High Comprehension Low Strength

文 Zhao Wendeng strode to the side of the corpse, shoved open the Zhu Huyuan in front of him, and then as soon as he reached out, he was ready to lift the white cloth covering the corpse.

He only heard the sound of "嗖 ——", Zhao Wendeng's hand had not touched the white cloth, but the body lying on the stretcher suddenly sat up, opened the white cloth on his own, and stared forward with his eyes indifferent.

"I've got a big rub! Actually a corpse!" Zhao Wendeng was the closest to him, and was suddenly frightened, with a kick on his feet, his upper body lost his center of gravity, and fell backwards, sitting on the ground with his buttocks He pointed at Zhang Huyuan's body and shivered.

Suddenly, the crowd burst into fright. Many people were frightened and turned back. After all, such a **** guy with a pale face suddenly sat up from under the white cloth, and anyone would be surprised.

Zhu Huyuan was also frightened, but he was not as embarrassed as Zhao Wendeng, but took a few steps back, then stared at the big hole in Zhang Huyuan's chest, and asked with a trembling voice: "Master Zhang ... Brother ... … Why are you ... alive? Is it because I read wrong that you weren't really dead? But ... But it's not right. How could you be alive with such a serious injury? "

"Don't bother!" Zhang Huyuan, who was sitting there, remained unchanged, staring straight ahead, and said, "I've been lying down for so long, I'm too lazy to pretend to be dead! You still hurry to lift me Go back, I do n’t want to stay here anymore, it ’s shameless, anyway, the Qin family does n’t pay for Lingjing, it ’s nothing to me. This is a long time ago, and my waist is almost broken! ”

Although I have said a long paragraph, as long as people who pay attention to observation will find that Zhang Huyuan's voice does not have the slightest emotional color, not only it sounds cold, but also some inarticulate.

"Big ... everyone can see clearly, right?" Zhang Huyuan's voice just dropped, Xiao Liuzi's voice rang again, and said with a hint of sorrow: "Am I right? The man did not die, even him I said it myself, just pretending! The truth is now clear, Zhao Wendeng, do you still want to argue? "

When Zhang Huyuan suddenly sat up just now, Xiaoliu was also slightly faint. Although the order he received was just to make trouble, but he saw a dead person sitting up, but he was still a little faint. Fortunately, the boy was smart and immediately awakened. Over here, homeopathy promoted another word.

"I ... this ..." Zhao Wendeng just got up hard, just heard the words suddenly stood on the spot, and stared at Zhang Huyuan's "corpse." He wanted to explain, but didn't know how. Opening.

"What this, ah, ah, doing such a thing, deliberately looking for injured people to pretend to be dead, just to save money, too shameless!"

"This is an unfilial son! Even if you pretend to die, you have even asked someone to take a father's image and curse your father to spit blood and die. Your kid is really not human!"

"Yes, not only that, he also often bullies people, always bullying us as flat-headed people, I have long seen him displeased! Let's do it together and blow them away!"

The crowd just calmed down from the previous fear, and when Xiao Liuzi said this, He made an angry voice again. Some people even picked up the stone on the ground and pressed the Wen Zhou violently. Over!

I saw that someone lost something, and other people naturally could not restrain the anger of being frightened and deceived, and immediately picked up what was available at hand, even the thing in their hands, and smashed along with it!

Some eggs, tomatoes, rotten vegetables and so on flew into the sky, and they were thrown into the field, and the whole scene was a mess.

"Oh, I went to your uncle, who dare dare to smash this big ... eh! Oh! Huh ... huh ..." Zhao Wendeng was smashed into a stone by surprise, and blood immediately flowed from his forehead When he got angry and jumped, he wanted to speak again, but he was blocked by a smashed live fish. He was stuck in his throat and couldn't speak, but he kept waving for help.

"Don't hold it anymore, don't hurry up and take Zhang Huyuan away, and wait to be killed again?" Zhu Huyuan stood beside Zhao Wendeng, and somehow suffered several times. Seeing who smashed himself, he quickly covered his body with vitality to prevent injury, and then commanded the subordinates to take the stretcher away, while pulling Zhao Wendeng himself, he ran back to the Zhao family.

Uncle Catfish ☆ Letter public number: yunren22

It was just a mess, everyone didn't find it. Zhang Huyuan, who was sitting upright, half-lying on a stretcher, didn't know when to lie down quietly, his eyes were closed and motionless, and some debris fell. In his body, there was no resistance at all, and no sound was heard.

He watched the Zhao family and his party fleeing through the sense of God, and Xiao Chen, standing inside the gate of Qin's door, slightly raised an arc, and nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Huyuan suddenly ‘revived’ and spoke loudly. In fact, it is Xiao Chen ’s masterpiece. He attached his mental strength to Zhang Huyuan and controlled him to open his mouth to speak. Successfully frightened the group of people outside ~ www.readwn.com ~ Now that things have come to a successful end, Zhao Wendeng has also received his due punishment, Xiao Chen has taken back the mental power and hummed with his hands on his back With a small song, he turned back to the room.

文 Zhao Wendeng and a few of his men ran into the house with great difficulty, and endured the nausea to clean up the rotten vegetable dumplings, only to find that Zhang Huyuan, who was resurrected, lay back and lost his breath,

Unfortunately, Zhao Wendeng had no choice but to go to his father Zhao Ximu immediately and report the situation.

Although a bit shameful, he still honestly explained those farce afterwards, and raised his own doubts, thinking that it might be that the Qin family had specially invited someone to come and slander his father's death.

"How can this be true!" After listening to Zhao Wendeng's report, Zhao Ximu couldn't help but patted the table again, and his eyes were almost out of smoke.

Zhao Wendeng 噤 If Han Chan stood aside, for fear of his father being angry with himself, remembering the scene of Zhang Huyuan's death and resurrection just now, he just felt a cool air straight from the bottom of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover, and the whole person was bad.

Zhao Ximu did not pay attention to Zhao Wendeng's look, but calmly said: "The rabbits of the Qin family really thought that they were extraordinary. They killed the Zhao family and stole some of our business. Now I do n’t know how much they weigh. ? Dare you dare to break the ground on the head of Tai Sui, why did you swagger across the market with my portrait? Are they all tired and crooked? "(To be continued) [This text is provided by the sailing update group @ 残 舞 殇 吻] If you Like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. )