"What a fuck!"

Sure enough, with the sound of the iron chains, two young men in charge of guards immediately ran in outside.

"Two guys, I can't hold it in. I can't pull it in my pocket, right?"

Wang Junqi had a bitter face and a painful expression of begging.

"Turn wherever Aifume is pulled, let's make a little more noise, and it's over to see if we hit you!"

A young man with a shaved pot cover and a fleshy face waved into the air with an iron tube in his hand, swearing fiercely.

"Don't be so giggling. My second brother specifically explained it when he left. Even if you tell me the truth, you won't let you leave the house half a step!"

Another tall and thin guy also stared at him and scolded him.

As the business volume of the funeral company increased during this period, it was obviously not enough to rely on the Three Divine Beasts to work on their own, so Erqiu specially called some "co-workers" from his hometown.

The advantage of doing this is that the person you call is relatively reliable, and you don’t need special training and adaptation, you can get started directly. After all, “digging graves” and “burying people” have different paths.

However, the disadvantages are also extremely obvious, because these newcomers have average general education and have been dealing with corpses for many years, so their psychological activities for living people are not so sharp.

"Two young masters, I must not make it difficult for you. Don't worry, I won't go out. Just help me get a plastic bucket to solve the problem. There are several corpses in the cabinet next to me. I am a superstitious person. Please help me if I am involved. I have a card in my pants pocket, and there are probably tens of thousands of yuan on the card. I am just thinking that we are making friends."

Wang Junqi was slightly hunched over his back and made "hissing" sounds from time to time, feeling like he could "releasing floods" at any time.

The two guys looked at each other for a few moments, and then muttered a few words in a very low voice.

A few minutes later, the two of them stuffed a small iron bucket for paint under Wang Junqi's butt, then changed his handcuffed hands to the front, stuffed a ball of toilet paper, and then looked at him with a hook.

"Ahem, can you help me untie the belt? This is not very convenient for me."

Wang Junqi shrank his neck awkwardly.

"Fuck, it's so troublesome!"

A tall and thin young man walked forward impatiently, while another young man with a shaved hair took advantage of the opportunity to touch the bank card in his pocket.

"Second brother, let me go!"

At this moment, Wang Junqi suddenly shouted in the direction of the door.

The two young men turned their heads in a conditioned manner and found that there was no one, and they were obviously fooled by Wang Junqi.

"Bang!!"

The tall and thin man turned around and was about to scold him. But Wang Junqi seemed to have predicted it early in the morning. He bumped his head forward with force and hit the other party's temple with great accuracy.

I don’t know how much strength he used, but the young man didn’t even have time to hum, and fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"You're fucking..."

The young man with veiled a head that realized something was wrong and waved the iron pipe in his hand to attack, but he was still half a beat slower. He was too close to Wang Junqi and had no advantage at all.

Although Wang Junqi locked the iron handcuffs with both hands, it did not affect his agility at all. He clamped the other person's neck between his wrists with a quick hand, then stretched it hard into his arms, and finally used the hardness of his forehead to hit the bridge of the nose of the veil, and his eyes were hit hard with a "bang" bang.

In less than two minutes, the veiled young man also collapsed to the ground.

"Bah, I'll play with you guys to death!"

After confirming that both of them were unconscious, Wang Junqi spitted bloody saliva, then squatted down and quickly groped on them. Whether it was showing weakness or begging for misery or showing pity, his ultimate goal was to trick the two of them into his side and carry out his plan.

…

After about ten minutes, the iron goal was pushed open by two balls.

When he saw the two horsemen lying on the ground, empty iron chains, and handcuffs thrown aside, he opened his mouth in shock and then yelled in a hurry: "Three, the third, the fourth, the fourth!"

"Tait..."

Sanqiu and Wu Song ran in quickly.

"Damn, where are the people?"

The six eyes showed exactly the same shock and anger. Three balls shoveled heavily on the tall and thin man and the veiled man, roaring with spit.

"I...we were attacked by him."

The explanation of the tall and thin face was gray.

"That bastard is so cunning. He tricked us into using the toilet."

The veil was so aggrieved that he sniffed twice, and did not mention a single word about their taking Wang Junqi's bank card.

"How long has it happened?"

Erqiu asked a question with a cold expression.

"It didn't take a while, I remember it was 15:00."

The tall and thin man looked up at the electronic wall clock on the wall and replied.

"It's still too late. It's not too late to run for more than ten minutes. It's not easy for us to stop cars or have a shortcut nearby. He thought it's not that easy to go down the mountain!"

Erqiu shook his wrist and said calmly: "Three, you take a few people to drive to the exit at the foot of the mountain. We only have one exit here. Even if he turns into a fly, he has to cry from you. Fourth, you take a few brothers to search for me bit by bit along the way. Even if he digs three feet into the ground, he has to dig him out. I'll report to Master Yu and Miss now!"

After a moment, the morgue returned to silence.

"Bang!"

A refrigerator erecting the wall to store the body suddenly popped up, and then Wang Junqi sat up wet, gasped for a few breaths before struggling to jump out of the closet again...
Chapter completed!