The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 819 Wen Mao is Dead
Xia Xin lowered his head and was looking at the ants. Hearing this, he raised his head abruptly and stood up abruptly, "Wen, is Wen Mao dead?"

Fuck, did he hear wrong?

Qin Yingjun's voice was hoarse, "It's...me, the news I got just now..."

Xia Xin subconsciously looked at the closed door of Jiangli's room, thinking of what his ancestor said yesterday, he felt chills all over his body.

In the scorching heat, standing in the sunshine in the corridor, he didn't feel any warmth on his body, but his heart was aroused instead.

Xia Xin bit her thumb and asked, "Why, what's going on?"

Qin Yingjun was very tired and terrified, as if he was also frightened by this incident.

He only got the news a few minutes ago. It was his mother who called him and told him that something happened to his aunt's house, and that's how he found out that Wen Mao had died.

And Wen Mao's death was caused by a very, very small matter.

Wen Mao has now moved to a new place to live, the place is a bit small, there are neighbors on the left and right, and the corridors are a bit narrow.

After he left Qin Yingjun's house yesterday, he went to drink all night. This morning, when he returned angrily and smelled of alcohol, he happened to catch up with a new neighbor who moved in. His things were not packed. Things were strewn about in the hallway.

Wen Mao was probably angry in his heart. Seeing this scene, coupled with the effect of alcohol, his anger rushed upwards, and he kicked the other's box to the ground.

The hostess of the neighbor's house who heard the movement, instead of being angry when she saw this scene, apologized to him, saying that she would pack up her things later and move away immediately.

However, Wen Mao became more and more angry, swearing, saying that people have problems with their brains, they don't have eyesight, they put things around, taking up other people's space.

The hostess was a young girl who was frightened and kept apologizing to Wen Mao.

As if he didn't see it, Wen Mao turned around and kicked over all the luggage that was left in the corridor, turning it into a mess.

The male owner of that house came out when he heard the commotion, and when he saw this scene, he naturally quarreled with Wen Mao.

The neighbors also apologized at the beginning, and they also said that things will be moved out later. They will be neighbors in the future.

As soon as Wen Mao heard this, he went straight to it and kicked the host to the ground.

He also cursed and said that he not only wanted to touch these things, but also beat them to see what they could do to him.

Seeing that they were about to fight, the hostess went over to dissuade them, Wen Mao turned back, and pushed the hostess hard, hitting the wall.

The male host was also a young man, and he was probably angry. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a knife protruding from the overturned box next to him.

Without even thinking about it, he picked up the knife and rushed towards Wen Mao.

When Wen Mao turned around, the blade sank into his chest and abdomen.

Everything was clearly captured by the surveillance cameras in the corridor.

"Master Xia Xin, why do you think it's so small..." Qin Yingjun's voice choked up slightly, "Listen to my mother, the knife pierced Wen Mao's heart just right... The ambulance didn't even arrive , people, people lose their temper..."

"This..." Xia Xin was in a daze, unable to recover for a long time, it was indeed too small.

Qin Yingjun blamed himself a little, "Tell me, if I sent him home yesterday, would he be fine?"

Hearing this, Xia Xin frowned tightly and tried to comfort her, "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Qin... No one would have thought of it, just because of such a small quarrel..."

It was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

Qin Yingjun didn't expect it, not even the male owner of that house.

(End of this chapter)