door handle, whistled, and pushed the cart to the freight ladder.

I met a few acquaintances on the way, and the waiter stopped to say hello, handed a cigarette and chatted a few words before leaving.

No one cared about what was in the carton on the cart. Just like when moving goods, the waiter pushed the cart downstairs on the freight elevator and left the bathhouse from the unloading passage.

The four wheels of the cart were not very good, and it made a clattering sound when sliding on the uneven stone bricks on the road.

The waiter suddenly stopped at the intersection, and the wheels of the cart seemed to be a problem, and kept using instant noodles in one direction.

While the waiter was squatting down to check the wheels, a van drove in not far away and parked directly beside him.

As soon as the car door opened, the two rushed out, one dragged the waiter into the car, the other picked up the cart and threw it into the back seat along with the box above.

After the driver got on the bus, he stepped on the accelerator and turned right at the intersection and drove past the gate of the "Tropical Rainforest" and headed straight out of the city.

After getting on the elevated road, the waiter squirted and asked for a cigarette from the people around him.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Bei is getting more and more stingy. Who can give cigarettes or fire?" The waiter teased Chu Bei for no reason. His eyes got in the car and glanced around, and he was worried for a moment.

"Don't look at these two people you've never seen before. The boss came from Jiangcheng."

The waiter responded. He was from Zhongzhou and could be regarded as a match with Chu Bei. He admired this man's ruthlessness and his tolerance.

"I heard that the boss has also come to Zhongzhou, so I'll recommend it to me!" The waiter clamped the cigarette on his ear and closed his mouth with great eyesight.

The four people in the car left the city without saying a word, and the van stopped in front of a private house in the suburbs.

Chu Bei got off the bus first and walked to the side to answer a call. When he came back, his face looked extremely difficult to see.
Chapter completed!